Re-embroidering life

After returning from Siyifang, Shui Qinghua saw the lights in the yard and heard the sound of children running and playing before she even stepped into the house. Shui Qinghua's heart warmed up and she took a few quick steps and pushed open the door.

A wave of warmth came over her, wrapping her tightly. Yuhua and Qinxin were cooking dinner, and the yard was filled with the tempting aroma of food.

The old lady ordered Tan to make up for the shortfall in the past few years. Tan had already squandered all the money, so she had to sell a few of her dowry jewelry to collect more than 200 taels. Since the money was sent, the food in the third room has improved noticeably, and Shui Qinghua's medicine money has also been provided.

The crying child gets the milk, Qinghua deeply felt this. Just by crying in front of the old lady, she got the money, the maid, and the sister-in-law became more restrained. In the past, she was really stupid.

Fei'er and Rui'er were playing games. Rui'er would pop into the kitchen from time to time to ask Qinxin when dinner would be ready. The wet nurse was holding Wei'er and walking around in the yard. Wei'er was babbling, but no one knew what she was saying.

Shui Qinghua smiled. No one knew the value of worldly life better than she did.

"Why don't you go in?" a man's voice sounded behind him.

Shui Qinghua turned her head and saw that the moon had risen. Ji Zimo looked at her tenderly, his face covered with a faint moonlight.

Seeing him like this, a ripple can't help but appear in my heart.

He had been acting very abnormal recently, coming over every day to have dinner and play with the children. Since he came more often, even Fei'er had become more and more like a child, and had learned to act like a spoiled child and compete with Rui'er for favor. Her former steadiness and dignity disappeared overnight.

This is a good thing, and Shui Qinghua is happy to see it happen.

In the previous life, the three daughters did not grow up as expected.

Fei'er was thoughtful and her mother was cowardly. She had been consciously acting as her mother's protector since she was young. She had gone against her grandmother, aunt, and father, and had developed a sharp tongue. After that, when outsiders mentioned Ji Fei, they only thought of her as the powerful and rebellious girl.

Rui'er is introverted and eats when she encounters something unpleasant. She started to gain weight when she was six or seven years old. She was originally the most beautiful girl in the Ji family, but after she turned ten, she looked like she was blown up, with a round waist and would pant when she walked hurriedly. Several cousins ​​from the eldest house gave her nicknames and laughed at her, which made her feel more and more inferior. She would eat when she was bullied, and she would get fatter when she ate, falling into a vicious cycle.

Needless to say, Wei Er never talked to anyone since she was a child. She always stayed alone and could watch ants all day. The Ji family said that she was not healthy and would damage the Ji family's fortune. Tan even suggested sending her to a temple. She and Ji Zimo fought hard to save her.

When she was reborn, she had only two wishes: to raise her three daughters again, and to live a decent life herself.

This time, she would not allow the absence of a father in her child's growth.

The couple walked into the yard side by side, and the children ran over with cheers. Ji Zimo held one of them in each hand, patted their heads, and took Wei'er from the nurse's hands, holding her in his arms to tease her. Fei'er and Rui'er rushed to report their day's life to their parents, complaining about each other, asking their parents to make the decision, chirping like a thousand ducks, and Shui Qinghua's head was about to explode.

In the past, she would not allow her daughters to be so outgoing. She always restrained them, not allowing them to make noises and abide by the rules, so as not to annoy their father. After her rebirth, she no longer restrained her children's temperament. They were like sunflowers, and with a little sunshine and rain, they grew wildly and showed the basic characteristics of children.

Ji Zimo also liked this atmosphere of having his children around him. He didn't like to go to the backyard before, because the two children were afraid of him. They would hang their heads when they saw him and wouldn't even look at him when they talked. He was a quiet person and didn't know how to get along with his daughters, so he didn't talk when he ate or slept, and would leave after eating.

Since Qinghua gave birth to Wei'er, both mother and daughter have changed a lot. For the first time, he felt the freshness and fun of family life. He attributed all this to Wei'er's birth. Wei'er was his lucky star, but he didn't understand why his wife didn't like Wei'er.

After dinner, Yuhua and Qinxin took the children to bathe and settle down. Shui Qinghua served two cups of tea, and the couple sat opposite each other. They rarely spent time together like this, and both felt a little embarrassed and unaccustomed.

Shui Qinghua deliberately left Ji Zimo behind. Opening an embroidery workshop was a big deal. Although it was under the name of her elder sister, she was the one doing the work and would be away from home often. As she could imagine, her mother-in-law would not agree and might even be angry. She had to get her husband's support first.

After organizing her thoughts, Shui Qinghua spoke. She talked about her experience of visiting the embroidery workshop during this period, talked about her vision for the future, hesitated for a moment, and finally mentioned the one-year agreement between Siyifang and herself.

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent. Shui Qinghua looked at Ji Zimo tentatively.

"Qinghua, you really surprised me." Ji Zimo breathed a sigh of relief. "During this period of time, I feel like I am getting to know you again every day." Sometimes she is resolute, sometimes sharp, sometimes shy, and now she shows her idealistic and talented side. When she spoke, her eyes were shining with longing and confidence, dazzling, as if she had been reborn. He had never seen Qinghua like this before.

It turns out she is really beautiful.

For the first time in his life, his heartstrings were gently plucked.

In his opinion, women should not show their faces in public, but looking at Qinghua's sparkling eyes, he couldn't say a word of objection.

It seems that he has always looked down on her. Not only him, but the entire Ji family has looked down on her. She is right. She is the daughter of a scholar. There is nothing that is not worthy of him. It is the Ji family that is still intoxicated with the glory of the past and has refused to face reality for seven or eight years.

For a moment, he had a desire to see the embroidered screen with galloping horses in person, after all, it was supposed to be his birthday present. At the same time, he also had a sense of urgency. His wife had special skills, so what right did he have to slack off?

"It's not easy to produce one hundred drawings a year. What do you plan to do?" Ji Zimo asked.

Shui Qinghua's eyes sparkled with joy: "So, you don't object?"

Ji Zimo smiled and shook his head: "In ancient times, Huang Daopo clothed the world and was revered by later generations. If you can really create an embroidery school, you might be remembered in history. Why would I stop you?"

Shui Qinghua was a little embarrassed: "I don't have such a big heart to leave my name in history. I am an ordinary little woman. I just want to do something in this life instead of being trapped in the inner house."

"I understand. I don't know how to embroider, but I'm good at drawing. Maybe I can help you."

"Really?" Shui Qinghua had many ideas about the pattern, but she had no systematic learning of painting. When it came to painting, how many people in the world could surpass Ji Zimo? She just thought that if he didn't object, it would be great. How could she expect him to take the initiative to help?

Shui Qinghua put down a big stone in her heart. This time she did not hesitate and said openly: "It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. I can't rely on you forever. I want to learn painting. Can you teach me?"

"Of course!" Ji Zimo agreed immediately, with a secret joy in his heart. Ever since she asked him to find a doctor, he had experienced being needed and relied on by his wife, and to be honest, this feeling was not bad. Teaching her to paint meant that the two of them would have more time to spend alone together, and a sense of excitement and anticipation surged in his heart.

Ever since Qinghua got pregnant with Ji Wei, Ji Zimo slept alone in the study room. It had been almost a year since the two of them had had sex. Looking at the beauty under the lamp, Ji Zimo couldn't help but feel excited, but thinking that she was still recuperating, he could only suppress his restlessness.

After being married for many years, Shui Qinghua understood Ji Zimo's eyes. In her previous life, her health deteriorated after she gave birth to Ji Wei, and she consciously avoided marital affairs. Naturally, they later lived in the front yard and the back yard, and became increasingly distant. Including her previous life, Shui Qinghua had not slept in the same bed with her husband for many years. In this life, she would not consider this matter until she was fully recovered.

"How are you feeling these days? Are you taking your medicines on time?" Ji Zimo asked with concern.

"Yes, I feel much stronger now. As long as I don't overwork myself, I can move around normally."

"Don't be careless. Doctor Chen said you need to keep taking the treatment for a year."

"Don't worry, I know."

The lights in the courtyard gradually went out. The moon set in the west, and the dawn broke. It was a new day.