Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

With Yu Qiaoyun's announcement and Li Yinyin's personal instruction, the women of the Li family in Shangshui Village sprang into action, and even some young boys were brought along to learn.

Fifth Sister-in-law, along with several of her sisters-in-law who were skilled in needlework, would come to Li Yinyin's door every day.

And you know what? When the group of them got together, they actually made a breakthrough in their research on materials.

Compared to lace made of cotton thread, lace made of twisted silk thread is lighter and more flowing, and has a very strong drape.

Looking at the lace, Li Yinyin suddenly thought of organza.

"Fifth Sister-in-law, what do you think the effect would be if we used the lightest gauze as the base and started embroidering floral patterns that people from the Western Regions like from the bottom edge upwards?"

Fifth Sister-in-law thought for a moment and said, "That makes it even easier. Apart from the fact that embroidery is hard on the eyes and takes longer, it's much easier than studying lace from scratch."

The other women also said, "As long as there's a pattern, it doesn't matter what you embroider."

Upon hearing this, Li Yinyin quickly drew out several patterns: "Then let's try it ourselves first. If the result is good, we'll ask our elder brother to find more embroiderers to specialize in making this."

A whole set of specially made export goods, initially only for export, but after gaining a reputation, a small portion is kept and then sold domestically. The value of this is soaring, it's like climbing a ladder to heaven.

Although the women started working, they hesitated on their faces: "Yinyin, this is simple, we can do it ourselves, why bother finding other embroiderers?"

“Oh my sisters-in-law, embroidery is such hard work. You have to keep your head down all day long, carefully trying not to make a mistake. It’s hard on your eyes and hands, and you can’t even make much,” Li Yinyin pulled out Fifth Sister’s hand to show everyone. “Look, such beautiful hands. How can you waste them on this kind of hard work all day long?”

After a few words, the sisters-in-law's expressions improved, and Li Yinyin explained carefully: "If we work together to develop something new, and then hand it over to someone else to do it, we can just wait to collect the money. Isn't that better? Do you really want to sit in the embroidery room all day until you're dizzy and have no time to even talk to your family?"

Fifth Sister-in-law, quick-witted, understood her meaning immediately and said, "I wouldn't want to. Doing embroidery occasionally is fine, but doing it every day might damage my eyes. Yinyin really cares about us."

Li Yinyin said smugly, "You are my sisters-in-law. If I don't care about you, who else should I care about?"

Her posture made all the women in the room laugh.

"Thank goodness Yinyin is a girl, if it were a boy..."

Li Yinyin asked curiously, "So what if it's a boy?"

The sister-in-law smiled and said, "If it were a boy, I'd have to ask my second cousin to keep a close eye on you, otherwise, you'd attract the hearts of countless girls."

Fifth Sister-in-law thought for a moment and said, "You know what, you really do think Yin Yin is a bit like that."

Li Yinyin laughed so hard she leaned against her: "Why should I be the one to control me just because I'm a boy? Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't fall in love with every boy I see and attract the hearts of countless young men?"

Fifth Sister-in-law knew that she wanted to find a husband to marry into the family, so she said, "Sure, sure, as long as you can handle it, you can find as many as you want. But there's one condition: they have to be devoted to you."

“I’ll listen to you, sister-in-law,” Li Yinyin said earnestly. “In the future, I will definitely find a husband who will be devoted to me, who will only have me in his heart, and who will be as handsome as an angel.”

Her other sisters-in-law teased her, "Didn't you just say you were going to seduce a few more? How come you've only got one now?"

Li Yinyin sighed and looked melancholy: "If he really were as beautiful as an angel, I definitely wouldn't want him to be sad. I might end up like that tyrannical emperor in the play, my heart aches the moment my beauty frowns, and I wouldn't care about other people's admiration."

The sisters-in-law all burst into laughter, and none of them took her words seriously.

Even Li Yinyin herself was just joking at the moment, saying that being able to make her sisters-in-law happy meant it was effective.

As for the future, it's too early to say, who can say for sure?

In Shangshui Village, all the families related to the Li surname gathered together, busy with their own affairs. The other families, who were not surnamed Li and had not married Li girls, were somewhat bewildered.

Suddenly, there's nowhere to even visit each other?

For several days, Mu's mother lived in fear at home. She neither saw Li Chengming nor the village chief, nor was she bullied by the Li family women who were busy learning their craft. She thought they were afraid of her son, and immediately perked up again.

Before Mu Xianyun returned to the village, his tax-exempt land quota had been almost entirely booked by his family.

Mu Xianyun initially didn't think much of it, but after asking who the items had been given to, his expression immediately changed.

Because he had achieved academic success, his family no longer dared to look down on him as before. So when he frowned, even his mother hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why is my son suddenly unhappy?"

Mu Xianyun looked at his grandparents: "It's only right that our family's land is registered under my name, but why isn't there a single Li family among the quotas allocated to the villagers?"

Seeing his family members looking at each other, none of them daring to answer, Mu Xianyun knew there was more to it than met the eye, but he remained calm and composed: "In Shangshui Village, the Li family is a powerful clan, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they have absolute power."

“Our family lives in Shangshui Village and has received a lot of protection from the Li family. Now that we have the opportunity to repay them, we are excluding them. What will the Li family think of us? Can we continue to live peacefully in Shangshui Village?”

Mother Mu's face flushed with embarrassment, and she sat up in unease: "My son, you are now a scholar, your status is different. They should be respecting you, not sacrificing your own interests to win them over."

Alright, Mu Xianyun understood. The root of the problem lay with his mother.

He sighed, “Mother, even if I pass the imperial examination and become an official, you will still have to live in Shangshui Village. Unless our whole family, from grandparents to siblings, follows me wherever I go, how can we not maintain a good relationship with Li?”

Is it possible for the whole family to accompany you wherever you go? Of course not.

Leaving aside the expenses of supporting a large family, the health of the elderly and young children alone would not be able to withstand such strenuous labor. Besides, their land is all here; what farmer would abandon their land and leave?

Only those with land are farmers; those without land are refugees, rootless.

The Mu family was startled by Mu Xianyun's words. They originally thought it was just a quarrel between Mu's mother and Li Yinyin, and that it was none of their business, so they could stay out of it.

Now that their own interests were at stake, they quickly began to tell Mu Xianyun the whole story, not daring to show any favoritism towards Mu's mother.

"Neither the Li family elder brother nor the village chief came looking for us?" Mu Xianyun's heart sank; this didn't seem like something Li Chengming would do.

Mu Xianyun dared not stay at home any longer, so he got up and went outside: "I'm going to the Li family to apologize to Yinyin."

"Apologize?" Mother Mu couldn't sit still any longer. "My son is a scholar, how could that girl Li Yinyin be worthy of making my son apologize!"

Grandmother Mu was regretting her leniency towards Mu's mother that day. Upon hearing this, she gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, for whose fault is my dear grandson that he would abandon his dignity as a scholar to apologize to a young girl?"

"Tell me, who is this for?"