Chapter 138
Women are most taboo and jealous when they marry as wives.

Mrs. Hou wanted to take back a concubine for Qin Zhi, but Ma Lan dared not disagree.

As long as Malan can let Hongdou get started first, their relationship as husband and wife will not last long.

In this world, which man doesn't like new things?

Ma Lan took over the Guanyin who sent the child, and naturally saw the difference.

I was a little surprised, I really couldn't understand why Mrs. Hou would do this.

Obviously she respects the old lady very much and never treats her harshly. She doesn't understand why the old lady would do this.

After getting along several times, Ma Lan also noticed that this red bean girl was different from other girls, whether it was the look in her eyes or her gestures, she seemed to be full of arrogance.

Malan thought that she was probably very satisfied with her happiness.

Mostly because he thought that as long as he passed her level, Qin Zhi would definitely not be able to leave her.

"What are you, you dare to speak of me."

Ma Lan was taken aback for a moment, and stood there without saying a word, looking at Yueniang with a pair of eyes.

Fortunately, later, she 'learned without a teacher', and my mother was very pleased.

As he spoke, he took out the purse that he hadn't delivered today and nervously handed it over: "If madam doesn't dislike it, how about..."

He also thought about teaching Ma Lan himself, but if he was not willing to punish him, let it go.

Ziyan can!

Ma Lan couldn't open his mouth to chase people away.

It is very clear why Malan is able to be here today.

Ma Lan didn't think about it any more, and boasted with a smile: "This Guanyin is really good, show it quickly."

"What are you?"

Yueniang paused, her face was bluish and white, very pretty.

Even if she prepares for Lord Hou, she still asks the maids in the house to do it for her.

"After all, she is a daughter-in-law, so she can't take her mother-in-law's for nothing."

These were all given back to her by Qin Zhi when they were newly married.

Malan took a brocade box and packed it for her.

Frightened by Ma Lan's eyes, Yueniang had no choice but to put it away, but she had no intention of leaving.

If she can fool her mother, she can fool others.

She lost her temper because Yueniang yelled at Ziyan.

When she came out, Hongdou was tilting her neck, staring at the unsewed embroidery stretcher she had put on the wooden table, and when she heard footsteps, she looked back at Ma Lan and said with a smile, "Madam is embroidering a purse. "

"It's the slaves who don't think carefully, Mrs. Hou is rich and precious, so I don't have to do this kind of work myself."

"What kind of identity is she, and she dares to let Mrs. Hou Fu teach her embroidery?"

She has dozens of century-old ginseng here.

After speaking, he asked Qin Da to entertain her and sit down, while he went into the room and took out a century-old ginseng.

Ma Lan is the most protective, so naturally he doesn't want to.

How can there be a housewife who uses needles.

Before she could speak, Hongdou suddenly opened her mouth.

Can't say she won't.

Glancing at the embroidery frame on the table, she said expectantly: "It's rare to meet Madam embroidery today, and the girl next to me also wants to learn from Madam..."

Ma Lan felt guilty, and nodded perfunctorily: "I just started."

It is because women in Jiangnan will embroider purses to send to their sweethearts to express their hearts.

Yue Niang curled her lips and refused to pick up ginseng.

Her mother Li's female celebrity is very good, and she makes all the clothes at home, so Ma Lan naturally can't.

After finishing speaking, he handed over the ginseng in his hand: "Please take this to the old lady."

Malan spoke with anger: "I can't teach you this embroidery..."

Seeing that Qin Zhi liked it, she bought one as a gift for Qin Zhi, saying that she embroidered it.

When the incident was revealed, she had no choice but to agree to embroider one for him herself.

After blowing a loss once, Ma Lan would definitely not go back to the old path and continue to drill into that dead end.

Ma Lan didn't go to pick it up, and politely refused: "If you sew it yourself, you should keep it for yourself. Don't worry about this thing, just sew it slowly. Maybe it's because I fell asleep last night. Today, my neck and arms are numb. Sore and swollen..."

(End of this chapter)

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