Song Fuling turned her head and saw Sister Peach Blossom coming in.

While motioning to Sister Peach Blossom to pick up a change of clothes for her, she squatted and pulled the new clothes to the side, observed the hanger, and asked Xue Niang: "This hanger and clothes hanging were ordered by your young master, right?" ”

Xue Niang's heartfelt words:

Girl, you don't choose so many beautiful clothes, why do you ask about the dead object hanger?

You should wear two pieces, don't wear your own.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have completed my mission.

And your body will grow, if you don't wear it, you will throw it all back, and you will blind the young master's heart.

This is a month, the embroidery girls in the house who specially make clothes for the young master rushed to make it, and even the lady knew about it and gave the material.

Xue Niang didn't dare to say anything in her heart, she was still afraid that Miss Song would frown. Haven't you heard? You can't even wrinkle it.

He smiled and replied, "Yes, Miss." ”

Song Fuling: She just said, it looks familiar, but Lu Banban is a fake.

Her family used to have such a hanger.

At that time, the house was small, so she asked the second uncle to make this hanger. Usually you can hang clothes, and when it is windy and snowy in winter, you can wash clothes and cool sheets, and you can also hang them outside, so as not to fall snow, so you can put them on this.

Song Lingling observed again.

Lu Banban has also been improved, turning it into a clothes rack for displaying clothes, with a wheel underneath.

A row can be pushed with one push.

Song Fuling tied a tooth of apple with a silver fork and stuffed it into her mouth, straightened her arms again, and let the maids help her put on the new clothes she had bought for her.

Before leaving, Mrs. Ma thought that her baby granddaughter was going to the capital to play, gritted her teeth, and bought two sets of good clothes seriously.

Like this set, pink clothes, blue skirts.

Song Fuling stuffed another piece of apple into her mouth, stretched out her foot, and the maid put on her shoes with pompoms.

Peach Blossom looked at the puff puff on her sister's little face on the side, and sighed in her heart: My sister was born to be the blessed person, and she was awkward to be served like this.

Sperm Fragrance.

Song Fuling sat in front of the bronze mirror and was braided by two little maids, and asked Xue Niang: "Who gave it the name?" ”

"Back to the girl, it's all the names taken by the young master."

"The place where you dress up is called sperm, and the place where you store books is called Wenyuan Pavilion?"

This time, it was Xue Niang's turn and the little maids to be stunned, and they didn't have time to go to the yard: "How did the girl know?" ”

Song Fuling covered her mouth and smiled, thinking: According to the thinking of your young master, I casually talked nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be true.

The bottles and cans on the dresser are really beautiful, the bottles and cans are painted on them, and Song Fuling is full of interest.

Xue Niang hurriedly asked for instructions, let the slave maid come to serve the girl to wipe?

Song Fuling waved her hand, no, no, no.

She only likes the bottle, the craftsmanship is beautiful, and she doesn't really like what is inside.

In ancient times, the face oil here has not been tested by skin care products, and what flour and rice are ground into powder, and all kinds of face wiping are not divided into ages, and some flowers and plants are ground and mixed with glycerin.

Psychologically, I feel that even if it is a big treasure used by my father in modern times, it is more reliable than that produced in ancient times.

As if by magic, Peach Blossom took out a small porcelain white jar and handed it to Song Fuling, "Sister, give it." ”

"Thank you, sister, have you wiped your face? Here, I'll pick you up. ”

The snow lady who was watching from the side became angry again:

Blinded the young master's heart, and looked at the dozens of things that were purchased, but the girl only touched the bottle and threw it away.

Why not? Girl, these are the favorite of the ladies of Beijing, and they are always better than the girls, right?

Xue Niang reflected on whether she had not done enough with the maids, so that Miss Song had not completely relaxed.

"Mother, sister-in-law."

Qian Peiying was surrounded by a group of maids from the Li family, "Have you finished washing?" ”

"Ah, it's done, mother, didn't you let the maids rub their shoulders and relax."

"Let's go, I almost fell asleep with a rub."

The mother walked in front with a smile, took a bath, and was fragrant like visiting the park, like saying what she should say on weekdays, looking good is good-looking, and if you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it.

"What's that?"

"Back to the ladies and ladies, that side is called the fairy in the corridor, after the fairy in the corridor, there is a scene in front of it, called quiet and holy."

Song Fuling looked back and asked the Li family: "Why is this name called?" ”

"Back to the girl, the house there is open-air, surrounded by bamboo.

I heard that the young master ordered someone to build it so that there was a place where he could stop and drink tea and talk about the Tao.

The ladies and ladies have a good night's rest, and tomorrow they can sit and sit there, and they can watch the movies and have fun......"

This Song Fusheng and Mi Shou were also passing by Wenyuan Pavilion, listening to the male housekeeper introduce the same garden scene, and were walking in the direction of his wife and daughter:

"Quiet and holy there, you can look up to the sky at night to count the stars, admire the moon, go inside there is a rockery, the steps are built, go to the top of the mountain to enjoy the drizzle, the snow, and the blue sky, white clouds and green tiles."

Song Fusheng smiled and nodded when he heard this: "It seems that it is a good place to study quietly." ”

At the same time, this Song Fuling is very glad that she hasn't met her father yet.

I always feel that if I meet and watch it together, I will not be far from the dew.

Because she was listening to the housekeeper's mother-in-law, from tonight onwards, where she and her mother would live in the garden.

It's not a problem, it's the name of the plaque in the house where she lives.

Just look, the house where she lives tonight is called:

Cloud who thinks.

By Lu Bin.

Who is missing in the clouds.

At first glance, Song Lingling was almost choked by her own saliva.

There is such a sentence in the Book of Poetry, mentioning the word Poria cocos: the mountain has hazel, Xi has Ling, and the cloud thinks of whom.

What do you mean?

The approximate meaning is: the hazel tree grows on the top of the high mountain, and there is a Ling ear in the low-lying land, who occupies the tip of his heart.

You said, my dad is all lifting people now, and he has long been familiar with the rolling melons of the poetry memorization, and even suspects that Mi Shou has memorized this set of knocks, and Mi Shou generally remembers that it is useless.

Song Fuling swallowed her saliva: It's okay, it's okay, thanks to bringing my mother, sister-in-law, cousin, these uneducated.

Eat fragrant food.

Song Fusheng sat down in a new satin suit, and Mi Shou also changed into a new one, and wore a small satin hat on his head.

Qian Peiying didn't care what the maids thought, our family has always gotten along like this, and when we met, we asked, "Where did your father get the clothes?" ”

Song Fusheng stretched out his arms and looked at his clothes with a smile: "I don't know, just take it for me and wear it, what if you don't wear it, the luggage and everything will be transported to your backyard." ”

Song Fugui, Tietou, and Sizhuang are also new.

Mishou said he knew.

Xiao Quanzi told him that there was an arrangement for the embroidery lady to make him a few clothes.

and called Song Fuling beautifully: "Sister, you see I still have a little hat." ”

"Eat, move chopsticks, don't wait." Song Fusheng picked up chopsticks and took the family to eat.

In the front yard, people are eating alone.

Xiao Quanzi thinks: If you want to make your husband's family comfortable, it is best to follow the habits of your husband's family in the past.

The capital of the country.

Mrs. Lu covered her heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

This day was chiseled, and finally stopped, and she was panicked, to what extent did her son's yard have to be renovated, why couldn't it be finished.

The old lady was also eating, and during the meal, she asked her daughter-in-law why she didn't come.

Mama Qin said that Mrs. Lu was checking the accounts in her own courtyard today, and said that she didn't come to eat if she was a little panicked, and she just sent someone to sue her.

The old lady said helplessly: "I said that she didn't let her next to the Minrui courtyard, if she didn't listen, it would be hot in a few days, and she couldn't hear the sound, this is not to find guilt." ”

Her grandson's courtyard, she went to see, she was repairing the bathroom, the pool was very wide, and the glass mirror was also very wide, all according to the small couple.

Thinking of this, the old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Did the Song family live in another courtyard?" ”