The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 873 The Second Girl Bought The Flowers Are Good
Don't look at He Xiner smiling every day, as if she has no temper at all, but she is not.

She hates other people's calculations, the more she tries to take advantage of her, the more she will not let others succeed.

For example, the old Qian Shi who once brazenly asked her to buy Jintou noodles.

I don't need to mention He Xiner's mood at that time, in short, she was upset by her response.

During these days, especially since the house was built, the old Qian family has been safe and sound, and has not been a demon or provoked troubles. He Xiner is quite satisfied.

The old lady is doing well, she has to show it~
Hehe, the real situation is that a certain person hasn't been to town for a long time, and she's crazy about buying things, and some can't stop the car, so she bought a few things for her grandma and sister-in-law by the way, coaxing them not to be demons.

Then, Mrs. Qian and Ye Guihua saw He Xiner walking in with a smile on her face holding a rectangular brocade box.

The eyes of Lao Qian and Ye Guihua's wife instantly lit up, and they stared at her eagerly.

"Grandmother, sister-in-law, do you like this jasmine flower? Put it in the house, smell the fragrance and go to bed at night, and you will surely have a sweet dream."

"The flowers that the second girl bought are good, the fragrance can fill the whole room."

Old Qian's face was kind, with the attitude of a kind elder, not to mention being kind.

He Xiner secretly laughed, and stopped teasing her, put the brocade box on the kang table, opened it for the two of them to see, a pair of silver earrings worn by an old lady, and a pair of silver earrings worn by a little girl;

A phoenix wearing peony silver hairpin is for old Qian, and a white magnolia flower-wrapped silver hairpin is for Ye Feifeng.

Now Ye Feifeng didn't wear double buns, but picked half of her hair into a high bun, and the rest of her hair naturally fell to her waist.

This budding magnolia flower-wrapped silver hairpin is very suitable for her age, light and elegant.

Old Qian and Ye Guihua were overjoyed, they were so happy that they couldn't wait to find the bronze mirror, and looked at the bronze mirror with all kinds of smugness.

The little girl Wang Jinling couldn't stop booing, for a while grandma was pretty, and for a while sister-in-law was pretty, praising the two of them so much that they floated up to the clouds, their whole bodies were so light.

Well, the second girl is a good and filial child.

Although according to her greedy temperament, she wanted to cheat He Xiner into a golden face.

But, but this silver is not bad, no one in Manye Village is as rich as her.

These few pieces of silver jewelry are only expensive because of their exquisite workmanship, together they are not as heavy as old Qian's pair of bracelets, but no matter what, they are still four pieces of jewelry, costing [-] wen in total.

From He Xiner's point of view, it was quite worthwhile to coax the two of them into a peaceful life without spending less than a tael of silver.

Well, when the two of them see her mother's steps, they won't be jealous anymore, will they?

This question is quite guilty, as far as her grandma and sister-in-law are concerned, it is impossible not to be jealous.

Forget about her, if the two of them are really ignorant and want to rob each other, just wait for her father to get angry.

After thinking it through, He Xiner put this matter aside and concentrated on preparing a gift for the eldest brother.

In other words, she is very self-aware of her craftsmanship, so she bought a lot of materials, just because she was afraid that a handicap would make her blind.

Facts have proved that her decision is very wise.

Her hands are not as flexible as those of her little cousin, alas, there is no way to reason.

After lunch every day, He Xiner would close the door of the house, study her handicrafts in the room, and practice them over and over again. What the hell is she doing~
On the ninth day of the lunar new year, He Xiner got up very early, tiptoed off the kang, dressed neatly and washed, but her black hair was unkempt.

It was already bright outside, but it was still half-dark and opaque inside the room.

He Xiner slowly opened the door, and the cool wind brushed across her cheeks silently, making her feel cool.

(End of this chapter)