Chrysanthemum viewing party?

Lu Lu leaned over on the table, thinking about it: It's the daughter of the Lu Mansion, shouldn't she be left behind? It depends on what name Lu Jing lifts her ban.

Wei's mother sighed: "A few days ago, my wife said that she was rushing to make new clothes, why hasn't the girl's been sent yet?" Don't deliberately procrastinate, right? ”

"Tell Xiaoqing to urge." Xia Wen consulted Lu Lu for advice.

Lu Lu lazily said 'um'.

Xia Wen turned around and went out to summon Xiaoqing, while Chuncao neatly stacked the homework sent by Mingshu in front of her.

"Oops, my head hurts!" When Lu Lu saw a pile of books, he stroked his forehead and complained.

Wei's mother hurriedly asked with concern: "Girl, do you want to ask a doctor?" ”

Chuncao took the book away with an expressionless face, and Lu Lu smiled without thinking: "It's okay again." ”

So, Chuncao moved the book silently again.

Lu Lu lived up to expectations and shouted in pain: "It's not good, it hurts again." ”

The room was silent suddenly, and even the most indulgent mother Wei had a twitching face, and her eyes were fixed looking at Lu Lu, who had too many traces of performance.

"Take it, take it." Lu Lu didn't pretend anymore, and waved his hand directly.

Chuncao sighed almost inaudibly, and glanced at Mother Wei.

"Girl, let me take it." Mother Wei smiled and said, "What do girls do know so many words?" It's better to learn to be a female red. By the way, Xiaoyu, bring the girl's embroidered canopy. ”

Now, the Lu Lu mouth cramped.

No wonder Wei's mother suddenly stood on the same line with herself, feeling that her goal was to aim at female red embroidery.

Miscalculated!

So, Lu Lu escaped practicing calligraphy, but she sadly did not escape being a female celebrity, and under the supervision of Wei's mother, she picked up the needle and thread and began to embroider blindly.

is not completely blind, at least Lu Lu has been in the countryside for more than ten years, and he has not been out of the door, he has not stepped out of the second door, and he has not learned anything else, and the female red has laid a solid foundation.

It's a pity that the foundation is still there, but Cheng Zhu is very hand-born, and the semi-finished products embroidered are miserable, which makes Wei's mother fall for a while.

In the past two days, the act of carefully embroidering in the bamboo garden reached Lu Jing's ears through Xiao Huai, and he expressed his surprise, but then he also understood.

The invitation card of the Chang family has been received, and it is clear that there is Miss Lu Fuchang, who has just returned to Yicheng.

Presumably, Lu Lu is so obedient and obedient, and he also heard the rumors, and attaches great importance to this rare chrysanthemum appreciation meeting, right? Lu Jing's heart was worried, and his eyebrows were soothed. is fourteen years old in the end, the eldest daughter, it's time to officially appear in the circle of Miss Yicheng's daughter.

Outside the iron gate of the high wall, a few servants in thick and neat clothes were quite bored.

It was getting late, the guests were almost gone, and the lantern in front of the gate should be lit in a moment.

The sound of horses' hooves is as fast as scattering beans.

The three horses stopped in front of the tall and ancient courtyard, and jumped down the young man with a long body and a jade body.

"Great, big young master?" The gatekeeper was surprised, and then called happily: "The eldest young master is back!" ”

"Lord Shizi, you're back!"

They all stepped forward.

Duan Mian threw the horsewhip to Deng Ye, the little servant with him, with a straight face, and entered the Xining Hou Duan Mansion without squinting.

It's just that this road is not very quiet, from the gate to the second gate, the mixed footsteps, and the maids who appear at any time, see his delicate blessing greeting, like flies and flicks.

Wang Ping and Deng Ye looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The master of his own family has been ruthless for more than ten years, why are the girls in the house still not giving up? How many times has the nose touched the dust, why don't you have a long memory?

"Cousin!" The delicate and soft and glutinous sound came with the autumn wind, accompanied by a dazzling red shadow that moved.

Duan Mian's footsteps faltered.

The red shadow pounced on him like a butterfly, and there was a strong smell of fat powder.

Duan Mian sneezed, and quickly dodged away without frowning.

'Boom' slammed into the ground.

"Ouch!" The sound rises again, and the red shadow is still.

Looking at it, Hongying was a delicate and delicate girl, who was propped up half of her body at the moment, pouting and spouting: "Cousin, why don't you follow others?" ”

Duan Mian glanced out of the corner of his eye.

Who is this? There are too many cousins, and I don't have the patience to remember, so I don't recognize them.

"Miss Cousin, hurry up." The mother-in-law has to help.

The girl in red pouted and stretched out her hand to Duan Mian, her eyebrows furrowed, and she shouted pitifully: "Cousin, I, I'm on my feet!" I, I can't go. ”

"What are you doing in a daze, please go to the doctor." Duan Mian rushed to the mother-in-law who came out of the inner courtyard and confessed coldly, and then, bypassing his cousin in red, he went into the back hall to see his grandparents without any pity.

"Humph! Cousin, I hate you! The cousin in red posed as injured for a long time, but he didn't see the slightest pity for his cold-faced cousin, so he got up angrily and gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

Old lady Duan was sick on the couch, although the imperial doctor reported every day, and there were two doctors with superb medical skills in the house, but the condition was always ineffective.

He is sometimes awake, sometimes sleepy, on the surface it seems that his old life is hanging, but the actual situation is not optimistic, there has been no improvement for several years, and the house has secretly prepared everything for the future.

It was not the right time for Duan Mian to come, the old lady had just taken medicine and fell asleep.

Grandmother Jiang waited in Rongyan Hall with a calm expression.

I have already received news that the eldest grandson will return home today, probably in time for dinner.

He was accompanied by two daughters-in-law, Gu and Liang, and a room of granddaughters.

I don't know what unfortunate things the ancestors of Duanfu have done, and the descendants are basically single-handed.

Mrs. Duan is an only son, and it is not easy to marry Jiang to have two sons and one daughter, which can be regarded as a successful change of life.

However, Duan Zheng and Duan Lu's two sons only got one son each.

Duan Zheng is Duan Mian, and Duan Law is only one Duan and Crown.

The others are daughters.

The Jiang family saw it in their eyes and was anxious in their hearts, and they also encouraged their two sons to take concubines back then, and they did a lot for the Duan family.

Everything is not satisfactory, the branches are still single, and the leaves are scattered a lot.

There were too many leaves, so much so that Duan Zheng and Duan Lu were disheartened, and they had already recognized their daughter's life and no longer accepted new concubines.

It's Duan Mian who suffers, there are too many sisters in the house, yin and yang are declining, as far as the eye can see, they are all women, and they are chattering all day long, red and willow green, annoying, in this environment, Duan Mian is extremely uncomfortable, so when he was only fifteen, he ran to the border to experience and escape from this small daughter country.

"Say hello to Grandmother." Duan Mian took his robe and knelt down.

"Hurry up." As soon as Mrs. Jiang hit him and entered the door, her eyes were full of joy.

Duan Mian saluted Gu and his biological mother Liang again.

Gu smiled lightly: "Brother Mian looks more and more energetic. ”

Liang Shi pulled him to look at him distressedly, and said pityingly: "I'm thin again." ”

"Mother, I see that my eldest brother is handsome again." A girl next to her pursed her teeth and laughed.

"Less poor mouth." Liang glared at the girl with disgust.

Jiang Shi was full of joy and called Duan Mian to come closer, and when he looked closely, he was really in good spirits, his face was a little haggard, but his eyes were firm and clear.