Chapter 440
Qing Luo was a little surprised.
The husband's embroidery skills are extremely good, and Li Beibei's craftsmanship is derived from her true inheritance.
But Qingluo has never seen her make a dress herself.
There is a special embroiderer in the academy. Apart from being in charge of the husband's clothes, she will occasionally show off to the students and guide them in their embroidery courses.
According to her, her female embroidery workers also learned from Mr. Zhou.
As for how high the master's skills are, no one can know the depth.
Qing Luo was extremely surprised that she would prepare clothes for herself.
She quickly helped her husband to sit down: "Sir, isn't there an embroiderer? You are too tired."
"Not tired, sir happy." Mr. Zhou gently stroked the exquisite embroidery on the clothes, his eyes were a little sad and lonely.
Qingluo thought that something sad happened to her, so she quickly poured her a cup of tea, and joked: "The clothes made by Mr., I have to keep them as family heirlooms, so they won't be ruined if I wear them out?"
Mr. Zhou pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm always so sweet and tongue-in-cheek. It would be a waste if I didn't wear the clothes. Come here, put them on and show me—"
Qing Luo was only wearing a small white dress, with her long hair hanging behind her back, she walked up to Mr. Zhou lightly, and unfolded the clothes she made.
"Wow..." Qingluo couldn't help but exclaim.
This dress is made of mulberry silk, light and cool, the main color is mint green, a circle of white camellias is embroidered on the neckline and sleeves, the skirt is layered, and there is a faint pattern of flowing clouds inside. Root green ribbon.
After putting on the clothes, Mr. Zhou helped her tie up two ribbons, and there were two emerald butterflies on her arms, which flickered as she walked, which was very playful.
Qingluo's aura is already as pure and beautiful as a fairy, but now that she puts on this suit, her whole body is as fresh as an elf.
"Come on, let me help you comb your hair." Mr. Zhou nodded in satisfaction, pulled her to sit down, combed her hair, then simply tied it up, and put on a small emerald flower crown, which echoed the color of the dress.
When she had breakfast and came out to see Huang Butou and the others, the servants were dumbfounded.
Clothes make a man!
Normally, Qingluo dresses in whatever way is simple for convenience, especially when she wears official uniforms, she is a bit more heroic and majestic, and it is hard for people to think of her identity as a woman.
At this moment, her fresh and girlish attire made all the yamen servants stare straight at her.
But she was ignorant of her own beauty, and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"The academy provided us with breakfast..." Huang Butou retracted his gaze and kicked the person next to him at the same time.
cough!
Everyone reacted at the same time, looking at the sky for a while, and looking at the ground for a while.
This is their magistrate!
It's not an ordinary woman, so these little yamen servants can watch it whenever they want.
Qingluo didn't pay attention to their small movements, nodded and said: "Huang Baotou, take someone back first, I'm going to Nanqiao Village, just leave the monkey to drive the car for me. If there is something urgent in the yamen, let me know immediately .”
Everyone immediately cast envious and hateful eyes at the monkey.
They all knew that the magistrate was going to attend the wedding banquet, and the monkey followed him, so he must be able to get a good meal!
Not only can he follow the adults, but he can also eat delicious and spicy food, why is he so lucky?
"Colleagues, what I usually say is that there are many crafts and many ways to survive, and technology can change destiny!" Satisfied, the monkey walked around in front of the servants with a horsewhip, feeling enough jealous eyes, and then He gracefully jumped onto the shaft of the carriage.
Get cheap and sell well.
This kid is just looking for a beating.
When the carriage was far away, several yamen servants gathered together to discuss how to punish this kid.
Let's say that when Qingluo returned to Nanqiao Village, as soon as she entered the village entrance, she heard a loud sound of suona playing from a distance.
It's only early in the morning!
Is it time to welcome the bride?
The monkey turned around and asked, "My lord, where shall we go first?"
"Go home first." She must go home first to see her parents. As for the old house, it doesn't matter whether she goes or not.
The monkey agreed, and parked the carriage at the gate of the yard. When Qingluo got off the carriage, she saw Du Shi sitting at the door choosing vegetables, while Yushu was squatting by the well to wash clothes.
There were two large wooden basins in front of her, and there were thick piles of clothes in them, making her even thinner.
"Ah, Niuniu is back?" Shi Du looked up and saw her, his eyes lit up immediately, he quickly put down the vegetable basket to meet her, and looked her up and down, "Is it hot, why are you blushing? Mother is going to pour you a bowl of sour plum soup before making it." Yes, quench your thirst!"
Qingluo called her mother, looked at Yushu, and asked, "Why does Yushu wash so many clothes?"
"Sister." Yushu raised her face and smiled at her, sweat glistening on her forehead, "Go back to the room and sit, I'll talk to you after washing."
Qing Luo glanced at the washtub, didn't speak, and followed Mrs. Du to the main room.
"Wipe your face quickly, um, the clothes look good today, and the hair is also chic." Mrs. Du looked at her, her daughter was so outstanding, she felt so proud.
She handed the towel to Qingluo, turned around to pour the sour plum soup, lifted the teapot, but nothing came out.
"Hey? I know you came back today, the sour plum soup you made early on purpose, why is it gone?" She muttered and looked back.
Qing Luo: "Did you forget where to put it again?"
"No, I remember it very clearly..." Du Shi opened the lid of the teapot wonderingly, "Look, there is still a little bit left in it, did someone drink it..."
"Mother, I drank it." Ji Yuehong walked in slowly, supporting her waist, and said lightly.
Du Shi frowned: "I gave it to you when I got up early to do it, it's for Niu Niu."
Ji Yuehong sat down on the chair and said with a smile, "It's just a bowl of soup. Your grandson wants to drink it. What can I do? Niuniu is an aunt, so why are you still grabbing it from a child?"
She stared at the clothes and jewelry on Qingluo, and said with some sourness: "Hey, being an official is not the same after all. You earn a lot of money. Wearing gold and silver is not like we wear it bitterly." like a beggar..."
She lowered her head and rubbed her stomach, muttering: "Son, we don't expect others, you have to live up to your expectations in the future, and earn face for your mother..."
Du Shi was a little displeased: "What are you talking about all day? Go back to the house and rest!"
She smiled and said, "Mother, don't you want your grandson to be successful in the future?"
Qing Luo said slowly: "It's hard to say if it's her grandson."
Ji Yuehong said unhappily: "Why can't it be a grandson? Niuniu, are you deliberately chasing me?"
Qingluo raised her eyelids: "I haven't asked you yet, who allowed you to move back?"
"This is my home. Why can't I move back here? Besides, my parents don't want their grandchildren to suffer outside. Mom, don't you think so?"
Ji Yuehong felt a little guilty, stood up and walked out, saying, "Yushu, wash it up, I'm still waiting to wear that dress."
Qingluo followed, walked up to Yushu, and kicked over the laundry tub.
(End of this chapter)
Qing Luo was a little surprised.
The husband's embroidery skills are extremely good, and Li Beibei's craftsmanship is derived from her true inheritance.
But Qingluo has never seen her make a dress herself.
There is a special embroiderer in the academy. Apart from being in charge of the husband's clothes, she will occasionally show off to the students and guide them in their embroidery courses.
According to her, her female embroidery workers also learned from Mr. Zhou.
As for how high the master's skills are, no one can know the depth.
Qing Luo was extremely surprised that she would prepare clothes for herself.
She quickly helped her husband to sit down: "Sir, isn't there an embroiderer? You are too tired."
"Not tired, sir happy." Mr. Zhou gently stroked the exquisite embroidery on the clothes, his eyes were a little sad and lonely.
Qingluo thought that something sad happened to her, so she quickly poured her a cup of tea, and joked: "The clothes made by Mr., I have to keep them as family heirlooms, so they won't be ruined if I wear them out?"
Mr. Zhou pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm always so sweet and tongue-in-cheek. It would be a waste if I didn't wear the clothes. Come here, put them on and show me—"
Qing Luo was only wearing a small white dress, with her long hair hanging behind her back, she walked up to Mr. Zhou lightly, and unfolded the clothes she made.
"Wow..." Qingluo couldn't help but exclaim.
This dress is made of mulberry silk, light and cool, the main color is mint green, a circle of white camellias is embroidered on the neckline and sleeves, the skirt is layered, and there is a faint pattern of flowing clouds inside. Root green ribbon.
After putting on the clothes, Mr. Zhou helped her tie up two ribbons, and there were two emerald butterflies on her arms, which flickered as she walked, which was very playful.
Qingluo's aura is already as pure and beautiful as a fairy, but now that she puts on this suit, her whole body is as fresh as an elf.
"Come on, let me help you comb your hair." Mr. Zhou nodded in satisfaction, pulled her to sit down, combed her hair, then simply tied it up, and put on a small emerald flower crown, which echoed the color of the dress.
When she had breakfast and came out to see Huang Butou and the others, the servants were dumbfounded.
Clothes make a man!
Normally, Qingluo dresses in whatever way is simple for convenience, especially when she wears official uniforms, she is a bit more heroic and majestic, and it is hard for people to think of her identity as a woman.
At this moment, her fresh and girlish attire made all the yamen servants stare straight at her.
But she was ignorant of her own beauty, and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"The academy provided us with breakfast..." Huang Butou retracted his gaze and kicked the person next to him at the same time.
cough!
Everyone reacted at the same time, looking at the sky for a while, and looking at the ground for a while.
This is their magistrate!
It's not an ordinary woman, so these little yamen servants can watch it whenever they want.
Qingluo didn't pay attention to their small movements, nodded and said: "Huang Baotou, take someone back first, I'm going to Nanqiao Village, just leave the monkey to drive the car for me. If there is something urgent in the yamen, let me know immediately .”
Everyone immediately cast envious and hateful eyes at the monkey.
They all knew that the magistrate was going to attend the wedding banquet, and the monkey followed him, so he must be able to get a good meal!
Not only can he follow the adults, but he can also eat delicious and spicy food, why is he so lucky?
"Colleagues, what I usually say is that there are many crafts and many ways to survive, and technology can change destiny!" Satisfied, the monkey walked around in front of the servants with a horsewhip, feeling enough jealous eyes, and then He gracefully jumped onto the shaft of the carriage.
Get cheap and sell well.
This kid is just looking for a beating.
When the carriage was far away, several yamen servants gathered together to discuss how to punish this kid.
Let's say that when Qingluo returned to Nanqiao Village, as soon as she entered the village entrance, she heard a loud sound of suona playing from a distance.
It's only early in the morning!
Is it time to welcome the bride?
The monkey turned around and asked, "My lord, where shall we go first?"
"Go home first." She must go home first to see her parents. As for the old house, it doesn't matter whether she goes or not.
The monkey agreed, and parked the carriage at the gate of the yard. When Qingluo got off the carriage, she saw Du Shi sitting at the door choosing vegetables, while Yushu was squatting by the well to wash clothes.
There were two large wooden basins in front of her, and there were thick piles of clothes in them, making her even thinner.
"Ah, Niuniu is back?" Shi Du looked up and saw her, his eyes lit up immediately, he quickly put down the vegetable basket to meet her, and looked her up and down, "Is it hot, why are you blushing? Mother is going to pour you a bowl of sour plum soup before making it." Yes, quench your thirst!"
Qingluo called her mother, looked at Yushu, and asked, "Why does Yushu wash so many clothes?"
"Sister." Yushu raised her face and smiled at her, sweat glistening on her forehead, "Go back to the room and sit, I'll talk to you after washing."
Qing Luo glanced at the washtub, didn't speak, and followed Mrs. Du to the main room.
"Wipe your face quickly, um, the clothes look good today, and the hair is also chic." Mrs. Du looked at her, her daughter was so outstanding, she felt so proud.
She handed the towel to Qingluo, turned around to pour the sour plum soup, lifted the teapot, but nothing came out.
"Hey? I know you came back today, the sour plum soup you made early on purpose, why is it gone?" She muttered and looked back.
Qing Luo: "Did you forget where to put it again?"
"No, I remember it very clearly..." Du Shi opened the lid of the teapot wonderingly, "Look, there is still a little bit left in it, did someone drink it..."
"Mother, I drank it." Ji Yuehong walked in slowly, supporting her waist, and said lightly.
Du Shi frowned: "I gave it to you when I got up early to do it, it's for Niu Niu."
Ji Yuehong sat down on the chair and said with a smile, "It's just a bowl of soup. Your grandson wants to drink it. What can I do? Niuniu is an aunt, so why are you still grabbing it from a child?"
She stared at the clothes and jewelry on Qingluo, and said with some sourness: "Hey, being an official is not the same after all. You earn a lot of money. Wearing gold and silver is not like we wear it bitterly." like a beggar..."
She lowered her head and rubbed her stomach, muttering: "Son, we don't expect others, you have to live up to your expectations in the future, and earn face for your mother..."
Du Shi was a little displeased: "What are you talking about all day? Go back to the house and rest!"
She smiled and said, "Mother, don't you want your grandson to be successful in the future?"
Qing Luo said slowly: "It's hard to say if it's her grandson."
Ji Yuehong said unhappily: "Why can't it be a grandson? Niuniu, are you deliberately chasing me?"
Qingluo raised her eyelids: "I haven't asked you yet, who allowed you to move back?"
"This is my home. Why can't I move back here? Besides, my parents don't want their grandchildren to suffer outside. Mom, don't you think so?"
Ji Yuehong felt a little guilty, stood up and walked out, saying, "Yushu, wash it up, I'm still waiting to wear that dress."
Qingluo followed, walked up to Yushu, and kicked over the laundry tub.
(End of this chapter)
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