Chapter 8 Needlework

Ruan followed her grandmother to Saibei and Quanzhou since she was a child, and saw many scenery in this world. But I never thought that Chu Baye was a nerd who didn't listen to things outside the window, and he didn't ask how he learned, but the sourness of a scholar was very unpleasant, and his only hobby was to pretend to be suave.

She was very disappointed, coupled with the fact that the three heirs were not going well one after another, Xiusun raised her eyes to look at the Ruan family, who was still stunned.

Ruan Shi was still silent, the Nasha Buddha's hand flower and bird fan in his hand had long been on his knees, and his slender and slender ten fingers like a green onion tube tightly held the handle of Xiangfei Zhu's fan, his eyes wandered, as if he was staring at somewhere behind Xiusun, and unconsciously pursed his lips, and there was a surge in his eyes that Xiusun couldn't quite understand, as if there was regret, as if he was ruthless, and as if he was reluctant.

Xiusun felt a little uneasy.

The old lady owes the old lady of the Ruan family a great favor, and now the Ruan family has gradually had children who have begun to study, and the relationship between the two families has become closer and closer, and the relationship between the Ruan family and Chu Baye seems to be relatively insignificant.

Neither side can pull this face to reconcile, not to mention, neither Ruan nor Chu Baye has any particularly serious faults.

Since you can't get along, you can only live it, if you want to live well in the future, you can't do it without a son, it's better to give birth to the eldest son as soon as possible.

After all, in this family, no matter who gives birth to a son, it is no different for the grandmother and father, but for her and the mother, the difference is big.

Xiusun was worried, and unconsciously arched into Ruan's arms.

When her mother saw this, she sneered and asked, "Do you want to eat a lion's head again?" Didn't you promise your mother to eat more vegetables? ”

Xiusun laughed bitterly at herself, as a little girl, she should still worry about whether her mother would force her to eat the eggplant she didn't like tomorrow.

The old lady was worried about Xiusun's recurrent condition, so she and her daughter-in-law took turns guarding Xiusun, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law paid attention to Xiusun, and they didn't breathe for several days, but they were unprecedentedly harmonious.

Seeing Ruan's love for Xiusun these days, his heart has softened a little, and he can't help but pick it up again after putting aside his hopes for many years.

So the old lady called Ruan Shi on this day and instructed her to pack up some food and medicinal materials to cool off the heat and change clothes to send to her son who was studying hard in the temple.

Ruan was reluctant, but finally agreed, but she was very irritable in her heart, she didn't want to see that person at all, and often thought that if she had such a husband, it would be better to die outside, so that she could at least remarry.

This day is a rare sunny day, early in the morning, Ruan Shi packed up, came to the Huanshi Mountain House to the old lady to say goodbye, the old lady told two sentences to be careful on the road, although it is summer, when crossing the river, don't let the wind blow to the clouds, let Ruan go out early.

Xiusun was led by Mama Shen to send Ruan's all the way out of the Hanging Flower Gate, Ruan's walked faster and faster, the forbidden tassel of the skirt flew up, Xiusun accelerated his pace and followed Ruan's behind, a little panting, glimpsed Ruan's white hand shrunk in his sleeve, clenched tightly, and cyan veins erupted on the back of his hand.

She really wanted to remind Ruan Shi to control her temper and stop arguing with Chu Baye, but she had no choice but to have three aunts around Xiuguan, Xiuzhi, Xiuqian, and others, so it was difficult to speak.

Xiusun wanted to step forward and pull Ruan's sleeve, but Aunt Mo stepped forward and called, "Sister." ”

The kitsch voice is flattering, but very out of place.

Sure enough, Ruan Shi was annoyed in his heart, and slapped Aunt Mo in the face with a backhand, gritted his teeth and said, "You bought it from me for four hundred taels of silver, so the price is a little more expensive, not a noble concubine." ”

Then she glared at Aunt Mo fiercely, and the five-year-old Xiuqian was so frightened that she cried, and her chubby little body hid behind the nurse.

Ruan Shi accidentally raised his eyes to see Xiuqian's appearance, frowned, and noticed that a thin layer of fat powder was smeared on the little face, and he let go of Xiuqian and glared at Aunt Mo fiercely, "What kind of fat powder does such a young child smear!" ”

glanced at a few girls in a blink of an eye, and saw that Xiuguan was not greased and powdered, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Wipe it off, I don't have to think about it since I was a child." This is really heartbreaking, although it is Aunt Mo, Ruan's eyes are staring at Aunt Zhao.

Xiusun saw that she had no chance to remind her now, but seeing that Ruan's was so irritable, it was estimated that it was in vain, so she had to take out a handkerchief to support Xiuqian's little face and wipe the fat powder of the white flower a little bit, and softly comforted her that she looked the best, and it was not too late to wipe the powder when she grew up.

Seeing Ruan Shi helping Mama Chen's hand into the carriage, watching the mother-in-law who followed the carriage put away the small bench of yellow wood, and watching the three carriages disappear into the limited field of vision of the Hanging Flower Gate.

Xiusun turned around and caught a glimpse of Aunt Mo covering her red and swollen cheeks with one hand, but her expression was full of schadenfreude, she frowned so faintly that she could barely see her eyebrows, and her heart rose sharply uneasy.

I saw Aunt Mo looking back at the door of the hanging flowers, snorted lightly, and muttered something.

I was about to slow down and listen carefully to Aunt Mo's whisper, but Xiuguan grabbed her arm, "Seventh sister, is she well?" She looked very happy, but only the corners of her mouth were raised, and her slender and bright eyes were still staring at her.

Xiusun returned a "sincere" smile, "Thank you for your concern, it's already good." ”

Seeing Aunt Zhao approaching Aunt Mo and muttering something in her ear, the corner of Aunt Mo's mouth was even more sarcastic, and she replied in a low voice, Aunt Zhao pursed her lips with concern, clenched the handkerchief in her hand, lowered her head and took two steps back, and fell behind.

Xiuguan glanced at it, and then pulled Xiusun and took two steps, "That day, my sister sent my grandmother's Mobao, and my sister has already drawn it here, and I will ask the girl to send it back to my sister when I turn around." ”

"Then it's hard sister." Xiusun glanced at Aunt Mo's smug smile twice, and caught a glimpse of Aunt Zhao's back disappearing into the East and West Hall.

"It's my sister who should thank me, I haven't finished the embroidery work at hand, so I'll go back first, sister take care."

"Fourth sister walk slowly."

The two saluted face to face, and Xiuguan quickly glanced at Aunt Zhao walking through the hall, but turned around and stepped slowly onto the opposite corridor.

Xiusun stood in place and looked at Xiuguan's back, and glanced at the little magpie behind him, the little magpie blinked and was stunned for a moment with big eyes, but he still hesitated and turned around and followed.

Xiusun glanced at the corridor again, and Xiuguan's figure had already passed the door of the Begonia Moon Cave and disappeared into the emerald bamboo shadow.

The little magpie followed Xiuguan sneakily with his little short legs, and his movements looked very unprofessional.

Xiusun sighed and was a little disappointed, looking at the pebble ground with begonia patterns, feeling very helpless, the little magpie is finally not stupid to get home, but it still needs to be adjusted, and it will take a long time.

She recalled that in Cining Palace, the palace people she could see had all been selected at various levels, all kinds of words and expressions, all kinds of exquisite, stupid and stupid people were mostly going to do miscellaneous labor, or simply all kinds of unknown and unexplained deaths.

And the little magpie in front of Xiusun now, who grew up in Zhuangzi since he was a child, accidentally went to a family next to an official eunuch to be a little maid to play. Well, it's her fault that she doesn't know people well enough.

It's just that when she thought of Du Ruo, who disappeared without any sound in her previous life, she suddenly felt a chill down her spine, how she hoped that Du Ruo was dead, at least she didn't betray her, but what a smart person Du Ruo was, if there was any change, how could she not notice it, how could she not even shout.

Du Ruo grew up with her, and she always thought that her understanding of Du Ruo was not inferior to that of the emperor's grandmother, but now that it is like this, is Du Ruo really hiding something.

By the time Xiusun had recovered from her little frustration, the two aunts had already bowed and retreated.

Xiuzhi pulled Xiuqian and smiled two steps forward to catch up with Xiusun, and when she saw her staring, she asked, "Is the seventh sister blind?" ”

Xiuzhi glanced at Xiusun again, took her hand and said as she walked, "Grandmother's birthday is coming, what does my sister plan to give as a gift?" ”

When Xiusun heard this, she glanced at Xiuzhi seriously.

The sixth sister is just nine years old this year, with immaturity between her eyebrows and eyes, a long face, and upright facial features.

A pair of small red gold lilacs on the earlobes, like her breath, are not very zĂ i, every time you notice it, you can always feel fresh and natural.

She is not as graceful and lovely as Xiuguan, nor as delicate as Xiuqian Yuxue, but she has good hair, black as ink, bright as crow's wings, with a simple double bun and pink silk flowers.

The jacket of honey-pigmented Hangzhou silk is only embroidered with daffodils on the cuffs of the corners, and the moon-white pleated skirt is accompanied by a dignified demeanor and a calm look, and the overall look is also an elegant beauty.

Xiusun smiled mischievously and asked back, "My sister hasn't prepared yet, what does my sister plan to give?" ”

Xiuzhi said, "I want to embroider a forehead for my grandmother, but I don't have a suitable pattern, I want to find the mandarin duck sister in my sister's house, I don't know if my sister will allow it?" ”

"My sister will see the outside world when she says this, why don't you go to my place and let's do needlework together." Xiusun warmly invited, and pinched Xiuqian's tender pink cheeks that although she was only five years old, she was almost as tall as herself.

Xiuqian looked at Xiusun timidly with bright eyes, and finally nodded, "Okay, I'll go." ”

In Xiuqian's impression, her mother-in-law is so terrible, but this seventh sister looks quite amiable.

So the three sisters entered the Huanshi Mountain House hand in hand.

The old lady was very pleased to see that the sisters were harmonious, and specially asked the maid to ventilate the hall where the two sisters had entered the courtyard, and asked the sisters to go there to do needlework.

Huanshi mountain house is a three-entry courtyard, introduce living water, accumulate water into a pool, a pool of green and turquoise mirror water, the water surface is dotted with curved bridge stone boat and Yiran Spring Pavilion, surrounded by Qingbi Lake stone, row upon row, high and low orderly, in the meantime vanilla is overgrown, moss mottled, look at it from afar, it is like a solidified wave.

Xiusun's great-grandfather is a lover of garden construction, especially fond of this garden water method, once spared no gold and silver, the pursuit of perfect rockery landscape, listen to the grandmother, when she just married, there is often flowing water between the Taihu Lake stones, connected to each other, beautiful, this is also the origin of the name of the Huanshi mountain house.

And this year is a long time ago, the gear pipes in the depths of the cave have rotted and can no longer run on their own, and the former prosperity is rare to see.