Zhang Mei's embroidery, Zhang's house, so that people outside Zhang's mansion know everything and know everything. www.biquge.info But no one has ever asked her to embroider things, even if it is just a small handkerchief, and even those who are familiar with her in the capital have not. Those who are familiar with her naturally understand her origins, understand the dislike of Zhang Jieyuan and everyone, and how can they come to her.

The most placed in the small courtyard is, of course, Zhang Mei's embroidery products, which can be described as piled up. Mrs. Zhang was never stingy with spending money on silk and needlework to play with her, and she treated her poorly in a reasonable way, so she made up for it in other ways such as money, and within her ability, she would support her poor daughter.

When Zhang Jieyuan heard about these embroideries, after Peng Lingkong went over to verify them, he immediately stopped Mrs. Zhang from giving Zhang Mei any more money to buy silk and satin, and severely criticized her, "What are you doing here, you don't think there are enough bad things in our family?" And make such a lot, what are you doing on purpose to brow my brow? Don't challenge my bottom line! Give her another piece of cloth, and I'll have the embroidery burned. ”

"Master, why can't you listen to Peng Daochang's words, since I gave birth to Mei'er, she became our child, just an ordinary girl, you just dislike her, she can only stay in that small courtyard all day long, there is nothing else to do, you don't let her be a little girl, what else can she do? Be a female celebrity and occupy her heart, she won't be cranky all day long, and she can live in the small courtyard all the time, as you wish for a lifetime. Mrs. Zhang earnestly prayed that Zhang Jieyuan would stop embarrassing Zhang Mei with other rules and regulations.

"Do you think that she has not done enough, you have to let her do the handiwork all over our Zhang Mansion, and make the house look like an embroidery workshop, so that I can block my heart when I see it, so that I have no way to hide, I can't avoid it, and you are happy that I have no place to stand?" Zhang Jieyuan didn't turn his head back and walked away, wanting to stay farther away from the "unreasonable" Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang was so stunned that she couldn't speak, so she had to follow Zhang Jieyuan's instructions and cut off the money to buy silk embroidery for Zhang Mei.

Zhang Mei sat in the courtyard all day, expressionless, her eyes were empty, she didn't eat or drink, no matter how the maid persuaded her, she didn't eat a bite, and refused to go back to her room to sleep for a while. It wasn't until sunset, when the room was lit up and the whole house was lit, that she got up and sat down on the bed, still speechless.

The maid felt sorry for Zhang Mei, she actually thought about it for a day, came up with an idea, approached her and tentatively proposed, "Miss, why don't we dismantle the embroidery work you did before, I will dismantle it, clean it, wash it, dry it, and you can continue to embroider on the original satin, so that we don't have to buy new silk, and the silk will be embroidered all the time." ”

"How can this work, I spent a lot of energy and effort to embroider, each piece is a fine product, I am reluctant to dismantle. Even if I don't care, you will dismantle it carefully, so that the fabric will not be broken, the needle and thread are so fine, and it will be wrinkled when you take it out, it is all the eye of the needle, and how to embroider. Even if I can barely embroider, the thread will always be dismantled into unusable threads, and the existing embroidery thread will soon run out, and I will no longer have the money to buy it, and I still can't embroider. It was about the topic of embroidery, and Zhang Mei was finally willing to speak, and immediately rejected the idea of the maid.

The maid shed tears, "I won't be able to embroider in the future, Miss, you can't eat or drink like this, I feel distressed." ”

"Even if you and my mother still feel sorry for me, only you are by my side every day, closer than my mother." Zhang Mei turned around and hugged the maid and cried bitterly.

"Child, don't blame the master, the master was frightened by the female ghost when he was young, he was sick for a long time, and he almost couldn't survive, this shadow is only afraid that it will linger for the rest of his life, who made you look so good that the master thought that he looked like the female ghost at first sight, it was too unfortunate, too pitiful." The maid sobbed, wiped her tears, and choked up to barely finish these words, she hoped that these words could relax Zhang Mei's heart and not resent Zhang Jieyuan, otherwise the contradiction between their father and daughter would be deeper and could never be resolved.

Zhang Mei, who has experienced the heat and cold of the world, is very sensible, "How can I blame my father, it's all my own fault, I look like this, it scares my father, my father refuses to see me, it's right to lock me up, I have to thank him, if he didn't support me, how could I be pampered and live so nourishing in the government." "Without Zhang Jieyuan, there would be no her, she won't grow up, she won't be the eldest sister of Zhangfu, she is more grateful, not resentful.

Zhang Mei understands why Zhang Jieyuan does not agree with her to continue embroidering, and understands the hard work of her only maid, "I have embroidered so many embroideries, piled up in my yard, and I have to find a place to shelter from the rain on rainy days to put them, and when it is windy, I have to press them firmly and don't run out of the yard, otherwise I will be scolded by my father, and it is always too troublesome for you to move around." ”

"Miss, you are so understanding, the lord is not optimistic about you, and conniving at the family not to see you, even in front of the lord, I dare to say, I am not afraid that he will fire me, it is indeed the master's fault, you are an ordinary mortal." Over the years, the maid had complained like this only a few times.

"It's my dad who has always raised us and let us both have no worries about food and clothing, and I'm very grateful." Zhang Mei let go of the maid, wiped away her tears, and smiled sincerely.

"Miss, I don't have anything, they ignore me, and they just end up quiet. I see you've been like this all day, and I'm uncomfortable. The maid also wiped her tears, to dry them as soon as possible, she looked at the meal that was still on the table and had already been cold, "Miss, you eat a little more, otherwise your body will be thinner." ”

Zhang Mei has been thinking heavily since she was a child, and because she can't get the care of her parents, she can't go to play in front of people like a normal child, and often weeps secretly; The amount of food is small, often does not eat properly, and the body is relatively thin.

"I'll eat." Zhang Mei sat down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks, looked at the dishes one by one, and put the chopsticks down.

"I let the kitchen heat up? What, it's not to Miss's taste? I'll personally cook a few special dishes for the young lady. "It's past dinner time, how can the kitchen chefs still open the fire and fry the small stove for Zhang Mei alone.

"No, it's not to my taste, it's okay to be cold, it's much better than when we were back home, and I'll eat it when I'm hungry. I wouldn't rather go hungry than eat, you don't have to worry about me, I won't be so stupid as to starve myself, let alone starve myself, it's good to be alive. Zhang Mei smiled, even though there were tears in her eyes. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )