Song Fuling carried the orb, followed by Sizhuang who carried the bag.

She didn't go to the bookstore on the land side.

Of course, Song Fuling didn't know that the bookstore next to the cake shop was from Lupan.

I don't know the orb.

As for the reason, didn't Baozhu just say it, she has always been a marginal figure, she has heard a little about the third lady's private property, how can other masters know.

Thinking about it carefully, she still borrowed the light of the Poria girl today, and she mixed into the garden and smelled the legendary flower hall incense wall.

In the past, Baozhu passed by every day in the seven years of the Guogong Mansion, but he never even mixed in the courtyard as big as Luban.

You just say, how powerful the housekeeper in charge of the landside yard is, there will never be a chance encounter.

Moreover, Baozhu has also heard that the more the Guogong Mansion entertains banquet guests, the more people come, and the more strictly guarded the housekeeper of the young master's courtyard is, and his eyes are shining, you can say that the courtyard is not exaggerated.

Therefore, Song Fuling did not choose a bookstore close to the cake, and it had nothing to do with whether she knew that the bookstore next to her was Lupan, purely because she was afraid that her grandmother would find her, and she hadn't walked around enough.

This book is really expensive.

In the bookstore two streets below Middle Street, Song Fuling just wanted to buy a small character annotation for her father, but she didn't expect that a book would cost three and a half pieces of silver.

The shopkeeper glanced at the two books selected by Song Fuling, and found that the girl was hesitating which one to buy: "If you buy both of them, I will give you six taels or seven dollars." ”

Baozhu hurriedly said: "Miss, two books are good, and they are three dollars cheaper." ”

But I didn't expect Song Fuling to wave her hand: "No, I can only buy one, my father is dizzy." ”

It's time for him to rebel.

Before she came out of the bookstore, Song Lingling sniffed, "What smell, so fragrant?" ”

Baozhu wanted to tilt her head and lean in to take a look, but she didn't expect to raise her eyes and see Sizhuang blocking her. He let go of the arm that was carrying Song Fuling, skipped Si Zhuang, turned around and beckoned: "Miss, it's for donkey meat to be burned." ”

Song Fuling's eyes lit up, "Let's go, taste it." ”

The marinated donkey meat was accompanied by the old soup and added to the crispy and fragrant fire of the noodles that came out of the pot, and Song Poria ate one and a half.

I was shocked by Baozhu, this is too edible, and Zeyuan is obviously in charge of the rice, ten dishes, and even their maid's meal is very good, there are two dishes.

And the four Zhuang were about to eat the fourth fire at the next table.

Song Fuling asked him: "Sizhuang, are you enough to eat?" ”

Si Zhuang nodded.

Song Fuling ignored him, led the orb that only ate half of the donkey meat, and walked out after settling the money.

When Si Zhuang hurriedly swallowed the last bite of bread and went out to look for them again, he found that Song Fuling and Baozhu were touching this one in front of the lantern stall, and looked at that one strangely.

In a field of red lanterns, the two girls touched the ears of wheat of the lanterns and smiled at each other.

However, Sizhuang's eyes fell on Baozhu's face.

She smiled so beautifully, like a spring flower.

Silently approaching, he heard the two girls say:

"My family shouldn't think about it this year, you can't stick pairs, you can't hang lanterns."

Baozhu persuaded: "If you can stick a pair and hang a lantern in the morning and evening, there will be a lot of people in your place." I'm afraid it's like my family, it's a waste to cook six dishes, and it's still what it looks like, and there are only me and my brother at home. ”

After speaking, Baozhu carried Song Fuling's arm and left the red lantern area. When I walked to the side of the street, I also glanced back at the lanterns of the zodiac, although there were no round red lanterns to look festive, but the twelve zodiac signs hung there, and it was really lively to look at.

Si Zhuang silently followed behind the two girls, and when he saw that Song Fuling had actually entered the silk village again, he looked up at the plaque, noted down the location, and turned to leave.

At the lantern stall, I only saw a strong guy dancing and gesturing in his voice, ignoring the strange eyes of the customers next to him.

Scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry, he suddenly snatched the bookkeeping pen in the shopkeeper's hand, and wrote down the lame font that they had painstakingly learned from this period of time and Gao Tietou.

The shopkeeper was confused, and the young man was going to pay the money in advance.

Then let him send the lanterns of the zodiac signs to a family in the west of the city according to the address in the early morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, saying that it was given by Miss Song, and it was written that he would not be allowed to tell the milk?

I wish you a happy New Year, smile often, and make six dishes for the New Year.

In the silk village, Song Poria and Baozhu didn't notice that Sizhuang was missing.

Because their eyes are not good enough.

Baozhu bought some scattered strips of satin, thinking that before closing the store for the New Year, he would make two foreheads for Mrs. Ma and Mrs. Tian. When the time comes, when the New Year is celebrated, it will look solemn to be worshiped by the children and grandchildren.

She doesn't have any elders, and she doesn't have filial piety to her parents, so she wants to do it for those two old ladies.

I bought her brother a lot of cotton, bought a whole piece of thick linen fabric, and made a new cotton pants.

The little girl is very good at living, and she didn't buy anything for herself. In fact, she had saved some silver in her hand, but she thought, one is that she has just left Qi Mansion and is not short of clothes, and the other is that marrying a good sister-in-law will cost a lot of money in the future. You have to save it.

Looking at Song Fuling again, compared to Baozhu, he is a loser.

It doesn't matter if she buys more, she still buys something that is not practical.

"Wow, Baozhu, look, these embroidered shoes are beautiful." Song Fuling can't put it down again.

is still complaining about her milk in her heart:

Milk, look at how practical this one I picked.

Isn't this a boot, but the bottom is embroidered shoes, embroidered shoes are sewn out of the calf length of the cotton cloth, not as stiff as modern boots, just cotton, take off naturally drooping down, but that is not snow and impermeable, isn't it? Besides, the ancient women's skirts were long, and this part could not be exposed at all.

Song Fuling is a dark blue embroidered shoe in her hand, and the door is embroidered with an auspicious cloud-like pattern, which is the cotton on the calf, and two clouds are also embroidered. The embroidery is extremely expressive.

Qian Peiying's rare appearance of holding her green embroidered shoes flashed in her mind.

Song Fuling asked the store: "How much money are these shoes?" ”

"Four-two-two?"

Baozhu was also taken aback by the price, and first whispered: "Miss, did you choose the most expensive pair in the store," and hurriedly said: "Shopkeeper, this is the owner of the Ma Lao Tai Cake Xingxing Store opposite." ”

"The owner? Who are you, Mrs. Ma? ”

Song Fuling tilted her head: "My grandmother." ”

"Oh, then I'll give you a cheaper, do you fancy it?"

Song Fuling thought about it, this must be bought, and she must buy it, the first pair of embroidered shoes on my mother's ancient journey.

"Fancy it."

Then Song Fuling also took a fancy to a lot, a crescent white embroidered butterfly skirt, and a long skirt with loose edges to the top of the feet, the kind that was swinging.

She can imagine that if she turns around in a circle at home, the skirt will fly.

There is also a pair of crescent-white little white boots. It is similar to the pair of embroidered shoes she bought for her mother, they all look like they are wearing only a pair of embroidered shoes after wearing a long skirt, but there is a long crescent white cotton on it that binds the calf.

But in the end, she just watched it, didn't buy it, but picked up a small brown hat: "Shopkeeper, how much money is this, can a five-year-old baby wear it?" ”

The hat in Song Fuling's hand is like the small hat buttoned by the small landlord in the TV she used to watch, and the hat is wearing a lot of money.

She imagined that it would be fun to make her brother a big money robe, button up this little hat, and braid a little braid behind the little hat.

And her brother likes to wear all kinds of hats.

When Si Zhuang hurried back, he found that the little lady hadn't finished buying.

In the end, before the servants finally wanted to go back to the dim sum shop, Song Fuling ran to the dim sum shop of Lao Bai's house again, looked around strangely, and bought a "white beard" when she left.

Whitebeard is a name for the common people here, in fact, it is the modern dragon beard crisp.

Hmm, it's delicious.

"Milk, I'm back."

"Hey, are you buying this?" Mrs. Ma hurriedly stepped forward.

After Song Fuling took off her cloak, Mrs. Tian smiled and showed her teeth: "Hi, our fat girl, she is really handsome today." ”

"Lao Tian, take a look, I'll just say it, you still have a vision."

Before Song Fuling could open her mouth, the door was pushed open again, and Xiao Quanzi appeared.

"Send it? Garlic? ”

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