"Huh?" Chen Xiangsheng was afraid that he would lose it, so he instinctively took it, and his hands sank heavily.

Take a closer look, only to see a complex peony flower carved in the middle of the red lacquered wooden box, and a column of small characters in the lower left corner is engraved with the words "Rouge Red Zhai".

"This ......" Chen Xiang held the legendary top rouge powder box in Shendu, and didn't know what to do.

"Open it and take a look." Li Qingxian looked at his sister with a smile.

Chen Xiang looked at Li Qingxian and was stunned for a moment, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that his little brother had only seen him for two months, but he had suddenly grown up, and he had more courage that he didn't have before.

Chen Zhu sawed the bamboo tube and said: "The leisure is different, the head of the house on the street is a seven-grade official, and the county order of his hometown is the same, but he is very enthusiastic when he sees me, and he personally sends a carriage to send me back." ”

Zhang Fang wiped his son's face indiscriminately, walked to Chen Xiang's side, stretched his neck to take a look, and said with wide eyes: "I know this peony, Rouge Zhai?" This box, let alone ......"

Zhang Fang didn't dare to say that number.

"Too ...... It's too expensive......" Chen Xiang slowly put the rouge box on the table, but he couldn't take his eyes off it, and his pretty face was slightly red.

Zhang Fang hurriedly said: "Yes, don't open it, you can return it......"

Li Qingxian stretched out his hand to click the bar to open the seal and lift the box.

The scleric silver mirror on the lid shines brightly, and the delicate two-tiered box is filled with rouge gouache in different colors.

"Little brother......" Chen Xiang called softly.

Li Qing smiled and said, "If I say I will send you, I will send you." ”

"But this is too expensive...... Chen Xiang squirmed.

"What about mine? What about mine? Chen Yuanpeng propped up the table and jumped up and looked for it.

"It's yours!"

Li Qingxian said, took out a brown sheepskin jacket, and the wool on the collar and cuffs was white and soft.

Chen Yuanpeng's eyes suddenly turned red, in the summer, he grabbed it and wore it on his body.

As soon as he put it on, his forehead was sweating, Zhang Fang took it off and scolded: "Aren't you afraid of covering your prickly heat? In the autumn, I'll wrap it up. ”

Chen Xiang looked at Li Qingxian, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, Chen Yuanpeng went out in a new cotton jacket last winter, but he ran back crying in a torn cotton jacket, saying that he was ridiculed by other children for not wearing a leather jacket, and he also scratched his cotton jacket, and he didn't go out for three days sadly.

"I'm also going into the house, and I've got some silk and silk."

When the four of them entered the house, Chen Yuanpeng grabbed the sleeves of his sheepskin jacket with his small hands and didn't let go, eager to wear them out now.

Crossing the threshold, there is a stove on one side of the central hall, for the stove king, and a table and chairs on the other side.

The deepest part of the nave is dedicated to the God of Wealth, and incense burners and candles are placed on the offering table.

The four of them entered the east house where Zhang Fang and Chen Zhu lived, and Li Qingxian shook his hand, and stacks of linen cloth and silk and satin were piled together.

"Enough, enough, I can't use it, I really can't use it......" Aunt Zhang Fang hurriedly grabbed Li Qingxian's hand.

Chen Xiang also said: "This world is not good, silk and the like, even if there is, we dare not wear it." ”

"Cut, what's not to dare?" The little boy stared at the sheepskin jacket, and his little hand stroked it gently.

"In the future, if there is anything missing at home, tell me. Let's go, sister, put the rouge box away. Li Qingxian took the heavy large rouge box, lifted the curtain and walked to the West House, and put it on Chen Xiang's dresser.

The house is a little dark, and the furnishings in the house are old, but the mahogany dresser was made by the carpenter Chen Zhu himself, which is particularly magnificent, and was originally used as a dowry.

A few days before Chen Xiang got married, the future groom who suffered from tuberculosis did not survive, so Chen Xiang became Kefu's, and no one dared to marry so far.

Chen Xiang is three years older than Li Qingxian, but the poor child is in charge of the house early and has been very sensible since he was a child.

Li Qingxian's mother was frail and sickly, he was taken care of by his aunt when he was born, and Chen Xiang when he was a little older, especially in the days after his mother's death, Li Qingxian almost lived in his aunt's house, eating and sleeping with Chen Xiang.

The two families have three children, Chen Yuanpeng was born late, and Chen Xiang and Li Qingxian have a closer relationship.

Chen Yuanpeng has been jealous of Li Qingxian since he was a child, thinking that he robbed his sister, and resisted many times for this matter, and only after being suppressed by Li Qingxian did he become honest.

Li Qingxian glanced at her beautiful sister, looked at the east house, secretly took out two paper bags, and said in a low voice: "I bought you your favorite mille-feuille crisp, one to eat, and the other to secretly put away, eat it yourself, don't let Yuan Peng see it." ”

"Huh? Good! Chen Xiang also secretly glanced at the West House, smiled sweetly, took a bag of mille-feuille pastry, wrapped it in cloth, turned around and tiptoed into the high part of the wardrobe, and covered it with clothes.

Chen Xiang turned around, her sister and brother looked at each other and smiled, and walked out of the house together.

Li Qingxian opened the paper bag, picked up a piece and handed it to Chen Xiang.

Chen Xiang pinched it with one hand and held it with the other, carefully put it into the cherry lips, and when she bit it gently, it was crispy and fragrant, sweet and delicate.

"It's delicious." Chen Xiang finished vaguely, chewed gently, and put the debris from his left hand into his mouth.

"Millefeuille!" Chen Yuanpeng's eyes flashed, and he rushed over screaming, Li Qing smiled and raised high, Chen Yuanpeng wiped his nose and jumped high to grab it.

After teasing for a while, Li Qingxian divided a few pieces of mille-feuille cake to Chen Yuanpeng, and handed the rest to Chen Xiang, then went to the east wing to get a hammer and nails, glanced at Chen Xiang, saw Chen Xiang coming over, and walked towards the door.

Chen Xiang followed Li Qingxian.

After walking a few steps, Chen Xiang said, "Little brother, you have grown taller again." ”

As he spoke, he compared his hand and said, "I was only half a head taller than me last time we met, and now I suddenly have a head." ”

Li Qingxian smiled and said: "I have entered the ninth grade, and my body is strong." ”

"You're really like your grandfather, and you learned the art of life?" Chen Xiang lowered her eyebrows slightly.

Li Qingxian smiled and said: "We are not the same thing, grandpa is a lifeless talent, and he will only stay in Jipin." I'm only sixteen years old, and I have a long way to go. ”

"Also, you must be better than grandpa." Chen Xiang sighed lightly.

Li Qingxian asked in a low voice: "Grandpa didn't toss the family back then, right?" When I was a child, I didn't remember, and when I grew up, I didn't ask. ”

Chen Xiang glanced back, raised his leg and crossed the threshold, squeaked the door shut, and said in a low voice: "It's all about Chen Sesame and rotten grain, my mother mentioned a few words, anyway, the money of our two families has been defeated by grandpa." Grandpa was concentrating on life cultivation at that time, and the family's money was spent like water, saying that he wanted to save the Life Measuring Sect, but in the end it didn't work. The old man also went, and the past was gone. ”

"Yes, the past is over, I have grown up, and I will support our family in the future." Li Qing said leisurely.

Li Qingxian has always felt that his grandfather is likely to lose his family wealth for the sake of the Heavenly Mandate Instrument.

Chen Xiang looked at Li Qingxian, who was both strange and familiar, and said with relief and distress: "Little brother, you have really grown up." I'm afraid it's not going to be a good time these days, right? ”

Li Qingxian sighed and said, "These days are quite hard, but they have also tempered people, you see, I am very different from before now." Sister, you can rest assured in the future, I am no longer the same person I used to be, I am really sensible. ”

"Good!" Chen Xiang nodded vigorously.

"This is the sign of the night guard, you can see where it hangs, with this thing, I guarantee that those ruffians will not dare to provoke you." Li Qingxian handed the iron plate to Chen Xiang.

"Great......" Chen Xiang gently stroked the iron brand and muttered to herself.