050 daughter's thoughts

"Sister, guess..."

Cheng Xueyan has always liked to play guessing games, let alone guessing people's hearts?

"Then don't be angry if I say something wrong, sister."

"Sister, what are you talking about?"

"Does my sister want to go to Guanjiu Hall with me?"

"My sister is even smarter!"

Cheng Xueman's smile is also a little touching. Moreover, at this moment, her cheeks are red because of excitement, which adds a little charm.

"So don't we coincide?" Cheng Xueyan was naturally happy: "I just don't know her..."

Miaotong served tea, and Cheng Xueman picked up the celadon bowl and took a sip: "My sister forgot what my mother said that our family wanted to work together?"

Although Cheng Xueyan's problem was solved effortlessly, it was a little abrupt to hear Cheng Xueman raise this idea to such a height. Looking at Miaotong's expression that was not happy or sad, she felt that there was a mystery.

But it's better to make it clear.

"It's not good to bother my sister often. My sister just needs to make a piece of music every once in a time. I won't treat my sister badly. Although my sister lacks nothing, she naturally has ten taels of sister's monthly salary..."

"What are you talking about, sister? You and my sister..."

"Brothers should also settle accounts clearly..." Cheng Xueyan interrupted her.

Indeed, there are all kinds of good things at the beginning, and some branches may come out over time. If you want to talk about friendship, don't involve money. If it involves money, be sure to make it clear in advance.

"What's more, I'm always sorry for bothering my sister so much. Can you make me feel more comfortable?"

Cheng Xueman still wanted to refuse, and Miaotong said, "Since the big girl said so, the girl should do it. You can't make the big girl sad, can't you?"

Bitong also hurriedly answered, "Our girl has always said that the second girl has helped a lot day and night these days. I don't know how to thank her. This time, I also prepared a special thank you gift..."

Cheng Xueyan took out the box from her sleeve: "Actually, it's not a thank-you gift, but she made a few small things in her spare time. Does your sister like it?"

Cheng Xueman picked up the button and opened the box, and a pair of lifelike and fragrant daisies came into his eyes.

"I didn't know that the flower was of such a color..." She was stunned by the thick purple hair in the silk handkerchief: "Where did you pick it? I also visited this garden, but I didn't see it..."

Bitong burst into laughter and said, "Second girl, look again, is there really no such flower in this garden?"

Cheng Sherman picked up a branch doubtfully, and then found something strange: "This flower..."

"It's made by our girl. Does the second girl look good?"

"Is it made by my sister?" Cheng Xueman stared at this one in surprise and took that one again: "It's as real. Sister, how did you do it?"

The little girl's heart pulled Bitong's sleeves and wink.

Bitong knows that she is reminding herself that she has promised to let the eldest girl make one for her, why hasn't there been any movement yet? I couldn't help laughing and deliberately ignored her, making her hurry.

Miaotong puffed her cheeks and pinched her fiercely, which made her scream.

How can the girls have time to take care of this? Cheng Xueman is studying the flower carefully.

Only see the thin petals overlapping and stacking, but they do not look rigid. They are soft and tough to touch, as if they have been starched. The brown velvet cloth used for the heart of the flower seems to have been roasted with fire, showing the appearance of stamens, and the dew on the petals is extremely small fragments. The flower trembled gently in his hand, and the broken crystal flashed a little light.

"Sister is really..." Cheng Xueman didn't know what to say for a moment: "My sister didn't know today that there are too many things to learn from my sister..."

"My sister is too modest to learn from my sister. For example, my sister is going to ask my sister for advice..."

Cheng Xueman looked surprised: "Isn't it..."

She only said that Cheng Xueyan had no time to play the piano while singing and dancing, but she didn't want to...

Cheng Xueyan was stunned and was complacent when she was praised. Unexpectedly, she ignored such eunuchs. Women have had to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. Otherwise, what did Guanju Hall do?

Fortunately, her face was always charming, so she was mistaken for sad in a daze, and soon reminded that she had lost her memory because she was stimulated by the rest.

This made Cheng Sherman uncomfortable and admitted that his words evoked her sadness. What if this caused trouble?

Bitong was quick-minded and quickly answered the above words: "Won't the girl put on the flowers for the second girl?"

Cheng Xueyan took back her god and quickly grabbed the silk flower in Cheng Xueman's hand: "My sister's yard is full of daisies, and she usually likes to wear purple, so she just did this..."

Cheng Sherman took a photo left and right at the diamond flower.

Purple not only makes her black hair more shiny, but also makes her cheeks blush.

"Doesn't your sister also like purple?"

She turned her head slightly, and the broken crystals of the petals suddenly crossed two bright lights, shaking Cheng Xueyan's eyes. She saw a flash of loss in Cheng Xueman's eyes, but it was only for a moment.

She blinked, and Miaotong came up.

"This flower is so beautiful, just like a new one picked from the garden. The girl should be careful when she wears it. Don't call the bee butterfly..."

A sentence made everyone laugh, so he said a few more words and left.

I slept well this night, but I also had a few confused dreams, one of which seemed to quarrel with someone. As a result, I woke up angrily and forgot the specific content. I only felt angry.

At that time, although it was not the time to get up on weekdays, I was no longer sleepy, so I got up.

Bitong woke up early, and now she heard a movement in the room and hurried into the door.

"The girl got up so early today."

She took the copper wash and put the veil on the shelf.

Cheng Xueyan felt better after combing and applied the fat powder to her face. Bitong took the rhinoceros comb and tied her bun, so she wrapped the starry sky on her bun.

"The girl is going to Guanji Hall today, and as usual, she has to go to Furong Hall to report to her wife. Normally, the girl should visit her wife after getting up every morning, but she has been delayed because of the girl's illness. Fortunately, the lady didn't say anything..."

She peeked at the girl's face and served her in the black clothes.

The girl in black suddenly had a noble and inviolable state, and even a slight smile was a frightening posture that was daunting.

She quickly avoided her eyes and pretended to tidy up the tassels on the jasper lotus pendant.

This is what you want! Cheng Xueyan is very satisfied. At that time, I told my wife that it was no different from the point of the unit, but I don't know how Du Mizhen would feel when she saw such a dress.

After packing up, Cheng Xueyan went to Furong Hall accompanied by Bitong.

This journey has gained a lot of attention, and also achieved the effect of hitting the tree by an unknown wife.

Although it's funny, it can't laugh. In many cases, clothes can easily affect a person's mood and even temperament. Wearing this solemn and majestic black, it seems to weaken the body a lot and feel much more sharper.

The smile in the hall was mostly Du Yingzi's voice. For a while, she had a dream at night. For a while, she said that the real hairpin flowers did not match her appearance. For a while, she praised Xueyao for being beautiful again, and for a while, she called the maid to pour tea... It was not enough for her to be busy, but she really had to drink tea to moisten her throat.

When Cheng Xueyan entered the door, she saw that she pulled Qin Gulan to see the old man Ning Zhiyuan, insisting that his beard was sticky with rice grains.

In the middle of laughter, I caught a glimpse of a dark shadow at the door and turned my head... The smile suddenly condensed on my face...

Everyone suddenly felt quiet in the house and couldn't help adjusting their eyes... They were all stunned...

After being slightly stunned, Li Yan's lips were slightly raised, revealing a trace of imperceptible appreciation, and then reached out to pick up the flowers and clouds on the red sandalwood case and covered her lips.

"Big girl, this is... Today's dress is..."

Du Yingzi, who was skillful, didn't know what to say for a moment.

"This dress looks good, this color..." Dai Zhen's eyes were not enough to look at, and he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad for a while. He couldn't help staring at Du Yingzi's reaction.

"My sister's vision is always different. I learned it when listening to the sound building, and today it's unexpected..."

It was difficult to distinguish between true and false Qin Gulan's words, but when she saw her reserved smile, she still couldn't help peeking at her, and Cheng Xueyan knew it.

"Okay, wear dead clothes, I'm afraid it's not unlucky enough?"

Cheng Xueyao looked angry.

"Beauty, you need to discard the pearls, remove the powder, wrap yourself in plain clothes, and show people with your true face. Qin Shi, respected black..."

"So, she is the most noble in this room?"

Cheng Xueyao's anger interrupted Ning Zhiyuan's shaking his head.

"Miss Xueyao can't say that. I just said Qin, and now it's the third year of Jingyuan. Well, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, black clothes must be matched with purple silk, and the eldest girl can be said to have gained the essence. Moreover, in Yi Gua, it is said that 'Kun is black', and this 'Kun' is also a woman..."

"Ok, turn it upside down, talk nonsense..."

Cheng Xueyao interrupted again.

"Ah, the little old man is rude..."

Ning Zhiyuan's sincere and frighteningly saluted the young Cheng Xueyao, which made the whole house laugh.

Fortunately, it is him who dares to brush the face of the third girl of Chengfu so much. Who makes him always "mouthless"?

"Xue Yan's dress..." Du Mizhen looked at her up and down and stopped on the big bowl of flowers on her shoulder: "It's not impossible. Now she always avoids people's eyes, but this... seems to be a little ostentatious..."

Cheng Xueyan worshipped: "Xueyan wears this black dress to abide by the rules, and this flower means..."

She took a deep breath and said, "Women are like dreams..."

After saying that, he resisted laughing, but the people present were melancholy for a long time.

"Women are like flowers and dreams..." Du Mizhen chewed this word repeatedly and was slightly distracted, but there was nothing else to say.

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PS: I haven't seen Xiaohua for a long time. He is my favorite character. I plan to let him be the protagonist in the next play. Tomorrow, let him hold the pipa and play a song O(∩_∩)O~

I specially recommended to see Xiaohuahua in the editor. I was surprised... Thank you for your recommendation, and thank you for your support all the way. I'm trying to save the manuscript. When the Dragon Boat Festival comes, a large area of romance is coming, although Xiao Gu still has to appear later... You can hit me%>_