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After cautiously exiting the room, Yun Qiao called Ruoxi and went directly to the backyard.
Liu Qi was already waiting beside the carriage. When he saw someone approaching, he said again:
"We'll find a tailor in a while. It's the Chinese New Year, and the children need new clothes to wear. Each of us will make two sets, and I'll pay for them."
"Okay, I won't be polite to you." Yun Qiao agreed.
The three people got on the carriage, and Qinggui drove out.
When they arrived at the tailor shop, Ruoxi got out of the car to call the tailor, but Yunqiao and the others did not get out of the car.
"I'm afraid that the people will look at me and say hello and say hello, which will waste my time."
There is one person sleeping at home. I have to go back quickly.
The old tailor entered the car, but Ruoxi did not come in and sit down.
The green ghost raised his whip and the carriage continued to walk out of the city.
"Miss Yun? Why didn't you leave?"
The old man was somewhat surprised when he saw Yun Qiao.
Yun Qiao smiled and shook her head and said:
"No, I'll leave tomorrow. Why, are you chasing me away?"
"How dare you." The old man shook his head hurriedly and said with a smile, "Everyone didn't see you a few days ago and thought you were gone."
Yun Qiao nodded after hearing this and said smoothly:
"I went to a foreign country and came back yesterday."
Liu Qi turned his head and looked aside when he heard this.
¡°She is a sister-in-law who dares to say anything, just open her mouth.
Hearing this, the old man asked with concern:
"That's all taken care of? Do you need anything? If you need anything, just let me know. The old man will do his best."
Yun Qiao smiled and nodded.
"Thank you, Master, for your concern. Everything has been taken care of. By the way, how many years have you been making clothes?"
¡°Oh, I started being an apprentice when I was six years old.¡±
"Six years old? So young?" Yun Qiao was surprised.
The old man sighed with a smile and said:
"No, I can't do anything. My hands are still shaking when holding scissors. But my family can't support me, so I have to go. I became a craftsman when I was twelve years old, and I have been doing it now. Who are you going to make clothes for, girl?"
"Oh, I took in those children in the city whose parents died during the epidemic."
¡°The old man knows this, and everyone in Beiyuan County also knows it.
He kept nodding his head, giving a thumbs up, and said:
"Miss Yun is a good person! A very good person. Are you looking for this old guy to make clothes for those children?"
"Yes." Yun Qiao responded, pointing at Liu Qi, "My second sister-in-law said it was time to celebrate the New Year, so she took out the materials, called it a day, and found someone to make two new clothes for the children."
The old man understood this and said "Ouch" again.
Before he could speak, the carriage suddenly moved slowly.
"What's going on?" Yun Qiao asked while looking outside.
Liu Qi was also puzzled and patted the car door.
Soon, the carriage stopped,
The old master said "ah" and explained:
"By the way, a notice was posted in front of the city gate early in the morning. It said that in the future, soldiers in the military camp will have family leave once every two years. But everyone has to take turns, seven days at a time. Only those with more than two years of military service can do it."
Hearing this, Yun Qiao and Liu Qi looked at each other, knowing that this was definitely Xuanyuan Ye's handiwork.
????????????????????? Be obedient, you are meticulous in your work, and you can¡¯t make any mistakes!
The old master sighed softly and continued:
"This is our army stationed in the North in Beiyuan County. No other military camp has such good things. Once you enter the army gate, unless you are old enough to go home, if you return early, you will either have missing arms or legs, or well!"
Yun Qiao nodded in understanding but said nothing.
Soon, Ruoxi came back and said what the old master had just said outside the car.
The carriage moved forward slowly, and the carriage was quiet for a while.
After burning the incense, the car picked up speed. The old master looked at Liu Qi and asked:
¡°Second Young Mistress, I started hearing some news yesterday, but I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s true or not.¡±
"What news?" Liu Qi asked casually.
She is so confused that she can¡¯t figure it out!
The old master bit his lower lip, thought for a moment and then said:
"That's right, there are rumors on the streets that the epidemic a few days ago was caused by those barbarians from Beiqi. They drugged our well, so"
He didn¡¯t say the next words, but both of them understood what he meant.
Liu Qi shook his head and said softly:
"I really don't know about this news. It should be false. The two Koreas signed an armistice agreement and opened mutual trade not long ago. Beiqi should not do this."
When the old master heard this, he sighed and said:
"The second young lady thinks that the old man is too old and shouldn't know these things, right?"
"Ah? I didn't." Liu Qi shook his head.
This question was a bit unexpected.
Why are you asking this suddenly?
Yunqiao, who was nearby, also hurriedly echoed:
"Master, we really haven't heard the news you just mentioned. Where did you hear it?"
"The troops stationed in the North bypassed Beiyuan and were stationed at Hushi. Although we were all sick at the time, we knew something about it." The old master said hurriedly.
For Yunqiao, he was still embarrassed to criticize her.
Yun Qiao nodded understandingly, turned to look at Liu Qi beside her, and asked deliberately:
"Is this really the case?"
"I don't know. It's natural for the troops stationed in the North to be stationed at the border."
After finishing speaking, Liu Qi said again without waiting for the master to emphasize:
¡°It¡¯s been a small team all year, but now so many people have passed by, it¡¯s really hard to explain.¡±
The old master nodded and said nothing more.
? Judging from the looks of the two of them, they must be really unaware. Maybe what is being said outside is all lies.
He thinks so, Liu Qi and Yun Qiao are completely different.
It won¡¯t be long before Beiqi¡¯s ¡°evil deeds¡± will be exposed.
Speaking of which, it¡¯s not that I won¡¯t report it, it¡¯s just that the time has not come yet.
The carriage stopped at the pasture outside the city.
The vast lawn has no shelter, and the wind is blowing hard!
Yunqiao got out of the car and put on a simple face towel in advance.
It was blowing right here and she couldn't breathe.
With great difficulty, she was led into the house by Liu Qi, and the two worlds inside and outside finally allowed her to take a breather.
The old master was helped in by Qing Gui and Ruoxi.
Yang Mi was coaxing the children in the house, Ba Shu was not at home, and Ruotang was not in the main room either.
"Girl, Hun, Second Young Mistress, why are you here? Come in quickly, it's warm inside. Ruotang is next door. There are more than 20 children over there."
Yun Qiao didn't rush over to take a look. She had just finished being blown by the wind, so she took a moment to speak.
Liu Qi pointed at the old master and said:
"It's almost the Chinese New Year. I asked the tailor to come over and measure the children and make two sets of clothes."
When Yang Mi heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Oh, my second young lady is so considerate of me. I'm still thinking, I can't do it with so many children. I'm thinking that if it doesn't work, I'll just order a ready-made one."
Yunqiao sat next to her, looked at her condition and said:
"Don't worry, they are just staying here temporarily. When my house starts construction and the house is built after the new year, I will take them all away."
Hearing this, Yang Mi boldly said:
¡°Girl, can we keep two of us?¡±
"Leave two? What are you doing?"
"The pasture is too big. Bashu can't handle it himself, and he doesn't dare to find anyone. Among these children, there are four or five in their teens, and we want to keep two of them." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel. com