Reaching out her hand to wrap her mother’s neck, Lin Wan slapped her small face in front of her mother and said coquettishly: "Mother, I want to go to my room to sleep today, and I have to read some books at night, so I don’t want to disturb my mother. Mother, daughter I will accompany you tomorrow, and then I can learn embroidery with you."
Xue Ying was made into a laugh by her daughter, and she reached out to point her head and said: "Your dowry, you have to embroider at least one or two pieces yourself. At least you have to embroider the gifts for your mother-in-law." Speaking of this, it is inevitable. I have to talk again, "It’s not more comfortable at my husband’s house than at my own house. If your elders show you a look, don’t talk back to others. The journey is far away. If you are bullied, my mother won’t be able to help you if you really want to help. what."
Seeing her mother seemed to be crying again, Lin Wan immediately coaxed and said, "Mother, don't worry, your daughter won't worry you. I don't want to read a book tonight, and I will do embroidery work. I’ll give you a look. If my mother feels that it’s not enough, my daughter will do it again until you are satisfied."
"Smelly girl, you know how to coax your mother." Xue Ying smiled, and withdrew her tears, and then instructed the painting hall to say, "A good student serves the girl, be considerate, don't let the girl stay for too long, otherwise, Minger I'm asking you."
Painting Hall and Shao Guang responded, and then followed Lin Wan from left to right, and walked out.
When she returned to her yard, Lin Wan immediately ran to the inner room and saw a few more flowers on the shelf bed for no reason. She immediately crooked with a smile.
Painting hall followed in to spread the quilt, and at a glance, she saw a few flowers on the quilt, and she frowned curiously.
"How come there are a few flowers here? It must be a little girl who has no eyes that broke into the girl's room. Wait for the slave and maid to check it carefully, and if you find who it is, you must be severely reprimanded." After that, will He picked up the flowers and handed them to Lin Wan, "This is a white magnolia, and it smells good."
"Since it is fragrant, just stay, and there is no need to punish the girl." Lin Wan finished speaking, and held the few white magnolias in her palms, then took off her shoes and lay down on the bedding, and said to the painting again. "You go outside and wait, I'll rest for a while, I will call you if I have anything to do."
The painting hall answered and went out. Lin Wan lay on the bed alone for a while, then his eyes lit up, and he stood up after a little rubbing.
Rummaging around, looking for something anxiously, and after a while, he found the needle and thread.
I took the needle and thread and looked for some good fabrics, piled the books on the table in front of the window, spread the silk fabric on the table, thinking about his size in the previous life, and began to cut it out.
At night, the breeze was as cool as water, and when Zhao Yong walked in lightly, he saw her shrunk to one side.
Wearing a rose-red skirt, perhaps because of the heat, the buttons on the neckline were unbuttoned, revealing the delicate skin of pear white inside. The long hair was waist-length, the ends of the hair were curled up by the wind, and the red dress that was as thin as a cicada's wings was gently lifted by the wind. Zhao Yong stood by the door, looking at this scene, slightly startled.
This scene was really familiar, and a thought flashed in his mind, only to feel that the two were husband and wife in their previous life.
Quietly peeped for a while, and then remembered to walk towards her, walked closer, and realized that she was busy cutting clothes.
"Who is it for?" He whispered softly, with a cold voice and a slightly upward tone, very gentle and heart-warming.
Lin Wan is doing her work enthusiastically, cutting the clothes on her hands, but in her heart is thinking about the sweet life after her marriage with Zhao Yong in the last life. When she heard a familiar voice, she forgot the scene at this time.
"Are you back?" She turned her head to look at him, affectionately.