The peasant girl is not strong

Chapter 140
Tang Butler reported to the eldest lady after the steward's wife went out. Today, Mrs. Li came home and brought back seven crock pots of honey to the Tang family.

"Oh, are they all five catties and one earthen jar?" The eldest lady has experienced the benefits of honey, and it seems that it can make her look more radiant than eating bird's nest.

For a woman who loves maintenance, this is the best tonic and the best beauty product.

She sat in the position of Mrs. Tang, and her husband took some concubines. Of course, she didn't want to grow old and gave her husband to others. For the happiness of her son, grandson, and her own happiness, self-care was the most important thing.

"The earthen jars sent here are smaller than the previous ones. They seem to be new earthen jars, and they look like they can hold two catties of honey. But after listening to Mrs. Li's explanation, we are using them as gifts. Of course, one earthen jar can hold one catty. , said that this kind of honey is very rare, this time only six catties and two catties of a crock pot of honey nest were sent."

"You mean the kind of honey nest that you can eat with your hands?" The eldest lady was surprised when she heard that there was a honey nest. A woman who has eaten bird's nests with delicacies from mountains and seas actually likes honey nests.

"Yes, Madam."

"Quickly, quickly, bring that one-watt honey nest to my yard. I will use it to entertain the master and the young master, and eat it as a snack in my free time."

"Okay, let Jinhua go to the warehouse to pick it up. Just say that the lady and the housekeeper said it. No one else should know about honey."

After hearing what the housekeeper said, the eldest lady waved her hand to tell the people around her to go to Jinhua. Jinhua was sent to take care of the grandson in the yard of the little grandson today, but she hasn't come back yet, so she knew that she must have made a handover with Mrs. Li.

The butler withdrew from the eldest lady's yard and went to the master's study to report to the master and the young master about today's progress.

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Meng Zhaojun hadn't been to Tang's house for a few days. Ever since the mother and daughter had dinner that day, they were "driven out" by Mrs. Tang.

Mrs. Meng was very angry. After all, she was also an official's wife. Her husband was a parent official in the county and was the object of flattery. She was treated like this by Mrs. Tang, and she took her daughter back to the house angrily.

She was still sulking when she returned to the house, even if Mrs. Tang sent someone to deliver pastries the next day, it didn't calm her down.

Meng Zhaojun was also very angry at the beginning, but she was not reconciled to the failure of her cultivation plan. If she gave up at this point, wouldn't her previous efforts be in vain?
Her pride does not allow her to give up, and her pride does not allow her cultivation to fail.

After persuading her mother many times, not only did her mother not allow her to go to the Tang family, but she even forbade anyone to write greeting cards for her and send things to the Tang family.

Mrs. Meng knew that her daughter was smart and capable, but ordered Meng Zhaojun to forbid him to write greeting cards and send anything to the Tang family.

Meng Zhaojun couldn't persuade her mother, and couldn't go to Tang's house, let alone send things to Tang's house, which made her a little frustrated.

She couldn't just become strangers with the Tang family, she still wanted to see Tang Shunyan, the young lady.

Bored and helpless, Mr. He thought of embroidering purses when he was learning female red. Her female red craftsmanship is not good enough, but it is still possible to embroider an ordinary purse, if it is delicate, it will not work.

Meng Zhaojun embroidered the purse stitch by stitch. She couldn't do other difficult embroidery, so she could only embroider a bamboo on the purse.

After the embroidered purse, ask the maid to put spices on it, and prepare to give this purse to Tang Shunyan on his birthday.

Tang Shunyan's birthday was two days later, a few days earlier than hers.

Meng Zhaojun had already embroidered the purse, and asked the maid beside him to inquire about the news. Will Tang Shunyan's birthday party be a big one?

If it is a big deal, will you send invitations to their homes?

The invitations sent by the mother will be thrown away or taken to the banquet with her.

While she was thinking, the big maid beside her came in and told:
"Miss, Madam asked you to go to her yard."

"Oh fine!"

Meng Zhaojun walked out of the room and entered the door of the room. There was a big maid beside his mother standing at the door.

"Miss, madam please."

"Well, my mother asked me to go to her yard, what's the matter?"

Meng Zhaojun may have been talking in front of his mother these days that he was going to the Tang family, and Mrs. Meng was also angry with her, telling her to stay in the yard every time, not to walk around casually, and not to bother her in the yard unless summoned. .

"Miss, madam is going to make you new clothes."

"Oh, it's so good..." Meng Zhaojun seemed to understand that it is possible that his mother wanted to attend the banquet and make clothes for her. After all, the winter clothes have already been made, and the spring clothes should be made after the Chinese New Year. Bar!
When Meng Zhaojun entered his mother's yard, he did not go to her room, but to the living room where he entertained guests. If someone came to help make clothes, it must be in the living room.

As soon as she entered the living room door, she saw the owner of a tailor shop sitting on a chair drinking tea.

Their family is not like the Tang family, where there are many shops and many embroiderers.

The main business of their family will be in the capital. After coming here for more than a year, Mrs. Meng has only bought two shops in the county, one is a snack shop and the other is a cosmetics shop.

"Mother……"

Meng Zhaojun entered the living room, saluted his mother, and nodded to the shop owner sitting beside him.

The shop owner saw Miss Guan Jia nodding to her, she stood up and returned a salute, then said to Madam Meng with a smile:

"Ms. Meng, Ms. Meng is becoming more and more beautiful. She looked like a little beauty when she was young, but she must be a beautiful and talented woman when she grows up." Mrs. Ding, the owner of the tailor shop, has a sweet mouth, as expected of a businessman. .

"Miss Ding, you tailor her body and make a new suit for the two of us together."

"Mrs. Meng, do you want to make clothes for your home, or for a banquet?"

"Let's go to the banquet! Be unique and don't compete with others."

"Okay, I'll make a measurement for Miss. When will you need your clothes?" Mrs. Ding, the owner of the tailor shop, was afraid that she would not have enough time.

"It must be used in two days."

"Then, we only have two days left today, and we will work overtime to make it better. Madam Meng, don't worry, even if you put down all the business, I will help you make the clothes first."

"it is good……"

Niangzi Ding, the owner of the tailor shop, helped Meng Zhaojun measure the size, and then helped Mrs. Meng measure the size.

In fact, the clothes of the two of them have been made to order in this shop, but the shop owner is cautious, and every time he makes clothes for them, he will measure them.

Clothes are hard to change when they are small, and they have to be changed when they are big. Mrs. Meng may not change much for a while, but Ms. Meng is different. Children will grow taller.

After taking the measurements, Lady Ding asked them what color fabric they wanted, and she brought a sample of the fabric.

Mrs. Meng chose the fabrics for her daughter and herself to make clothes, and Mrs. Ding left the living room with her belongings in order to make the clothes quickly.

"Mother, what kind of banquet are we attending?" Meng Zhaojun had already guessed, but he still kept asking.

"You know what you're asking, you bastard," Mrs. Meng said coquettishly.

"Mother, tell your daughter!" Meng Zhaojun hugged his mother's arm and shook it coquettishly.

(End of this chapter)