"Don't you care if it's a secret, or a secret warehouse? Hurry up and post to Miss Fu. ”

Qingwen urged, "You are so long-winded, don't be stupid again, don't you want Miss Fu to marry, right?" ”

"What did my sister say?"

Jia Baoyu's big silver face suddenly turned red, and he whispered, "Although I used to be the most disgusted with stupid men and stupid women, I also understand that sooner or later a girl will marry when she grows up." But Sister and Sister Feng are afraid that if they do this, will they annoy Miss Fu? ”

"What else if not? Could it be that he rushed directly to someone's house and said that he wanted to take Miss Fu out to see his relatives? ”

Qingwen looked at the big-faced treasure, laughed in her heart, and glanced at him angrily, "Isn't Miss Fu very smart?" Fu Try's actions, Miss Fu naturally understood his intentions. Lian's second sister-in-law took her to enjoy chrysanthemums, and she should naturally understand her intentions.

If she really understands things, she can only be annoyed by her own brother. If you want to stuff your sister into someone's house as a concubine, and block the lady in the main room, who can not complain?

She has been in the boudoir for a long time, we have never interacted with her, I don't know what she really thinks in her heart, maybe she would like to have this opportunity to go outside to see? ”

"Oh, what my sister said also makes sense, I, I'm just ......" Jia Baoyu scratched her head, still couldn't decide to post to Fu Qiufang.

"If you don't want to, just let Miss Fu die of old age, or find someone to be a step-family or concubine."

Qingwen pretended to be annoyed and shook her head, and made a "killer feature" badly, "However, since people invite me to the banquet, I can't go alone."

Miss Fu won't accompany me, so I'll take Daiyu there. Although she is still young, everyone says that the girl's family should find someone as soon as possible, and the cloud girl has already decided.

Here, I am Daiyu's only mother's family, and I have to worry about her life's affairs. Alas! What a headache, a headache! ”

Qingwen sighed for a long time, but Baoyu was frightened, and hurriedly pulled Qingwen's sleeve and shook it left and right, and her body became twisted candy.

"Good sister, can't I write it? I'll write it now, don't you take Sister Lin with you, right? The weather is getting cooler, and Sister Lin is weak, so it's better to stay at home. ”

Qingwen "poofed" and said with a smile: "Then you hurry up!" ”

Sister Lin's body is not the "delicate disease" of the past, and she is "slightly panting" when she walks a few steps, and "her actions are like weak willows supporting the wind".

Now Daiyu, Tubi Villa goes back and forth four or five times a day.

Although the hill is not high, it is also an uphill road, and it takes more than 100 steps to go up at a time, which is the height of a modern building of five or six stories.

Her waist is not sore, her legs are not painful, and her breathing is not very messy, can this still say that she is weak?

Lin Qingwen didn't break Jia Baoyu's careful thinking, just urged him to write a post.

Although Jia Baoyu and Fu Qiufang have never met, they are very sincere and respectful, and they do not want Fu Qiufang to become a victim of her brother's clinging to the powerful.

And he has always had some little talent, and he wrote a few strokes of "swish" at the moment, and dried the ink to the maid.

Bi Jin immediately took the post to the outer study, and sent Baoyu's little girl to Fu's house.

As for what the Fu family would think, Qingwen couldn't see it, and she could only wait with peace of mind.

She is entrusted by the leper monk and the lame Taoist to take care of the three thousand crazy men and women in the red dust, but she is just a mortal, and there is always something that cannot be taken care of.

There is an end to manpower, not everyone is what she can save, she just does her best.

……

Fu family, after Fu tried to return home from the yamen, Mrs. Fu handed over Jia Baoyu's post to Miss Fu with a sad face.

As Qingwen thought, Fu Xian didn't think about it at all, and only said ecstatically: "What does Madame do for me?" Why don't you send it to your sister? Let her dress up and go to the banquet on time. ”

"The master is so happy, don't you see what's wrong with this post?"

Although Mrs. Fu was not born in a wealthy and noble family, her mother's family was also quite wealthy, and she was raised as a lady back then.

After marrying Fu Xuan, as he entered high school and became an official for many years, he had more contacts in the circle of noblewomen, and she became more knowledgeable, so she naturally understood that it was inappropriate for a foreign man to post a woman in his boudoir.

It's really puzzling to see her husband so happy.

"There's nothing wrong with it," Fu Qian said disapprehantly, "I've been planning a lot over the years, and I just want to marry my sister to a wealthy family, but the only thing we can climb up is the Jia family."

To be a concubine for Jia Zheng's fake and serious old goods, I really wronged my sister, I was optimistic about Jia Lian, but I didn't have the opportunity to let my sister meet him.

Now that Jia Baoyu is posting, please go to the house, what a good opportunity? According to her sister's cleverness, as long as she is willing to use a trick, she can't believe that she can't see Jia Lian. As long as I see him, I don't believe that he is not moved. ”

Mrs. Fu was also speechless, sighed helplessly, and threw the post to the maid beside her.

"Go and open the treasury, take two good faces from my dowry, and send this post to the eldest girl. Let's just say that the master let her dress up well, and she can't be lazy. ”

As for what means or something, forget it, she really can't say it.

The old lady and wife of the Fu family have long passed away, and Fu Qiufang, as the youngest daughter in the family, was single-handedly pulled by her eldest sister-in-law.

The eldest sister-in-law is more than her mother, she feels very sorry for this sister-in-law, and she also raises her very well.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, as well as the needle girl red, are all invited by the female gentleman to come and teach the good students.

Fu Qiufang grew up once, and as the legend outside, she was really talented and beautiful.

And the sister-in-law has a very good relationship, comparable to mother and daughter.

Before, she fantasized countless times that she would find a good family for Qiu Fang and live happily for the rest of her life.

But the husband didn't grow up, and he was counting on marrying Qiu Fang into a powerful family to be a wife, and borrowing the fame of others to seek officialdom pride.

It's best to climb up to a prince or a prince or something, and be a princess or princess.

However, can the prince and the prince be climbed by such a small judgment as him?

It's just that someone's serious wife is dead, and no one in the steproom will search for his sister-in-law.

So, I have been tormenting my sister-in-law alive until now.

Now he is no longer delusional, even the declining nobles such as the Jia family do not dislike it.

If you can't fill the house, it's good to be a concubine.

Mrs. Fu is really heartbroken, she will never agree to make Qiu Fang Xu a concubine.

A girl from a good family, how can she be a concubine? Who doesn't know the hard work of the concubine?

Now she doesn't ask for anything else, just to marry her to an honest family, and not to be tortured by others.

But at this age, is there still this opportunity?

……

In Fu Qiufang's boudoir, the twenty-three-year-old leftover girl Fu sat in front of the bronze mirror, her soft fingers caressing her still white and tender cheeks, secretly sad.