Chapter Fifty-Six: The Private Words of the Handkerchief

"Huh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Lan Jiayin deliberately laughed exaggeratedly, "Don't like it?" It's too popular, isn't it?! ā€

"Wanwan, it's not me who said, it's just others, you are my best friend, how can you look down on me like this?"

"......" she said, Hu Qinghui was really speechless.

Lan Jiayin's embroidery is good or bad, in fact, everyone can see it, a young lady who has only picked up a needle for less than a year, how good do you say she can embroider?

But you let Hu Qinghui tell the truth, she is afraid of dampening her friend's enthusiasm.

Anyway, now it's also on the road, confined people to a small carriage, counting on their fingers, and there are not many hobbies left that can be put into action.

After all, in her opinion, Lan Jiayin is not good at much, so if she deletes such a selection, is there only embroidery left to take a shot?

After a moment of silence, Hu Qinghui stretched out his hand to shake Lan Jiayin, who was full of displeasure with a straight face, back and forth, and asked her softly with a smile, "Okay, then you can also tell me how popular your fan bag is." ā€

"If you just say half a sentence like this, hide half a sentence, the heart of the person who listens to it is itchy."

As soon as she took the ladder like this, Lan Jiayin also came down, and even if she turned her anger into joy, she showed off her friendliness.

It turned out that on that day, as soon as they learned that the fan bag was embroidered by Lan Jiayin herself, some people couldn't sit still.

Mu Lingxuan was better, knowing that he begged him to embroider a new one for him, but Lin Huaide, this kid, was not so particular.

He and Lan Hongsen grew up together, and the two were very close to each other, and they didn't have many scruples like Mu Lingxuan, so he just grabbed it directly!

It made Lan Hongsen angry and funny, but people grabbed it, and in desperation, he had to let the celebration of the New Year and find the old one to use.

Hu Qinghui heard it with a coquettish smile, and after laughing, she lay on Lan Jiayin's shoulder, leaned close to her friend's ear, and laughed softly: "It's because the fan bag is embroidered by you, so it's rare, do you really think your craftsmanship is high?" ā€

Lan Jiayin couldn't hold it anymore, blushed, turned around and tossed Hu Qinghui all the way, until everyone was out of breath with laughter, and then stopped.

While Hu Qinghui was tidying up her messy hair, Lan Jiayin sighed and said, "Alas, Brother Sen is strong, he doesn't take a nurse or a maid when he goes out, so he doesn't even have a needle and thread around." ā€

"The third sister wants to see the two younger ones, and my mother is recovering from a serious illness, so I can't help it, so what can I do?"

"But you're right, seeing that Pingjing is about to fall, you can't let him take the old things to meet the guests, right?"

"You always have to make up for it."

Hu Qinghui nodded again and again, "Yes, even if you go to the land and want to buy it, you have to be familiar with the place, right?" ā€

"In that case, you can embroider another one for Assen."

"Huh?! Are you a god when I am? Lan Jiayin's eyes widened and she complained, "Don't I have a job in my hands?" Even if you want to embroider for your brother, where does the effort come from? ā€

Hu Qinghui also knows that what her friend said is the truth, this subordinate is really unlucky, always embroidered and dismantled, and then continued to embroider after dismantling, endlessly, sometimes she has a headache.

If you really have to wait for her to finish the embroidery, then I don't know if you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey!

"If the master doesn't succeed, then let the maid do it for you?" Hu Qinghui couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at Jinzhu.

Jinzhu and his master have the same heart, although I don't know what my own lady means, but she also shook her hand very cooperatively: "I can't do it, my mother was diagnosed by Dr. Xiao Xu two days ago, her eyes are always tearful, it is embroidered, our young lady regrets it, otherwise why don't we be allowed to use needlework?" ā€

Hu Qinghui was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled approvingly at his friend, "You are a kind-hearted person, no wonder even I am in charge, but there is such a reason, why don't you say it directly?" ā€

"As I said, embroidery on the carriage is not good for the eyes." Lan Jiayin casually coped with the sentence.

Now that she already knows that Lan Hongsen and her friends have a good impression of each other, how can she be stingy with the two people closest to her, and do a little favor?

She pondered it for a while, and asked Hu Qinghui in a consultative tone, "Or, will you help Brother Sen embroider?" ā€

"Ahh I embroider a fan bag for Assen? Hu Qinghui only felt flustered for a while when she heard this, but at the same time she was very excited, this sudden emotion made her not even afraid to excuse herself, and muttered very tactfully, "I'm afraid this is not appropriate, right?" ā€

"After all......"

"Hey, what's this?" Lan Jiayin knew that the little girl was shy, so she immediately interrupted her words in an indifferent tone, "What else can there be?" ā€

"You were supposed to help me, you didn't say it, I didn't say it, a few maids don't talk much, who can know?"

"After embroidering this sachet in your hand, can't you embroider the fan bag? Anyway, it will take more than 20 days to arrive, so it should be in time. Hu Qinghui had a little more heart and said something more.

Lan Jiayin looked left and right, the little maids were all packing up their things outside, and the people standing in front of them were all henchmen, so she approached Hu Qinghui, lowered her voice, and said quite embarrassedly, "Didn't I promise Mu Shizi to embroider a fan bag for him?" ā€

"He is my life-saving benefactor, and he also saved Ade, I thought, just such a small request, if we don't agree, it really can't be justified, so I agreed to embroider one for him."

When Hu Qinghui heard this, he didn't know what to do in his heart, but he was relieved, and subconsciously thought, "Oh, it's okay, it's not me who embroiders things for my foreign man alone......"

The mouth was echoed, "That is, that is, the grace of saving lives is as great as the sky, people just want a fan bag, you see that there is no maid around him, when he came to our door, even the change of clothes were changed with uncle's new clothes." ā€

"Presumably, these bits and pieces are gone, so what kind of pattern are you going to embroider for him? Have you thought about it? ā€

"......" Lan Jiayin was speechless for a while, she could say, "I have already embroidered, and the embroidery is the white tiger descending the mountain, oh, what Mu Shizi is holding in his hand." Is it?

Obviously can't, isn't it all exposed?

"Is it really another one?" Lan Jiayin thought to herself, "It's cheaper for him." ā€

But he smiled and said to Hu Qinghui, "I think embroidering fan bags is too slow and cumbersome, and when I embroidered for Brother Sen, I was already complaining, so I ...... again."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Lan Jiayin shook her head again and again with a look of fear, and suddenly, her eyes lit up, clapped her hands and smiled: "Wanwan, how about I embroider a sachet for him?" How good is it that it's easy and fast?! ā€

Hu Qinghui couldn't help laughing, she really knows Lan Jiayin the best, and her current friends are really better than a few years ago, but in the end, she is a lively personality, and she can't calm down.

But who is Mu Lingxuan?

If he hadn't come to the rescue in time, Xiaoyanshan wouldn't know what the tragic situation was.

Hu Qinghui's family was also rescued by Mu Shizi, she inherited the kindness of her family, and was naturally unhappy with her friend's perfunctory.

Persuaded softly: "Qinqing, I know that you are not good at embroidery, and you can't bear to embroider, but Mu Shizi has a great kindness to us, you can't be too perfunctory." ā€

She thought about it for a while, and came up with an idea: "That's it, you might as well make a treasure gourd sachet, doesn't Mu Shizi like white tigers?" You'll embroider a white tiger. ā€

"This season is when the roses are blooming, so we might as well let the maids find some roses and make them into dried flowers, so we have the mind."

Lan Jiayin smiled and laughed secretly, she really dug a pit for herself, but embroidered it, in her previous life, she relied on this to support her brother, and she also relied on this to compete for favor in her husband's family, and she practiced a good skill, and it was a pity that she didn't use it in this life.

If you often do some embroidery work, it is a matter of course, the embroidered things will get better and better, and one day, you will be able to show your skills to everyone.

Thinking about it this way, it didn't look bad, she deliberately made a troubled look, frowned and said, "Alas, well, it's just like this, but whenever the car stops, I can't rest this hand, it's really tiring." ā€

Hu Qinghui will be in a hurry to embroider things, how can he bear to sit quietly in the car and not do anything?

Hurriedly took the opportunity to say a few words to her, "If you want me to say, you are also overkill, why can't we embroider in the car?" ā€

"At most, embroider for a while, rest for a while, and don't let your eyes work too hard, where are you so strict?"

"Look at Mother Hu, and then look at Mother Liu, who doesn't have a needle in their hands?"

"That is, you, don't allow Mama Kang to do their work, you are the master, they can't listen to what they say, they can only do it, but they don't know, they can't read and write, they can't be like us, read books to relieve boredom, it's really urgent in the car."

"If you don't believe it, you go and ask, even if it's Mama Kang who hurts her eyes, is it easier to think about two stitches?"

"Ah, how come?" Lan Jiayin really doesn't know, she was originally well-intentioned, but she didn't expect to do something bad?

Hu Qinghui has now taken Lan Hongsen's fan cover, and it is really difficult to make things in a moment, so that Lan Jiayin can take them to Lan Hongsen.

If Lan Jiayin's obsession can't be triggered, then she estimates that it will take at least ten days to embroider it......

"No, we must let Qinqing loosen his mouth." Hu Qinghui thought for a while and said softly: "We all know in our hearts that you care for us, but everything has a degree, and it's always bad to be too much." ā€

"Do you think that's good?"

"Now, you also have to embroider things, it's more than the same, Sister Shan's birthday is not far away, and it's even more urgent to send things back to Beijing, and you can't delay it."

"It's better to start with tomorrow, we are all embroidering in the car, but, embroider for a moment, then rest for a while, let's try it first, if you feel that your eyes are not tired, not uncomfortable, you will lift this ban."

"Okay." Lan Jiayin is not the master who knows his mistakes and does not change, so he agreed immediately, "I'll try it tomorrow, if it's really as you said, I won't stop Jinluo them anymore, but Mama Kang still can't, she is old, she must listen to the doctor!" ā€

When Jinzhu heard this, her heart warmed, and she said with a smile: "Miss, don't worry, I asked my mother just now, she said that Dr. Xiao Xu said that she was much better, and it would be okay to think about it for a few more days, and move a few fewer stitches during the day." ā€

Lan Jiayin nodded thoughtfully, don't blame her mother-in-law, in her previous life, Mama Kang was embroidering things for silver, and her eyes were broken, Lan Jiayin was scared, and it was inevitable that she would make some big fuss.

"What you said, what Mama said doesn't count, I have to ask Dr. Xiao Xu in person, but if Ming'er doesn't feel sore, you and Jinluo can move the needle." In the end, I decided to ask the doctor.

Hu Qinghui saw that she was finally relieved, and couldn't help but let out a long breath, the smile on her face was even better, and her subordinates moved more and more happily, and she wanted to finish this fan as soon as possible, so that she could embroider Lan Hongsen's fan bag, right?

Seeing his friend hanging his head and embroidering a fan, with a smile on his face, obviously happy, Lan Jiayin felt that his idea was good, pursed his lips and smiled, secretly lowered his head proudly, and embroidered the sachet with a smile.

Because of Mu Lingxuan, a native of the country, Lan Jiayin and the others knew that on the way to the west, there were three most dangerous places: Tiger Stream, Bitianxia and Ma Laoshou.

First, these three places are geographically advantageous.

Second, these three places have been the land of horse thieves since ancient times.

From the tough battle of Tiger Stream, which was fought in three places, and ended after a day and a night, it can be seen that this group of horse thieves is both greedy and fierce.

If it weren't for the command of Mu Lingxuan, a veteran of the war, and relying on the face of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, he invited rescue soldiers from Dayuan, relying on the one hundred and ten soldiers brought by Luo Chunguo alone, plus the guards of the Lan, Lin, and Hu families, and Chang Sui, even if they can win, they are bound to win miserably.

Therefore, when facing the imminent crossing of Bitianxia, even Luo Chunguo, who had experienced a hundred battles and was born as a bandit, felt that there was cold air on his backbone, and he was a little lacking in confidence, after all, half of the manpower was missing.

It's okay to say if nothing happens, but once something happens...... Luo Chunguo's face was clouded, and he no longer saw a smile.

Mu Lingxuan saw it in his eyes, but he couldn't tell the truth, the stakes were very high, and he couldn't leak the rumors.

apologized to Luo Chunguo, and he could only wait for it to make up for it afterwards.

Bitian Gorge.

As the name suggests, this place is the meeting of two mountain ranges, north and south.

The closest place to the two mountain ranges, can only barely pass a carriage, looking up, can only see a line of blue sky overhead, the terrain is more dangerous than the tiger stream back to the mountains and water.

Once someone sets up an ambush here, the consequences will not be the same as the total annihilation.

When there were still forty or fifty miles away from the canyon, Mu Yi drove his horse and ran around the horse team from front to back, and after a while, starting from Lin An, who opened the road in front, he unfurled nine black, red and white tricolor battle flags hunting in the wind.

When the flag near Lan Jiayin's carriage was unfurled, she saw that it was a flag with a black background, and in the middle was a white descending tiger, with an inch-wide red border on the side, looking majestic and very imposing.

(To be continued.) )