It was spring, and the pear blossoms were like frost and snow.

Luo Yan leaned in front of the window and said to herself, why hasn't the snow stopped!

"Miss, what did you say?" The maid Jiu'er put down the copper basin in her hand, walked over and took her arm with one hand, and pushed open the carved window with the other.

The spring breeze is intoxicating, and the pear blossoms are fragrant.

"The lord knows that Miss likes pear blossoms the most, and he has moved a lot of pear trees to our Ji Garden, but I didn't expect them to bloom so well this spring. Why don't we go out for a walk, you've been bored for days. ”

Luo Yan looked at Jiu'er in a trance.

Ten-year-old Jiu'er combed her hair in a double bun, a small pink face, and two round eyes were looking at the fluttering pear blossoms intoxicated.

Stretched out his palm and picked up a few fallen petals, bursting with a faint fragrance, Luo Yan's mind suddenly became clear.

"Is my sister better? I made a sachet for you, and by the way, I also came to enjoy your Ji Garden, the pear blossoms are really delicate! ”

A voice like a silver bell came.

"The eldest lady is here." The maid snorted softly.

The beaded curtain was lifted, and a handsome girl walked in.

Luo Yan looked at the girl who came in, and couldn't help but shout: "Sister." ”

The woman who came in was Luo Yan's sister Luo Chan, with two flying cloud eyebrows, a pair of red phoenix eyes, thin lips slightly curvy, and a peach-colored dress lined with a delicate smile.

Luo Chan looked at her with a smile, and Luo Yan was at a loss for a while.

Luo Chan in front of her is clearly only fourteen or fifteen years old, where is she still the resentful grandmother of the Rong family!

"My mother said that this wormwood is in the sachet, the most to ward off evil and filth, my sister will smell when she is empty, maybe this body will be refreshing."

Jiu'er hurriedly took the sachet and said, "It's still the eldest lady who thinks thoughtfully, the second lady has always been drowsy and doesn't think about tea and rice for the past few months, and if she smells this sachet, maybe she will have an appetite." ”

She hung the sachet on the cable ribbon around Luo Yan's waist, and said happily as she walked out, "I'll go to the kitchen and cook a bowl of ginkgo porridge for the second lady later." ”

Luo Yan looked at Luo Chan blankly, and suddenly walked quickly to the rhombic mirror.

The girl in the rhombic mirror looked like she was eleven or twelve years old, frowning with a pair of willow eyebrows and looking at her with apricot eyes. A little rouge on the forehead is very eye-catching, like a delicate plum blossom budding, which adds a bit of charm to the color of the person in the mirror.

Luo Yan stroked her eyebrows and eyes, and burst into tears in an instant.

I'm alive again, I'm alive again!

She shouted in her heart, Rong Jue, thank you, if you didn't dislike me for abandoning me in the cold pavilion of the Rong family's west courtyard, how could I be reborn in the wind, snow and cold days and return to the warm spring day!

She turned around and threw herself into Luo Chan's arms, and she sobbed profusely.

Luo Chan was a little surprised, her sister had never been so close to her, so she didn't get used to it.

"Seeing that I got the sachet embroidered by my sister, I was so happy that I forgot my shape for a while. Girl, hurry up and serve tea. Luo Yan wiped her eyes, a little shy, unable to suppress the joy of rebirth, Fang Jue lost her manners.

"Sister, sit down, I'll come when I go."

She walked into the inner room and looked at the hollow flowers on the table next to the bed, the blue and white peach and bamboo plum vase on the Duobao Pavilion against the wall, and the colorful music and dance figurines...... Everything is so familiar!

When she opened the four-drawer cabinet with pomegranate pattern in Huanghuali, she was wearing all the clothes she wore when she was eleven or twelve.

She relieved herself, took out a piece of concubine-colored feather yarn from the drawer, and held it in her hand.

"Miss?" When Yu'er came in and saw the feather yarn in her hand, she understood Luo Yan's intentions.

"This yarn was specially brought by Mrs. from the capital to tailor clothes for your birthday, and I really want to ...... it."

Luo Yan nodded, and the concubine didn't say much.

She has been in the Luo family for eleven years, watching Luo Yan grow up, knowing that she is such a character, she can't stand the slightest kindness from others, and she has to repay it.

"Girl, is the tea ready?"

Luo Yan looked at her child, it was Seventeen Shaohua, her eyebrows were like daisies, her eyes were painted, and she was wearing a blue placket, which was even more stable and dignified.

"It's brewed, and I use the new tea from my wife."

If I had a woman by my side to explain, wouldn't I have thought about it so much, and I was self-deprecating?

Luo Yan pursed the corners of her lower lip lightly and sighed in her heart.

Luo Chan sat on the embroidered pier of the banquet hall, looking around at the furnishings in the room, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.

In the end, it was born by his wife, and he was more valued than the daughter born to her aunt.

She knew that the family's economy was not well-off, and Luo's father even wanted to build this garden for Luo Yan to live in. All the good things left in the house were moved to this garden.

The plaque on the gate of Jiyuan was found by the best craftsmen in the city, carved according to his father's inscription.

Luo's father is the down-and-out son of Jiangdu, and he comes and goes with some sour friends every day. Relying on the meager property left by his ancestors, he occasionally helped people write some pleadings for some pen fees. In the past two years, life has become more and more tight, and the construction of this Ji Garden has exhausted the Locke family's greatest ability.

Ji Garden, the rain stops for Ji. Could it be that his father is hoping that Luo Yan will bring prosperity to the family house?

Luo Chan sneered in her heart, but she was afraid that she didn't have that life! It was only three months after I moved to Jiyuan, and I became sick.

She opened the Ru kiln pink and green glazed plum blossom tea cup, and teased the floating tea foam, seeing that the tea was bright and the tea fragrance was rich, she couldn't help but sigh again, and the silver quill before the rain in this valley was also given to this girl.

Luo Yan came in with the clothes and saw Luo Chan drinking tea with her eyebrows down. He said softly: "Sister, do you like this material?" I think only when my sister wears it is not a pearl. Luo Yan had regained her composure, with a faint smile on her face.

Luo Chan's eyes lit up, the concubine color has always been her favorite, this concubine color feather yarn is light and silky, and there is a kind of charm and enchantment, which is deeply liked by her.

"This is good material, my sister gave it to me, how is this good?"

Luo Yan walked over and put the feather yarn in her hand, "I'm afraid that my sister will still dislike it!" How can this yarn be compared with my sister's sachet, my sister's embroidery has always been the best, not to mention our small city in Jiangdu, even the embroidery girls in the south of the Yangtze River can also be counted. ”

Luo Chan took the feather yarn and stroked it fondly.

Fu'er said, "Why did the eldest lady come by herself?" What about Liu'er and Qing'er? ”

"They went to find Ai'er to draw patterns, no, I'm going to Rong's house in a few days, and I don't have anything to bring, I want to embroider a few more sachets for the ladies and ladies." It's just that I don't know if they will dislike it, what is good about the Rong family! ”

"Sister, just rest assured to embroider, this heart is better than anything. What's more, how could my sister's embroidery not be able to take it. Luo Yan suddenly remembered that she was going to Rong's house, and she couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

Luo Chan chatted a few more words and said, "It's not early, I have to go back." These days, I have to hurry up to embroider sachets. Seeing that my sister is okay today, I am a little relieved. After a few days, we will go to Rong's house together, my sister will go for the first time, and my sister will bring my sister more! Luo Chan took the concubine-colored feather yarn and walked out of the door.

She looked back at the Ji Garden where the pear blossoms were falling, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

What do you say about Jiangnan embroidery girls, you can also count them! Could it be that I was born cheap, and I want to fight with the embroidery girl?

Let's take a look when we get to the Rong family, I don't believe it, which of my Luo Chan is worse than you Luo Yan!