Chapter 337 Another Mid-Autumn Festival
Before Liang Jiujiu had time to elaborate on this matter to Wen Shi, it somehow reached Qi Renli's ears.
Qi Renli was so happy that he slapped his thigh in front of Meng Changqing, "I didn't know that my aunt had such ability. I heard from Bafang Laicai that my aunt's craftsmanship is also famous in the capital. Now that my aunt is willing to teach me, it's really great!
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There are many women in Beishan County, but to be honest, they are not as strong as the men. In the past, only manual work could make money. Even if they can’t do it, they can only grit their teeth and do it. If they can learn some of my aunt’s skills, I can match them with their embroidery work. , it’s really a perfect career. ”
Meng Changqing was not as optimistic as he was, and was more worried that his excessive enthusiasm would be bad, so he rarely responded enthusiastically, "All crafts require talent, especially embroidery. Even if someone teaches you, you have to enlighten yourself." Make something good.
Not all women are suitable for this craft, and not all men are suitable.
There is a famous embroidery workshop in the capital called Yuxiuzhuang, and the master master there is a man. Have you heard of it? ”
Qi Renli nodded, "Yes, I went to that store to buy gifts and was lucky enough to meet the master."
Meng Changqing continued: "It's not just about embroidery, it's the same for other technical crafts. Whether it's teaching or assigning tasks, the judgment must be based on the seriousness of their studies and the skills they have learned, rather than which gender is more dominant." Advantages.”
Qi Renli nodded seriously, "I understand."
"Are the silkworms okay on the mountain?" Meng Changqing asked what he was staring at.
"Master Xu has never been down the mountain. He assured me several times that the silkworms are growing very well. I followed the method he taught me and it is indeed good." Qi Renli replied, "In about ten days, it should be You can form a cocoon, and you will know the result when the time comes.”
"By then you will be even busier than now." Meng Changqing said, "I'll give you half a month. You can take more government servants with you and change into casual clothes this time to go to Dazhou."
"Yes."
The days passed, and finally it was half August.
That day Liang Jiujiu got up early in the morning and cooked the noodles with his own hands. Everyone in the back yard had a share, and each of the four children got two extra eggs.
Meng Changqing ate noodles, went to thank her mother and mother, and then went to the front office to handle official duties.
"Changqing." Liang tweeted, "You have nothing to do today, right? Can you come back early in the evening?"
Meng Changqing knew that she had prepared a table of good food, "There is nothing to do today. I will be back from the office at the end of the day."
Liang Jiujiu was very happy and asked Wen not to run around. He wanted to take advantage of this dinner to have a good family reunion.
Meng Changqing took care of his official duties in the morning and went to the fields to inspect the situation as usual in the afternoon.
The fields are full of busy people. The adults are harvesting in the front, and the children are carrying things in the back. The younger ones are picking up the fallen ears of rice in the fields. Bags of grain are transported along the ridges of the fields to each household. .
Compared with the adults in front of them, the children have relatively less effort. After moving two or three times, they can sit on the poles and take a rest.
Seeing Meng Changqing passing by, many children ran over to say hello enthusiastically. One of them asked: "Mr. Meng, when will the school start? When I saw Mr. Cai this morning, he was so anxious that the corners of his mouth had blisters."
Meng Changqing laughed loudly when he heard this. After laughing, he asked: "Which corner of the mouth is the bubble growing on?"
The child made signs on his face to show Meng Changqing, "Here, there is a string. The gentleman said he didn't dare to open his mouth."
Meng Changqing: "He doesn't dare to open his mouth and still nags you?"
"Alas!" Another six or seven-year-old child sighed and imitated his father's frowning speech. "The teacher also told us to think about the things in class when we work." "Mr. Cai is right, you Don't you want to think about it?" Meng Changqing asked the child.
The child felt aggrieved, "Just because of what he said, my mother would have to test my writing when I go home at night when I work during the day. If I make a mistake, my father would whip me. I might as well go back to school."
Meng Changqing was curious, "How did your father know that you made a mistake in writing? He is also literate?"
The child who spoke earlier replied: "I told daddy."
The two brothers who co-authored this story were both in school, taking calligraphy tests every night. If one made a mistake, the other would expose it.
Meng Changqing looked at them and shook his head. What a fool. Would you rather both of them be beaten? Don't you know how to unite?
The two brothers complained to each other in front of Meng Changqing. Meng Changqing listened with great interest and did not mediate at all. He even tried to help when he saw that one party could not speak out, which was very unethical.
The children quarreled until the end, asking Meng Changqing when he could go back to class.
Meng Changqing stretched out his hand and pointed around, "This is your lesson during this period. Reading and writing are the lessons given to you by Mr. Cai. Helping the family with the autumn harvest is the lesson I give you."
Meng Changqing touched the head of the child at hand and said: "Mr. Cai is a straightforward person. He will tell you directly what he wants you to learn, but I am more reserved. You have to use your brains to think about what I want you to learn. ”
Seeing Meng Changqing walking away, several children gathered together looked around, "Mr. Meng wants us to learn..."
Before he finished speaking, an adult shouted from behind him, "Why don't you come over and work!"
Meng Changqing walked along the canal, and when he was about to reach Luojia Village, Bafang chased him from a distance, "Master, we have a visitor."
When he ran to Meng Changqing, he said carefully, "Master Chen is here. He brought many gifts and said he came to celebrate your birthday."
Meng Changqing said to Cheng Guang and Zhou Xing, who had been following behind him: "Keep watching. If you have any questions, come to me in time."
"Yes."
He and Bafang returned to the Yamen, and just as they were about to go to the living room, Lai Cai came over to report, "Master Chen went to the Yamen to pay his respects to Madam, and is now sitting in the courtyard talking."
Yes, let’s go to Houya together.
When he first entered the courtyard and saw Chen Xingqi sitting behind the stone table, Meng Changqing was stunned.
This man has changed so much. There is a conspicuous scar on his chin, his skin is darker than before, his clothes are simpler, and his speech is much more stable than before.
"Evergreen."
Seeing Meng Changqing, Chen Xingqi stood up happily. When Meng Changqing came closer, he patted Meng Changqing's shoulder twice, "I'm here to congratulate you on your birthday. Do you like it?"
"Very welcome." Meng Changqing asked him to sit down, and after saying hello to Wenshi, he continued to talk to Chen Xingqi, "Why haven't we seen each other for a while? You are very different from before."
Mrs. Wen deliberately made room for her, "You guys are talking here. I'll go back to my room and have a rest. It's rare for Mr. Chen to come over. Please stay and have dinner before leaving."
Chen Xingqi stood up and said goodbye, "Since you have spoken, I must stay for dinner."
Seeing that Mrs. Wen had returned to the room, Meng Changqing said, "It's dangerous at night, do you really want to stay for dinner?"