"Let's go, mourning home will send you." The Queen Mother took the red hijab in her hand, "Send you out of the palace gate, and the mourning family will cover it for you with their own hands." ”

What a long! Aunt Xiaoyu burst into tears as she walked.

"Fool, it won't look good if the makeup is going to be spent." His aunt wiped her tears from Aunt Xiaoyu. "Don't cry, the Queen Mother loves you and gives you face, don't be ugly and embarrass the Queen Mother!"

Aunt Xiaoyu is younger than the Queen Mother and her aunts, and over the years, she looks like a sister and a daughter. The Queen Mother treats her better than many princesses.

When they arrived at Jiaying Gate, everyone stopped, and they could already see the sedan chair outside the door.

The Queen Mother suddenly took Aunt Xiaoyu's hand, "The mourning family sent you out." ”

"!" Aunt Xiaoyu broke free of the Queen Mother's hand and knelt down facing the Queen Mother: "Please stop the Queen Mother!" "The emperor's sisters and sisters don't have this honor to let the queen mother send out of the palace, how dare she!

"Get up." The Queen Mother looked at Aunt Xiaoyu, "The mourning family will send you out!" ”

Xiaoyu, you are the child I picked up with him, we used to joke that when you are your father and mother, I raised you, but it's a pity......

When the housekeeper saw the Queen Mother personally giving it away, he didn't dare to take it, so he knelt down and bowed.

"Manager Zhuang, Xiaoyu will be handed over to you in the future." The queen mother explained to the housekeeper like a mother marrying her daughter.

"Don't dare to live up to the Queen Mother, don't dare to live up to the emperor, don't dare to live up to Xiaoyu!" The housekeeper expressed his heart.

The Queen Mother covered Aunt Xiaoyu with a hijab, and her aunt helped Aunt Xiaoyu onto the sedan chair, and the housekeeper Zhuang carried the sedan chair to the West Street with a drummer.

Watching the sedan chair gradually move away, the Queen Mother did not move for a long time. Many years ago, the peerless Zhao genius sent her sister into the palace side by side with her: "Little girl, when you grow up, I will propose to your father." "What did she say?" Phew, who's going to marry you! ”

After all, I didn't marry him.

She grew up, but waited for the news of her sister's death, and then, she entered the palace as the crown princess. And he was robbed of his family name, demoted to a criminal citizen, and exiled for thousands of miles.

Obviously, they only picked up the little doll on the street a month ago, and they also promised to be the father and mother of the little doll, a family of three, what a beautiful dream?

But since then, the south and the north have never met.

I heard that the talented man who crowned Xinxi finally married his maid.

At this moment, the Zhao Mansion is not lively.

There were ten tables set up in the house, and they were already full, including acquaintances from West Street, neighbors from Youpin Street, and old friends of the family's business partners and housekeepers.

Although it is said that it is just the housekeeper's marriage, after Sun Siyuan found Miao to dry, it is destined to not be handled simply. The Miao family arranged a cook, a gift package sponsored by the Zhou family, and Ji Jiayin also invited his father to sit in and receive the gift money!

You must know that at this time, Ge Weihua was in the limelight in Shilin for a while with the release of movable type printing and the "Xinxi Dictionary".

Many people who came to pay tribute, as soon as they saw Ge Weihua, silently took out some more money - too little, they always felt that they couldn't take it! The wedding package in return was sponsored by the Zhou family, which contained brown sugar, red cake, red cloth and red oil, which was full of weight and much more expensive than the money paid by ordinary neighbors.

Originally, there was no red oil, everyone mostly used red beans, soybean oil has slowly become popular in the past two years, and some people came up with the idea of using a bamboo tube to fill the oil, paste the red paper and put it in the bag, which is more attractive than red beans.

"Mimi, you're bleeding a lot this time!" Watching the gift bags being sent out one by one, Sun Siyuan suddenly felt that she was very sorry, what did she do to Zhou Mimi? Marriage only comes with one or two silver, but people don't need money to give this gift package, and they don't frown a little.

Pedaling back to the bedroom, Sun Siyuan came out with a piece of paper. "Mimi, this is the bag I came up with recently. How's it going, you see? ”

Zhou Mimi took the paper and saw that there were four strange things drawn on it, and she didn't understand it after looking at it for a long time, "Bag?" ”

Here, people used to wrap their bags directly with cloth, or with sewn cloth bags, or woven baskets, aiming for simplicity and practicality. The painting that Sun Siyuan took out looked like bells and whistles, but Zhou Mimi really didn't understand it.

"yes, bag." Sun Siyuan pointed to the painting and explained to Zhou Mimi: "This one with a long strap is called a 'shoulder bag', which can be straddled on the shoulder; this one with two shoulder straps like a basket is called a 'backpack'; this one like a big thick belt is a 'waist bag', and this two short belts are 'handbags', you go back and think about it, make them, there must be a market!" ”

Zhou Mimi was a little hesitant, "I haven't heard of any 'bags', no one uses this!" Sun Siyuan put his hand on Zhou Mimi's shoulder: "I told you, no one uses it because there is none, and when you make it, your family is the only one in the entire capital, isn't that a lot of money flying into your pocket?" ”

Subsequently, Sun Siyuan introduced the use of several bags in detail.

Zhou Mimi was moved, she became friends with Sun Siyuan, and she valued her endless whimsical ideas, and when she heard her say this, she felt that it would definitely work for no reason!

"Okay, then I'll go back and try!" Zhou Mimi carefully folded the paper and put it away. "yes, okay." Sun Siyuan smiled and squinted, in this way, she wouldn't owe Zhou Mimi, right?

On this day, the housekeeper of the village wore a red wedding dress and took care of it, looking like a handsome uncle. When he brought the bride home, he was stopped and poured a lot of wine, so he tossed it all the time.

There is no high hall in the house, and Sun Siyuan refuses to be worshiped by the housekeeper of the village, and the newlyweds only worship the king of heaven and earth, and the bride is sent to the cave room.

Then, Steward Zhuang was pulled over by everyone to pour wine, Sun Siyuan only laughed, and did not stop him, letting everyone make a fuss.

The more big and small it is, the more it can make people forget those so-called master-servant rules. When the bride came in through the gate, everyone looked surprised, and she could see it very clearly.

On this day, the Zhao Mansion was serious and lively, especially the neighbors who had never interacted with Yipin Street, most of them sent people over to eat and drink, and they played a part.

That night, Sun Siyuan counted the money in the house.

"Haha, there's money, you see, a lot of money, hehe." While drawing money, he reconciled the ledger. If you want to say that this Ge Weihua's characters are really beautiful, it is that I am not used to the Xinxi Chinese language, and some strange names can only be recognized after a long reaction.

"This is the gift money received by the housekeeper of the village, does it have anything to do with you?" Zhao Youqian flipped through the book and ignored her.

Sun Siyuan said what kind of bag he wanted, he turned the book, drew a picture according to those "bags", and was about to order it, but she actually stole the picture while she didn't pay attention! It's given away, it's still that Zhou Mimi!

Didn't she hate Zhou Mimi? It's better now, and it's in vain for him......

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Zhao Youqian snorted: "I won't do the bag, wait for that Zhou Mimi to be done, let her send it to you!" ”

"Huh? Why! Can the friend send it the same as the one my husband sends? Sun Siyuan was unconvinced, but when she saw Zhao Youqian's eyes, her heart was inexplicably weak, and her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally there was only a mosquito-like voice: "Do people want the bags sent by their husbands......"