The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 1980 is really rare

He Xiner yawned and turned her head to look, and saw a pair of uniquely shaped pink crystal beads in the huanghuali wooden dowry, shining brightly under the candlelight.

This was given to her by the big cousin yesterday, she likes it very much.

He Xiner felt sweet in her heart, and her sleepy eyes immediately brightened like stars. She reached out and took it out and held it in her hand to look at it. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

"This pink crystal is rarely so translucent, without any impurities, which is really rare."

Wei Yu and Luo Hua also looked at the rarity, so they couldn't help but move forward, the heads of the master and the servant were close together, all staring at the beautiful Zhu Hua with glowing eyes, they couldn't help admiring.

The pink crystal beads on the bead flower are not too big, but they are of high quality, each one is transparent, round in texture, tender and bright, like a lotus out of water, fresh and refined, pure and lively, very suitable for He Xiner's temperament.

"Miss wears this pair of beaded flowers, and then wears that newly made peach pink flowered jacket, which matches perfectly."

He Xiner blinked, "Put this away."

The beaded tweed given by the big hall brother is so beautiful with pink crystals. When I go home someday, I will show it to my parents and cousins, and they will definitely praise it.

Just thinking about the scene made He Xiner happy, and her heart was as sweet as honey.

Luo Hua and Wei Yu couldn't hold her back, so they had to dress up according to her wishes, and they cleaned up after a while.

It was not yet dawn at that time, and He Xiner watched Dabai and the little milk cat eating with great interest, and she also ate a bowl of rice porridge with shredded chicken and stalks, before taking Li Yu to Songhe Hall leisurely.

Today is the old lady's birthday, the mansion is decorated with lanterns and festoons, the lights are brightly lit, even the area of ​​Qingxin Youju is covered with beautiful glazed lanterns, all the way to Songhe Hall, which saves them trouble, no need to light up lanterns walk at night.

When the master and servant arrived at the Songhe Hall, it was just dawn, and the hall was already very lively, and everyone was talking and laughing, all beaming with joy.

The arrival of He Xiner made the noise in the whole hall instantly quiet down. Everyone looked at her with unclear eyes, especially Jiang Shi, who threw his eyes and knives straight at her, showing his hostility towards her without any concealment.

She was clear in her heart, knowing that Dabai's voice had frightened many people, and Jiang shi completely hated her because of the housekeeper's power.

It's like she's doing something wrong.

But she can't control other people's thoughts, so there's no point in bothering her.

He Xiner just ignored all kinds of gazes on her, and raised her eyes to look upwards.

There were two plainly dressed old ladies accompanying the old lady to sit on the Luohan couch. He Xiner guessed that Xu was an elder in the clan, but she didn't know her.

"Xin'er greets the old lady."

The old lady, who was overly frightened before, gave the box of bloody things to her eldest son to take care of the aftermath. She just took medicine to take care of herself. At that time, I became ill, and secretly invited a doctor to see a doctor and take medicine, and I didn't even take care of my mother's affairs.

She didn't show up to accompany the clan relatives who arrived early.

But today is her birthday, she can't hide anymore, so she had to cheer up and show up in front of everyone.

The old lady has maintained her identity for decades, she has become used to it naturally, and she has a very deep city and a deep mind, so even if her heart and mind are haggard, she will not easily show anything in front of people, she is still dignified and elegant, graceful and luxurious .

But the moment she saw He Xiner, she suddenly remembered the bloody brocade box, and Dabai's furious roar that resounded through the sky, she felt a chill down her spine, like falling into an ice cave.

Nanny Ji, who was standing aside, was not much better, her old face was as pale as paper, she was like a ghost, if she hadn't lowered her head, no one would have noticed her, it must have frightened people.

The old lady at the head looked calm and did not speak, and the atmosphere in the room stagnated, becoming condensed and microsecond.

(End of this chapter)