"Yes, the slave and maid went out with the girl and showed this name, and they all felt that others were laughing at the slave and maid...... Xi Shi said and felt that he was speechless, and hurriedly remedied: "The slave and maid are not disgusted with the girl to get a name, the slave and maid are just, just ...... I want to have a normal name. ”

Feng Jiwen nodded and said, "I can understand your feelings. ”

Although I dislike it, she didn't take it anyway.

"Did the girl promise the slave?" said Xi Shi's face was full of surprise, like a felon who had been locked up in a dungeon that never saw the light of day and finally saw the hope of getting out of prison.

Being stared at by such a stunning little beauty, Feng Jiwen involuntarily asked, "Then what name do you want to change?"

Eh, shouldn't this be decided by her, the person who is the master?

It's just that, being good-looking deserves privileges.

Xi Shi lowered his head, wrung the handkerchief embarrassedly, and said with a slight smile: "The slave wants to call ...... Little fairy. ”

Feng Jiwen petrified for a moment.

"Why don't you just call Xiao Fengxian'er?" she couldn't help but ask.

"The girl thinks it's not good, the slave maid also thought of a few other things without small words, ice butterflies, Zimo, tears rhyme, ......"

"Let's call it Xiao Xian'er, it's good!" Feng Jiwen interrupted, stopping her from continuing.

What a good little girl, when did she start to embark on the ...... of Mary Sue's road of no return!

She didn't even notice it in time.

"Then the slave maid changed her name to this?"

"Change it, change it. ”

"Thank you, girl!" Xi Shi, no, Xiaoxian smiled brightly.

Feng Jiwen sighed weakly, and a sentence was written on her face - it's good if you're happy.

……

Xiaoxian, who changed his name, was excited all night.

Even when standing behind the bathtub and waiting for Feng Jiwen to bathe, he still ate and laughed from time to time.

Feng Jiwen was a little furious by her laughter, so she simply sent her to guard outside the screen, and after she washed herself, she called her in.

She stood on the mat in front of the tub, dried herself, and put on a loose, comfortable lilac silk blouse.

Fairy fetched her shoes.

Feng Jiwen glanced at it and asked, "All year round, don't you even have a pair of slippers in the house?"

"Slippers?" Xiao Xian struggled to understand for a moment, then turned around and went out.

After a few moments, she took the slippers she understood.

Feng Jiwen glanced at it again and couldn't help but be silent.

It's clearly a pair of thick clogs.

"This croaking board is worn by the girl when she takes a shower in the summer, and now at this time, I'm afraid it's a little cold, right?"

Is it still necessary to ask such an obvious thing?

"Nothing else, like the kind that doesn't show your feet when you put it on?" Feng Jiwen described as normally as possible.

In the Qianlong period, there were no soft slippers?

"The one who doesn't show his feet...... Girl, you said thatch, right?"

But that's what the poor wear, how can they have it in their house?

Feng Jiwen heard this, and it was roughly confirmed.

In this time and space, there really are no soft and comfortable slippers.

As an otaku, how can you not have a pair of cotton wool slippers that are essential for winter at home?

Stepping on embroidered shoes that fit too well after taking a shower in the middle of winter is a very degrading thing for happiness.

Feng Jiwen, who was worried about this, decided to make a pair by herself.

At first, she planned to take scissors directly to hinge the back roots of the embroidered shoes, and then ask Xiaoxian to take a needle and thread from the gap for Myanmar, and make a 'concept version' first.

It's just that before she could implement this simple and crude plan, she was stopped by Xiao Xing.

She decided that Feng Jiwen was messing around, and after Feng Jiwen tried her best to explain her thoughts to her, Xiao Xing still frowned, it seemed that she didn't understand.

After all, she was born and raised in ancient times, and she didn't experience what it was like to wear loose and soft slippers, she couldn't understand Feng Jiwen's thoughts, and Feng Jiwen didn't mind.

It's just that she still picked up the scissors, intending to implement the idea.

Looking at her girl's obstinate appearance, Xiao Xing felt helpless, and after stopping Feng Jiwen again, she said: "Tomorrow Mrs. Feng will come over to make new clothes and shoes for the girl, her craftsmanship is well-known, what does the girl want to do, it is better to let her try it - it's better than you don't know anything, it's a waste of effort here." ”

Feng Jiwen's eyes lit up when she heard this.

It's a great way to save effort.

The crossing woman is not necessarily omnipotent, although she has ideas and concepts, but after all, she has not done it herself, and it is indeed wiser to ask professionals to help.

So he immediately put down the scissors and asked Xiaoxian to go to the study to get a pen and paper.

She plans to draw a rough drawing, so that tomorrow she will not be able to come up with ideas based on verbal descriptions.

This time, Xiao Xing didn't stop her, and let her lie on the table with a pen to draw.

……

The next morning, as soon as Feng Jiwen finished breakfast, Mrs. Feng came to the door.

When she was drawing drawings last night, she heard Xiaoxian say that the relationship between this Feng mother-in-law and their Feng family is not a door-to-door business, but a relationship between the owner and the shopkeeper.

It turned out that Feng Yinglian, like most officials, although he ostensibly followed the principle that officials do not do business, but he also secretly opened a few shops by a henchman surnamed Liu. It is difficult for a Beijing official to make money and water, and it is indeed not easy for him to support a large family with his own money, especially a granddaughter who spends money like water.

However, the business was not very large, with only two garment shops, a cotton spinning workshop, and two study houses, selling paper, ink, pen, inkstone, calligraphy and painting.

These are not very profitable shops, and business has been tepid, except for paying the wages of the guys, there is not much profit left throughout the year.

And this Mrs. Feng is the person in charge of the garment shop in Beiluogu Alley, it is said that she was the mother-in-law who served the late old lady before, and when she was in the house, her hands were famous for her skill.

She also has a mother-in-law surnamed Liu, who is following her husband to take care of another garment shop.

"The style of the two jackets is made according to the most fashionable in Beijing this year, and I looked at the new arrival of a few good materials for you, and the colors are here, girl, you look at it and pick it." After Mrs. Feng finished measuring Feng Jiwen's body, she opened a small box she was carrying, and Feng Jiwen took a look, only to see a few rags of different colors the size of a palm.

There are red, rose, and orange.

Feng Jiwen flipped through it, and finally flipped to a color that was not so dazzling, goose yellow.

In addition, I picked another piece of azure.

"Just these two colors. She said.

Mrs. Feng didn't pay attention to her movements at first, and only after listening to her pick it out did she turn her head to look, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she looked at the two rags that she picked out and put on the small table.

"Isn't the girl going to make a red jacket this year?"

I do it every year, why not do it this year?

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