It was indeed no luck that Zhao Lizi was able to make money in her previous life. When she was a child, Zhao Lizi was just a clever child. Now she has experienced some experiences in the shop outside and immediately shines brightly.

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Zhao Changqing actually didn't care much. Some of her help to Xiaolihuaer and her brother was indeed a slap in her hands. Furthermore, some feelings also came from previous lives, and only she knew this kind of feelings herself. Sometimes, it might be a kind of loneliness.

Li Huaer in her previous life did not have the same success as in this life, and she had never opened a bun shop.

Zhao Changqing in his previous life was cowardly and incompetent, and had few friends. The only thing he could say was that he often made embroidery and lived in a shop to consign. Because Zhao Changqing was also good at embroidery and was a neighbor. Although he was two years apart and had different temperaments, he still became a good friend. At that time, Xiao Li Huaer often said that Zhao Changqing was stupid and stupid and was unfair to her. Zhao Changqing only mentioned the depression in his heart to Xiao Li Huaer. When the two got married one after another, Zhao Changqing still had only Xiao Li Huaer as a friend. Later, when she was ill, she was the only one who visited her several times.

In such a failed life, her only friend was Li Huaer.

She was really kind to Xiaolihuaer, and this kind of kindness was due to her previous life and this life. She did not think that Xiaolihuaer would repay her. She sincerely hoped that in this life, she would live a good life, and Xiaolihuaer could live a better life than in the previous life.

Of course, Zhao Changqing was extremely happy that Xiaolihuaer could take their friendship seriously.

Zhao Changqing is not a fool, so of course she knew that Xiao Lihuaer took advantage of the bun shop. These advantages were not a big deal in Zhao Changqing's opinion. Xiao Lihuaer's family was not in good condition. The bun shop was only a few dozen taels of silver for Zhao Changqing. She lost money and made money. But for Xiao Lihuaer, it was all her family and the whole reliance on her mother and younger brothers' lives. It is normal for human nature to get up early and go to bed late.

Zhao Changqing still has this kind of mind.

She didn't value this amount of money sharing. The reason why she invested was her love for Xiaolihuaer.

In fact, there is one thing that Li Zi is right. No one wants to repay anything. It is Guanyin in the temple. If you have any requests, you will have to offer a few sticks of incense, let alone her.

Now she doesn’t care about the small profits, and the silver money is dozens of taels. What if it is a few hundred taels, a few thousand taels, or tens of thousands taels?

Both of them are smart people, so they naturally know that this is the way to live for a long time.

After the contract is re-established, it is almost the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Old Mrs. Zhao took her family to Zhu's family to pay tribute and send tribute to the festival. Now Zhao Yong has been promoted to 100 households, and the Zhu family has become more polite to the Zhao family. Of course, this is about the rest of the Zhu family. Old Mrs. Zhu is still as usual. After Zhao Yong greeted her, he went to the front yard to talk. Old Mrs. Zhu smiled and said to Old Mrs. Zhao, "I'm going to come here in the next few days."

Old Mrs. Zhao smiled, "I want to wait for Ayong to rest. It happened to be together, and it was also lively. The wind will be cold after August. How are my mother doing well these days?"

Old Mrs. Zhu laughed, "I ate and slept at home every day, and everything I ate when I slept and ate was fine."

Because it was cold, Mrs. Zhao wore a small hairy collar when she went out. The house was very warm, and Ling served Mrs. Zhao and took off the small hairy collar. Mrs. Zhu smiled in her eyes, "Now Brother Yong is promising, and his wife is filial, and grandchildren are around her knees. This is great."

"My mother said it to me. Life is poor and rich. As long as the family is safe and harmonious, it will be a good life." Old Mrs. Zhao smiled.

Old Mrs. Zhu laughed and saw Zhao Changqing holding something, she couldn't help asking, "Girl Qing, what are you holding? You won't let go for a while."

Zhao Changqing was a little embarrassed and said, "I saw that it was getting cold, so I made a small hair collar for my grandmother and one for my ancestors. Now I brought it to me and wanted to give it to my ancestors, but I don't know what to say."

Old Mrs. Zhu laughed, "Oh, I've made needles and threads for me. Take it to me and take a look."

Zhao Changqing hugged him, using a thick dark camel-colored material, which was also a good material in the shop. The inside was covered with silk cotton, with black fox hair on the edge, and a circle of light-colored lotus embroidered on the face, and the needle and thread were very fine. Yuan praised at a glance, "What a fresh needle and thread, is it made by Qing? It's much better than your sister."

Zhao Changqing smiled, "Auntie also knows that I don't have anything else, but my grandmother taught me to have needlework since I was a child. I didn't do it well before, but now I can do it big, so I'm a filial piety to my ancestors."

Mrs. Zhu first touched the material and said, "This material is thick and soft." She asked the maid to bring crystal glasses, put on glasses and look at the needle and thread carefully, nodding and praised, "It's rare. You can do such a good needle and thread at such a young age, which is a little better than your grandmother back then." After looking overturned, Mrs. Zhu became interested, "Come on, try it for me."

Yuan hurriedly stepped forward to serve Mrs. Zhu and put it on. Zhao Changqing followed him with the help. When Mrs. Zhu tried it, it was very suitable and couldn't help but smile, "What a good needle and thread. You don't measure the size, how can you know my size?"

Zhao Changqing smiled, "I come with my grandmother every month to pay my respects to my ancestors. If you look carefully, you will know." He took off his old lady Zhu and gave it to the maid to put it away.

Yuan smiled and praised, "What a smart girl."

Old Mrs. Zhu held Zhao Changqing's hand and sat beside her, smiling and said, "I know you have to study and read at home and read, and be filial to your elders. You have to steal time to make needles and threads for me. You just need to have this kind of heart. I have one more item and one less item here, but you are a child's house, don't be tired."

Zhao Changqing laughed, "Don't worry, my ancestors, studying is not a matter of time. I don't have to take the exam for fame and fortune. It's enough to recite for one or two hours every day. Since I was a child, I often come to pay my respects to my ancestors with my grandmother. My ancestors have always loved me, not to mention that my ancestors have uncles, uncles, aunts, and sisters and brothers around me. My ancestors will definitely not lose anything. But my ancestors love us, and we also want to respect our ancestors. Such a heart is the same as the heart of our ancestors who love us." Old Mrs. Zhu is kind to her and takes care of her family. It's just that I didn't have such skills when I was a child. Since I was old, it's nothing to do some needlework. In this world, the most unwilling thing is the friendship of others.

Old Mrs. Zhu was really happy after hearing this and laughed, "You kid, have been sensible since childhood."

Zhao Changqing smiled, "I also heard that Sister Ling, Sister Xi, and Sister Chan often do needlework to respect the elderly. Compared with the sisters, I have learned from the good and learned from the good."

Yuan laughed, "I used to hear people saying that girls are useless in studying, but who said that reading is useless? Look at the girl, the words of these people who have studied are so literary and like to listen to them."

Ling felt glorious on her face and said modestly, "She is a girl's family, it's time to do some needlework and filial piety to her elders."

Everyone joked for a while, Zhu Ling called Zhao Changqing and asked, "I haven't seen my sister come in these two poetry meetings. What are my sisters doing at home?"

Zhao Changqing smiled, "I'm not very busy, but now my spirituality is getting worse and worse. I have a headache when I think of writing poetry. I asked Arong to take the fake for me twice."

Zhu Ling smiled, "I thought you were angry with Miss Zhao."

"Why? We're just a joke." Zhao Changqing really didn't have much interest in the boudoir lady's noisy work of writing poetry together. Now he is competing for the long and short matters in the boudoir, and how many interactions can he get along with each other in the future? It's better to just get along with friends with similar temperaments, which are comfortable and comfortable.

Zhu Ling said, "Miss Zheng has only come once, but she has not come anymore. Miss Chu has less and fewer people are attending poetry meetings."

Zhao Changqing smiled, "I don't know much about Sister Zheng's place. However, Sister Chu's poems are coming in this year and the year of the year. Speaking of which, Sister Ling will have to go to the next two years."

Zhu Ling's face turned slightly red, and her attitude was quite generous. "I felt that she had grown up in the blink of an eye." Not only was it about the coming, but in the past two years, her mother had begun to pay attention to others and wanted to kiss her.

When my daughter's family talks about marriage, she is always confused and melancholy, and Zhu Ling can't help but sigh in a slight voice.

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