Chapter 57: Purse
"Brother Huai really has a wide range of friends."
Su Qingyun nodded very approvingly, glanced at the guy silently, and found that the respect on his face was not like a disguise, so he silently withdrew his gaze.
Although I don't know why the guy suddenly changed his attitude, looking at the other party's appearance, it doesn't look like he has malicious intentions. As long as it's not bad for the third brother, she doesn't mind if her brother makes a few more friends.
On the contrary, according to his younger brother's temperament, making more friends will help him to reinstate his heart.
When Su Huai saw her sister praising herself, she immediately smiled even brighter, and silently praised Fourth Brother Xiao from head to toe a hundred times from her heart.
On the side, Ding Xiaogongzi looked at the box that he had only seen in his sister's room, and his eyes were about to fall with envy. confirmed, he is a fake royal relative.
After saying goodbye to Su Qingyun's sister and brother, Ding Bai returned home unrelentingly, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard that the eldest sister Ning'an Wang Shifei had returned, and she was in the backyard, discussing with her mother about the flower viewing banquet on the fifteenth day of next month.
When Ding Bai heard the words of the flower appreciation banquet, his eyes involuntarily lit up, and the ladies in Beijing would participate in it at that time, that is to say, he would be able to see Miss Su again that day.
On the other side, Su Huai cheekily got into the carriage with Su Qingyun, and as soon as his butt touched the seat, he immediately leaned back comfortably, with his hands behind his head.
"Sister, you still enjoy it, don't forget to take the carriage out of the carriage for breakfast." Su Huai looked up at Su Qingyun and grinned at her.
Today he was really lucky, he came out early in the morning for breakfast, and he was able to get into his sister's carriage, so he didn't have to walk back with physical strength.
Su Huai thought of the convenience of the carriage, and secretly felt a heartbeat, thinking about whether he should also let the steward prepare one.
As soon as the thought came to him, he shook his head. No, it's not too domineering to ride in a carriage, but it's better to ride a horse.
"Okay, you're going to be a sycophant, let me ask you, are you familiar with the article that your father asked you to memorize a few days ago?" Su Qingyun spoke.
"Sister, why are you asking me about my homework again?" As soon as Su Huai heard Su Qingyun ask, his whole body jumped up as if his butt was burning, his head hit the wall of the car, and he immediately screamed and rubbed his face with a wrinkled face, and sat back down.
Su Qingyun looked at his frizzy appearance, couldn't help but laugh, and as soon as he raised his hand, something drew an arc and fell towards Su Huai's arms.
"Huh, what's that?"
"Sister, the purse is ready so soon?" Su Huai took the thing, took it to his eyes and looked at it, and then his face showed ecstasy.
I saw that the purse was the size of a palm, very delicate, and the whole was made of azure cloth, with golden silk and black beads embedded on it. The front of the purse is embroidered with an emerald green bamboo, and the reverse side is an auspicious cloud pattern, with fine and neat stitches.
Compared to the previous one, this one doesn't know how much more thought it took to do so.
Su Huai held the purse and looked left and right, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.
"Sister, this purse was really made for me?" Su Huai smirked and spoke, and his eyes saw that the lower right corner of the purse was embroidered with a small Huai character, and his mouth was even bigger.
Hehe, this is really something that my sister did for him, and it can't be wrong.
"Like it or not?" Su Qingyun was infected by Su Huai's smile, and a smile appeared in her eyes.
Su Huai nodded again and again: "I like it, this purse looks much better than last time, thank you, sister." ”
As Su Huai spoke, he picked up the purse and hung it carefully on his waist, but the old one was not taken off.