As she spoke, she picked up the string of beads and put it on the palm of her hand: "Oh, this is it." ”

Wen Wanrong looked at the bracelet and was slightly stunned, thinking that this bracelet was the last time she met Ah Huan during the snow disaster last year, and what he left for her was not a reminder from the red calyx, and she had forgotten about this matter a long time ago.

Think about it, time flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye, it's another winter.

"If you don't lose it, just put it back." Wen Wanrong didn't think about it, as if she didn't mean to say anything, and turned her head to read a book in the back room.

The red calyx responded, put down the hand beads, and followed, still puzzled: "Madam, how can Mrs. Wen have something exactly like you?" The slave and maid looked at the life. ”

Wen Wanrong opened the book and said, "Xu just bought it." ”

Just bought?

So coincidentally?

Red Calyx's intuition is not quite right: "Mrs. Wen is so stingy, can she still buy new jewelry for herself?" What's more, the slave maid saw that the bead was not an unusual thing, although Mrs. Wen was stingy, her vision was not low, and such an ordinary thing could not enter her eyes. ”

Wen Wanrong turned the page, raised her eyes and smiled: "You look carefully, since she has a high vision, she can still steal my inconspicuous hand beads." ”

Hongcao nodded seriously: "Madam, can you not be careless, the slave and maid have paid attention several times, Mrs. Wen wants to open your jewelry box, if it is not for the slave and maid to stop it, it may not be easy to take the sheep." ”

These words are gentle and believable.

Not to mention that the red calyx noticed that it was not once or twice that the fourth girl asked her for hairpins in private, and every time they were expensive jewelry, she naturally would not agree, not to mention how much silver was spent, those valuable pearl and gold hairpins were all bought by Qin Yang with her, how could she be willing to give away Qin Yang's heart.

"Next time Mrs. Wen comes, you pay more attention, not to mention jewelry, there are also small objects that the second master plays with, there are a few of them are his treasures, and if you lose them, you will really lose your temper." Wen Wanrong told carefully, and her eyes fell back to the book.

The red calyx received the order, and was about to withdraw, but was stopped again.

Somehow, Wen Wanrong reminded the ghost of the string of hand beads and asked the red calyx to bring it to her to take a look.

The red calyx took the hand beads to the back room.

Wen Wanrong waved her hand, signaled to go down, then grabbed the bracelet, looked left and right, and found nothing special, and looked at the light again, but still didn't find anything special.

But with a little attention, it is not difficult to find that there seems to be a faint streamer flickering in the pink and white beads, and I want to see it clearly, but it is not real.

Wen Wanrong took a closer look at each bead, and found that it was not a bead with a streamer that moved, but all of them, seemingly ordinary bracelets, but hidden mysteries?

The red calyx said that the four girls wore the same beads as their own string.

Is it exactly the same at what it looks like, or is the little girl also finding something unusual in the beads?

Wen Wanrong thought for a while, called the red calyx over, and handed her the hand beads: "Look at this string of beads, it is really similar to the one worn by Mrs. Wen?" ”

Red Calyx is honest and down-to-earth, and she has always been meticulous about what Wen Wanrong explained.

"Madam, this bracelet is so special!"

"You found out too?"

The red calyx chick nodded as if pecking rice, and returned the hand beads.

Wen Wanrong asked her, "Do you still feel the same as Mrs. Wen's?" ”

Hongcao thought seriously for a moment: "Madam, don't you say it, the slave really doesn't feel anything, listening to you, the slave and maid think that Mrs. Wen's string of hand beads is a little similar to yours." ”

Wen Wanrong said with doubts, "Hmm......". As if she was afraid that she would be mistaken, the red calyx picked up the bracelet again, looked at it for a while, and nodded: "Madam, the slave maid is not mistaken, although the string worn by Mrs. Wen is not as smart as your beads, but you can also faintly see the same light, and the color of the two strings of beads, the size of the slave and maid really do not see the difference."

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"Okay, I see." Wen Wanrong made a note in her heart, pretending to be unintentional on her face, and asked Hongcao to put away the bracelet, "It's just a gadget that I wear on weekdays, and it's not uncommon for them to look almost the same." ”

Hongcao didn't care about his wife when he heard it, and he didn't think about it, and while packing up the jewelry box, he said: "Madam, don't blame the slave for being too careful, the slave and maid really can't see Mrs. Wen's style." ”

Wen Wanrong smiled and picked up the book again: "You just need to take care of the things in the house." ”

The red calyx said yes, and seeing that it was approaching noon, she didn't talk anymore, and hurried to the small kitchen to pick up the food box.

Wen Wanrong waited for the porch to be quiet, she silently closed the book, took out a clean silk handkerchief, took out the bracelet and wrapped it, and put it in her sleeve pocket.

After lunch, she took a nap as usual, didn't get up from time to time, went to the old lady's yard to see the two children, Holly said that it was cold, and the children didn't want to wake up when they were warm in the quilt, and they got up later than the usual nap, Wen Wanrong said that it was okay, let the child sleep, and then quit the house.

She put on her back cloak and came out of the courtyard, and did not return to her house, but went to the door of the hanging flowers, and temporarily called the housekeeper to carry her out.

The coachman asked, "Madame, where are you going?"

Wen Wanrong concisely gave two words: "Yinlou ......"

The carriage stopped steadily in front of the largest silver building shop in Yandu, and Wen Wanrong put on her hood and walked quickly into the storefront.

Xiao Er is a clever person, and when he saw Mrs. Qin Shao coming, he was busy inviting him to a private room and receiving him in person by the shopkeeper.

It is not uncommon for the shopkeeper to see Yandu officials and nobles, who can deal with it freely, make money with kindness, and salute: "I haven't seen the young lady and General Qin come to patronize for a while." ”

Wen Wanrong bowed her head slightly in response, and said with a smile: "By the end of the year, every household is busy, and I think the business of your silver building is much busier than before." ”

The shopkeeper smiled and didn't answer, obviously.

The two exchanged pleasantries, Wen Wanrong took out the wrapped bracelet from her sleeve pocket, put it on the tea table of Huanghuali wood, pushed it in front of the shopkeeper, and got straight to the point: "I'll take the time to come over today, I want you to help me see this." ”

She didn't say the source, let alone any discoveries, just as ordinary jewelry for the shopkeeper to appreciate.

The shopkeeper carefully picked up the handkerchief, took out the bracelet inside, looked at the light carefully for a while, frowned slightly, wrapped it instead, and returned it, revealing a look of embarrassment: "Young lady, forgive the old man for being clumsy, I can't see what it is." ”

An old shopkeeper with more than ten years of experience in gold and silver jewelry, can't identify ordinary bracelets?

In the words, it is obvious to shirk.

Wen Wanrong was not reluctant, but asked, "Can the shopkeeper see clearly?" ”

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and when he got up, he deliberately leaned forward slightly, getting closer, and the volume would be audible to the two of them: "Madam, it is a craft in the palace." ”

Wen Wanrong was stunned, and before she had time to say thank you, she saw the shopkeeper with his back to her, and said dissatisfied to the little maid at the door: "Why hasn't the young lady brought the new model yet?" ”

The little guy answered, saying that he would urge again.

The shopkeeper waved to Wen Wanrong again, and said with a smile: "Man, please forgive me, Mrs., wait a minute, the new style you want will come in a while." ”

Wen Wanrong knew that the shopkeeper deliberately diverted the topic, because she was afraid that the two would have a conversation and the wall would have ears. She chuckled: "You can go first, I'll eat tea and wait." ”

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