Business gradually improved, and she also named the shop Jinxiu Pavilion.
Jinxiu Pavilion's goods are slightly cheaper than those of the ready-to-wear shops that have been open for a long time on the street, but the materials used do not cut corners, and they also use the latest gauze cloth shipped from Jiangnan and other places. For a time, the reputation spread, and some The noble lady also came to visit in her spare time.
As time went by, Madam Wang's Jinxiu Pavilion gradually became famous.
So she hired three more embroiderers.
Bixiu has been in Jinxiu Pavilion for almost four months. From the beginning, she was submissive and did not dare to speak. Now she has adapted a lot. She can even help Qingfei to discipline the new Xiu Niang. However, facing Yinxiao, Bixiu is still very Be careful, sometimes when Yinxiao ponders for a while, Bixiu will look at her face in panic.
Bixiu is lame in her left leg. She is twenty-five years old this year and is alone with her eight-year-old daughter Maner. He admired Yanxi and wanted her to teach her how to do business several times.
She can't tell you anything about how to do business, but it's just about making money, and she herself is stumbling.
"Mrs. Wang, where are you from? Is your family also engaged in big business?" Man'er asked.
She always didn't like people prying into her affairs, so she hesitated for a few words, and then she asked persistently: "Where did you learn it, Mrs. Wang? Please teach me! I also want to do business!"
She sighed secretly, feeling that the child was really troublesome.
"Then you have to learn embroidery from your mother first."
"Learn from her?" Man'er wrinkled her nose and said with great disdain: "If you learn from her, you can only light lamps and boil oil to do embroidery work for the rest of your life. Your eyes will be blinded and you will have to listen to people's orders for the rest of your life."
"She is your mother, you can't say that."
"She almost made her daughter a slave with her, what kind of mother is she?"
Bixiu's contract of betrayal was returned to her last month. Now Bixiu is equivalent to the second steward of Jinxiu Pavilion. She listens to Qingfei and Yinxiao's instructions. Perhaps she has seen Qingfei dispatching Bixiu many times, so Man Man I felt very looked down upon.
Somehow, she thought of Peilin.
Peilin is almost one year old now. By this time, she should be able to call her daddy.
I just don't know if Peilin knows that as a mother, that man probably hates her so much that he might not even allow others to mention him in front of Peilin.
When she gets older, will she talk about herself in such a strange tone like Man'er?
That woman never raised me.
What kind of mother is she if she doesn’t even want her own daughter?
She frowned slightly.
Bixiu was arranging her clothes. When she heard Man'er's words, her expression froze. She stepped forward to apologize, and hurriedly took away her daughter who was still unaware of the incident.
Qing Fei came in from outside and reported to her in a low voice that someone was looking at her at the street corner.
Qing Fei has seen people peeking in front of Jinxiu Pavilion several times.
At first Yinxiao was frightened and uneasy for a while when he heard about it, but later he hid behind the window to watch it himself, and his body froze.
Then he told Qing Fei to pretend not to see it and ignore it.
When she heard Qing Fei mention it today, she looked at the distant sky and was slightly lost in thought.
Birds flew by, trees were in the shade, and the sun shone on the eaves, leaving sharp shadows on the large bluestone ground.
She went back to the inner room, picked up the mirror and smoothed her slightly messy hair, straightened her clothes and makeup, turned around and went out, picked up a newly made pearl sachet, and went straight to the corner of the street.
The man was passing by, but somehow he stopped and stood behind the low parapet, lost in thought.
Among the rows of streets, people were coming and going in Jinxiu Pavilion's store. He looked at the meandering figure in the store from a distance.
Autumn rose-colored figures shuttled through the store. Their long hair was pulled up, leaving a strand hanging behind their heads. There was a jade hairpin on their temples, which was full of green.
Seeing her walking straight towards her without looking sideways, Jiang Xingzhou looked shocked, unable to dodge, staggered half a step back, subconsciously hid in the shade, then stabilized his body and stood up straight.
The cicadas chirped noisily, and the water and land ashram was like an overwhelming roar hidden in the shade of the trees.
Got it——
Got it——
What did you know?
Farewell to wine, timid and fleeting years.
Jiang Xingzhou secretly hated himself for a moment as to why he had come here. His face turned red and white, and when he met the woman's equally complicated eyes, his throat rolled, and he spoke to Yin Xiao in a difficult voice.
"Brother Xingzhou, how have you been these past few years?" She twitched her lips and looked at him, who was wearing the official uniform of a Yulin lieutenant general.
Years passed by year by year, and the young man in his memory finally became the tall and heroic Habayashi general in front of him, his eyebrows still resolute and gentle.
She looked at him with relief.
Jiang Xingzhou was also looking at her carefully.
She has grown taller, grown up, and become more beautiful and calm, like a meandering fragrant flower and vanilla, calm and blooming slowly in the wilderness.
He had mixed feelings: "I'm fine."
"What about you, these days..."
"It was bad for a while, but it's better now." She smiled bitterly, "Why don't you go in and sit down when you pass by? Brother Xingzhou looks down on my little shop now?"
"No." He paused and quickly explained in a low voice: "I just don't know what to do..."
Don't know how to speak.
I don’t know how to say goodbye.
Don't even know what to say.
When he came to buy something with his colleagues, he almost thought he was dazzled by a startling glance. The second time, by mistake, he came over alone and took a look for a long time before he was finally sure that it was really her.
After all, the love they vowed when they were young was too far away. When he heard the bad news about her family, he immediately rushed to Youzhou himself, but was stopped by the Youzhou army after entering the city.
He had so many questions that he wanted to know, but he couldn't find the right identity to ask them.
She took out the brocade box from her sleeve and handed it to him.
"I made this. I have wanted to give it to you for a long time, but I just don't know how to give it to you. The pearls on this sachet were purchased when I went south to buy goods. They are all the best pearls produced in Zhuji. They look great with me. Your official uniform."
Her gentle words were like a spring breeze blowing across her face in an instant, sweeping away the years of estrangement between the two. It was as if the last time they met was yesterday, and the two were still childhood sweethearts, a boy and a girl who had been engaged for a long time.
Jiang Xingzhou suddenly came back to his senses and slowly took the sachet in her hand.
"My mother always talked about you when she was alive." He said dryly: "Me too..."
"Is brother Xingzhou getting married?"
Jiang Xingzhou paused and shook his head: "Not yet."
"Is there an engagement?"
"Never."
She breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'll treat Brother Xingzhou to a drink some other day and reminisce about old times."
Jiang Xingzhou paused and nodded.
Generally speaking, when it comes to another day, it means that there is no such day. Jiang Xingzhou originally thought that she was just saying it casually, but he did not expect that a few days later Jinxiu Pavilion actually sent a message.
