afternoon.
Although the wind has weakened a lot, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and a thin layer has already accumulated on the ground.
The mud and water below it had not frozen hard, and it was like stepping on two skins, which was indescribably slippery.
Therefore, Xing Xiuyan was careful every step of the way, lest the crane cloak on her body would be soiled - this is a good thing.
Hearing Jia Baoyu's remarks, Xing Xiuyan wanted to refuse.
It's just that Baoyu's constant stalking, how can she tolerate her resignation
ah~
Although she is generous, but thinking about the maid next to Baoyu, she can get such a generous gift from Madam Wang, but her own aunt is...
slap~
Just when his heart was chilling, Jia Xichun suddenly stomped his foot, and the mud he stomped all over the place.
Xing Xiuyan hurriedly took two steps, seeing Jia Xichun's face full of indignation, she couldn't help but said, "Who are you arguing with?"
At first, because Mrs. Xing was unwilling to pay an extra fee, she insisted on arranging Xing Xiuyan in Jia Xichun's Nuan Xiangwu.
The two of them usually get along quite well, but this Jia Xichun, as the young lady of Ning Guofu, has been fostered in Rong Guofu since childhood, and has long been used to being lonely and widowed. Xing Xiuyan could only endure it secretly.
Speaking of which, Jia Xichun listened to her question, glanced back in the direction of Daoxiang Village, and sneered: "I really can't praise this hero made of bones - my sister will go to Lu Xueguang tomorrow, and she will just say that I have caught the cold."
Saying that, regardless of whether Xing Xiuyan answered or not, she hurried forward with her head down.
It turned out to be for this!
Xing Xiuyan looked at her back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry for a while.
Although Jia Xichun was very young, he had always respected and respected the Buddha. He was born with a 'Bodhisattva's heart'.
Just now, when I heard Sun Shaozong talk about the fire burning the city for three days and thousands of barbarians floating in the lake, Xing Xiuyan felt that there was something wrong with her expression, but she never thought that she would be so annoyed.
ah~
She is not usually seen to feel pity for the maids around her, but she is overflowing with compassion for the barbarians thousands of miles away.
Xing Xiuyan sighed helplessly, and could only hurry up on the premise of ensuring safety as much as possible.
The two of them reached Nuanxiangwu on their front and back feet, but saw the big maid entering the painting and coming out from the gallery, holding a woolen cloak in her hand.
Xichun was immersed in sympathy for the world, and when she saw that she came out with another woolen dress, she casually said: "The cloak I just changed this morning, what are you doing with another one? There is nothing missing at home, There's no reason to spoil things like that!"
When entering the painting, the tone was wrong, and he quickly fractured his spine to a 75-degree angle, and said cautiously, "Girl, this dress was just sent by the eldest wife..."
"Sister-in-law brought it?"
"No, no, no, it's the eldest wife of this mansion."
With that said, the painting looked up at Xing Xiuyan and said, "You said it was for Miss Xing?"
"The eldest wife brought clothes to Sister Xing?"
Jia Xichun's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Is this the sun coming from the west..."
Halfway through the sentence, she realized that something was wrong—this is supposed to depend on others, so how can you criticize the elders
So he hurriedly swallowed the ending and said, "Since the eldest wife gave it to Sister Xing, then you can send it to Sister Xing in the house. Why don't you have to stick a pestle outside?"
Having said that, he entered the main room on his own.
"It was just delivered..."
Entering the painting followed and wanted to explain a few words, but the door was tightly closed with a bang, and after a while, the sound of chanting was heard from inside.
Entering the painting, he flattened his mouth in grievance, turned back to Xing Xiuyan and asked, "Who is our girl with?"
"Why do you ask so many things, it's not just you and me."
Xing Xiuyan spread her hands helplessly, and immediately pulled the painting to the corner, and asked the origin of the woolen cloak - not only Jia Xichun thought it was incredible, she couldn't believe that her aunt would suddenly become so kind.
He listened to the painting and said: "Listen to Qiutong, this dress was sent by the second girl, and I asked my wife to transfer it to you, or else..."
Second girl
Jia Yingchun, who is married to the Sun family
The last time she went back to her mother's house, the two of them didn't say a few words, but they never thought that she still remembered...
wrong!
How does this Yingchun sister know that she doesn't have thick clothes to wear
After all, Xing Xiuyan was a clear-headed person. After thinking about it for a while, he thought of Sun Shaozong—the only one who knew his predicament and could easily act in the name of Jia Yingchun.
Thinking of this, Xing Xiuyan subconsciously took the clothes in her hands and stroked it a few times, feeling a warmth that reached her heart.
What moved her was not only the dress itself, but also Sun Shaozong's delicacy and thoughtful, and hidden behind-the-scenes style of behavior.
In the name of Jia Yingchun, he naturally does not ask for anything in return; instead of giving it to himself directly, but to let Mrs. Xing have a hand first, lest she give birth to opinions, it is to be considerate of his own embarrassment.
A hero who became famous at a young age is heroic, but he is so considerate...
It is no wonder that Sister Miaoyu has been cultivating for more than ten years, but she is still moved by him.
at the same time…
In the front yard guest room—
"Ah, Ah!"
Sun Shaozong sneezed twice in a row, rubbed his nose and laughed at himself: "When I don't wear a cape, I'm fine. Who would have thought that wearing it would be unbearable."
In fact, he went to the front yard to find Zhang Cheng, mainly because he wanted Zhang Cheng to go there and come back with a big coat to keep out the cold - after all, he had already made up his mind that he would not go back until tomorrow.
As for Xing Xiuyan, it's just a favor.
"Don't catch the cold, right?"
As Ping'er said that, he stepped out and said, "I'll go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of ginger soup to warm you up."
"Don't, don't!"
Sun Shaozong hurriedly chased after her and grabbed her. He laughed and said, "Since you are all here, why are you still drinking that shit? It only takes a sweat, and your body will be clear."
"Pooh!"
Ping'er blushed and spat, struggling: "This blue sky and day..."
"How can it be blue sky and white sun? I obviously brought a gift here..."
This is a trivial matter, and it seems that he will be whipped in advance, and he is forced to ask if the impostor is Wang Xifeng, but suddenly someone outside is banging on the door.
Who is so blind
It is said that everyone in the Rongguo Mansion knew that Pinger was his own sooner or later. At this time, it was so easy to 'reunite' every two years. How could anyone dare to come to disturb him
Sun Shaozong went to the courtyard with a sullen face, and was about to ask who was outside the door, when he heard the person who smashed the door shout: "Sir, something happened! Zhang An accidentally killed his own uncle after drinking, and now he has been sent to the house. Daxing County Government Office!"
"what?!"
The thoughts in Sun Shaozong's mind were instantly swept away, he hurried a few steps to the door, tore off the latch, took advantage of the opportunity to lift Wang Zhen outside the door into the air, and asked, "Zhang An is always prudent, how could he do this? Such a stupid thing?!"
[I’ve been so decadent recently, so I have to put some pressure on myself—the word is the basis, and I will resume double-shifting tomorrow, at least 5,000 words for the bottom line! 】