When she got home, Xiangfeng had been waiting outside the door. When she saw Li Zaoer coming back, she went out to greet her. She saw the fish in her hand, her face changed and asked in surprise: "This fish?"

"Oh, I met the fourth brother, he gave it to me." Li Zaoer was busy taking the fish to the kitchen.

Xiangfeng pulled her and asked uneasily: "He didn't ask about this medicine..."

Understand that Xiangfeng was afraid that people would know, Li Zaoer lowered her head and said, "The fourth brother insisted on asking, I had no choice, so she made up a reason, saying that my sister-in-law had applied the wrong rouge and had a red spot on her face... Did she cause trouble for her sister-in-law?" By the way, she made up the lie on Li Fu's side.

"It's okay." Xiangfeng calmed down and felt that she was a little embarrassed by Li Zaoer. As long as others didn't know that this was a child-seeking child, it would be fine. She immediately took the medicine and went to the kitchen with Li Zaoer to cook.

I told myself in my heart that I should not be anxious or anxious. But just two days later, Li Zaoer decided to go to Li Fu to find out the slightest.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a delicate girl of fourteen or fifteen years old standing at the gate, talking to Xiangfeng shyly.

"Sister Qiaoyu?" Li Zaoer quickly greeted her. This girl is no better than others. She just got engaged with Li Kang, but Li Zaoer's future third sister-in-law.

"It just so happens that Qiaoyu is looking for you." Xiangfeng saw Li Zaoer coming out, pulled Qiaoyu over, gave a few instructions, and then went there.

"Miss Zaoer, are you free?" Qiaoyu held a small bag in her arms and said with her head down.

"I have time and time." Li Zaoer took Qiaoyu's hand and entered his house. The house was renovated a few years ago. Li Zaoer had his own room. Although it was a little smaller, it was cleaned neatly and comfortable.

"That's right, my father asked someone to send a message, so I want to ask Zaoer girl to help write a reply. "Qiaoyu untied her small bag, took a wrinkled letter, looked at Li Zaoer, pursed her lips and smiled, "You know, my mother and I are illiterate, and I go out to ask someone to write, and I have to spend money..." Suddenly, I found that this was unpleasant, and she hurriedly changed her words, "I mean, Zaoer girl is an acquaintance..."

"I understand!" Li Zaoer interrupted Qiaoyu's words, took the pen and ink, and sighed secretly.

Qiaoyu lives in Zhenbeitou. Her father left home to join the army in the year of the severe drought. Only her and her mother Qiu were left at home. Both mother and daughter are good-looking, honest and kind. Zhou likes her because of her gentle personality than Xiangfeng. However, although Xiangfeng is gentle, she is careful in dealing with things and speaking with caution, and Qiaoyu...

Forget it, Li Zaoer picked up the pen. As long as she was not bad-minded and looked good, she would have a son. She would be considered a good woman here. "What do you want to write?"

Qiaoyu thought about it and shook her head embarrassedly, "I don't know what to say. In short, I just said that my mother and I miss my father very much, so I want him to go home quickly. The family has been much better in the past few years, so I told him not to worry about it. My sister would write whatever she thinks is good."

Li Zaoer has been practicing calligraphy over the years. Without a master, although she can't pay attention to regular script and official script, she just needs to write the characters as well as clearly as possible. After pondering for a while, Li Zaoer waved it and read it word by word to Qiaoyu. Seeing her nodding in confusion, she sighed, blew the ink dry, folded it, and stuffed it into the envelope, "When will I come back?"

Qiaoyu put the letter carefully into the bag, shook her head and said sadly: "Dad didn't say anything." Her eyes turned red, and she lowered her head and said: "I heard that there is a war in the south, and I don't know where my father is now..."

Frowning, Li Zaoer had also heard of the war, but it was almost said that it was from this town. Qiaoyu's father shouldn't be so unlucky. He was sent to the war, right? If that's the case... "I didn't say it in the uncle's letter, where is he now?"

"No." Qiao Yu was about to cry, sitting by the kang, braiding a handkerchief, "Dad, he always reported good news but not bad news."

Unable to bear to see her sadness, Li Zaoer deliberately teased her and made a move to force her to reply to the letter, "Yes, I forgot to write it. I have to write it on the letter, saying that Sister Qiaoyu is going to marry my third brother as a wife, and I have to ask my uncle to prepare a dowry."

When talking about the marriage, Qiaoyu's cheeks turned red and she said shyly: "Dad asked someone to come back for a little money this time, saying that she was giving me a dowry..."

"Oh—" Li Zaoer elongated her voice, approached Qiaoyu, and said narrowly: "Since you have a dowry, when will you be your wife for my third brother?"

"You little girl!" Qiaoyu patted Li Zaoer's hand, turned around, and married some colorful threads from the bag, and said, "Zaoer, do you know how to make peace buckles? Help me see, how do you do this?"

"Okay, let me see..." Li Zaoer agreed readily, but after seeing the things in Qiaoyu's hand, her smile suddenly froze on her face, the corners of her mouth twitched for a while, and she reluctantly smiled, "Is it this kind of peace buckle?"

In fact, this is not the Ping An buckle. This is the legendary modern version of "Love Sex" that Li Zaoer used a hairband to pull threads and wrapped around coins in his previous life.

Over the years, she has made almost all the gadgets that she could think of, know how to make, and find materials, such as various bracelets, paper wind chimes, etc. Although she made some money, she was like sandbags at first. These things had no technical content. After selling them for a while, when others learned to make them, they disappeared and could not make much money.

This lovesick button is one of them. She once used wooden buttons to roughen the edges on the sandy ground, tied them with thin colored lines, made more than a dozen, and handed them to Yun Chaoyang, and asked him to take them out and sell them for a while.

But this happened a long time ago. I didn't expect Qiaoyu to suddenly want to find her to do this.

Didn’t she know something? Li Zaoer suddenly became uneasy.

"That's it. I can't do it well after tangling around. I know that you have always been skillful, so I want to ask you to help me see." Qiaoyu saw that Li Zaoer seemed a little embarrassed, and her expression collapsed, and said disappointedly: "Don't I know how to do it, sister?"

"No." Li Zaoer quickly comforted: "It's just that I haven't done it for a long time, and I don't know how it is done." As he said that, he wrapped the dispersed thread again and asked casually: "Sister Qiaoyu wants to bring this peace buckle to my uncle?"

"Well, bring one to my father." I don't know what I thought of, Qiao Yu's white cheeks turned red again.

"One?" Li Zaoer heard the voiceover and glanced at Qiaoyu, "Who are the other ones?"

Qiaoyu twisted, hesitated for a while, and her eyes floated out, "San, where is the third brother?"

"Oh, so I'm going to give it to the third brother!" Li Zaoer laughed and said, "Don't look, the third brother hasn't come back yet!"

Qiaoyu's face turned redder and bit her lip and asked, "Where has he... gone?"
Chapter completed!