There is still a good set of cosmetics left, Qian Yixiu asked for slippery balm, gave Wu's grandmother jade balm, golden lotus fragrance to the little mother, and golden lotus rouge to the little aunt.

I originally wanted to give Huang Yue'e two things, but I thought about it. Even if she can guarantee that Huang Yue'e will not say it, she can't guarantee that the people around her will not say it. Huang Wanchun is a stakeholder businessman looking for money everywhere, and it is not a good thing for him to be targeted. Its own golden lotus root is a lesson from the past, and a moment of negligence and display has caused irreparable huge losses.

There are still three bottles of Bilian Lotion left for men.

Qian Yixiu took a bottle and gave it to the third noble grandfather, the third noble grandfather seemed to have encountered some funny strange thing, haha smiled and waved his hand, and said, "That's what your son likes, grandpa is an old man with mud legs, the master used it, but he wants to laugh off his big teeth." ”

Even Grandma Wu laughed on the side, "I can think of it and give it to your grandfather." If your grandfather walks out fragrantly, it must not scare people. ”

Grandpa Sangui said with a rare humor, "I can't say that I want to scare people as long as it's fragrant, if it's the fragrant smell of braised pork or the fragrant smell of braised duck, it still won't scare people." But if it's a fragrant dew, it's going to scare people. ”

Hahahaha......

Seeing that Grandpa Sangui, Grandma Wu, and Aunt Manxia were all grinning, Qian Yixiu rolled her eyelids and walked out.

No wonder it is said that it takes three generations for nobles to be cultivated. No matter how rich the third noble grandfather is, he can only be said to be a township or a landlord, Wu's grandmother can only be said to be a landlord's wife, and Aunt Manxia is a young lady of the landlord's family.

And the beautiful little lady is so stupid that she doesn't know what her surname is, she is still so fairy-like and out of the world, and she still wants to raise her daughter exquisitely.

This is a deep-seated, deep-rooted problem of consciousness.

It's just that his little mud legs, who have been rooted in his past life and present life, may disappoint the little mother. She really can't control her loud voice, and she can't do it at all times, so clean that the soles of her shoes don't even have diǎn dirt.

Nowadays, even if you learn to write with Mr. Juren, this gentleman also belongs to the unrestrained personality of celebrities and gentlemen, not only does not have a diǎn aristocratic style, but also is more arrogant than ordinary people.

When Xiao Zhengtai got out of class, Qian Yixiu went to give him [dǐng[diǎn【小[say,.※.o⊙s_();. Xiao Zhengtai pouted and shook his head and said, "Why did my sister give me this thing, my brother is still young." "It's quite a bit of a frame that rejects the temptation of a bad aunt.

She went into the house again to see off Mr. Yu, and Mr. Yu said arrogantly, "I don't like that tune." ”

When the frustrated Qian Yixiu was about to walk out of the door, he stopped her again, stretched out his hand to take the incense, and said reluctantly, "Take it, maybe you can use it in the future." ”

Qian Yixiu finally gave out a bottle and pressed the remaining two bottles at the bottom of the box.

Although the little aunt and Wu felt that this kind of cosmetics smelled good and was delicate on the face, they didn't know how good it was.

The little lady was different, opened the fragrance and smelled it, smeared the diǎn balsam on the back of her hand to look at it, and said in surprise, "Xiu'er, where did you buy the fragrance and balm?" It's so good, even better than the balsam and incense powder in Ai Shulin. ”

What is Ai Shulin? From time to time, some new terms come out of the little lady's mouth. Qian Yixiu didn't want to ask more, even if it was the royal backyard, it had nothing to do with the current little lady. smiled and said, "It's good if my mother likes it." When my mother runs out, I will buy it for my mother. ”

The little lady smiled and bent her eyebrows.

Another set of slightly inferior quality gave Qian Mandie a box of jade balm, saying that he bought it in the provincial capital. The rest was given to Qian Xiaoyu, telling her not to say it, and not to take it out and give it away.

The little girl stopped talking after hearing this, and Qian Yixiu said understandingly, "You can give it to your family, but let him keep his mouth shut." ”

The little girl blushed and straightened her head.

As soon as he entered the winter moon, Qian Sangui stayed in the room again and didn't dare to come out. Although the decoction is constant, he can finally walk around on his own, and he can still listen to people report things.

And Dashan has been staying in the mountains for a longer time with Brother Monkey and Benben or Jump, and he has not come back after eight days.

Brother Monkey has grown a lot taller, and he is more robust, and his strength is infinite, and he can even climb trees with Qian Yijin on his back to play. Qian Yixiu also wanted to let it be carried, but she was afraid that the little lady would be sad.

On this day, Huaxi Village ushered in the first snow. The snow was not heavy, but it had been falling from last night until the next day, and a thin layer had accumulated on the trees on the upper floor. Ji'an Province belongs to the south-central part of Daqian, and there are very few goose feathers and heavy snowfalls, and even this kind of light snow is rare.

In the morning, Cheng Yue watched her son and daughter wearing thick cotton robes and cotton skirts, and diǎndiǎn heads with satisfaction. He looked at the snowflakes in the sky and said, "Hongji is so pitiful, his head is bare and there is no hair, it's so cold." ”

Qian Yixiu said, "Don't worry, he will wear a monk's hat when he is cold." ”

"But my mother forgot to make him a monk's hat." Cheng Yue said to herself, her eyes were a little red.

"My mother didn't make it for him, but there are people in their temple who specialize in making clothes, and they will do it." Qian Yixiu comforted. She rarely saw the little monk in winter, he basically left in the winter moon, and he didn't come back until the next spring. In her impression, she had never seen a little monk wearing a hat.

People don't talk about it, the little brother and sister have just taken a quarter of an hour of class, and the little monk comes to visit the house. Mr. Yu gave Qian Yijin and Qian Yixiu a day off in a face-saving manner, and went to the backyard to watch the masters make furniture.

The little monk didn't wear a hat, not even a padded jacket, only a jacket, and his little face and nose were red from the cold, and his lips were all blue.

He came to resign, and he was going to go on a tour with his master, and by the way, he would spend the New Year in Baoguo Temple on the outskirts of Beijing, and he would come back in the spring of the next year. The courtyard was cold, and the little monk was invited to play in the West Wing Hall. Cheng Yue covered his face with her hands in distress and said, "Why don't you wear a jacket?" My aunt made you a jacket. Also, why doesn't this one with a bare head wear a dǐng hat? ”

The little monk smiled, "It's not cold this day, and when you go to the north, where the water drips into ice, you have to wear a cotton jacket and a hat." ”

"It's not cold yet? Look, your lips are blue. Qian Yixiu said.

The little monk said, "The monks who practice martial arts in the temple don't wear jackets this day, and they don't feel cold when they get used to it." ”

Cheng Yue covered the little monk's face hot, and stopped embroidering, but watched a pair of children talk and play with the little monk.

When it was almost noon, Qian Yiduo's children came. Yesterday, Sanfang brought her family a small jar of five-spice jar meat bought in the county seat, which was very fragrant. It's just that this thing is soft, and Old Man Qian and Mrs. Qian ate most of it, and she only caught two lumps. Thinking that there should be three rooms, I came to the spiced jar meat. When I saw the little monk here, I was very disappointed.

As a result, the little monk did not stay here for a day as usual, and was about to leave after dinner. As he was leaving, he muttered, "My master asked me to bring two small lotus roots back to the temple to eat." ”

Qian Yixiu unceremoniously refused, and at the beginning of September, he had already brought back two golden lotus roots for the old gluttonous monk. Thinking of the tender golden lotus root buds, Qian Yixiu's heart is bleeding to this day.

She pouted and said, "Your master is still a master, why are you so greedy?" We didn't even want to eat a bite of the golden lotus root, so we kept it for next year. I've already given him two verses, and he's too embarrassed to ask for more. Let him finish eating, what will my family plant next year? ”

As he spoke, the little monk's face turned even redder, and he twisted his fingers sadly and was at a loss. The master told him that he had to arrive, otherwise he would not take him out on a wandering.

Qian Yijin persuaded, "Just give him two more sections, it's not easy for the master to open his mouth." ”

Cheng Yue was also distressed when she saw the little monk's expression, and helped to intercede, "Xiu'er, just give Hongji two lotus roots, otherwise he will be scolded when he goes back." ”

Even Qian Yiduo helped to speak, "Sister Xiu'er said that the master is not good, but I have tasted the taste of not being able to eat it, and it is very uncomfortable." ”

Qian Yixiu had no choice but to let Su Sanwu get two sections of golden flower lotus roots, and brought him a basket of lotus roots from the moonlight in the lotus pond, which was the last time.

The little monk thanked him happily, and made a wish that when he came back from spring next year, he would definitely bring them the vegetarian diǎn heart of Baoguo Temple.

The little monk rode away with the big monk, and now the little monk also has a mount alone, which is a small white horse. When they walked away, Qian Yiduo glanced at his lips and said, "What is delicious in the vegetarian diǎn heart, so far away to bring it back, the tofu has become the price of meat." ”

At the beginning of the month, the shopkeeper Cui wanted to return to the capital to give a New Year's gift and report on the work of the year. Qian Sangui asked him to give him the gifts that had been prepared in advance to send to the Guogong Mansion, including 200 catties of the finest lotus root, 100 catties of "Li Ji" sausages, 100 catties of "Li Ji" bacon, and a number of mountain goods.

Qian Yixiu also gave a pure white fox skin hunted by Brother Monkey to Uncle Liang's mother.

The company is now a subsidiary under the Guogong Government, but it is necessary to tie up the leadership of the group company.

Then he gave New Year's gifts to the Zhang family, Song Mansion, and Zhai Mansion. The Song Mansion and the Zhai Mansion were sent by Qian Yijin, and the Zhang Mansion was sent by Qian Yixiu.

Huang Yue'e is already five months pregnant, and the little doctor will be a father next year. The old lady and the Song family are both happy and crazy, this daughter-in-law is suitable for childbirth, and she will be pregnant when she enters the door. Delicious and delicious food was sent to her house like running water, and she was exempted from asking for peace. It's just that Huang Yue'e stays in her yard and is bored, and she still has to come to the old lady every day to have fun.

Huang Yue'e was plumper than before, her face was ruddy, her eyebrows were peaceful, and the corners of her mouth were upturned at any time. With money, leisure, a husband who loves her, and a harmonious family, who can be happier than her?

Qian Yixiu looked at the little woman full of happiness, and was rarely envious and jealous. I don't know what kind of man I will marry in the future, but in front of me, I shook Uncle Liang's face in a ghostly way, which scared her.

There is a huge difference in age between himself and Uncle Liang, and there is a huge difference in the court, which is simply impossible. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you are the same age and the same portal, you will not find a place to marry such a person. But all the big families are full of wives and concubines, Uncle Liang is not only the grandson of the head of the Liang family, it seems that his mother only has this one son, and the burden of flowering and scattering leaves is heavier than others.

The Liang Mansion will definitely not be as charitable as the Zhang family, even if he looks forward to his grandson, he will not casually stuff a woman for his son. Doctor Xiao Zhang is the best affordable man, but it's a pity that "I was not born when you were born, and I am old when I was born".

She felt that she shouldn't have such thoughts, and secretly snorted a few times, so that she felt better.

Huang Yue'e saw Qian Yixiu looking at herself stunned, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with Xiu'er?" ”

Qian Yixiu's old face turned red, and he smiled busily, "My mother said that if you have a sharp belly, you will have a male baby, and I feel that my aunt's belly is pointy, and she wants to give birth to a younger brother." ”

Her words made everyone in the room laugh.

The old lady even said with a haha, "Inherit your auspicious words, inherit your auspicious words." ”

After returning home, I heard that Master Lu's senior brother had returned to his hometown for the New Year, and he happened to bring back a few pieces of high-quality golden silk nanmu. It's just worth a lot, so a few small pieces of wood cost one hundred and fifteen taels of silver.

Master Lu locked himself in the room alone and began to create art. When the apprentices went home for the New Year, he didn't go back, but his son came to invite him home, and he threw his son out. Even the food was delivered to the door, and he brought it in to eat.

It turned out that I also met an artist with persistent pursuits.

Qian Yixiu was very happy and gave Master Lu a very high living treatment, not only eating and drinking well, but also providing him with high-quality firewood and charcoal in the house, for fear that he would not be able to use it if his hands were frozen.

In the blink of an eye, it was the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the Qian family went to the grave of the ancestors under the leadership of Old Master Qian. Now that the Qian family has been imported, the grandson has a profit, the great-grandson has a profit, and the diǎn heart career is thriving, which makes the old man Qian feel a sense of achievement. When kowtowing to the ancestors, they fell one by one.

When Qian Yijin burned paper for his little father, he also reported to his little father on behalf of his family.

Sue sù he, he and his sister are now named teachers and refer to diǎn, and the progress can be said to be a thousand miles a day. The family built a big house again, and the splendid line and the lotus pond moonlight earned a lot of money. The mother is so capable, the embroidered flowers are as beautiful and beautiful as the real flowers, and the well-informed Master Lu is crying, and so on.

At the end of the morning, Cheng Yue stood at the door and looked at the path, still unable to bring Brother Jiang back, but finally waited for the children to come back. She knew that she was going to have a reunion dinner for the New Year today. So she didn't eat seriously at noon, she had to wait for her family to come back and eat together.

Qian Yixiu saw that the little lady was still so plain, with a dark green gown and a moon-white embroidered grass pattern horse-faced skirt. It's just that the silver hairpin and two small yellow flowers on his head add some joy. She stood quietly in the doorway, seeing the smile on her child's lips, but she still couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes.

Huang Tie carried Qian Sangui, who was wrapped in a quilt, from the ox cart, and the family went to the house.

The people put chickens, ducks and fish on the table, and in a lively sound of firecrackers, the third room of the Qian family had a New Year's dinner again.

And in a big mansion in the capital, Pan Fuma, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was sitting in a luxuriously furnished boudoir.

His eyes were a little wet, and he looked around the room and muttered softly, "Time flies so fast, with a flick of your fingers." It's been nine years, and Yue'er has been away from her father for nine years......" (To be continued.) )