"Sir, this dress of the eldest lady is too long. It doesn't fit me. It seems that I can't wear it." Mo He was startled because Mo Xuetong almost fell down. He took two steps forward and helped Mo Xuetong to stand firm. , squatted down and made two gestures on Mo Xuetong's feet, then stretched the hem of the skirt that had grown into a large section and said in embarrassment.
Mo Huawen also saw this dress that was obviously one size too big. The smile on his face weakened and his thin lips pursed.
"It doesn't matter. My eldest sister also has good intentions. I have given this piece of clothing three or four times. If I don't accept it, my eldest sister will be angry. Even if I can't wear it now, when I can wear it in the future, Tong'er can just take it out and wear it." But Mo Xuetong didn't seem to feel anything at all. She said with a smile. She rolled up her sleeves, took two steps on tiptoe, turned briskly twice, and said with a smile: "Father, Tong'er wears the clothes of the eldest sister." Does it look good?"
A legitimate lady was so happy to wear the old clothes of a concubine, and they were old clothes that didn't fit. The smile on Mo Huawen's face could no longer hang on, and a surge of anger rose in his heart. Tong'er was his My legitimate daughter! She is her and his only daughter! Looking at her cheerful and innocent smile, I just feel my heart aches.
Gritting his teeth to suppress the anger in his heart, this is really not the place to get angry!
"The eldest lady's clothes are so beautiful. Miss, I will keep them for you first. Isn't it just right to take them out and wear them when you are taller? We just came back from Yuncheng and we don't have much clothes. With this Well, the young lady is dignified even if she attends the palace banquet." Mo Lan seemed not to see the faint storm of anger in Mo Huawen's eyes, and carefully smoothed out the small wrinkles on Mo Xuetong's clothes.
At the same time, he also specifically asked Mo He not to stain his clothes, which ruined the eldest lady's good intentions.
When Mo He heard this, he refused and pulled Mo Xuetong inside. He wanted her to change into another piece of clothing first, so as not to really dirty the eldest lady's beautiful clothes. If he moved too much, Mo Xuetong would be touched again. He almost fell down, but finally managed to regain his balance and bumped into Mo Lan. The three of them fell to the ground together laughing and joking, not seeming to mind at all.
It's just that his daughter doesn't mind that he does.
Seeing that his daughter was charming and generous without saying anything, Mo Huawen was heartbroken and even more angry. He stood up and picked up Mo Xuetong, who tripped over her clothes and couldn't get up for a while. He suppressed his anger and a faint light flashed in his eyes. Doting on her: "Tong'er, from now on, you won't need the clothes my eldest sister brings you. Her clothes don't fit you. What's missing from your father? You are the legitimate daughter of the Mo family, how can you wear Min'er's old clothes?"
"They are not eldest sister's old clothes. Father, look how new they are. The stitching is also very detailed. You can tell at a glance that these are eldest sister's new clothes. The eldest sister also said the same thing. She must be thinking that Tong'er doesn't have winter clothes yet, so she specially I sent it here. When Tong'er gets back, I must thank you properly." Because of the hip-hop with Mo Lan and Mo He just now, Mo Xuetong's face was red, her bright eyes flashed and she pointed at a corner of her clothes and grabbed it. Show it to Mo Huawen.
Mo Huawen didn't understand the affairs of women's families such as these stitches. His eyes fell on the corner of the gauze skirt, his face darkened, and he pulled his daughter away as if she was offering a treasure. Her innocent and naive eyes were His eyes became brighter and brighter, and the smile on his lips became bigger and bigger. The anger in his heart was almost suppressed. He didn't expect that his eldest daughter, who had always been proud of him, could be so mean.
Before, he could hear Mo Xuemin's explanation about the matters in the palace, but now he was only filled with disappointment and anger.
His eyes fell on a greasy spot on the hidden inward corner of the gauze skirt. His usually gentle eyes flashed with fierceness, and he frowned and said, "Tong'er, change first. Father has something to tell you."
"Oh, okay!" Seeing that Mo Huawen seemed to have something to say, Mo Xuetong went into the inner room under the tug of Mo Lan and Mohe, changed out of the clothes that didn't fit at all, straightened his clothes, and walked out again, still looking the same. A dress that was not old but not old. Not only was it not gorgeous, but it also had a bit of seclusion. Even her face was pale. Thinking about her ill-fitting but gorgeous dress just now, Mo Huawen looked more and more... uncomfortable.
His brows are getting tighter and tighter!
"Father, what's wrong? Did Tong'er make father unhappy? If father tells him, Tong'er will definitely change." Mo Xuetong saw it in her eyes, with a faint smile on her lips, she came over and held his hand, charmingly He shook his head and smiled.
"No, Tong'er is the dearest daughter to my father. How could she make him angry? I won't need your eldest sister's clothes from now on. You two have different body shapes. How can I give you clothes that fit her? Look at your eldest sister. The pieces of cloth sent over are still useful, why not use them to make some clothes first." Mo Huawen turned over the satin cloth placed on the table, and his face became slightly better. These satin materials are indeed It's not bad, but I didn't mean to send the old cotton satin as a new one on purpose.
"Father, Tong'er doesn't need these satins. It's better to let eldest sister wear them by herself. Tong'er likes the clothes that eldest sister just sent over, but she doesn't like these pieces of satin." Mo Xuetong bit her lip and looked at the pieces of satin. Suddenly a trace of sadness flashed through his smart eyes, he turned his head, got into Mo Huawen's arms, and said dullly.
"Why don't you like Tong'er? The color is very festive and beautiful. It can be regarded as the new and high-quality satin this year. It's just as good as the material Min'er used to make clothes." Mo Huawen patted his arms in confusion. The daughter inside asked in confusion.
"Tong'er doesn't like it." Mo Xuetong's voice sounded muffled in Mo Huawen's arms.
I felt the delicate shoulders in my arms twitch twice, as if they were crying.
Mo Huawen pushed Mo Xuetong away and found that the little face that was bright red just now was covered with tears. He asked urgently: "What's wrong with Tong'er? Where is the discomfort?"
"Father, no... Tong'er misses her mother, Tong'er misses her mother!" Mo Xuetong bit her lip and looked at Mo Huawen with tears in her eyes. She wanted to suppress the sadness in her heart, but she couldn't. It's not true. As he was acting, his eyes flashed across the piece of red and green alternating, gorgeous and bright jade satin. Tears suddenly formed and he could only say these two words while sobbing. He threw himself into Mo Huawen's arms, silently shedding tears and refusing to say another word.
"Tong'er, Tong'er..." Seeing that his daughter was so sad that she couldn't even express her words, Mo Huawen felt heartbroken and could only hold Mo Xuetong tightly in his arms, who was trembling with suppressed grief.
"Master, Miss, it's because, it's because..." Mo He was trying to speak on the side, but was pulled hard by Mo Lan and almost fell.
"Tell me, what's the reason?" Mo Huawen glared at Mo He, anger flashing in his eyes.
"Master!" Mo He trembled in fright and knelt down.
"explain!"
"Master, how can the young lady wear these pieces of satin in such bright red and green colors? It has only been less than two years since the madam passed away, and the young lady is still in Xiaoli..." Seeing Mo Huawen getting angry, Mo He dared not hide anything, and he was immediately trembling. He said everything in a trembling voice.
Hearing Mo He's words, Mo Xuetong could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart. She pulled Mo Huawen's shirt and suddenly sobbed and cried: "Father, Tong'er misses her mother!"
Mo Huawen didn't expect that his daughter would suddenly think of Luo Xia when looking at such bright cotton satin, and he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. That picturesque and gentle woman brought him the most heart-pounding emotion in his life, and made him understand love, but... It also hurts her heart, but even so, he is not willing to break her heart. Her daughter is naturally his most beloved daughter.
Looking at her daughter's thin shoulders trembling with tears, her eyes swept over the brocade on the side. She couldn't hold back her anger any longer, with green veins popping up on her forehead. She didn't care that this was the palace of Duke Fu, and she stood aside. The mother-in-law, who was a little stunned by Mo Xuetong's crying, said angrily: "You have given me so many things, but you dare to make the third lady unhappy, and you still don't throw everything out."
"Yes!" The mother-in-law sent by Mo Xuemin didn't dare to say anything. When they came up, the two of them pulled down the brocade of the clothes in a hurry. Seeing the angry look in the eyes of their master, they hurriedly hugged the clothes. The brocade rushed back, and the scattered cloth got tangled up in her feet. A woman was knocked out before she could stand firmly.
"What's going on? Why are you throwing away the fine clothes and satin?" A gentle voice suddenly appeared, and a smiling face at the door, with a bit of gentleness, smiled slightly, and the maid beside her stretched out her hand to pull He stopped the old woman to prevent her from stumbling on his own young lady. He also grabbed the old woman who ran out in a panic after being scolded.
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The young lady who came in smiled openly, but when she saw Mo Huawen, she was stunned for a moment, and a bit of shame suddenly appeared on her face. She didn't expect that there was a man here at Mo Xuetong. It was neither a matter of advancement nor retreat. No, my face was very red and embarrassed.
Seeing the woman who suddenly appeared, Mo Huawen was a little embarrassed. He looked up and saw that this young lady was the one he bumped into last time. He didn't know what his relationship was with Luo Mansion. Judging by her dress, she was clearly unmarried. He was a daughter, and he couldn't guess who it was for a moment. Seeing that she seemed to be entering but not seeing her, he stepped inside, but she lowered her head in shame when she saw him, but she was also a gentle and polite lady.
"Father, this is my little cousin." Mo Xuetong raised her head from Mo Huawen's arms. Seeing Xu Yan coming over, she quickly wiped away her tears and stepped forward with a smile to relieve them of their embarrassment.
"I've met my brother-in-law!" Xu Yan had already come in and could not leave again, so he simply stepped forward and bowed to Mo Huawen.
That's Luo Xia's cousin!
Mo Huawen also hurriedly returned the gift.
"My little cousin, come sit here. My father is here to see Tong'er. He wanted to help Tong'er make some clothes, but he unexpectedly surprised his little cousin." Mo Xuetong affectionately pulled Xu Yan over and pressed her aside. Sitting down on the carved round stool, Mo Lan hurriedly left behind him and came in after making two cups of tea. Mo Huawen's cup had also gone cold, so he replaced it with another cup.
Mo Huawen couldn't leave right now. Although it was against etiquette for him to enter the inner house of Luo Mansion, because he came specifically to see his daughter these days, Mrs. Xu didn't say anything, and naturally neither did anyone else. What, and he didn't go anywhere else when he came here. He only came to Mo Xuetong's yard. It wasn't too rude.
"Since it was Tong'er who wanted to make clothes, why did she throw away the satin and not even take a few pieces of ready-made clothes?" Xu Yan asked with a puzzled smile while covering his mouth with a handkerchief.
Just now, the women came out pulling the satin of their skirts. They were obviously scolded. They instinctively felt that there was something fishy about this matter, but they couldn't say anything. After all, this was a family matter. They peeked at Mo Huawen's face. Face, I just felt that the calm, gentle and elegant aura was more exciting than the cousins, I couldn't help but blush and lowered my head.
She came here on purpose. Ever since she met Mo Huawen that day and heard Mo Lan's words, she just felt that her cousin-in-law should be very affectionate towards her cousin. She had been gone for more than a year. He was stunned that he had not yet married another step-wife. In fact, after his wife passed away, he had three years of restrictions on his children, but it was not so strict on his husband. If it was said that he would marry another step-wife within one year, it would be okay.
After all, the restraint on men is not as strong as that on women. Moreover, the old lady of Mo Mansion died young, and now there is no serious mistress in the family. It makes people sympathize with Mo Huawen and have some admiration for him. In addition, his upright and upright appearance , the literary and romantic style that surpasses ordinary people (Molante specifically explained it, and it was also confirmed by the mouths of several maids brought by Mo Xuetong) can make people like her very much. (To be continued)