In a few days, it will be Mrs. Ningda's birthday.

Because her son is back, Mrs. Ning is happy. unprecedentedly took out private money to celebrate the birthday of his eldest daughter-in-law, who has always worked hard.

No one from the outside is invited, only the family. Relatives who are closer can invite some. The eldest lady's maiden sisters and brothers naturally wanted to be invited.

The fifth lady came out of the deep boudoir compound, and she knew what to wear on this occasion. It's useless to just hide. Then he pulled Chonghua to pick out clothes and jewelry.

Although you don't have to be public, you need to be decent. You can't lose the face of the Ning family.

The day earlier, the eldest lady also sent someone to send two sets of head noodles. The fifth lady was very angry.

"You just take a set of tourmaline heads, and don't touch the other gemstones." The fifth lady picked out a powder blue one among the many new clothes: "It doesn't have to be too delicate. You have fair skin, and you wear lighter colors. ”

The hairstyle doesn't have to be complicated, just loosely bun is fine.

Looking at the person in the mirror, Chonghua sighed in his heart, it was really better to be young. A young woman can be beautiful with lipstick alone. This is the cost, and it is also very rare.

The fifth lady herself also paid special attention to it, neither too much to show her wealth, nor to make people laugh at her poverty.

It can be seen that the war between the ladies of the back house is without gunpowder. But killing people is also unaware.

Chonghua looked at himself in the mirror, which was decent, but not brilliant. But Rao is so, let the green kite pay attention. It doesn't necessarily mean that if you don't get ahead, people will let you go.

The eldest lady's birthday banquet is as lively as Chonghua often sees in TV dramas.

The ladies all gathered together, and they ate fresh-style snacks and fruits, and the wine was also fruit wine with a low degree and was not easy to eat. The seven aunts and eight aunts get together, except for gossip, they are still gossip.

Chonghua greeted everyone and found a remote corner to sit down, looking at the actors on the stage in front of him.

Intangible Cultural Heritage ...... People say that if a woman starts listening to Kunqu Opera, it means that she is old.

Chonghua held a cup of tea and looked at Cui Yingying who was singing and crying on the stage with a faint look. Graceful singing, such as Qingyan on the beam.

"Yes, it's just to watch the excitement, and now there are a few women who dare to secretly promise when they don't know the details of the other party." Taking a shallow sip of tea, Chonghua asked Qing Kite to hand her a piece of silk cake. Fortunately, the food in this era is all natural. Food without additives is a luxury in modern times.

"The fifth sister is hiding here." A delicate voice came from behind him. Chonghua turned around and saw Ning Ruolin's face like a peach blossom in March.

"Third sister." Chonghua stood up and saluted.

Ning Ruolin was stunned for a moment, naturally there was no need to see each other among her sisters. But Chonghua's posture is clearly not intended to be close to her.

Pinching the silk handkerchief, Ning Ruolin stabilized her mind.

"The eldest brother has a good calligraphy and painting, doesn't the fifth sister want to go and see it?" Ning Ruolin looked at Chonghua with a smile.

Chonghua glanced at her, Ning Ruolin's smile was still on her face, but this sentence reminded Chonghua of her female classmates when she was a child, and she was going to do something illegal and undisciplined, but she didn't dare to go into the water alone, and it was not only you who would be scolded when the time came. If you follow the words, you can also blame the cause of the incident on the person who pulled the person into the water.

Chonghua glanced lightly at Cui Yingying, who was reluctant to be with Zhang Sheng on the stage: "The third sister has a high opinion of Chonghua." Chonghua, don't like calligraphy and painting. Chonghua loves to watch dramas. ”

The green kite couldn't hold back and didn't dare to laugh out loud. Miss, this is clearly the same as slapping the third lady in the face. Watching anything is not as interesting as watching a play. Especially the drama of these deep ladies and nobles.

Sure enough, Ning Ruolin's face changed when she boarded. Bi Chonghua didn't name names, she couldn't even scold. What can she say about Chonghua? It's not promising, and if you don't like calligraphy and painting, it's not unproductive. It's not unproductive to love watching dramas. More than half of the ladies in this courtyard love to watch plays, and if she really scolds, don't expect to get married.

pinching the silk handkerchief to death, Ning Ruolin held back with a white face.

"Then I'll go to the seventh sister, if the seventh sister knows that the eldest brother has good calligraphy and painting, she must be impatient." found a step for herself, and Ning Ruolin fled in disgrace.

Chonghua leaned back in his chair and reached out to take the thousand silk cakes of the green kite in the porcelain plate of Shou Tao Fu Luxi. I ate it piece by piece with a silver fork.

"I didn't dare to cry when I saw him crying, for fear people would know; Suddenly, he lowered his head, exhaled for a long time, and pushed Su Luo's clothes. ”

Chonghua sighed, since ancient times, how many women have repented of their husbands looking for marquis. Who would have thought that in modern times, women can hold up half the sky. She should be glad that if it weren't for the Nine Emperor Princes, she would have let go of the front long ago. If she can't say it, she will be married to a man she doesn't know at all based on the interests of the family.

may live the same life, and may fight with the woman in the back house upside down. And none of these can be adapted to by Chonghua.

The eldest lady was smiling and accepting the congratulations of the nobles, when suddenly the personal maid hurriedly walked over. Something whispered in the ear of the eldest lady.

Although the eldest lady's face did not change, her hand was tightly pinched in the silk handkerchief. The knuckles are white.

Chonghua turned around and handed the dish to the green kite and asked her to take the pea yellow. But his eyes saw the eldest lady smiling and confessing to everyone, turned around and hurried to the outer courtyard.

It seems that it won't be long before there will be a drama to watch.

"Miss, there's indeed an accident in the front yard." The green kite held the pea yellow and whispered to Chonghua.

Chonghua nodded without a trace: "Will it implicate me?" ”

Qing Kite was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "If Miss goes, she will be implicated." ”

Chonghua nodded, took the plate, turned his face and continued to look at Cui Yingying and Zhang Shengshili on the stage to say goodbye.

In the small hall in the front yard, Ning Ruochen cried hoarsely. When the eldest lady arrived at the door, she saw the maids and women kneeling on the ground.

"What to cry about! Speak well! The eldest lady snorted coldly with a calm face.

Ning Ruochen saw the eldest lady coming in, and immediately fell at the eldest lady's feet: "Auntie save me, I was killed by the third sister." ”

The eldest lady's eyebrows jumped, and she stretched out her hand to pull Ning Ruochen up: "What's the matter?" ”

Ning Ruochen wiped the tears on his face with a handkerchief, and said word by word: "The third sister lied to me that the eldest brother got a good calligraphy and painting, I wanted to take a peek, but who knows, it was the third sister who was going to have a private meeting with the lover and took me as a raft." Auntie, the third sister really went to have a private meeting with her lover. ”

The eldest lady listened with a cold face, but when she heard Ning Ruochen say that Ning Ruolin had a private meeting with her lover, her face suddenly turned black and could drip water.

"Who is that man, do you see it?" The eldest lady asked in a suppressed voice.

Ning Ruochen was frightened by the eldest lady's terrifying momentum, sobbed, and thought about it steadily: "It's a son in blue, and the waist is not Shu brocade but a jade belt." ”

The young masters of this city all use Shu brocade as belts, not Shu brocade but jade belts...... Could it be that who is it?

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