Thousands of peaks are blue and green, like jade, not jade and better than jade.

Song Fuling pried open another box.

Picked up a teacup that Lu Pan gave to his father and put it in his ear, knocked it, and was listening to the sound of blue and white porcelain, Mrs. Ma went upstairs.

Sneaking around.

The old lady wondered what was in those big wooden boxes.

The object given to her is big enough, is it possible that the one who gave her three sons is also made of gold and silver?

"What's it?"

Qian Peiying stood in front of the box, looked back with a smile and said, "A set of tableware for eating," and pointed to her daughter, motioning to the old lady to look at the teacup in Poria's hand, "There are also teapots, teacups, vases or something." When I get back, I'll pick up a few and send them to you, and you can use them too. ”

The old lady took the teacup handed by her granddaughter, touched it rarely, and said as she touched it: "It's really fine, it's thinner than my face." No, I've been to the Guogong Mansion and know that it's all a set, and I pay attention to putting a whole set on the table when people eat, and if you give me a few, it won't be a set. Our guests also serve your family a lot of times, and you have to have a strong face. ”

After speaking, he returned the teacup, turned around and left in a hurry, there were too many things to ask Zhang Luo.

I heard that the unloading guys were going back to the house, so I was waiting for Junko to come out of the house and give an order.

When I went downstairs, I remembered, Mrs. Ma shouted up the stairs:

"Third daughter-in-law, don't let the fat girl wash the dishes, she will wash them again."

After instructing this, the old lady still pondered uneasily:

When you are free, you must instruct the Qian family separately: you are not allowed to use this set of expensive rice bowls to send rice or the like, especially you can't let your daughter send food, your daughter always loses things.

Anyway, the fat girl can't wear it today.

Tsk, you said that her head was east to west, and just now she forgot to mention that she asked her granddaughter to change her clothes before anyone came.

What you're wearing, it's not new at all.

The child's upper body seemed to be wearing a crescent-white dress, and below it was a pink skirt, but the skirt was still in the middle, and the clothes were not good at all.

Mrs. Ma doesn't like the color of crescent moon white, what is the little girl doing in such plain clothes, as if there is something going on at home.

You see that every time the milk is matched, it is called Jun.

"Looking for me? Hey, come on, come on," Mrs. Ma trotted down the stairs and left San'er's house, no longer bothering to go back to dress her granddaughter.

It's a coincidence today, Song Fuling herself thinks that she really dressed up.

First of all, in terms of fabric, she rarely wears satin in the village, and now she is wearing a satin coat for the first time.

My mother made it newly, using crescent white material with dark lines, and a small layer of cotton sewn inside, so that it is not bloated and warm in this season.

The pink skirt underneath was made by herself.

Because my mother used the leftover pink satin to make a pair of embroidered shoes for her, she made a pompom for the shoes herself, and a large pompom was sewn on each shoe, which was made of catkins cotton.

Then there was her fingernails, which were smeared with a pale pink color in the space, and Mi Shou also pulled her hand and said, "Sister, are you poisoned?" ”

In order to tease her brother, she also smeared pink lip gloss on her mouth and asked her brother: "Do you think I am not poisoned in my mouth?" ”

At that time, I was beautiful, sitting in front of the mirror combing my hair and waiting for my father to come home, and Lu Pan came.

"Come in, come," Song Fusheng gave way, signaling Lu Pan to go first and enter the house.

As soon as Lu Pan entered the small building, his eyes fell on the pom-pom embroidered shoes at the door.

He looked closely.

Song Fusheng followed his eyes, and at this glance, he hurriedly bent down to pick up his daughter's two shoes and stuffed them into the shoe cabinet.

This kid is very grinning.

In fact, I don't blame the child.

We modern people take off their shoes at the door when they enter the house, especially the shoes that are worn back and forth, and they are too lazy to put them in the cabinet if they are troublesome.

Taking advantage of this, Mi Shou took off his shoes first, put on his small slippers and said, "Brother, you don't need to change your slippers, just come in." ”

Lu Pan: "......"

You treat me as stupid, you say so, can I not change it?

"Where's the slippers?"

Song Fusheng pushed Lu Pan and said no, but Lu Pan still changed.

He sat on the shoe stool, and Junko immediately squeezed in, about to kneel to replace him.

The wind swept over from the corner of Lu Bin's eyes, meaning to change yours, leave me alone.

When he arrived at the Song family, if he had to be served everywhere, the Song family would look awkward and unaccustomed, and he would be uncomfortable.

After changing his shoes, in the living room, Lu Pan raised his eyes and said: "......"

Junko couldn't help but say, "Oops! ”

Oops, it's so decent, it's the first intuitive feeling.

No wonder Old Man Song didn't let him come here first, saying that he came here, and those few couldn't see it.

Shunzi thought to herself, don't talk about a few of you, it's me, I've finished reading this kind of slightly thin yield, and when I look back at my own house, I will feel that it is not as good as my husband's house.

"This is the desk?"

"No", Song Fugui hurriedly explained to Shunzi:

"This is the dinner table, you open it and pull it down, it's a big round table, I'll open it for you to see.

I'll tell you, you really shouldn't be given money for making this table, and if I was there at the time, I couldn't give it to him.

The master learned this idea, and he couldn't help but make a lot of money. ”

Several men from the Nine Clans opened the table to show Junko, and some men told: "The desk is not here, go inside, and the place where you step on the rice is the place to read." ”

"Treading rice?"

"Yes, you can step on it like a kang, and there is an empty rice below, so don't you just step on the rice."

Fugui looked at Junko and smiled, this name is okay? The fat niece, you just say, how talented that girl is, follow her father, how realistic it is.

Junko glanced at the young master's back, there were too many people in the living room, "Then let's go and see the stepping rice." ”

At the same time, Grandpa Song was talking to Lu Pan about calligraphy and painting, saying that the calligraphy was written by your uncle, and the painting on the fireplace here was painted by your uncle's daughter.

Lu Pan had already walked to the back of the sofa, and was about to read the words carefully, when he heard the painting, he turned around without a trace, and went straight to the fireplace.

He stood in front of these paintings, and as he looked over one by one, the hand behind his back couldn't help but turn the jade wrench on his thumb.

When he finished reading, Poria and Mi Shou happened to appear with teacups and teapots.

It was the set of teapots that Lu Pan sent, which my mother urgently opened and washed, and now she is still washing those new dishes in the kitchen, so that Lu Pan can use them when she eats for a while.

"Sit, come, Minrui, sit down and drink some tea," Song Fusheng motioned to Grandpa and Gao Tu to sit down and take a breath.

I can't run these things in the house, so take my time.

Besides, in Song Fusheng's eyes, the decoration of the house is just to live comfortably, and there is nothing to deliberately show.

Song Fuling bent down and put the teapot on the coffee table, and then began to place the teacups again, placing a teacup for Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, Dad, and Lu Pan.

When Lu Pan was here, Lu Pan suddenly said to Junko, who had reappeared in the living room: "Let them go home, I will live here for the past two days." ”

Completely send away the little guys who walked away from the door.

After speaking, when he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, Lu Pan secretly rubbed and swept Song Poria's pink fingernails.

What's that dye?

Will it fall?

Take food and eat it, don't eat it in your stomach.

Song Fuling also secretly observed Lu Pan.

Hearing what Lu Pan said, his eyes fluttered, his eyes were as bright as spring, and he turned his head and quietly looked at her mother: What? This man is going to live in our house? Two more days?