Chapter 11

Seeing Hua'er's displeasure, Xiaochan raised a finger between her lips to signal her sister to silence. The flowers will understand, and they want to hear what Yanran has to say? Yan Ran didn't expect to take a shortcut to go back, but she would be entangled by this mother-in-law, and she locked her eyebrows and said to this mother-in-law: "Auntie, that's not what you say, this matter, no matter how you say it, the old lady is in charge, and the aunt serves on the lady's side, and I heard that the old lady handed over this matter to the lady." Instead of looking for me, Auntie should go to find Sister Hongliu next to Mrs.! ”

"On the side of the red willow, I have already said it, but this is going to rise, how can the old lady send a word, it is better than anyone else's! Besides, your sister has to be taken care of a lot, and I will talk about it! The woman said in her mouth, and her hand stuffed a purse into Yanran's hand.

How could Yanran be willing to accept it, one of them was a fortress, the other refused to accept it, and they were entangled for a long time, Xiaochan and Hua'er couldn't bear to see it there. Or Yanran said: "The old lady is still waiting for me, auntie, no matter how you say this, the old lady is in charge, and the last sentence is a good word, and I can't help my aunt!" After saying that, Yanran stuffed her purse back, turned around and hurried away.

The mother-in-law chased after her, but when she saw that she couldn't catch up, she put her purse back into her arms, stood there and thought about it, and turned around and left. When it was quiet outside, Hua'er whispered: "This mother-in-law seems to be Huazhi's mother!" ”

Flowering branch? Xiaochan's brows furrowed, although the second-class maids beside Mrs. Zeng, although they were not as first-class, they also had a penny a month, which was even more beautiful than the maids who served by Aunt Wu's side. Such a good position, who doesn't want to fight.

Counting up, the people in this family who can be promoted to the second class are not only those little maids around Mrs. Zeng, how can I let my sister be promoted? Xiaochan bit her lower lip, it is impossible to send money and things, and the little savings of her sisters will not be filled in and people will not take a second look.

Unless ......, Xiaochan looked at her sister, unless she could let Mrs. Zeng speak, she could let Mrs. Zeng speak, how difficult it is!

"These people, all of them are good, come to bully us who have no foundation!" The flowers are really anxious at this time, and there are almost tears in their eyes.

"What are you crying about, they are here, they have been people for several lifetimes, and we sisters are not as good as them. It's just that if you don't go up this time, it will be difficult next time! "A second-class maid is not as good as a first-class maid, and it will be difficult after fifteen.

"Could it be that I will be a rough man in my life, and when I reach the age, I will be pulled out to match people? Sister, you don't know, if you are rude to match people, you are also such a vulgar little guy, how can you manage things! "The tears of the flowers are really coming out at this time. Xiaochan hurriedly comforted: "It's really not good, I'll beg my aunt and grandmother to intercede!" ”

"What the old aunt and grandmother said is not as important as Sister Qingdang!" Hua'er's words made Xiaochan a little embarrassed, and then Hua'er's eyes lit up: "It's better for us to ask Sister Qingdang!" ”

Begging her? Xiaochan glanced at her sister: "Do you have more silver than people or are you sweeter than others?" If you don't have it, how can Qingdang take a fancy to you. See, unless you can hold the handle of the bell! Saying that, Xiaochan's face changed a little sharply.

Handle? What kind of handle can be held by yourself? Hua'er was meditating there, and Xiaochan looked at the sky: "The horizontal and vertical purple bell will wait until the year after the year, and there will be a month or two, Qingdang is not the same as Yanran, although she is careful, but if there is a flaw, it must be a big flaw!" ”

Hua'er nodded understandingly, and the two discussed a few more words, and then went back to their rooms.

Hua'er entered the courtyard and saw that Yanran was sitting under the porch doing needlework, so she stepped forward with a smile and said, "Sister Yanran, what does the old lady let you do?" ”

"It's just a few things to use in the next year!" Yan Ran said in her mouth, but her body turned around, since the last time the purse was splashed with tea, although Yan Ran is still the same as before, she has begun to talk and do things at a distance. Hua'er also felt that what she did that day was really unwise, but where to buy regret medicine in this world, seeing that Yanran smiled at herself, she smiled lightly and said: "Sister Yanran, I always wanted to say sorry for the last incident, after all, I was careless, but ......"

"It's all over, and it's no fun to say sorry!" Yanran continued to do needlework, and she didn't even look at the flowers. Qingdang happened to lift the curtain and walked out at this time, and when he saw Hua'er standing there, he shouted to Hua'er: "What did you just do?" Hurry up and water the flowers, the plum and the narcissus, the old lady said, but you have to serve well, and wait until the end of the year to enjoy the flowers! ”

Those pots of narcissus and plum were all placed in the warm pavilion, and as soon as the flowers walked in, they felt warm all over their bodies, and even these two pots of flowers were worth more than themselves. Hua'er scolded in her heart, picked up the watering can and carefully poured some water on it, and heard Ziling's voice: "Has this flower budded?" Seeing that there is still half a month to go before the New Year, it will bloom during the New Year, which is good! ”

"Hello Sister Ziling, this flower is about to bud!" The flowers were busy saying hello to Ziling. Ziling walked to the warm pavilion, looked at the pots of flowers and said with a smile: "This flower is still the filial piety of the prince, otherwise, the old lady will not care like this!" ”

The filial piety of the son, the old lady cares. The flowers felt like they remembered something, and their palms began to sweat, if, if the bell broke these pots of flowers, it would be a big handle that was held by herself. But how can you get the bell to break the flower and get caught by herself?

"It's too hot, isn't it? When you come in from outside and wear such a thick padded jacket, it's no wonder you're sweating! Seeing that Hua'er's face was flushed, Ziling smiled and asked her to take off her padded jacket. Hua'er came back to her senses and smiled: "Sister is kind, but this time I went out, it was cold again!" ”

As soon as I go out, it's cold again, so the flowers in the warm pavilion will not spoil when I take them out? But how do you get the bell out? Hua'er's heart began to pound, this matter must be carefully considered.

Yanran looked at the embroidered plum daffodil, bit off the thread, beat her waist with her hand and moved her neck, there was already one more person beside her: "Yanran, your embroidered plum and narcissus are really good, they are made in the next year?" ”

Yan Ran hurriedly got up: "Hello Shizi, this is what the old lady ordered, wait until the end of the year, take the gold and silver bills and scatter the crowd!" Zeng Zhiqing picked up the purse and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Grandmother just likes these things, and I don't know who is blessed to be able to get the purse you made!" ”

These words made Yanran's brows frown slightly, and Qingdang lifted the curtain and said to Zeng Zhiqing: "The prince is here, the old lady will let you in!" Zeng Zhiqing had put down his purse and went inside.

Qing Zhong glanced at Yan Ran, put down the curtain and went inside to serve, the provocation in Qing Deng's eyes Yan Ran naturally saw it, and was determined to sit down again to do needlework.

Zeng Zhiqing greeted Mrs. Zeng and sat down, Qingdang brought a cup of tea to Zeng Zhiqing, and said with a smile: "Yanran's needlework is really good, the world praises it, Yanran's ingenuity compares a group of us to the bottom." ”

"What are you talking to Yanran outside?" Old Madam Zeng's eyebrows couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and looked at Zeng Zhiqing.

Zeng Zhiqing took the tea and took a sip and said to Qingdang: "Sister Qingdang's tea is better than others, these sisters in the grandmother's room, all of them are Hui Lanxin!" These words made Mrs. Zeng smile: "It's just sweet-mouthed, the maids in my room, you don't know what it is." ”

Zeng Zhiqing smiled again: "Sister Ziling's generosity and generosity are praised by everyone, Sister Qingdang's good tea, Yanran, a good needlework, just grandchildren are still talking there, and I don't know who is so blessed to get Yanran's embroidered purse when my grandmother gives people money." ”

"Look, look, you're coming to talk to me now. I know that you love to compare, and it is not the one whose purse is more delicate, and who has more gold and silver. It's just a matter of comparing children with each other, and this will be fifteen after the New Year, and it's more than that, and it's spread out, making people laugh. It's not like everyone's son! ”

Zeng Zhiqing's words relieved Mrs. Zeng's doubts, and she stretched out her hand and pointed at her grandson and smiled. After pleasing Mrs. Zeng, Zeng Zhiqing's smile was even more joyful: "In front of grandmother, grandchildren will always be children." At the end of the year, my grandmother must give her grandchildren dignity and give me a good purse, good gold and silver! ”

"Definitely, definitely!" Old Madam Zeng couldn't hold back her laughter. Although Qingdang also laughed, the ridiculousness did not reach the bottom of her eyes, Yanran's girl, her luck is really good, this time she also let her hide, next time, next time she must not have such good luck!

"This dazzle is about to bud, you must be careful!" After talking to her grandson for a while, Mrs. Zeng went to the warm pavilion to see the pots of flowers sent by her grandson under the service of her grandson, and Mrs. Zeng did not forget to tell the maid.

"Grandmother, you just said that your grandson is stingy compared to others, isn't what you said at this time? Isn't it just a few pots of flowers, what is it worth? Mrs. Zeng glared at her grandson: "This is your filial piety, which is a matter of a few pots of flowers." My grandson, can't I be happy that I know how many pots of flowers will be sent to me now? ”

"It's my grandson's, it's not! Wait for the grandson to go back, take a good look at the remaining pots, and send them to the grandmother as soon as they bloom, which is called twelve points of filial piety! Zeng Zhiqing's words made Mrs. Zeng laugh again, and strengthened the determination of the flower, she must let the green bell freeze the flower so that she can hold her.

"Sister Yanran, you are different from others, others, these days in and out of the place, gangs and factions, just you, still quietly do needlework here!" Guo'er came to play with Yanran, and when she saw that Yanran was still doing needlework, she couldn't help but praise it.

"If you form a gang again, and the master doesn't like it, then there will be nothing. Besides, this is what the old lady is in a hurry to ask for! Yanran looked up and smiled at Guo'er, after that incident, the two were much more intimate than usual.

"Sister Yanran, you think like this, but you can't wait for others to think otherwise!" Guo'er said and looked out before she came to Yanran's ear: "Sister Yanran, you should be careful these days, Qingdang wants you to be unsightly!" ”