Chapter 581 Miss Joe's Purse

   "Second aunt is so polite, I just tell my findings."

   Liu shi grabbed Qiao Zhao's hand: "The third girl is good, the second aunt will keep it in mind."

   After returning to Jinrong Garden, Mrs Liu closed the door and laughed happily.

   "Mother, why are you still laughing?" Li Chan, the sixth girl, pulled Liu's sleeve in confusion.

   Liu's eyebrows and eyes are smiling: "Why doesn't mother smile?"

   "That Aunt Bing did such a disgusting thing, and her father still protects her. It can be seen that her father—" Li Yan, the fourth girl, touched Li Chan, and Li Chan bit her lips and stopped talking.

   Liu Shi chuckled: "It can be seen that your father takes her seriously, right? Yan'er, your sister thinks so, do you think so too?"

  Li Yan lowered her eyes: "My daughter is not worth it for you."

   The father who is like a heaven and a man in my impression, like the father of a towering mountain, why does it look so strange now?

Liu Shi pursed her lips: "Silly girl, you are still thinking about waiting for Bingniang to leave, your father will never give up to her? Hehe, for a man, a beautiful woman thousands of miles away can't catch up with the flesh and bone in front of her. As long as I can get that vixen away, my mother will be at ease."

   After this incident, she no longer expects any extravagant love for that man, but she still wants to have a son to support her and her two daughters to marry safely.

   No matter whether Li Guangshu has Bingniang in mind for the rest of her life, she doesn't care. As long as the scourge doesn't stay in Li's house, she will be thankful.

   "In the future, you have to listen to your third sister more and walk with your third sister more, understand?"

   This time, both Li Yan and Li Chan nodded seriously.

   Liu looked at Lamei in the corner of the window and smiled: "As long as you are all well, it will be a blessing for mother."

   Her hand quietly dropped and placed on her lower abdomen, her heart was fascinated: In the not too distant future, will it really give birth to a son as the three girls said?

  The West Cross Courtyard of Jinrong Garden exudes the same fragrance of winter plums.

  Li Guangshu closed the door, his face sank: "Bingniang, when is it that you are playing a trick on Brother Hao'er?"

  Bing Niang bit her lip lightly: "The night I just came."

  Li Guangshu closed his eyes: "I knew it!"

   He is not a fool, although he lied for Bing Niang in front of the old lady and others, but how could he not know the inside story?

   Perhaps, the only consolation is that Bing Niang at least told him the truth.

"Master—" Bingniang held Li Guangshu's hand, tears streaming down her face, "I bought the mother-son linking heart Gu from someone before I left Lingnan. I'm really afraid, life in the capital is too far away for me. It's unimaginable. Whether the old lady and the lady are kind, whether the Beijing's food and drink are suitable, whether the young masters and girls are easy to get along with..."

  Bingniang looked at Li Guangshu with tears in her eyes: "All this keeps me awake at night, tossing and turning, I'm afraid that something happened to Brother Hao—"

   "But the old lady can't stand you like this."

Bing Niang's tender body trembled, she threw herself into Li Guangshu's arms, raised her misty eyes and looked into his eyes: "Master, don't tell me, it's my life that is bad, otherwise how could the Gu that only exists in Lingnan be detected? In any case, it is the happiest time in my life to be able to accompany you for a few years to give birth to Brother Hao."

   Bingniang stood on tiptoe and put a kiss on Li Guangshu's lips: "Forget about me in the future, take good care of Brother Hao, and I will pray for you in Lingnan for a lifetime."

   "Bing Niang—" Li Guangshu tightened his arms around the delicate body, bowed his head and kissed back.

   The hibiscus tent was warm for a while, and the room was full of fragrance. The plum blossoms in the corner of the yard trembled in the wind, and the cold fragrance was silent.

  In the west cross courtyard of Yaheyuan, there is a lively scene.

   "Girl, you don't know, I kicked the second master down, and I was shocked." Bing Lu patted her chest and said.

   "Are you afraid too?" Qiao Zhao pursed his lips and smiled.

   "Of course, I'm afraid. The second master is the master. What if the maid gets involved with the girl?"

  Qiao Zhao smiled: "Second Master is a rational person and won't care about you, a little girl."

  If it was her father, it would be possible to teach a good lesson to the little maid who angered him, but what about this second uncle who went to the East House to ask for peace without even bothering to change his clothes?

   She is the fiancee of the champion Hou after all.

   "Go get the sewing basket, I will do embroidery." Qiao Zhao instructed Azhu.

  Azhu went to get the needle and thread basket without saying a word, but Binglu held her cheeks in worry: "Girl, be careful with your hands."

How did the girl do this? At the beginning, the duck eye on the purse said that she embroidered it herself. After embroidering one eye, she threw it to Azhu. Even she could see it. Where is the duck eye? It is better than a dead fish eye. Girls embroider more flexible.

  The girls are so good, they are not as good as her only in the popularity of women.

  Qiao Zhao didn't know that he was despised by the little maid, so he carefully selected the fabric, picked a good piece of bamboo blue with moiré, and started cutting with scissors.

   "Girl, be careful to poke your hand." Azhu urged worriedly.

   Ice Green is like a big enemy: "Girl, the cut is crooked, the cut is crooked!"

  Qiao Zhao reluctantly put the scissors in the basket, raised his finger and pointed at the door: "You two, let me out!"

   also let no one make a purse for the fiancé!

  The two maids were kicked out by their own girls and stood at the door and looked at each other.

   "The fabric the girl picked is bamboo cyan, is it made for my uncle?" Binglu asked in a low voice.

  Azhu pursed her lips and smiled: "Is that even a question?"

   Except for the future uncle, who can let the girls who can't even embroider duck eyes use needles and threads.

  Binglu worried and sighed: "If this is the case, you really can't do it for you. After all, it's something the uncle wears, or the girl made it by herself."

"Yes."

   "Alas—" Ice Green sighed again.

  Azhu looked at her puzzled.

  Binglu frowned and said, "Azhu, what if Uncle received the purse made by the girl and wanted to regret the marriage!"

  Azhu nodded lightly: "It makes sense, I'll use the same material to make a purse later, maybe the girl needs emergency help."

   Inside the house, Qiao Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth.

   Is her female celebrity really despised to this extent?

   It was almost the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Loei House became more and more busy.

  Qiao Zhao was finally done, and quietly informed Chenguang that he had delivered a letter to Shao Mingyuan.

  It is very convenient for the two to date, and they are still next door to Li's house.

   It snowed today, Qiao Zhao came first, standing in the courtyard and waiting.

  The sound of footsteps came, and before turning back, Qiao Zhao was embraced by the big hands behind him.

   "Why don't you enter the house and wait?"

   "There's not much snow, and it's bright outside."

   The two entered the room together, and Shao Mingyuan grabbed Qiao Zhao's hand and rubbed it for her: "I made you wait for a long time."

  Qiao Zhao withdrew his hand, took out a bamboo-blue purse from his sleeve and handed it over: "Well, it's done."

   Shao Mingyuan hurriedly took it over, squeezed the purse with Miss Qiao's body temperature and smiled: "It's still in a bag, let me see what it looks like."

   (end of this chapter)