Chapter 152: Making a Wedding Dress

He stood up, wouldn't it be possible to be together anytime and anywhere.

Luo Qingqing smiled, "Okay, for the sake of the benefits, I won't bother with you this time!" ”

In the dead of night, the night breeze is gentle.

The moonlight shines through the window and refracts into the room, and the dappled light shines on Luo Qingqing's face.

She lay on the bed and closed her eyes with a smile.

This night's sleep was extraordinarily sweet.

"Doctor Luo, are you awake?"

In the morning, the morning light is faint.

Luo Qingqing was woken up by the sound of peach calling the door outside.

"What's wrong?" She rubbed her sleepy eyes and got up.

"Doctor Luo, someone is looking for you outside."

"Who's looking for me?"

Luo Qingqing got up dissatisfied and quickly got dressed.

It was a cold day, and my clothes were cold.

She walked down the stairs and went out the door, and saw Ma Fukite wearing a fiery red jacket, leaning against the door and staring at her.

"Why are you here?"

"Eh, can't I come yet?" Ma Fukite rolled his eyes and crossed his waist, "What's the matter, you, the young lady of the Wei Mansion, don't even look down on me, an old friend." ”

Luo Qingqing was amused by her, "What nonsense, isn't it an accident for me." ”

"Hmph, I'll come and see you."

Ma Fukite stepped into the threshold and found a chair to sit down.

Luo Qingqing looked around.

"Don't look for it, your husband is not in Jingxuan Tower."

Luo Qingqing was annoyed, "Don't talk nonsense, what husband." ”

"Hee-hee, isn't it sooner or later?"

"Even if it's a matter of time or time, but it's not yet, don't talk nonsense, it's not good for people to listen to it."

"Gotta get it, I won't say it yet. After all, this Weifu is so big, and there are many people. ”

"Did you see Wei Yang?"

"Well, when I came, he was going out."

"What are you going to do?"

"It seems that Master Wei is looking for him to go with him to the yamen. I told him I came to you, and he told me to take good care of you. ”

Luo Qingqing was helpless, "Listen to his nonsense, what is there to take care of." By the way, what the hell are you doing here to find me? ”

"It's okay." Ma Fukite said: "It was a few stinky boys who set off a cannon battle in front of my house in the morning, which woke me up. You said I couldn't sleep, so where am I going, I just want to come and see you. It's the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month today, and the market will be closed tomorrow, so let's go out for a walk today and see what we want to buy. ”

Luo Qingqing thought about it, "It's the New Year, I have to take a look, and I'll come out when I wash my face." ”

Luo Qingqing washed his face, drank some white porridge with Ma Fuyuan in Jingxuan Building, and went to the street outside together.

Although the weather is cold, it can't cover the enthusiasm of the people for the New Year.

At the door of each business, it was like a fish coming in and out,

Luo Qingqing and Ma Fuyuan walked casually on the street with a bean paste bag.

Suddenly, as if Ma Fuqing had seen something, he pulled Luo Qingqing and ran to the gate of Yiyun Silk Store to line up.

"Why are you here?" Luo Qingqing was full of bean paste and looked at Ma Fu Kite strangely.

Ma Fu glanced at her, "Don't you know?" This silk shop is the largest silk shop in our Yunzhou City. ”

"Then let's go in and have a look."

Stuff three or two mouthfuls of the bean paste bun into your mouth.

The two men also went into the silk shop.

This is worthy of being the largest silk store in Yunzhou City.

It was as big as the shopping mall Luo Qingqing had seen in modern times.

Inside, all kinds of silk furs stand on the counters and shelves, and people are dazzled to see.

"Do you have a favorite?" Ma Fu asked in her ear.

"What? Are you going to send me? ”

"Hehe, if I had a normal time, I might have given you away. But not today, the fabric you want to buy today is to make your own wedding dress. ”

Luo Qingqing's eyes widened suddenly, "Hey, Ma Fuyu, what are you talking about?" ”

"I said wedding dress, the whole Yunzhou City knows that you are about to get married, don't you prepare a wedding dress." Ma Fuyuan looked at her gloatingly, "Don't you know, the custom of getting married in Yunzhou is to make your own wedding dress." ”

"Isn't it?"

Luo Qingqing wanted to cry, "Where will I make a wedding dress?" I can't even embroider well. ”

"Anyway, the custom is such a custom, even if you don't do it alone, you have to sew a few stitches with your own hands to be decent."

As he spoke, Ma Fukite said to a shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, we want the best silk brocade, the kind that is worn by relatives!" ”

Ma Fukite is bold and has a big voice.

This voice shouted, and everyone around her looked at her.

Naturally, they all saw Luo Qingqing.

At this time, someone with sharp eyes shouted, "Eh, isn't this Dr. Luo!" ”

"Yes, it's Dr. Luo. Dr. Luo, do you remember me? The patient I was still seeing in Qing'an Hall was seen by you personally. ”

"Hehe, yes, I'm not very impressed, I have too many patients." Luo Qingqing grabbed her head and looked dumbfounded.

"Doctor Luo, you're about to marry into the Wei Mansion as a young lady, right?"

"Yes, Doctor Luo, you are really amazing, the doctors in the capital of the capital have seen the legs of the young master Wei, and they can't see it well."

"Doctor Luo, in the future, you will become the young lady of the Taishou Mansion, will you still come out to see us?"

"What are you talking about, Dr. Luo is already so big in Qing'antang, I heard that a new branch of Qing'antang is going to be opened, how can Dr. Luo be busy."

"Dr. Luo is really a strange person, young, so beautiful, and so superb in medical skills."

The crowd came over with a lot of chatter.

Luo Qingqing is really one head and two years old.

When did she start, is she already so famous in Yunzhou City?

Ma Fu was beside her, and she couldn't help but giggle with her handkerchief.

"Horse Kite!" She glared at him fiercely.

Ma Fuyuan hurriedly pushed everyone away, "Okay, okay, everyone, Dr. Luo is also very busy today, she has to be busy choosing fabrics to make wedding dresses, if you support Dr. Luo, let it go." ”

"Okay, let's get out of the way and let Dr. Luo choose first!"

Everyone stepped back in unison.

Luo Qingqing was even more annoyed with Ma Fukite now.

When she said this, the people in Yunzhou City knew that she came out to choose a wedding dress.

The shopkeeper over there was also sharp-eyed, and happily picked up a few good red silks, "Doctor Luo, come and see, this is the best silk in our silk shop, you see, this fabric, this color, you must like it." ”

"I-"

"That's it, Dr. Luo, you have all these silks, and you are happy that you are about to get married! We're only half the price! ”

Luo Qingqing hadn't said anything yet, and the showcase had already stuffed the silk into her arms.