Wang Lichai was stunned for a moment, yes, there is such a rule, but she didn't take it to heart at the time.

At that time, she thought, how could she not arrive on time for such a good thing as becoming an embroiderer? For a whole day, Baojia Mansion was in the town, and it was only half an hour at most.

However, under the dispute, she completely forgot about this one.

Mrs. Wang apparently remembered this rule as well.

The rules of the Brocade Mansion are not a joke, and if the whole family is guilty, it will not be discounted at all. From the slaves who signed the deed of sale, to the nobles of heaven, everything applies. What's more, a mere armor protection?

Mrs. Wang hurriedly grabbed her daughter's hand and paused, turned around and saluted the woman who reminded her, "Thank you Yun Xiuniang for reminding us, we were confused for a while." ”

Lei Meiyun smiled faintly, "Mrs. Wang doesn't have to be polite. It's not the first time we've seen each other, as we should. ”

In the depths of her eyes, there was disdain and contempt. If she hadn't had other intentions, how could she have condescended to speak to such a vulgar woman. Where are they? He was still wild at the door.

"Don't hurry up and thank Yun Xiuniang."

Wang Lichai pursed her lips and reluctantly thanked her.

She is young, she grew up in Nanfeng Town, and the farthest place she has been to Tan'an County. In the town, because of her father, who saw her disrespect her three points?

I have seen a lot of people who are polite to her father, and in her cognition, the Wang family is the heaven of Nanfeng Town. Look at that Xu Lan, wasn't she taken to the county government for conviction because she offended her father?

No matter how powerful the brocade mansion is, it is far away. Embroidery has no contact with the people in the town, so there is no sense of existence in Wang Lichai's heart.

That's why she was so angry when she was stopped just now.

In this Nanfeng Town, there are still places where your mother can't enter? What kind of Laoshzi embroidery, she is not even allowed to bring a maid, does she want to dress and take a bowl by herself?

This is ridiculous!

With this kind of thought, Wang Lichai's thanks was also very insincere.

Lei Meiyun glanced at her lightly, and saw her emotions on her face. This woman was raised! I don't know what the so-called arrogance is high.

But it's good, it's a good character.

"You're welcome, get up. We are all embroiderers, and we will be a family from now on, what do we do when we talk about this. Lei Meiyun said: "It's all in the same town, and I have seen Mrs. Wang in the past." ”

Indeed, I have seen it.

But he didn't say anything, at most he nodded his head at best.

Song Lie's forty-two years of embroidery has lived in this town for eight years. As Mrs. Baojia, not to mention knowing everyone well, she knows her general temperament.

Lei Meiyun, who has always been lonely, is so kind to her, which makes her a little flattered.

"Daughter, there is a cloud embroidery mother to take care of, and this heart for the mother is put down." Mrs. Wang hit the snake with the stick and pushed Wang Lichai: "Hurry up and follow Yun Xiuniang in, and bring back a letter if you have something." ”

Wang Lichai took the burden in the maid's hand and entered the embroidery school step by step. The joy that filled my heart has disappeared. Thinking of the days of embroidery, I feel even more bleak.

Compared with Wang Lichai, Xu Sanchun is not uncomfortable at all.

Do-it-yourself is a natural thing for her, and she doesn't need to overcome it.

After clicking on the roster, she received a sign engraved with "Bingyi", which was assigned to her bedroom. There are not many adults in the embroidery place, and the embroidery girl can have a separate bedroom.

There are two rows of independent houses here, namely "B House" and "C House", Xu Sanchun wondered in his heart, since there is B and C, there should be A house. But on the way over, she didn't see the existence of Kosha, but she didn't take it seriously.

The second house is in front of the second house, the sun is better, and the house is more beautifully repaired. It seems that each house is a little bigger than Bingshe.

The size of each room in Bingshe is also the same, and the "Bingyi" that Xu Sanchun got is in the first room of Bingshe. I opened the door with the key hanging under the sign and looked at the clean and elegant room.

Putting the burden on the table, she estimated in her heart, this place is about ten square meters, and it is quite spacious for one person.

To the left of the entrance is a long bookcase with a new, unopened pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Above the bookcase is a window that can be pushed open, and next to it is a hanger for clothes and a washbasin rack for washing.

A large standing cabinet made of pine wood was placed against the wall, and Xu Sanchun opened the baggage and put all the clothes, hats, shoes and socks he brought, and sorted them out.

In the middle of the house is a boxy table with a bench on each side. It is also made of pine wood, which is strong and strong.

Xu Sanchun's hand stroked the indentation on the table, looking at the surface that had become smooth because of frequent use, and thought to himself, I don't know how many masters this room has experienced?

Time flies, only the utensils remain.

She looked to the other side, where there was a bed against the wall, and next to it was a low cupboard where she could put some miscellaneous items.

A back window opens on the wall on the side of the bed, allowing light to come in from the outside, making the room spacious and bright.

Xu Sanchun got up and took a turn, this place is similar to a single dormitory. It was several times more comfortable than the quadruple room she lived in college.

Sure enough, it is the brocade mansion with the highest status in the Great Shang Dynasty, and even running an embroidery school is so magnanimous.

You know, this is an embroidery school in every town. Xu Sanchun didn't know how many towns there were in the Great Shang Dynasty, but since it was a dynasty that had been ruled for hundreds of years, it must be not small.

With so many towns and so many embroidery schools, it is really a costly project. I don't know how it was built in the first place.

The utensils in the house were good, even the fine floral sheets on the bed felt fine muslin. However, there is no quilt pillow, so I don't know where to pick it up.

As she thought so, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Sanchun embroidery girl, maid brocade, I will send you a quilt." There was a round-faced girl standing by the door, dressed as a maid. Looking at the color of the clothes on his body, it was worse than the light rain that Xu Sanchun had seen that day.

Xu Sanchun looked over, she squatted down with the quilt pillow in her hand, and said with a smile: "This is yours." ”

"Come on in." Xu Sanchun got up.

Jin Rong came in with something in his arms, and while making the bed for her, he spoke, "Sanchun embroidery girl, the maid is the maid of this Bingshe, if you need anything, you just have to tell me." ”

"Are you the only one?" Xu Sanchun asked.

"More than that!" Jin Rong's voice was crisp, and she said with a smile: "Mama Tian is in charge of Bingshe, and the maid is for her." In addition, there are two little maids, and two rough mothers-in-law who are responsible for sprinkling and sweeping. ”

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