I didn't panic like this when I saw him before, is this kindness or liking? Could it be that the fever burns his head in a mess Fang Yanqing touched his cheeks with his cold hands and helped his cheeks to cool down.

Gently pinned the hair on his sideburns behind his ears, picked up a hairpin with golden petals and three layers of pearl and silver wires, looked at the beautiful face in the bronze mirror, and gently inserted it into the bun, the woman in the mirror looked at Wen Wan, with a smile on her eyebrows and eyes, and properly maintained, Tang Yiyun smiled with satisfaction, stretched out her hand and handed it to the girl waiting next to her, and the girl next to her hurriedly took Tang Yiyun's hand, "Are you gone?"

"Madam, they're all gone. The girl next to her replied in a low voice.

Tang Yiyun smiled, Pan Yuxiu didn't know what she was thinking, but it was not good to refute her aunt's face, so she was let go, in terms of marrying, it was naturally better to marry Fang Yanqing, she looked well-behaved, sensible, and her mother and younger siblings were raised in her own home, which was dozens of times more secure than Pan Yuxiu's girl. It's just that it's not good for me to go out and say anything, don't end up, and let myself bear the reputation of this wicked person. It's better for them to fight on their own, the left and right are useful to themselves, Tang Yiyun stopped and instructed the girl waiting behind, "It's been very weird these days, you will go and get some fabrics later, and cut a binail for each yard." ”

A girl nodded, said yes, blessed body, and walked out of the door.

Tang Yiyun pressed her temples, a few days ago, Liu Yunfang said that she was not feeling well, and went to ask the doctor to take a look, but she didn't expect to be pregnant, although she didn't take this daughter-in-law seriously, but the child in her belly, she still values it very much, if the days are not bad, as soon as this year passes, she will be able to hold her grandson in the spring of next year. If Ming'er's own son is in high school, he will come back with an official and a half-job, which can be regarded as a success, "Su Jin of the Su Manufacturing Bureau in the spring of this year, Ming'er has to be more determined, and this material is soft." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Mama Zhang behind her, "Mom, I heard that Mrs. Wei's ancestral home is Suzhou, why don't you order a birthday brocade from Suzhou and make a birthday gift for the old lady." ”

"Madam, the Weaver Girl on the coast went on strike, and Suzhou was flooded again, and I heard from people who came and went that the Soviet Manufacturing Bureau could not resume work in recent months. Zhang's mother said that she has a son and nephew who works there, and a letter came some time ago, saying that she can't stay there anymore and wants to come back to beg for a living.

Tang Yiyun listened to Zhang's mother's words and frowned, "It's really annoying, a slut, it's good to be alive, what kind of moth strike." Tang Yiyun cursed, what he loves most is nothing more than the embroidery on the brocade of the Su Manufacturing Bureau, what is exquisite, I can't get new materials in these months, how to cut new clothes, go to Mrs. Wei's house as a guest, no matter how you have to cut a new set of clothes, counting up and down the house, it is a lot of materials, Tang Yiyun is not a person who loves to pay attention, this city is so big, if you don't make it better, isn't it just going out to make people laugh, and it will be almost the New Year in a few months, and the fabric at that time is several times more expensive than usual, if it is not a coincidence, even new clothes can not be cut。

If it was in the past, Tang Yiyun naturally wouldn't think about it for a moment, although there are not many manufacturing bureaus, but there are several for them to choose, but a few months ago in Shudi, there was a mess, the manufacturing bureau stopped working, and the manufacturing bureau in Guangzhou said that it was rectification or something, but it was withdrawn, and all became retail investors, and now the Soviet manufacturing bureau is also in chaos. Tang Yiyun patted the armrest of the chair with his hand, and then sat on the chair, "That's it, call the housekeeper to go to Jiaxian County to collect rent in a few days, don't we still have a few shops in Jiaxian, collect the rent, and then buy some materials over there." ”

Jiaxian is next to Rongcheng, is the neighbor of Rongcheng, better than Rongcheng's topography, there is a small river, is the throat from northwest to southeast, many traders have shops there. Tang Yiyun asked the housekeeper to buy fabrics there because there is a big fabric market there, and there are many good and bad goods.

"I know, I'll go and say hello to the butler later. Zhang's mother said.

Tang Yiyun propped up the table with her elbows, her hand against her forehead, and her fingers ran along her eyebrows, "It's just that Mrs. Wei's birthday gift should be carefully considered, and she doesn't want to be eye-catching, just don't fall behind." ”

"The girls from the two courtyards should greet them in advance and tell them to prepare? There is still half a moon to go before the old lady's birthday, and it is almost time to start preparing now. Zhang's mother thought for a while and asked.

"They know for themselves," Tang Yiyun yawned, "Yan Qing is smart, Yuxiu has a lot of thoughts, she will think about it." ”

Leaning on the soft collapse of mahogany, on the back pillow with blue flannel tassels and embroidered jade rabbit cinnamon branches, a large square blanket is draped on the body, light blue base hard purple petals, the color is particularly ugly. On the side, he also used clumsy threads to make up several lines, and he held the soup woman stuffed by the sunny girl in his arms. Although the book was still open, his mind had already flown out of the sky, the door was opened, and a gust of wind blew in, Fang Yanqing covered his mouth, and coughed lightly a few times.

It was almost dark outside, and the girl walked in with a medicine bowl. Since returning to the yard through the back door, Fang Yanqing has been coughing unstoppably, the pots in the kitchen are busy cooking and cooking, and the Qing girl has no choice but to pick up some wood in the firewood room and go back to the yard, holding the medicine jar, hiding in her own room to burn the medicine for Fang Yanqing.

The door was closed by the girl, and she put the medicine bowl on the table, "Girl, drink the medicine." ”

Fang Yanqing looked at the serious expression of the Qing girl, obediently picked up the medicine bowl, just smelling the black decoction, he seemed to smell the bitterness, he was ruthless in his heart, and drank it in a big gulp with the medicine bowl, the bitter taste made Fang Yanqing's face wrinkled, "It's really unpleasant." Fang Yanqing put the bowl on the table, feeling that his mouth was full of the bitterness of the medicine, and even the words he said were bitter.

"You know it's hard to drink, so girl, you should wear thicker. The girl stretched out her hand to tuck the blanket at her feet for Fang Yanqing, "Mrs. said that she was going to make a match for each courtyard, and she must have sent it tomorrow, so the girl will wear it." ”

Fang Yanqing nodded obediently, Qing Yatou looked at Fang Yanqing's appearance, pursed her lips, her stiff face didn't hold back for a while, and laughed, "I'll go and return the bowl, and bring the food back by the way, it's windy today, Mrs. said, let each yard go to the kitchen to serve the food by itself." ”

Fang Yanqing just warmed up the soft collapse under the fart, and was worried that he was going out, so his land would be covered in vain, but he heard such good news, and he was really happy, "Okay, Xiaoqing, come back soon." As he spoke, he carefully maintained the opening of the thin blanket, pulled out of the thin blanket, and then pressed down the opening at once to prevent the heat from escaping.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Qing Yatou looked at Fang Yanqing's movements and asked hurriedly.

"I'm going to bring the quilt from the bed, and I'll cover it for dinner. Fang Yanqing jumped down from the soft collapse, which was only a dozen cloths away from the bed, separated by a curtain, Fang Yanqing put on his shoes, looked at the Qing girl who was still in a daze and said, "Go get food." ”

"Oh, good. The girl nodded and went out.

I used to love this when I was studying in Beiping. Fang Yanqing hugged the bed, spread the quilt on the soft collapse, untied the coat and skirt, took the smock and jacket and draped it over his shoulders, carefully opened the opening that he had just pressed, and then got in, it was still hot. Fang Yan shrank into a ball, watching the blue sky outside turn blue, at that time I also loved this kind of time, in Beiping School, the students in the same class, they are young, and their homes are far away, so those classmates always take care of themselves, although there will be one or two who bully themselves and copy their homework, but they are also a minority. Every weekend when the school is closed, the four girls in the dormitory get into a quilt, eat and talk at the same time, and they always talk the least and eat the most, which leads to them insisting on forcing themselves to express an opinion before they are willing to let themselves eat. What West learned from the East, what was the shame of the First Sino-Japanese War, what treaties were unequal, for the great righteousness of the nation, for the rise of the country, I also argued, expressed my own opinions, wrote things, established a literary club, and even Wei Chao read his own works. Thinking of this, Fang Yanqing couldn't help but smile, put his head on his knees, and then gently slapped his knees with his head.

"Wei Chao, Wei Chao, you are actually the one who helped me. After speaking, he probably felt that his head hurt a little when he knocked his knees, so he turned his face to the side, looked at the candlelight on the table, and watched the flames swing upward, is it shameless to think like this, does Wei Chao like himself if he helps himself so much.

After thinking about it, his face burned first. I wanted to use my hands with a cold face, but because I shrank in the quilt, my hands were very successful and warm, and I couldn't lower the temperature at all.

"Girl, the wind outside is so fierce that even the trees planted on the side are blown to and fro. Qing Yatou said, walked into the room, closed the door, saw Fang Yanqing with a flushed face, frowned, walked quickly to the soft collapse, put the food box on the table, and probed Fang Yanqing's body temperature with her hand, "Are you not covered tightly." ”

Fang Yanqing sniffed, "Maybe it's a little hot in the room." ”

Qing Yatou probed Fang Yanqing's forehead with her hand and put her hand down, it was not hot, it was almost the same as when she left. Fang Yanqing was born white, and his expression always looked a little less radiant on weekdays, but now his face is red, but he looks more aura.

"Let's eat," Fang Yanqing looked at Qing and stared at herself, and said weakly, "Xiaoqing, you also take off your shoes so that you can eat together." ”

If the Qing girl heard Fang Yanqing say this before, she must be very frightened, and the slave didn't dare to read it three or four times, and then she could persuade each other with good words, but in recent days, she got along with Xiaoman, and followed the back of the school to recognize words, and when everyone got along together, there was no distinction between dignity and inferiority, especially Xiaoman, through unremitting efforts, and after telling many stories of so-called friends, the cognition of Qing Yatou has changed a lot.

"Then I'll go and put the door on the door. Qing girl said, only closing the door, after all, I don't feel very stable, or I should block the door at ease.

Fang Yanqing nodded, and also agreed with the idea of the Qing girl, the Qing girl walked to the door, pressed the door with the door, and then went back to the soft place, took off a pair of beige cloth shoes, and saw that her socks had invaded some water. Cloth shoes are not resistant to water, walking on the ground, stepping on the low-lying place, all of a sudden moistened, this water will inevitably wet the socks inside, the feet soaked in the wet socks, soaked white.

Fang Yanqing lifted his body, leaned out of the soft railing, and handed the small steps on the small stool next to the soft collapse to Qing girl, "I just took off my shoes like this, I thought it was like this when I walked without a discipline, and now I see Xiaoqing's like this, my heart is much more relieved, it turns out that it is not my walking problem." ”