After the big girl and the little tiger left, the whole courtyard seemed to be deserted in an instant, and even the mood of Mrs. and Huiya was very low, thinking about the two children who had returned to the Dingguo Mansion every day, and couldn't help but cry relatively closely.

Although Hui Ya missed the two of them as much as Mrs. Lian in her heart, she couldn't really let Mrs. Lian cry every day, so she talked with her more every day, accompanied her to make children's clothes, and made medicinal food according to the doctor's prescription to nourish Mrs. Lian's body.

Hui Ya finished sewing the small shoes in her hand, gently put the thread on the side of her teeth and bit it, and then carefully arranged the shape of the small shoes.

"Huiya's craftsmanship is getting better and better." Mrs. Lian looked at the delicate pink satin shoes in Huiya's hand, which were smaller than the palm of her hand, and couldn't help but take them to her hand and look at them carefully, and praised with a smile.

"It's better to be taught by Aunt Cui!" Hui Ya smiled, and took out the other three small shoes that had been made from the sewing basket, and made two pairs of them with the pink satin that had just been made.

"Small bag, soft, come, try new shoes!" Huiya smiled and waved at the two little meat balls crawling on the kang, watching the two little dolls crawling over happily drooling, Huiya felt that her heart was about to melt.

One left and one right held the two fat dolls in their arms, wiped their saliva affectionately, and then put on new shoes for them, looking at the two small ones Although they couldn't express themselves, they were very happy, Huiya happily kissed them on the face several times.

Mrs. Lian looked at her two babies so lively and cute, she couldn't help but reach out and touch her belly again, thinking that she was already far away in the Dingguo Mansion, and it was not easy to see the big girl and the little tiger, she couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know if the big girl and the little tiger are doing well in the Dingguo Mansion." ”

"Aunt Cui, don't worry, didn't you come back with news last time, the eldest girl and the little tiger have already opened an ancestral hall and entered the family tree of the Yang family? And Mrs. Shizi likes the two of them so much, and she personally takes them by her side to raise them, and she will definitely not let them be wronged......" Huiya persuaded Mrs. Lian carefully, in fact, to be honest, she also thought about the two children in her heart, but what could she do if she was worried, it was just to make Aunt Cui more troubled.

"Madame, eat some fruit." At this time, Xiangmo walked in from outside, carrying a plate of fruits. Now that even Mrs. Lian is a month old, she doesn't dare to eat too much and too full, and the snacks she originally ate in the afternoon have also become fruits.

Hui Ya brought a plate of peeled apples for Mrs. Lian and put them on the kang table beside her, and she took a silver spoon, pinched a whole apple, scraped the puree from the top, and let the two little ones sit on the side, while feeding the two little ones one by one.

In fact, Soft and Small Bag now have two small teeth, if you pinch a large piece of apple, you can also gnaw some taste, but Huiya prefers to hold two fragrant and soft babies, and prefers to feed them by hand.

It's not that Hui Ya is spoiled by the children, but because Mrs. Lian became a little lonely after the big girl and the little tiger left, and Hui Ya used this way to make her happier.

After eating the fruit, Mrs. Lian's spirit was a little insufficient, Huiya asked the nurse to carry the two little ones down and settle them, and she helped Mrs. Lian to lie down, and only after she fell asleep did she go back to her house.

Today's wing room, although there are still the houses of the big girl and the little tiger, but only Huiya lives in the daily life. The two little babies are still too young, and without the company of the big girl, Huiya is also a little lonely.

Hui Ya was stunned and looked at the big tree with yellow leaves outside in a daze, the expression on her face was a little lonely, which made the Yahuan Xiangzhi who was watching next to her a little unbearable, and couldn't help but step forward and said to Hui Ya, "Miss, do you have anything you want to do?" Why don't we put on our coats and go for a walk in the yard? ”

"Well, that's fine." Huiya nodded, thinking about the big girl and Xiaohu in her heart, thinking about the affairs of the Zhao Mansion, Ren Xiangzhi, who was a little upset, put a thin cotton cloak on her, and took Xiangzhi's hand in the direction of the garden.

Now it's winter, and everything in the garden is withering, except for a clump of bamboo in the corner that is dark green, and there is no green at all in the place next to it. Huiya looked at the garden, and her heart was slightly gloomy, but it was much better than being stuffy in the house.

Huiya looked at the flower beds in the garden that had been cleared to the point that only the branches remained, and suddenly thought that if the spring flowers bloomed, it would be very elegant to make some flower notes and play with them.

Thinking of this, Huiya felt a little interested, and her eyes searched around the garden to see if she could find the raw materials that could be used to make flower paper. However, in this cold and windy flower yard, a green leaf is rare, where are there flowers and flowers that can be used, but it is the green bamboo that makes Huiya think a little.

"Xiangzhi, let's go, let's go cut two bamboos and go back!" In her previous life, Huiya also used to make flower notes on paper, but most of them were made of flowers flattened and glued to paper, or painted or pressed out on various colored papers.

Hui Ya's method of making flower paper is not complicated, soak the good rice paper used for practicing calligraphy on weekdays and beat it into pulp, use it as a paint for painting to dye the pulp into her favorite color, gently copy out a thick paper material with a fine gauze curtain, drain the water and put it on the smooth stone table.

This is not the end, Huiya wants to make a different flower paper, you can't just have a variety of colors of paper, in the previous life, Huiya will be when fishing paper, put the dried flowers into the paper, and this time Huiya did not have dried flowers, so she picked such a unique and intact bamboo leaves into the paper.

The dark green bamboo leaves are paired with turquoise paper, and the deep and shallow patterns that appear due to uneven dyeing make the flower notes placed on the table look pleasing to the eye.

"Miss, how did you do it!" The incense branch has been following Huiya, but it is just a set of small stone pestles and mortars, a small gauze curtain, a basin of water, a few pieces of rice paper, a few bamboo leaves and a few drops of paint...... Flower paper is coming?

"This is a flower note, I made it with bamboo patterns this time, and I just had nothing to think about." Huiya looked at the flower note that was pasted on the stone table and smiled faintly.

In his previous life, he was trapped in his own small yard, without friends and sisters, and was not close.

"Miss, you're amazing!" Xiangzhi looked at Hui Ya with admiration, as the maid ring of the Huxi tea family, it is very common for the young lady to be able to calculate accounts and write, but it is really amazing to make an elegant flower note in three or two clicks. (To be continued.) )