Chapter Forty-Seven: Meng Ya

Between the words, but seeing this Meng Ya slowly walking in, she immediately sent the maid down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info sat down and looked at Shen Qian. Half-jokingly: "Look at the princess of my family, who is crying with pear blossoms and rain, these maids." How could it be so clumsy. That is, the sister-in-law, Meng Ya is naturally mature and steady.

However, Shen Qian tried her best to hide her emotions, wiped away her tears, and did not admit it: "Sister-in-law said that she laughed, where did I cry." ”

Sister-in-law Meng Ya, not an ordinary vulgar woman, she is the best among women, beauty and gentleness are the upper hand, the second daughter of the declining aristocratic Meng family, fled and separated from her parents, and the elder brother Meng Cheng above. The younger brother Meng Dong, nicknamed Meng San, is serving in the National Army. Both are subordinates of Shen Qian's brother Shen Liang.

It is precisely because of the relationship between the two brothers that Meng Ya often sends food to and from the army, and Shen Liang takes a fancy to the shoe visit. Recalling that time, Meng Ya encountered a thief halfway, the money bag was stolen, and she didn't even have the money to go home, in order to avoid the overwhelming winter snow, she had to stay in an empty and abandoned broken grass house halfway, and the high fever did not go away, but fortunately Shen Liang's army passed by to save her. That is, to receive their own troops to stay. The two gradually developed a relationship, and Shen Liang married her. She was only seventeen years old. Now married for two years.

Meng Ya was very grateful for the previous situation, but it was a pity that she had been married for two years, and she was looking forward to having a child in less than three months. When I was pregnant, I suffered from the wind and cold, got a strange disease, and my face was allergic and itchy when I went out, so I was often not allowed to go out. But picked up the embroidery of the past, and embroidered a pair of peony pictures that are not big or small, scattered and not identical, and hung them in the hall.

Sister-in-law and eldest brother always have a story. Every time there is a happy event. Just recalling these briefly, Shen Qian was looking for a happy feeling, but she was still defeated by the sadness of regretting her marriage and making a fool of herself in public just now, and cried: "Sister-in-law, the maids are too stupid, and I don't know where my father chose the maids. The help of sewing and mending this dress and skirt is all twisted and crooked. I'm irritated today, but I don't want to hit them, I just make them kneel. ”

"This skirt is your favorite, I'm afraid most of them are afraid that they will be scolded for not sewing well! So it's inevitable that you're in a hurry. You don't have to worry too much about it. Since the maid won't, I'll do it. Meng Ya smiled lightly. She opened her hands and found the sewing box. Take out the silk thread and the small needle comes out. The low-hanging eyelashes are busy opening the needle and thread, and the appearance is very beautiful.

Shen Qian was still in a bad mood, so she casually threw her skirt on the tea table. tried his best to avoid Meng Ya's gaze and hide his tears.

This Meng Ya's sister-in-law has been helping in her own embroidery workshop since she was sensible, and the famous Cuilan Splendid Embroidery was completed by her and her mother. It's a pity that such a beautiful and dexterous woman, after the flood of that year, her parents disappeared, and most of the family wealth was swept away by the housekeeper. Only the eldest brother and younger brother were left to accompany him. The eldest brother gave her a little money every year, all of which was saved from the military salary. Fortunately, he married into the Shen family. In addition, she is not much older than Shen Qian. A gentle and knowledgeable person is good at listening, so he doesn't talk about it. Therefore, Shen Qian, who is slightly arrogant and loves to bubble and speak, is quite able to talk to her.

"Well, put the tea table here, Shen Qian, why didn't I see you in the morning, the master said you went out." Meng Ya asked as she dismantled the needle and thread and prepared to redo it. When I looked up, I saw that her tears were not holding back and still slipping. "Really crying? If anyone bullies you here, tell your big brother. He will call the shots for you. ”