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    Stranger Changqing frowned, looked at the silk on the table in disgust, and said with dissatisfaction, “You think you’re running for mourning, and you’re actually giving me this white fabric?”

    Mor Changqing this words, Yu’s also some can not stand to see, can not help but Chu Qiaoqiao complained a couple of sentences: “Although Changqing is not feeling well, not able to go out, but she is always a unmarried girl, dress and grooming is naturally like a little more colorful, you this …… “

    Apparently, Yu and Stranger Changqing had some misunderstanding about the usefulness of this piece of silk.

    Fan Qiaoqiao was not angry, and directly pulled out from her waist the kitten pawpaw that Stranger Changqing had embroidered before and stuffed it into Stranger Changqing’s hands before explaining without haste, “This silk is not for Changqing to make clothes with, but for embroidery.”

    When these words came out, both Mor Changqing and Yu were shocked.

    Immediately after, Chu Qiaoqiao

    Taking out the two taels of silver deposit given by the embroiderer of Huilanfang, he handed it over to Stranger Changqing’s hands.

    “This is the deposit given by the embroiderer of Huilanfang, from today onwards, the silk handkerchiefs embroidered by you will be supplied directly to Huilanfang, as for the remuneration, I have already negotiated with the embroiderer of Huilanfang, it is twenty percent of the profit of these silk handkerchiefs embroidered by you, which doesn’t sound like much but it is going to be twice as much as the price given to you by that Yang Xiuhong.”

    Chu Qiaoqiao’s detailed explanation caused both Mor Changqing and Yu to be astonished.

    The embroidery products that Stranger Changqing had originally used to pass the time were now able to sell for such a high price, which was something she couldn’t believe.

    Yu’s emotions also appeared to be very agitated at the moment, she looked at Chu Qiaoqiao with a serious face and once again inquired, “Qiaoqiao, is all that you’re telling true?”

    “Mother, do I look like the kind of person who would joke around? After Changqing finishes embroidering these silks, Mother and I will send the pasher to Huilanfang together, and when we get the silver, we’ll hire the best doctor to cure Changqing’s leg.”

    Stranger Changqing’s leg had always been a piece of Yu’s heart.

    Previously, she had invited many doctors to treat Mor Changqing, but these doctors either asked for a high price, or yelled that there is no cure, to put it bluntly, or because their family is poor, can not get the money to cure the disease.

    Now that Chu Qiaoqiao spoke in this way, Yu’s eyes were visibly moist, and she said excitedly: ”Good, if that’s the case then it’s really too

    Okay.”

    Over the years, Stranger Changqing had given up hope of ever getting back on her feet again; after all, her family was poor and didn’t have much silver with which to heal her legs.

    But now Chu Qiaoqiao’s words had really given her a hope.

    With his eyes unintentionally meeting Chu Qiaoqiao’s four eyes, Mor Changqing glared at Chu Qiaoqiao with a haughty face, snorted coldly, and said with repulsion, “Don’t think that I’ll be grateful to you just because of this, and recognize you as my sister-in-law.”

    This rejection of Chu Qiaoqiao by Mor Changqing, Yu was also helpless.

    Chu Qiaoqiao was not angry, shrugged her shoulders lazily and said seemingly casually, “As you wish, I’m just doing what I’m supposed to do.”

    In this world of looking at faces, Chu Qiaoqiao could understand this rejection of her by Stranger Changqing.

    After all, that Chu Jiaojiao to have a body figure, to have a face with a face, married home that is also the glory of the ancestors, to the family face, and she, ugly, and bloated, the key is still unmarried children, behind the back of a drag, after marrying over, but also to their family to cause dissension.

    “Everyone’s here, look what I called in today.” Stranger Changhe’s arrival eased the atmosphere slightly.

    Looking back at the mountain chickens carried in the left and right hands of Mor Changhe, how could he not be excited as a foodie?

    “Chicken? Tonight’s meal is again very sumptuous.” Chu Qiaoqiao said with full of excitement.

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