Yue'er is the same age as Erya, and she is seventeen years old, but she is a month older than Erya, and she has maintained Erya everywhere like a sister since she was a child, so her words Erya generally will not contradict.

Seeing that Erya put her head on the table and began to be in a daze again, Yue'er threaded the thread into the nose of the needle, took out a pair of sauce green muslin pants from the basket at her feet and continued to sew and mend.

This is a man's trousers, the legs are very long, and the trousers are relatively wide, but the waist is not as long as the pants made in the ready-to-wear stores on the street can be rolled up three or four turns to cover the cloth belt, but from the crotch to the waist is simple and there is no unnecessary burden. Ring the waist and one ring, roll the fabric back, carefully sew a double layer with a width of three fingers up and down, make several short cloth belts with the corner cloth used as clothes, and sew them on the double layer, which is used to tie the leather belt. There are also two inner pockets on both sides of the waistband, which can put some light carry-on things...... Seeing this, the owner of this pants is about to come out. There is no doubt that these pants are Shang Cheng's; The people next to him didn't have his long legs, and they couldn't wear such long pants. Of course, if this is someone else's pants, it is impossible for Yue'er to sew it.

Judging by the color of the cloth, this is not a newly made pair of pants. In the knees and trouser cuffs, which are easy to wear, the dyed pigment has been washed away with water, revealing patches of grayish-white. Probably because of the long round trip on horseback, the inside of both legs of the trousers was now worn out by the leather crotch of the saddle sheath and crotch guard, exposing the rough threads.

Yue'er turned her pants over, took a few small pieces of cloth in the basket, first compared the colors and then the size, and finally selected a piece of cloth......

She lowered her low, carefully and neatly sewing the trousers she had cut and threaded.

The sun came out from behind the clouds, spreading the warm sunlight to Fangzhou City. The warm glow was also sprinkled on her body, and her forehead and face shone with a golden sheen. The clear and moving eyes under the long eyelashes are pregnant and flowing with rich emotions. Her soft face was as radiant as the finest southern porcelain, and her delicate neck was as graceful as a swan. A strand of shiny black hair hung playfully from her sideburns, secretly watching her thread the needle...... She herself was unaware of this, and concentrated on the needlework in her hands. When she was doing this little thing that was too small to be overlooked, there was still a shallow intoxicated smile on the corner of her mouth......

After a while, the two holes in the pants were patched.

She tugged twice on the freshly mended cloth, turned her pants over again, and carefully compared the colors of the two pieces of fabric. Then he pursed his lips and laughed in satisfaction.

The second girl drooped her eyes and let out a long breath again. It's boring to death!

A picture of the sea was blown to the ground by her.

Yue'er picked up the paper and put it on the table.

The bored Er Ya spat out one after another and blew paper to play, staring east and west with big dark eyes. Her mind raced to see if she could find a proper excuse to make it all clear. Yue'er and her sister didn't dare to take out these heartfelt words, but she wasn't too afraid. She is not like her sister and Pan'er, who stay at home all day and night, and hardly go out. She likes to run outside the door, she likes crowded places, she also likes beautiful clothes and jewelry, and she likes to make friends and talk to people. When there are big families in the city to hold happy events, she often takes two strings of wallets and red envelopes, and runs to listen to the big play. She sometimes wore a scholar's outfit and went to the karaolou restaurant to listen to the singers rap books and sing songs. There are so many stories of talented and beautiful women in singing books and songs, and many times, aren't they all women who speak first to show their hearts? Isn't there also a folk song that sings "Love Brother and Sister", doesn't she also sing "You love me to the end of my life", she hasn't seen anyone blush when singing this song; So she wasn't afraid to say those things. But she can't pick it out. No, she would never admit that she was cowardly! Rather, rather...... It's that she's a little shy. Although she had a cheerful temperament, she didn't feel that she was inferior to those men, but the shyness of the girl made it impossible for her to muster up the courage to reveal her emotions to a man, even if this man was her most familiar relative, she found it difficult to speak.

She knew that it was difficult for the monk brother to understand this matter clearly. He used to have to deal with so many things every day that they hardly had the opportunity to be alone with him, and even if they occasionally met at home, he would just start busy with his own business by talking nonsense. He was sick now, and they came to take care of him, and they had the opportunity to say it, but they were all timid again. But this is to blame Yue'er; It was Yue'er who said that it was best not to tell him about this now, lest he be upset and delay seeing a doctor, so she didn't say it. Yue'er is older than her, and she is also her sister when she talks about it carefully, so she naturally has to listen to her sister when she is a younger sister.

But you can't let things drag on like this, right? She thought with annoyance. A few days ago, she had heard from the guards that the eldest brother monk had met a princess in the capital this time. The princess was so good to the monk that she sent Zhuangzi and a horse, looking at the meaning, most of them were in love with the monk. This made her even more anxious. How many of them are country girls, what do they compare with a princess? Not to mention that the princess's father is the emperor; The emperor said a word and issued a holy decree, did the monk dare to hurry up and welcome the princess home?

As soon as she remembered the words she had overheard, her heart felt even more uncomfortable. She rolled her eyelids and stared at Shang Cheng's back hatefully. Hmph, I'm afraid that he has long wanted to be a colt in his heart!

The look of annoyance on her face was seen by Yue'er. Yue'er had finished mending her clothes and pants and was packing up her needlework and thread, so she asked her, "What's wrong?" ”

"Not how!" Erya said.

"But I look at the way you looked just now, it seems that you can't eat everyone." Yue'er laughed at her.

"If only I could eat people!" Erya slapped her hand on the table in annoyance, as if the slap had been on someone. She immediately held her hands and sighed, and her eyes were so painful that tears flowed from her eyes.

Yue'er didn't speak, looked at her for a while, then buried her head and continued to wrap the thread around the wooden roller, and put the needle into her purse. She understands that it is true that Erya smashed her hand, but it may not be that her hand hurts to tears, most of it is to take the opportunity to cry to make her feel better. She didn't know how to comfort Erya, so she had to say nothing, just silently doing her own thing.

Er Ya secretly came here to visit her sweetheart without telling her father, but when she met her sweetheart, she fell off the horse and injured her head, turning into a wooden stake, no matter what thoughts and methods she used, he couldn't understand her intentions, nor did he understand the hardships she had to endure when she went back; And it's not easy for her to explain it to him directly. She couldn't think of a way to solve the problem, and she was angry with the wooden stakes, and she was bored to stay in this ancient city of Yanxi, and she was detained in this small courtyard every day, which made people panic. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, the more angry she became, and suddenly she gritted her teeth, grabbed the sewing basket and wanted to fall to the ground.

Yue'er's eyes were quick, so she snatched the needlework basket from her hand, and saw that Er Ya twisted and wanted to snatch the basket over, knowing that she was stubborn and a little careless, so she hurriedly whispered to stop her. She glared at Erya and whispered angrily, "Don't look at what kind of place this is, who are the people around?" You're not afraid of losing face in our family? ”

The last sentence was very threatening, and Erya immediately stopped being strong. But the resentment that has been stagnant in her heart for a while does not mean that it can fade. She said unconvinced: "My surname is Huo, what's the matter with their business?" ”

This could not be refuted for a while, so Yue'er had to ignore her, and let her sit and sulk.

Yue'er packed up her things, stood up and asked her, "It's almost noon, I'm going to cook for Brother Monk, are you coming?" ”

The second girl was silent, but she also stood up. Although she hated Shang Cheng for not being able to understand other people's minds, but the elder brother monk had eye diseases and headaches at the same time and came rapidly, and the three-pronged approach of decoction, silver needles, and moxibustion could only temporarily keep the condition from worsening, so there were more taboos in diet and daily life. Zhu Shen Doctor repeatedly instructed that in recent times, except for sesame oil, salt and a small amount of soybean oil, the ingredients in the rest of the meals are not allowed to be touched, and the meat and fishy cattle, sheep, pigs, dogs, and chickens cannot be touched. After the two of them arrived, they were afraid that others would not be careful to confuse them, so they took over the matter of cooking three meals a day for Shang Cheng. In fact, these three meals are also very simple, the meals are chicken noodle soup with white flour buns, and occasionally a little change, but also replace the white flour cakes with yellow flour buns......

Erya decided that she would cook noodles at noon today.

She was going to put more sesame oil in her face. Hmph, you can't kill him!

Just as the two of them were about to go to the stove room to clean up Shang Cheng's lunch, Duan Si held a few pieces of paper in his hand, and walked in almost at a trot with a spring breeze on his face.

Shang Cheng was too ill to be a director, and most of the documents that came from Yanzhou in the recent period were Duan Si helping him with it. Looking at Duan Si's current appearance, there must be something good.

Yue'er and Erya couldn't help but stop, waiting for the good news.

Duan Si walked quickly to the bottom of the steps of the hall, gave a military salute very seriously, and said loudly: "Governor Shuai, Zhang Shao has transferred an official document from the imperial court. The Prime Minister's Mansion has officially appointed you as the Governor of Yanshanwei! ”