famous moon

Chapter 19
Early in the morning, Chunjiu sent someone to spread the word that the old lady's sedan chair would arrive soon, and asked Lin Qinghe to hurry outside the house and wait.

The front of the mansion was already full of people. Lin Zhenyun personally led a few wives to stand in front, followed by the young masters and ladies of each house, and behind them were the servants in the mansion, who also stood in accordance with their ranks.

Lin Qinghe is the eldest daughter, so naturally she stood in the first place. Lin Qingfu looked at her standing position, her eyes were full of jealousy, but a beauty is a beauty, even if she is angry, she still has a certain style.

Lin Qingfu was wearing a water red thin shirt, which was neither too coquettish nor too plain, which was just right.

Since she was a child, her dress was strictly required. The second wife, Yuwei, devoted all her energy to tailoring all the clothes and jewelry for her. She also hired a special teacher to teach her poetry, poetry, calligraphy and painting, All kinds of etiquette, so Lin Qingfu was shocked to appear on any occasion.

Lin Qinghe smiled faintly, turned her eyes away, and saw a very luxurious carriage approaching slowly, accompanied by several servants, escorting it all the way.

Lin Zhenyun hurried forward to greet her, a servant opened the curtain, and an old woman of half a hundred came out from inside, dressed as a servant, it was Mama Hu who was beside the old lady Yun.

The next one came down was the old lady Yun, followed by her close maid, Lu Luo.

Lin Qinghe looked at the old lady, and suddenly felt a feeling in her heart as if she had passed away.

Lin Zhenyun respectfully called out to her mother, and several wives hurriedly greeted her with smiles, especially the second wife, Yuwei, who took Lu Luo's place and helped her personally.

Yu Wei said with a smile: "Madam, you look rosy, and you seem to be 20 years younger."

The old lady smiled all over her face, reached out and patted the back of her hand lightly, and said, "You, it looks like you have honey on your mouth."

After meeting with the young masters and ladies again, he returned to the hall surrounded by everyone.

The second lady smiled and said: "Old lady, when you come back today, we juniors have prepared gifts for you."

As he said that, he took a piece of fabric from Chunxi's hand. It was as smooth as water and the color was very bright. At first glance, it was a very rare and good material.

"This is the ice silkworm brocade that my natal brother brought back from Xiyun Country. It's very cool to wear in summer, very comfortable."

The old lady nodded with a smile, motioning for Hu's mother to accept it.

Then, the third lady gave a pair of red coral hooks, and the fourth lady gave a jade ruyi, both of which were very expensive gifts with good meanings.

Lin Qinghe was originally the pro-daughter of the family, and should be the first to give the gift, but Lin Qingfu walked over first, and said with a smile: "Old lady, my granddaughter asked Mr. Xia, the most famous calligrapher in the capital, to write for you " Sutra of Infinite Life."

The old lady looked at her with a smile in her eyes and said, "It's hard for you."

Qing Meng walked over immediately, handed over a vase in her hand, and said, "Madam, this is the new work of the most famous vase maker in the capital. I've been asking for it for a long time."

Then, several young masters also gave gifts.

In the end, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Qinghe, and Qingmeng said deliberately: "Sister, you probably haven't prepared a gift for the old lady, right?"

Lin Qinghe's gaze swept over the crowd, seeing their gloating expressions, smiled slightly, and said, "Madam, these are some volumes of Buddhist scriptures that my granddaughter copied for you."

Mother Hu took it over, the old lady took a look, and said in amazement: "You copied it with your own blood?"

Lin Qinghe replied indifferently: "Madam, Lin Qinghe heard that copying scriptures with blood is the highest offering in Buddhism and the most pious way of repaying gratitude."

The old lady looked at the most useless and ugly girl in the mansion, she couldn't help but nodded, and said: "I haven't seen you for three years, you have changed a lot, grandma is very happy."

(End of this chapter)