The wallet looks simple, but it is difficult to make. Of course, this is for Yu Zhi.

She was able to hold a pen and dance with a sword, but she was defeated by a small needle. Her neck was sore, she poked her fingers countless times, and the stitches were crooked and uneven at all.

Yu Zhi felt discouraged just looking at it and really wanted to throw it away.

But it didn't work. There was less work but more money, and the boss didn't show up often. Yu Zhi cherished this job very much. Although Yu Zhi was a salty fish, he was very dedicated during his working hours.

Then practice more! As a worker, you must have one skill that you can use. Otherwise, let alone freedom, you should wait to be laid off.

One hour in the morning, another hour in the afternoon, and so on for ten days, the stitches became even and flat.

Yu Zhi was satisfied. He held up the practice cloth and looked left and right, feeling very accomplished.

"Not bad! I'm such a smart person!" She praised herself.

After another five days, a purse was finally ready. It was made of duck-blue material. I originally wanted to embroider a clump of bamboo, but I didn't have the skills, so I had to find another way. Let's paint it. I can still draw Yu Zhi's paintings.

The Eight Diagrams picture in the yard is very good, so draw it. Write a few words on the other side. If the third master is serious about his words, then I wish him "a smile that always opens his mouth."

The Bagua diagram only comes in black and white, and children of several years old can paint it. Of course, such a simple pattern cannot demonstrate Yu Zhi's painting skills.

As a worker, it is enough to complete the work assigned by the leader on time, but how can you still deliver it with high quality? Is there still room for improvement for you?

If you turn in high quality this time, will it also be high quality next time? When the leader gets used to your high quality, what will the leader think if you occasionally don't do well? Do you feel that you are not serious, you are not trying your best, and you are doing your best?

Are you going to have to work overtime if you call me back? Will working overtime make you bald? Will baldness prevent you from finding a partner? You said you are not causing trouble for yourself?

On the contrary, if you always step on the passing line in the work assigned by the leader, and occasionally achieve 80%, the leader will definitely praise you happily and feel that you have made progress. Even if you fall back to the passing line later, he will

I will also think that you are a good and down-to-earth employee.

Therefore, it is impossible to work overtime, and it is impossible to work overtime in this life, so never let your leader expect too much from you.

"Girl, why does this slave look so weird?" Yingying took the purse and looked at it. She had never seen such a strange purse.

"Isn't that weird? Isn't it very unique?" Yu Zhi thinks it's pretty good. Who is Mr. Wen? There are a lot of embroiderers at home to make bags for him. No matter how hard she tries, she can't compare to their professional counterparts.

To leave an impression on him, the only way left is to be unique.

Is it unique? Why does she think it's a little ugly? "Girl, why don't you let me embroider it for you? All the paint on this painting will be gone after one wash."

"Silly girl, do you think this purse is for the Third Master?" Yu Zhi pinched Tao Tao's round face. In her doubt of "Isn't it?", Yu Zhi shook his finger, "Of course not, this is

It’s for Third Master to see.”

Does the Third Master lack a purse? No. There are all kinds of gold and silver ones. He wears one every day and can’t use up one. Where can I see the purses she made? It’s a sign of honor to take a second look at it. Xiao Xiang

What are you talking about in your sleep when he wears it on your body?

You see? Cherry doesn’t understand even more. If you don’t understand, just don’t understand. As long as the girl understands, she will listen to the girl.

Wu'anhou Mansion.

Madam Hou, Mrs. Wang, was being cleaned by her maids. Her companion, Mrs. Wang, came in from outside and whispered a few words in her ear.

"Sick?" Mrs. Hou frowned, "Didn't my second daughter-in-law feel fine yesterday?"

Mother Wang paused for a moment, and then said softly: "The second young lady, the pearl next to her, is pregnant. Yesterday, the second young lady was punished by her head and made her kneel for a whole day. She was not even allowed to eat at noon, and she had a miscarriage at night.

"The second master and the second young lady had a quarrel. I heard that they even got into a fight. The second master hurt his face, and the second young lady also passed by. However, the second young lady said some unpleasant words in anger, which made the second master almost faint.

Already."

The second master heard that Chengyao was a concubine, but he was the most beloved son of the Marquis. The one he was talking about was his aunt, whose surname was Ding. She was beautiful and capable, so she was naturally more favored by the Marquis than the plain-looking Mrs. Hou.

Because the second master was favored, he got a particularly good wife, Su, the legitimate second daughter of a third-rank military officer in the Imperial Guard.

The imperial guards, as the name suggests, are the emperor's imperial guards, stationed to guard the palace and protect the emperor personally.

Being able to achieve the rank of third-grade military general, he has gained a reputation in front of the emperor. His legitimate second daughter was married to all the princes, but she was married to a concubine of the marquis. This shows how much effort Wu'an Marquis has put into.

Wen Chengyao and his wife had only one daughter. The Su family had not given birth to a legitimate son, so how could they let the maid get pregnant? The Su family's natal family was so lucky that she had a legitimate son, so people were naturally a little more arrogant, and they didn't look down on her since they got married.

Aunt Ding.

As for Aunt Ding, she had been favored by Mr. Hou for twenty years. At the height of her popularity, even Mrs. Hou had to give in. Naturally, she was not willing to let her son be controlled by the Su family.

Speaking of which, Pearl's pregnancy was the result of a battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. One wanted to support her son's aunt and create trouble for her daughter-in-law, but the other disagreed. In the end, the Su family was more powerful and had the upper hand, and only the cannon fodder Pearl was pitied.

What a sin!

Mrs. Hou understood that it was impossible to be sick, but she just felt shameless and hid in the yard.

"You really should let Mr. Hou see his good son." Madam Hou's eyes flashed with ridicule.

No matter what the reason is for a man to attack his wife, he is inferior. Although Su's method is a bit rough, his approach is correct. The legitimate son has not been born, how can he let the bastard get ahead? There are no rules!

"That is to say, that ignorant person, how can the second master compare to our eldest son and third master? Our eldest son is so humble and knowledgeable that even the Taifu will praise him. When his body recovers in the future, he will definitely be able to serve you, madam.

Earn a phoenix crown and harem."

Mrs. Wang is worthy of being Mrs. Hou's confidant and knows her thoughts best. The prince was born prematurely and has been in poor health since he was a child. He takes more medicine than food. Mrs. Hou is most worried about the prince.

"I hope so." Mrs. Hou did have a smile on her lips, but she quickly suppressed it, "It doesn't matter whether he earns a phoenix crown or a harem, I just hope that he can be healthy and safe. Give me a baby as soon as possible.

Grandson."

Mrs. Hou became worried when she thought that her eldest son had been married for six years and still had no son and a half. Her eldest son was sensitive and thoughtful, and his bones were not very good. He could lie in bed for a month even if the wind blew. Not only could she not even say a harsh word,

He said that he didn't even dare to arrange a concubine for him, for fear of damaging his health.

"It's fifteen tomorrow, Mother Jiang. You can go to the temple tomorrow and donate two hundred taels of sesame oil to pray for the Crown Prince."

"Oh, I will take care of it, old slave." Jiang's mother responded.

Mrs. Hou held her hand and walked out, thinking of her other son, "Did the third master come back yesterday?"

"I don't know, I will ask someone to ask."

Mrs. Hou nodded slightly and said, "Find a smart girl to go to the outer courtyard and ask what the third master has been busy with recently."

If you worry about the eldest son's heirs, you also have to worry about this son's marriage.

Her son has followed many marquises, and he looks like a talented person. He can also study, and he won the first prize early, and is now the young minister of Dali Temple. Even though the Marquis of Wu'an started his family with martial arts, the marquis still cares about this son.

Very seriously.

It stands to reason that there should be no need to worry about Lao San's marriage. It is true that there are many people in Beijing who like Lao San. The bad thing is that he is too outstanding and has caught the eye of Princess Anle.

Princess Anle is the daughter of the imperial concubine, and her brother is the eldest prince, so she is evenly matched with the prince born by the empress.

The eldest son is in poor health and has no hope of becoming an official. The Marquis of Wu'an is still targeting the third son. How can he honor the princess?

Besides, if the third child marries the princess, wouldn't it mean that he gets on the eldest prince's warship? The emperor is still in his prime, and the Marquis of Wu'an does not want to get involved in the disputes between the princes.

Although I asked the eminent monk of Huguo Temple to speak to me, he used the excuse that the horoscope was too tough to get married too early. But if Princess Anle didn't get married for a day, the third child wouldn't be able to get married. Wouldn't this trip be delayed? The third child is already nineteen, and she

This mother is so anxious!
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