After the birth of a woman, the whole family depends on me to bring honor to the family

Song Jing sat in his seat, looking at his cloth which seemed to have been touched. He had clearly marked it, and if it had been touched, then it could only be the guy who shared the room with him.

When Liu Xiaoman came to work, he hummed a tune and looked at Song Jing casually. Seeing Song Jing sitting at her seat embroidering clothes, he had a sly smile on his face.

Embroider! You won't embroider later. How can you make a lot of money? If it weren't for you, these customers would all belong to me.

It has to be said that jealousy can change a person beyond all recognition and make him do bad things by any means necessary.

Soon, Liu Xiaoman will do his own work. He also received an order yesterday. It was a custom-made suit for a male servant of a wealthy family. After receiving his monthly salary, he wanted to buy himself a set of nice clothes to wear during his vacation.

As he was working on it, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his thread. He compared it with the finished clothes and was completely stunned.

The guy asked for sky blue, but he embroidered it as light blue. That's not right. He had already matched the thread yesterday, so there's no way he could have made a mistake.

Then there was only one result, that was someone had touched his line. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Jing fiercely.

"Did you change my line? Was it you?"

Song Jing ignored him and continued embroidering the clothes. In this world, all clothes are made by hand, and if there is a mistake in the thread, it will be difficult to redo the work.

The dismantled wires cannot be used. If you want to use them again, you have to pay money. This is the regulation. Otherwise, everyone who receives an order will have to re-work the wires, and the boss will suffer a lot.

Liu Xiaoman was extremely angry. He thought Song Jing must have changed his line. However, he felt uncomfortable when he saw Song Jing's fearless look.

He stood up and walked towards Song Jing with red eyes, holding a pair of sharp scissors in his hand, walking towards him step by step.

"I advise you to calm down and don't be impulsive! Do you know? This piece of cloth is only worth one or two taels of silver. The cloth you exchanged yesterday was given to me by my boss. If I tell my boss, can you still work here?"

Song Jing was embroidering her clothes without even raising her head, her tone was cold and calm, as if she didn't take him seriously at all.

Liu Xiaoman stopped and could hardly hold the scissors in his hand. He originally wanted to cut up all his fabrics, but he was suddenly awakened by what he said.

After all, he grew up in a county town, where every family was competing with each other and scheming against each other. If he really lost this job because of his impulse, the consequences would be something he could not imagine.

He might be married by his mother to a woman who offered a large dowry. No matter how old he was, he would be sold as long as the dowry was enough. However, after he had this livelihood, his status in the family was obviously much higher.

"Why did you change my line? You've already received several big orders, why are you targeting me?"

Liu Xiaoman stared at his face as he embroidered clothes with gritted teeth.

"Why did you change my fabric? This dress cost me 150 taels of silver, and it was made of the finest fabric. Why did you change my fabric for inferior fabric? What was your intention?"

Song Jing raised her head and looked straight into his eyes. Liu Xiaoman lowered his head guiltily. He was just jealous. The worst that could happen was that he could just switch back.

Seeing that he was unrepentant and had no idea of ​​the seriousness of the problem, Song Jing said coldly again.

"Since we don't get along, I will ask the boss to change rooms. As for the cloth, you should return it as soon as possible. After all, I have applied to the boss for a replacement. I believe it won't be long before the boss comes to take the cloth back. When he finds it from your place, what do you think you will face?"

"No, you can't tell the boss that I can just go back. Why are you so vicious and want to kill everyone?"

"Oh! I want to kill you all? Don't think that I am easy to bully just because I came from the countryside. I am kind. Let me tell you, I, Song Jing, am not a good person. If you provoke me, I will definitely tear a piece of your flesh off."

Seeing Song Jing say these cold words, he was so scared that he sat on the ground.

But Song Jing was still calmly embroidering his clothes, with no flaws in her expression, as if she had not said anything just now.

Liu Xiaoman went back and found the cloth and put it on his desk, but Song Jing didn't even look at it.

However, soon the boss sent someone to get the cloth. This was good material and could not be left alone.

After the cloth was taken away, Liu Xiaoman broke out in sweat. If the cloth really could not be found and someone found the cloth from him, he would become a thief, and it would not be as simple as being fired.

He didn't expect Song Jing to be so cruel. He was truly a scary guy with a lot of scheming. It seemed that he should avoid provoking him in the future.

After finishing the work, he got up to drink a glass of water and went to the toilet. Seeing Liu Xiaoman sleeping after making clothes, he sneered on his face, what a fool.

She took the half-embroidered piece of clothing and looked at the pattern, then made changes wherever she was not satisfied.

In the afternoon, when Song Jushu went to pick up Song Xin, he found that he was in a daze.

She didn't ask any questions, and just waited for him to go to school and ask the teacher tomorrow if he had any doubts.

Song Yu was doing boxing on the plum blossom pole in the yard. For a one-year-old kid, isn't the height a bit too high to do boxing on the plum blossom pole?

But the Song family thought this was normal, as if everything Song Yu did should go so smoothly.

"Okay, sister, you are awesome. I want to learn from you."

Song Xin said something inexplicable, leaving the whole family confused. They didn't know what was wrong with this naughty boy.

The family had another warm meal.

In this peaceful day, time passes one after another, and another year is coming to an end.

Song Yu is two years old.

Song Yi's face darkened a lot. He held his sister and played happily on the plum blossom pile. Song Xin also stood on a pile, but he didn't dare to move. He just sat on the pile and watched his sister's high-end operations.

Song Jing looked at the package on the bed. This year's clothes were much more exquisite than last year's, and the fabrics were better. There were also a lot of jewelry and two boxes of pastries.

He put it away silently and locked it in the cabinet his mother had made for him. He sat on the bed in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

After Fudan came back with Song Yi, he happily circled around Song Yu every day, and it was obvious that he was very happy.

The New Year's Eve in the county town is much more lively than that in Luoshan Village. No household looks poor and hungry or cold, and they are all filled with joy and happiness.

There were also several wealthy families setting off firecrackers, which not only made a loud noise like thunder, but also attracted many people to watch.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and the choking smoke. It was hard to tell what was good about it. Song Yu sat on her mother's shoulder. The smoke kept floating into her eyes, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

And in Luoshan Village.

Yang Chun held the basin and stared at the locked door of the Song family for a long time. Then he turned and left with a wry smile. Why couldn't he remember it?

The Song family has left Luoshan Village and may never come back. What is he still looking forward to?