The Prime Minister's Wife Is The Richest Woman [MTL]

Chapter 90

Qianmu Village outside Shangjing.

The tailors of Dongyun Cloth Village took turns to rest, and this day happened to be Qian Yixiu's turn.

Qian Yixiu's first thing to do is a moment's enthusiasm, but she really likes sewing.

Qian Yixiu loves beauty, loves new clothes, and can personally cut out the style of clothes she loves. She feels that these days, she lives in a honeypot every day.

What ex-husband, what mother-in-law, she can't think of it.

Her clothes are also selling well in Dongyun, and she can get a lot of money every month.

Qian Yixiu came home at night with big bags and small bags.

I saw the snacks she bought, and the new clothes for my parents.

Aunt Qian couldn't help nagging: "You, you, come back when you come back, what do you buy these for? These dim sum girls can also make them, and you don't need money to buy them!"

Qian Yixiu took the mirror that Miss Qinglian gave her, looked at the beautiful beads on her headdress and said: "That's different, this is the pastry of Zuixinlou, it's much more delicious than your mother's!"

Father Qian was smoking the cigarette Qian Yixiu bought for him, and couldn't help cursing: "You girl, you save money as long as you have money in your hand! How much money can you have left when you spend like this?"

Qian Yixiu thought for a while, took out a money bag from her bosom, and handed it to Aunt Qian: "Mom, this is for you."

Father Qian and Aunt Qian looked at each other.

In the past ten years, they have given money to Qian Yixiu every time.

And this was the first time that Qian Yixiu sent money home.

Qian Yixiu was a little proud: "Every time you say that I am not as good as my younger brother. How about it, this time I can give more than him?"

Aunt Qian smiled helplessly, she put the money away in her bosom, thought for a while and said, "Mother will save it for you first."

Qian Yixiu didn't take it seriously, the family ate dinner and fell asleep not long after, until it started raining outside.

The Qian family's small house was built by Father Qian himself by cutting wood and pasting the walls. Over the past 20 years, it has been exposed to the wind and the sun, and it leaks whenever it rains.

Father Qian and Aunt Qian were light sleepers. Hearing the sound of rain, they got up from under the covers, and took a few wooden basins and put them on the leaking places.

After putting it away, the couple didn't feel sleepy either.

The rain fell drop by drop into the tub, making a ticking sound.

Aunt Qian looked outside, with a bit of worry on her hard-working face: "I don't know how Ning'er is. He ate well and slept well in the army."

Father Qian was smoking a cigarette, his face was silent, and he said for a while: "It's useless for me to be a father."

Otherwise, his son would never have joined the army.

"Stop talking, go to sleep." Aunt Qian hunched her back, supported her waist with her left hand, tapped her waist with her right hand, and staggered back into the house.

Xuezhu followed the soul chasing worm and found the lair of Beishan Sword Sect.

Wu Wei'an and the others led people to surround them.