Zhang Wenjuan quickly raised her eyes and glanced at Xia Xiaodong, and also quickly said 'um', obviously unwilling to mention Ning Junwu in person.

"Actually, I'm still a little tolerant." The woman in red didn't look at Xia Xiaodong at this time, and smiled at Zhang Wenjuan: "A character like Ning Gongzi, if you want to monopolize it, you can't always prepare a few beauties, so that he can hug him left and right and feel comfortable in his heart." ”

A beautiful woman who is regarded as an Israelite servant? Xia Xiaodong couldn't cry or laugh, thinking about it again, it doesn't matter, in the end, is it still recognized as beautiful? As for whether to hug or not to hug, the woman in red said that it doesn't count.

On such a public occasion, if you really want to argue, it will be ugly for everyone - now the girls at the same table have no heads, no brains and don't understand very well, it is better for everyone to pretend to be confused together.

Zhang Wenjuan looked like the two of them when she was in Suzhou, she just chattered when she heard the words, lowered her head and fiddled with the two chopsticks in front of her, and said reluctantly: "Sister Qiao, what did you choose in the end?" ”

Speaking of colorful operas, the woman in red surnamed Qiao became interested, put Xia Xiaodong behind for the time being, and said with a smile: "I asked you to help me choose last night, you also said that this is good, and that is also good, what a shallow and illiterate person." You see! I chose this later! ”

I saw that the girl Qiao stretched out her hand behind her, and the maid who followed her immediately understood and handed over a small box two inches square.

Zhang Wenjuan ridiculed people in person, but her face was flat and expressionless, so she only leaned over to look at the box.

There were a few other girls at the same table, and they were all curious, and many of them looked over.

The workmanship of the box is extremely exquisite, and the texture of Huanghuali is polished to be smooth and shiny, and you can look at it at will. I just felt that the whole box was integrated, and I couldn't see how to open it.

Miss Jo triumphantly moved somewhere in the corner of the box before the box bounced open on its own. Even during the day, you can still see a faint glow emanating from it.

It's probably the so-called jewelry.

There was a bead the size of a thumb's belly lying inside.

"Wow," Zhang Wenjuan exclaimed in a surprised low voice: "Sister Qiao, you are too willing!" I'm afraid this thing will cost thousands of silver. ”

"Huh," Miss Qiao disagreed, pouting, "How cheesy it is to say silver!" This was still my father's year as a junior sergeant. It was given by an old family uncle in his hometown. If you really want to buy it. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy it for a thousand taels. ”

said that Zhang Wenjuan was cheesy, but in fact, this person went around in a circle, and he still talked about the silver.

A girl at the same table who wears yellow. happened to be sitting between Xia Xiaodong and the girl Qiao, and at this time he talked funny: "I heard that my sister's surname is Qiao, is it the daughter of Qiao Jingzhao's family?" My father is a judge of Dali Temple, surnamed Du. ”

Qiao Jingzhao didn't mean that Miss Qiao's father was called that. Rather, it refers to Lord Jing Zhao Yin, whose surname is Qiao.

Because of the scope of jurisdiction, the Dali Temple Commentator and Jing Zhaoyin have contacts from time to time. There is always a face. (It is probably equivalent to the relationship between the judge of the High Court and the mayor of Beijing, which is not close or not far.) ）

Miss Qiao was not disgusted by this obvious stutter, and said with a smile: "Exactly, I am Qiao Qiao'er." Did Sister Du come by herself? ”

There is no maid behind Miss Du. So Qiao Qiaoer asked.

"There are people serving here, so I'll let her go down to eat." Miss Du only brought a maid, if she didn't let people go to dinner at this time. The maid will be hungry for a day.

In fact, even with two maids, there were many female guests who let the maids go down - there were not many places where the maids needed to serve. Otherwise, it's such a big place. In addition to the sitting master, if you add the standing maid, it is too crowded.

is like Qiao Qiaoer, in addition to showing off, he is just ignorant.

"Sister, this bead is so beautiful, can you let my sister see it?" Miss Du was very good at turning the topic back.

Qiao Qiao'er generously pushed the box over.

Absolutely. Take out the good things and no one will look at them, it's simply the daytime version of the brocade night walk, and it would be better if it could be circulated in turn and praised in unison.

Miss Du is quite good at doing it, put her hands on the beads, made a small dark space, and then put her eyes in the space between her two thumbs, glanced inside, raised her head and smiled: "Sure enough, it's the pearl of the night!" If you look at it at night, it must be even more brilliant! ”

Such a statement not only exaggerates things, but also raises one's own vision - it has long been seen that it is the pearl of the night.

Qiao Qiao'er's face was full of pride, and she said deliberately: "It's a little dim now, and when I first brought it a few years ago, it was even brighter." ”

Pearls are common, large pearls are rare, and night pearls are rare.

I heard that it was the pearl of the night, and several other girls were also tempted, so they stretched out their hands to take a look.

Xia Xiaodong was not interested in the night pearl, but was thinking about something else.

Qiao Qiaoer brought the Night Pearl not specifically for show, but for the colorful play.

The colorful opera was pioneered by the Lu family, and now it is a unique game in Beijing. The name of the play is colorful because the prop is a multicolored pom-pom wrapped in silk threads.

At the beginning of the game, the people of the main family - for example, this time it is the old lady of the Lu family, first take out the prize, and those who have the heart to ask for the prize will naturally come forward, and the old lady of the Lu family will throw the colorful pom-pom, and whoever gets it will be the winner.

And that's not all, even if the prize is in the pocket, he has to take another thing out and continue until someone is unwilling to take out the prize (this situation is almost none, everyone can't afford to lose that face), or reach the specified number of rounds, such as five or ten, even if it is over.

In fact, except for the first people who only can't get in and out, and the last people who only get in and can't get out, the middle ones are like bartering, which is just fun and fun.

Later, different meanings were gradually derived, and someone's things were taken by another person, because of this small fate, they later became friends, and even became husband and wife, which made this colorful play more and more interesting. For a festival like the Mid-Autumn Festival, there must be three or two cheers.

Xia Xiaodong didn't plan to participate in this game, which was a bit like throwing a hydrangea, but in case he was pulled off the field, he still had two things in his hand. Now that I see that big pearl of the night, I feel a little drumming in my heart - if everyone takes out something similar, then the one I prepared by myself seems to be not of sufficient grade.

When I was pondering, I heard a fragrant breeze at the staircase, and a group of women came up surrounded by a girl in a gorgeous costume. I saw that the girl's face was bright, and in this Mid-Autumn Festival, the neckline and cuffs had been inlaid with a white fox skin piping, which looked slightly exaggerated.

"Lord Anning!" Qiao Qiao'er snorted in a low voice, but as she spoke, her eyes looked behind the wave of people from the county lord of Anning.

"I wonder if the county lord of Yongchang will come?" Miss Du whispered what she was thinking.

(To be continued.) )