Rebirth to the Eighties to Get Rich

"Grab the medicine? What kind of medicine?" Sudan Red said.

"It's... just drinking medicine that can give birth to children." Su Ersao hesitated for a while, and said.

Sudan Red will understand it at a glance.

"It's not that Mom wanted to steal someone. Mom was suspicious after listening to her sister-in-law's words!" Su Er's sister-in-law gritted her teeth.

"Is this elder sister provoking again?" Sudan Red frowned.

"It's not who she is. When my mother hit me, I saw her open the window to take a peek, and I just laughed there!" Su Er's wife said.

Sudan Red nodded and said, "You can add some hot water to your laundry. If your body catches a cold, it will be more difficult to get pregnant."

Ersao Su couldn't help but said, "Really?"

"Yeah." Sultan Red got up and said, "I'll talk to mom."

When she came into the kitchen, Mother Su had already cut the ribs and meat, and counted them again.

Red Sultan said: "Mom, the second sister-in-law told me that she didn't want to steal people, but she wanted to ask the guy next door to go to the town to get some medicine back to eat, because she wanted to get pregnant."

"Hmph, don't listen to her making excuses!" Su Mu sneered.

"The boy is next door, and now they can't make a confession. Mom, do you know if you ask in the past?" said Sudan Red.

"Do you think Mom didn't look for it? That foolish guy went out!" Su Mu hummed.

"This is just right. You want to go to town, and you restrict your second wife from going out by herself. She can only ask someone to get the medicine. You can ask if the guy comes back." Sudan Red Dao, then said: "Don't ask Ersao to wash clothes in cold water on such a cold day. It is easy to catch cold and it will be more difficult to get pregnant."

"Why are there so many problems? Who didn't come here? When your mother and I gave birth to your eldest brother, I had to go to work the next day!" Mother Su said after hearing this.

"Mom, if you don't think about your second sister-in-law, then you have to think more about your second brother. How much do your second brother respect you on weekdays? The first brother can't compare with the second brother, but the second brother has three sons. If you don't have one, don't you feel bad about your second brother?" Sudan Red said.

Mother Su said: "That's why I want your second brother to divorce!"

"Mom, the second brother and the second sister-in-law have a good relationship. If you ask him to divorce, he will definitely not agree to it. So the best way is to let the second sister-in-law be pregnant. I will definitely get pregnant. Then my second brother will have to thank you for a lifetime and honor you for a lifetime." said Sudan Red.

After talking about these Sudanese reds, I didn’t care, took out a box of clam oil and a box of cream, and said, "Mom, this is your daughter honoring you. Keep it for yourself."

"This clam oil cream is not cheap, why are you suddenly so generous?" Su Mu took it and said with satisfaction.

"How can I get rich? Okay, I'm going back." Red Sudan said.

She didn't care about Su's family affairs, originally wanted to come over for a meal, but now it's better to go back to her own home.

The next day, Ji Mudan and Feng Fangfang met. When they saw Ji Mudan coming together, Sudan Red was not surprised, but when they smelled clam oil vanishing cream, Sudan Red's brows wrinkled slightly.

Ji Mu seemed to have divided the clam oil and vanishing cream between the two of them.

"Dan Hong, are you picking up beans? These beans are from last year, right? My sister-in-law's house has just harvested this year, and I will bring you some back later." Feng Fangfang smiled.

"Dan Hong, Mom said you made a hundred yuan from embroidery, is it true or not?" Ji Mudan said after he came in.

"It's true." Sudan Red glanced at her and said.

Ji Mudan is a native of the village, and he actually brought some relatives with the old Ji family, but he was out of five clothes early.

When she heard this, Feng Fangfang's eyes glowed, let alone Ji Mudan.

Sudan Red was not polite, and ordered: "Go and get the embroidered frame on the Kang inside me."

Feng Fangfang was the first one to go in and carefully took out the embroidery frame. The intact embroidery surface was fixed on the embroidery frame, and there was no pattern yet.

Ji Mudan moved a stool over.

After Sultan Hong sat down, he said, "This embroidery work is not very easy to do. I have also secretly studied for a few years. This is only a little bit small. Since my sister-in-law and my second sister-in-law want to learn, then I will not hide it, everyone. It's all a family, let me embroider it for you."

"Okay." Feng Fangfang and Ji Mudan nodded quickly when they saw that her temperament was completely different before and after sitting on the embroidery frame.

Sudan Red picked up the embroidery needle and started embroidering: "This time I want to embroider the double dragon play bead. This is not very easy to embroider. It takes a lot of effort and energy."

When she said this, she was not idle in her hands, and began to work with stitches and stitches. When the stitches were changed, she moved fluently, without any sense of strangeness.

Feng Fangfang stood with Ji Mudan for half an hour and watched for half an hour. A lifelike and majestic dragon head slowly took shape as she accepted it.

"This dragon head is more complicated, so the embroidery is a bit slow. When you embroider, you should pay attention to the horns of the dragon head. This is the key point, but the most important thing is the longan. The so-called finishing touch is here. The embroidery is not good. , This dragon has become a dead dragon without any anger at all." Sudan Red embroidered the dragon's head and said.

Seeing that they were silent, Sudan Red raised his eyes to look at them and said, "What's wrong? Are there any comments to mention?"

"The old third family, you... how do you embroider this? I heard that embroidery must have charcoal painting?" Feng Fangfang went to learn about it yesterday and said.

Ji Mudan looked dizzy and was shocked. She didn't know when the Sudanese red could embroider when she couldn't even knit a sweater?

And can you embroider such a dragon head so beautifully?

"No, where can I find the charcoal painting of Ssangyong Xizhu?" Sultan Red said, looking at them again: "And, isn't this just thinking about it in my head?"

Think in your head?

Feng Fangfang and Ji Mudan looked at each other. What would such a dragon want them to think? They don't even know what the Double Dragon Opera Ball looks like!

"I can't do anything about it. That's how I embroidered it." Seeing them like this, Sudan Red had no choice but to shook his head.

It is no wonder that the embroiderer who taught her to embroider in the past said that she has a good talent. It seems that no one can embroider out of thin air. She thinks that she explained very clearly, but these two concubines are confused.

Moreover, her painting skills are not good, and she can't draw it as a pattern.

Feng Fangfang and Ji Mudan didn't give up, they watched for more than a long time, and it was almost noon when they came back.

Sudan Red's mood was not affected at all. Since they can't learn, it can only mean that they can't eat this bowl of rice.

For lunch, Sudan red simply made a bowl of porridge with a few slices of sauerkraut, and then it passed vaguely, and continued to embroider.

Ji Mu came to see the situation.

"Mom." Sudan Hong smiled.

"It's okay, don't worry about mom, you continue to embroider yours." Ji Mu hurriedly said.