Chapter 93 Funeral
At that time, Qiao Lao was the happiest woman in the world, with a husband who loved her, two lively and lovely daughters, and everyone envied her for having this blessing, but this blessing only lasted for a few years.
When Qiao Yun gave birth, she never thought about an accident, and her sister Qiao Yuan also died, seeing all this, Qiao Lao couldn't believe that this was true, it was obviously something to be happy about, but it became a funeral, looking at Zhou Anzhi, she seemed to see her dead daughter, and always felt that God favored her, so that Qiao Yuan's soul was attached to Zhou Anzhi's body, plus Zhou Anzhi was more like Qiao Yun.
Calm temperament, listening to Allure's face, beautiful voice, everything is so similar.
Later, her husband also died of illness because he missed his daughter, and this series of blows made her age a lot in a few days, and she also had a lot of gray hair.
"Grandmother?" Zhou Anzhi saw that Qiao Lao hadn't spoken for a long time, and looked up at Qiao Lao, she saw the longing flowing in Qiao Lao's eyes, and couldn't help but feel strange, was it because she missed her dead grandfather? But the longing in Qiao Lao's eyes was not like missing his grandfather, but like feeling sorry for his own flesh and blood.
"That's it, let's all go and prepare, Cui'er, help me go to rest." Every time Qiao Lao thought of his dead daughter, his heart was like a thorn stinging her.
Seeing that Qiao Lao's face was not good, everyone left with interest, only Qiao Yun was still thinking about the emotion flowing in Qiao Lao's eyes just now.
After so many years, I didn't expect you to miss her, what's wrong with me, why haven't you recognized me? I'm standing in front of you, what do you need me to see my existence?
Zhou Anzhi and the others had already left, and Zhou Ruosu saw that her mother Qiao Yun was still standing in place in a daze, "Mother? ”
Qiao Yun skipped Zhou Ruosu's side and left the room with a pale face.
Zhou Anzhi: There should be a secret in this Qiao Mansion that I don't know? What is it? Who is the longing flowing in Old Qiao's eyes?
With a heart full of questions, the next day quietly came.
Different from previous years, it was not only the people in Qiao's Mansion who enjoyed the flowers and feasted together, but invited the nobles who had a good relationship with Mrs. Qiao, so that the plum blossom banquet became a banquet of the nobles' house in the public.
Early in the morning, Mrs. Qiao sent the eldest girl Xi'er to the West Courtyard, saying that she had invited a tailor to come to the plum blossom banquet for the clothes, and asked Zhou Anzhi to pick them out.
Zhou Anzhi nodded yes.
In the past, Zhou Anzhi didn't have the opportunity to participate in the plum blossom banquet, only in the previous life, it was also at this time, and her grandmother also asked her to choose clothes, but she wore too fancy, and the conspicuous clothes made people laugh.
At the plum blossom banquet, all the courtiers and wives were there, and most of them came to see their daughters-in-law. Anyone who has a daughter's family will dress up to attend, just looking forward to dressing up more and more beautiful. Although Old Madam Qiao is not used to seeing too grand scenes, she still has to do it in terms of face.
Velvet looked a little happy, and while accompanying Zhou Anzhi to Mrs. Qiao's side, she said: "I didn't expect to be able to enjoy the plum blossom banquet this time, the girl doesn't like plum blossoms the most, and you can enjoy the flowers at that time." ”
Zhou Anzhi likes plum blossom banquets, but not for flower appreciation. But whenever there is such a banquet, she is always an isolated one, among which there are Qiao Yun and Zhou Ruosu, her own straightforward temperament, what to say, every time she dresses up inappropriately, she only laughs behind people's backs and doesn't know it.
She loves plum blossom feasts, but it's because of Gao Yu.
At the plum blossom banquet a year ago, Gao Yu was also present. On that day, she was ridiculed and isolated again, and the plum garden was full of purple and red, and everyone looked for the reddest and most colorful, and she walked to the corner by herself, but saw a pot of white chrysanthemums in the distance.
Chrysanthemums are probably used for funerals, so they are inherently unpleasant, and the chrysanthemums are really miserable. The petals were a little withered, and I don't know whether they were beaten by the rain or blown by the wind, and a lone branch was placed in the corner, and no one paid attention.
is about to have the idea of sympathy, Zhou Anzhi only feels that he is the same as the plum blossom. Alone, pitiful little that no one sees. When I sighed and sighed in my heart, I saw a man in a fancy dress walking in front of the plum blossom.
He reached out and picked up the flower branch, caressing the petals with his hand. The people around him asked him: "Brother Gao, this flower is miserable, what's so beautiful?" ”
The personable man smiled: "Pity it for being lonely and helpless." ”
It was this sentence "pitiful, lonely and helpless" that made Zhou Anzhi have a good impression of men. When the man turned around, he was even more fascinated by his plump and handsome appearance.
Later, Zhou Anzhi learned from the mouths of the ladies that it was the current general __ Gao Yu over there.
Maybe it's always unreasonable to fall in love with someone when you're young, Gao Yu's words are clearly talking about chrysanthemums, but she feels empathetic. She thought that if such a gentle person married him, he would definitely pity her like a lonely flower.
It's a pity that she still thinks about it after all. Gao Yu pitied Jiaohua, the people, and Zhou Ruosu, but unfortunately never pitied her. Everything she has done is based on his wife's "responsibility" in his opinion. Those days of respecting each other were nothing more than a scene that Gao Yu couldn't bear to dislike and played with her.
He didn't pity the chrysanthemum, but he mentioned it casually, and she took it seriously.
"Girl?" Before I knew it, I didn't realize that I had arrived at the door. Velvet hurriedly reminded him, and Zhou Anzhi followed Xi'er and walked in.
Zhou Ruosu has not been here today, Mrs. Qiao is wearing a blue and white brocade long buttoned shirt, she is such an ancient year, wearing such a fresh and tender cyan, I thought it would set off the feeling of incongruity, but there is no such feeling at all, but there is a feeling of the queen mother.
Qiao Xi and Qiao Feng are standing next to their respective mothers, and there are two concubines in the second room, but they are too strong and domineering, and concubines are not allowed to go out to steal the limelight at such a banquet. My grandmother also didn't like the two concubines, so they were not allowed to come out at the plum blossom banquet every year, so as not to spoil her interest.
As a result, only the daughters of each room got the post to participate in the flower banquet.
Zhou Anzhi rushed to Mrs. Qiao to invite An, Qiao Xi looked at Zhou Anzhi, and said with a smile: "Sister Anzhi is here, come and pick up the fabric." Later, I will let Mama tailor it for you. ”
smiled and said: "Sister Ruosu and I have already chosen, so I'm waiting for you to choose." ”
It's obviously inadvertent, but it looks like she's not, and a group of people stay in the room. Zhou Anzhi didn't bother to bother with her, so he walked to the soft couch with cloth by himself.
The mama who cut the clothes was a middle-aged woman in her thirties, and the new clothes up and down the Qiao Mansion every year were cut and bought from her shop. When she was young, she learned some embroidery skills from the female officials in the palace, and she also made clothes very beautiful.
There were five or six pieces of cloth spread out in front of him, and one begonia and one smoke pink had been picked out on one side, and they were picked away. Don't mention it, it must be Qiao Xi and Zhou Ruosu.
The scenes of the past life are vivid. At the plum blossom banquet that day, Qiao Xi wore a begonia-colored willow cloud skirt, looking enthusiastic and generous, and even more beautiful than flowers. And Zhou Ruosu wore an elegant white crescent moon gauze skirt, which was even more delicate and pure. And she was wearing a tender chrysanthemum-colored dress, with a golden collar and jewelry given by Mrs. Qiao, which seemed like a joke and she didn't know it.
And the tender yellow fabric was picked at their instigation.
Zhou Ruosu smiled and said: "My sister has white skin, why don't you pick that chrysanthemum yellow dress, and she can look lively and cute, it's really very flattering." ”
Qiao Yun smiled at the corner of her mouth, but did not speak. There was a hint of sarcasm in Qiao Xi's eyes.
Zhou Anzhi doesn't know how to pick clothes.
Qiao Yun is not by her side, she is the only one. So when she was young, she came alone, and it is inevitable that she will not be able to wear it better than Zhou Ruosu, and there are a group of jackals, tigers and leopards in Zhou's house, where will she really teach the little girl to match?
For example, the chrysanthemum yellow clothes are true for her complexion, but on the occasion of appreciating plum blossoms, coupled with those golden jewelry, she is not a nondescript person, and she looks like a concubine, she is all a foil for Zhou Ruosu and Qiao Xi.
In her previous life, Xiao Tao wanted to persuade her to throw away those jewelry, but she was still stubborn and rushed to lose face.
It's ridiculous.
Zhou Anzhi took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention and pointed to one of the brocades, and said, "That's it." ”
It was a lotus-blue material, and generally speaking, most of the daughters in the boudoir would not choose this material. Because of the lotus blue color, ordinary daughters wear this color, which is easy to look too old-fashioned. If you don't have a luxurious body, wearing this color will look even more unbearable and very ugly.
Qiao Yun's eyes flashed slightly, and she said with a smile: "Why did An Zhi choose such a dark color, the girls have to wear bright and bright clothes, such as your sisters." I'm afraid this dark color is a little old-fashioned. ”
"Not bad." Zhou Ruosu also followed. Although she also likes to see Zhou Anzhi's ugliness, this lotus blue color is inevitably too out of line. If it was seen by outsiders, he thought that his mother abused Zhou Anzhi.
Qiao Xi smiled secretly: "I think this lotus blue is also very good, didn't Sister An Zhi also wear such a dark color?" It's good to give it a try, but I've heard that this color is also very expensive. ”
"If I hadn't already picked the ingredients, I would have tried the lotus blue." Qiao Xi then smiled.
The tailoring grandmother looked at the two daughters-in-law of the Qiao family, and then looked at Zhou Anzhi, who looked calm, and sighed in her heart. The love of Zhou An, the daughter of Zhou Lu, the big house of the Zhou family, is in the limelight, and everyone in the capital knows it. But who knew that the sisters who were kind and gentle on the outside would have such a vicious heart? actually changed the way to make my sister ugly.
Mama looked at Zhou Anzhi with some sympathy, her concubine was calculated by her relatives in the house, but her mother did not stop her, is it really as outsiders say, Qiao Yun only cares about the second daughter?