The happy little days of the Ye family

The sky was still gray, and the hardworking rooster began to crow.

Just as the Ye family's rooster began to crow, the crow sounded again from Ye Qingmei's house next door, and for a while the village was filled with rooster crows.

Amid the crowing of cocks and barking of dogs, the hard-working farmers got up one after another.

Smoke gradually rose from every household, and the aroma of various breakfasts began to fill the air in Taohua Village.

Along with the sound of roosters crowing at home, people from the Ye family also got up one after another.

Ye Qingqing's embroidery still has the last bit of finishing touches. He stayed up all night last night and didn't finish the embroidery until midnight.

After finishing the embroidery, Ye Qingqing fell directly on the bed, turned over and snored.

The chicken pen at home is very close to Ye Qingqing's house. When the first chicken crow sounded, Ye Qingqing heard it.

But Ye Qingqing's eyes seemed to be stuck with paste and he couldn't open them.

My body was so limp that I couldn't get up at all, so I fell asleep again amid a burst of rooster crows.

Ye Qingqing's room is next to Ye's mother and Ye's father. Ye's mother knows everything about what's going on in Ye Qingqing's room.

Ye's mother also knew that Ye Qingqing stayed up late last night doing embroidery, so she deliberately didn't wake her up during breakfast.

Knowing that Ye Qingqing stayed up late last night doing embroidery, Mrs. Ye couldn't help but muttered:

"Girl Qingqing, her embroidery can't run away. Can't she do it the next day? She stupidly insists on staying up all night to do it."

"If your body is damaged, you don't need to take medicine."

Old Mrs. Ye complained, but she helped Ye Qingqing prepare breakfast and put it in the pot to warm.

Mother Ye thought that Ye Qingqing had stayed up late last night doing embroidery, and specially left an extra boiled egg for her to replenish her body.

After breakfast, Father Ye hurriedly drove the donkey cart out to the town. He still had to watch the workers building the house.

The construction of the two houses in the town started at the same time. Now most of them have been built, and they will be ready for construction in about half a month.

Father Ye was very concerned about his two houses and kept an eye on Fang Lin and the workers every day.

In addition, I have to take time to go to Uncle Tang's house to see the finished tables and shelves. I am so busy every day that my feet never touch the floor.

Ye Donglin was in a good mood as usual, driving the donkey cart to set up a stall on the pier.

Ye Donglin received news on the dock yesterday that the previous county magistrate had been promoted to the provincial capital.

Just a few days ago, a new county magistrate took office.

Ye Donglin found out that the new county magistrate was the concubine of a high-ranking official in the capital. He came to be the county magistrate for a formality and would have to be transferred back sooner or later.

As for whether stalls can still be set up at the pier, there are different opinions, and all kinds of gossip are flying everywhere. This made all the stall owners on the pier panic.

But Ye Donglin is not worried, because his family's house is already under construction, and he will be able to open his own grocery store soon.

Recently, Ye Donglin has been making a list of what goods to bring to the grocery store.

The shop is near the academy, and there are many scholars coming and going. It would be best to open a few new shelves to sell things for scholars.

The original ceramic pen holders, ceramic pen holders and bamboo carved pen holders on the stall are quite suitable.

There are merchants from all over the world on the dock, and Ye Donglin has also been asking recently, looking for merchants who can provide pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

However, the things used by these scholars are too expensive. I just found two of them, but Ye Donglin's capital is simply not enough.

Ye Donglin wants to buy a batch of cheap reading supplies. The quality doesn't have to be high, the most important thing is they are affordable.

Most of the academies in the town are ordinary students. Their families are not very well off, and they probably can't afford expensive things.

When Ye Qingqing got up, the house was quiet.

Today, Ye Qingqing is tall and has a pretty face, as vibrant as a young bamboo shoot that has just emerged from the ground.

The door to Ye's mother's room was ajar, and Ye Qingqing stood at the door and quietly leaned in to look inside.

At this time, Ye Mu was sitting in front of the window with her head down doing embroidery. She noticed Ye Qingqing's gaze, raised her head and said with a smile:

"You little lazy boy, the sun is already scorching your butt. Why don't you hurry up and wash up and have breakfast?"

Ye Qingqing opened the door and walked in, smiling and saying:

"My embroidery is ready. Mom, please take a look at it and see if there is anything that needs to be improved."

"Okay, I'll be there later. You go and have breakfast quickly. If you don't go, your breakfast will be cold."

Ye Mu sent Ye Qingqing to wash up, and then speeded up the movements of her hands.

After Ye Mu finished embroidering the small flowers that she had embroidered immediately, she got up and went to Ye Qingqing's room.

Ye Qingqing washed up and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Opening the lid of the pot, there was warm sweet potato porridge, as well as a salted duck egg and a hard-boiled egg.

Ye Qingqing brought the sweet potato porridge up first. It was still warm and just fit into your mouth.

Ye Qingqing peeled the hard-boiled eggs and put them into the porridge to eat together.

Ye Qingqing actually doesn't like eating hard-boiled eggs directly. He thinks the egg whites have no taste and the yolks inside are too dry.

Ye Qingqing likes to break hard-boiled eggs and mix them into the porridge to eat. This way, the porridge has the aroma of eggs, and the egg yolks are not dry, making it taste particularly delicious.

The salted duck eggs are pickled by Mrs. Ye, and they taste particularly good. When you peel away the protein on the outside, golden oil will flow out.

Ye Qingqing also learned how to pickle salted duck eggs from Mrs. Ye, but the taste was still not as good as Mrs. Ye's.

Ye Qingqing was also puzzled. The materials used were obviously the same, and the techniques were taught step by step by Mrs. Ye.

How come the salted duck eggs made by Mrs. Ye are not as delicious as those made by Mrs. Ye?

After breakfast, Ye Qingqing rinsed the used dishes and chopsticks with water, and then hurried to the room.

At this time, Ye Mu was in the room looking at the embroidery that Ye Qingqing had just finished last night.

What Ye Qingqing made this time was a peony painting. The peonies on the embroidered painting were graceful, luxurious and lifelike.

For this embroidery picture, Ye Qingqing used the best silk and the best embroidery thread. He also used a lot of gold thread. The capital cost alone cost ten taels of silver.

The embroidered picture looks very grand, with a graceful and luxurious beauty. Ye Qingqing feels that this is the best embroidered picture she has ever done.

Ye Mu was also very satisfied with Ye Qingqing's embroidery this time, but in the end, Ye Mu found two errors in the stitching.

The two mistakes happened to be made by Ye Qingqing who stayed up late last night.

Moreover, the two wrong acupuncture methods were the simplest and most basic acupuncture methods. Ye Qingqing was so embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her head.

Ye's mother teased Ye Qingqing, "They tell you not to stay up late doing embroidery. You will not only tire yourself out, but also embroider wrongly. It's not worth the gain."

Ye Qingqing promised in a low voice: "I will never stay up late doing embroidery again."

It's really embarrassing that such basic acupuncture techniques are used incorrectly.

Mother Ye pinched Ye Qingqing's pouty little face and said cheerfully:

"Hurry up and improve these two small places. I will go to your grandma's house and tell your second aunt and second cousin that I will go to the county tomorrow to sell embroidery."