"The embroidered patterns on this skirt are all taken from the homonym of auspicious intentions, but they are exquisite," Xiao Qingwen blinked mischievously: "Sister Xiyue, if you want to talk about this, I really have an axe in front of you." ”

Xiyue asked Qingwen to say this, and she was amused: "Girl, Sister Jixiang's intentions know a lot, but there is still no way to take this insect moth." Seeing that he was about to go on stage, he found that his clothes had holes due to pressing the bottom of the box for too long. Do you see if there's any way to remedy it?"

Qingwen leaned in the candlelight, looked at the skirt carefully, and sure enough, there was a very obvious moth-eaten hole in the hem of the pleated skirt, where it transitioned from cyan to moon-white.

This hole is exactly where a butterfly's wings are located.

"Oh, a butterfly with broken wings?" Xiao Qingwen muttered to herself.

Qingwen thought for a while, took out a purse made of oriental fine silk hemp from her waist, and said: "Sister, look, the water-colored filament linen of this purse is also embroidered with crescent white daisies, which are elegant and not rigid, and look natural and bright. And wouldn't it be nice to have this daisy patched up and just to cover the butterfly's wings?"

As soon as Xiyue saw that this purse was handmade and finely made, and the color was light and elegant, she knew that this was Xiao Qingwen's favorite and personal thing, and how could she use it for emergency relief, so she waved her hand again and again and said that she couldn't do it.

Qingwen said: "Sister Xiyue, don't see outside. Although my purse has been with me for a few years, it is also embroidered by myself, and it is not worse than your big Ji suit, and it is lower than what the intention, but the purse is rare, and the skirt is also rare. If I make up my mind, sister, you don't have to stop me. ”

As she spoke, Qingwen neatly took out the plum blossom needle-like sword, cut the purse despite Xiyue's obstruction, and then used the sword as a needle to carefully sew the hemp material on the hole in the skirt.

When Qingwen brought the skirt to Xiyue, on the skirt, a daisy was blooming, and the natural transition of the background color from cyan to moon white, the texture of fine silk linen lined this elegant flower with a multi-layered texture, which was vivid and had a few more deep meanings.

"For a while, there are still some rough needles and feet, and I hope my sister will bear with me. "Qingwen is a gift.

Xiyue ignored the urging of the old bustard, ** the skirt set off by the butterflies among the flowers, and couldn't put it down.

After a while, the cloud sideburns appliqué, cyan satin, seed embroidery, peony rich butterfly flying to keep safe (note: embroidered peony words wealth, embroidered treasure bottle words peace, embroidered butterfly double flying words dependents) auspicious dress gown, 10,000 character cuffs, pleated skirt, for a while, looking forward to the glow of the moon swept away the depression on weekdays, Ming ** people, like a fairy down to earth.

Even Qingwen, who was standing on the side, felt that she was reflected in brilliance.

Under the support of the girls, Xiyue walked down the stairs. The old bustard was already waiting downstairs, and greeted him and said: "Xiyue loves Mom the most, these days are approaching the New Year's Festival, the business of customers from the north and south of the river is running diligently, and there are many things to deal with and entertain guests. This listens to the up and down of the Oriole Pavilion, but it all depends on your head card to lead the way, lead the girls to take care of it, and take care of these full arrangements, and save enough silver taels, let's also pile up a pile of early and go to the next level. ”

The old bustard chattered endlessly, Xiyue smiled lightly, and did not ruin the interest of the old bustard, and the girls such as Bai Yue were on the side but laughed silently.

As soon as the girls appeared, they attracted a round of applause. The top brand Xiyue was generous and introduced the girls beside him one by one.

The prefect personally stood up to greet him, and there was a chorus of harmony all around. For a while, on the scene, the warblers sang and danced, laughing and laughing, so it was not lively.

......

Just as the strings were continuous, and the laughter was endless, Xiao Promise Qingwen helped to serve the fruit plate for a while, and then handed wet wipes to the guests with insight, and was so busy that her foot hit the back of her head.

Suddenly, a hand tugged at the corner of her clothes and swiped it vigorously, and when Qingwen raised her eyes, a son of the same age as herself sitting in the banquet was looking at her intently.

Qingwen returned the eyes angrily, and the strange thing was that the boy did not avoid this cruel gaze, but instead, a pair of bright and kind eyes showed a look of joy.

Qingwen said in her heart that she was really cheeky, and then wiped her head and left.

Wei Xiaobao jumped out of nowhere, stopped in front of Qingwen, and shouted: "Hey, you are really cowardly, even the son of the Jia family dare to stare at you!"