The Chronicle of the Rebirth of the First Daughter

Chapter 83
The afternoon sun shone warmly, and part of it shone into the house through the gauze windows.

In the room, the light blue embroidered curtain on the tooth bed hangs low, and on the embroidered stool beside the bed sits a girl in a pink gown and a green tooth-pinch cover. The hairpin is quietly doing embroidery work with her head down.

The dark green embroidered curtain was raised, and a girl in autumn-colored clothes and an emerald green belt entered the door with a basin of water. After entering the door, she put it on a shelf at the side, walked slowly to the embroidered girl, and whispered: "Huang Ying, is Miss still awake?"

Huang Ying turned her head, put down the embroidery in her hands and stood up, "Sister Huamei, the young lady is still sleeping. She has been sleeping since lunch, and she hasn't woken up until now. The young lady won't..."

Huamei hissed, and pulled Huang Ying aside: "What are you talking about? Our lady is very strong, so how can she get sick so easily? Miss is exhausted."

As soon as this was mentioned, Huang Ying also sighed: "That's true. These days, how can the young lady have a moment of free time every day? After learning this and that, she also has to take care of the housework. Aunt Liu doesn't say anything. If the second young lady doesn't make trouble Okay, it’s a pain for Miss, oh, let’s not talk about her, even if we look at it, we feel tired.”

As she was talking, Huang Ying sat down again and picked up her embroidery work and started to do it again, saying, "Sister Huamei, if you are tired, sit down for a while, and I will talk to you after I finish embroidering this flower."

Thrush leaned over to take a look, and saw a piece of red cloth in Huang Ying's hand, embroidered with white lotus flowers that were either fully or half-open. When red and white were added together, the conflicting tones made people feel very harmonious. The reconciliation of contradictions is very beautiful.

"Ah!" Thrush couldn't help exclaiming: "This flower is so beautiful, not to mention, you girl is really good at embroidery with one hand, this lotus is just like the real one, and it's just right in front of people's eyes. Look at it, as if you can smell the lotus fragrance."

Huang Ying chuckled, stopped talking, and started working quickly.

Sitting beside her, Huamei asked, "How did you come up with this idea? Most people don't know how to match colors like this, but you have an idea. You chose to use red and white, which match so well. I think it's better than Aunt Liu's." The red embroidered white butterfly looks much better in a flowered shirt."

Speaking of Aunt Liu, Huang Ying curled her lips in disdain: "It's just her, hmph, it's not that I look down on her, she's really too stingy, a concubine's upright, after all, can't compare to a real wealthy daughter, she just has no confidence , it’s only been a few days since I came up, and I’m dressed so enchantingly, it seems that I can’t show my identity without wearing bright red.”

As soon as she said this, Huamei also laughed, and she also felt somewhat displeased with Liu Mei's actions in her own heart.

"No, I saw that the lady took off her filial piety. It's autumn again, and it's time to make clothes for changing seasons. Let the lady make up her mind. The lady chose some plain fabrics. I don't think so, little girl. My dear, it is not a good thing to wear plain all day long, so I persuaded the lady to get some bright clothes, and the lady drew this pattern for me to do. I didn’t think it before, but now I’m about to make it, and it looks like you It's the same as I said, it looks really good." Huang Ying whispered while embroidering.

Huamei looked carefully again, and said in a low voice: "That's true. Our lady is not comparable to others. She has a big idea. I dare to have time. I want the lady to draw me a trick, too. Make a piece of clothing and put it on for joy."

Before she could finish her sentence, Huang Ying had put down her embroidery work, and nodded her head: "I used to look at you very calmly, but now I look at you, and you don't even think about it, Miss is so tired every day, How can you have time to draw flowers for you, even if you have time, you can bear her to work hard?"

After speaking, Huang Ying continued to embroider white lotus without looking at Thrush.

Thrush was bored by what she said, so she wanted to find an excuse to get out, when the curtain was lifted, revealing a beautiful little head.

"Miss, you're awake!" Huamei quickly stood up and helped Yuechan get off the bed, and said with a smile while doing her hands: "I was thinking about when Miss would wake up, no, I woke up at this time."

Yuechan smiled, walked to the washbasin and looked at Thrushcross while washing her face: "It's not that you two little sparrows are chattering endlessly in my ears, I have to wake up even if I don't want to."

While talking, she quickly washed her hands and face, and let the thrush dress her again.

Huamei laughed, "It's all our fault, if Miss is too sleepy, please sleep a little longer!"

Yuechan stretched her waist: "Where can I sleep, well, don't sleep anymore, let's deal with the matter first."

While talking, she took Thrush and Huang Ying out of the inner room, sat down in the small flower hall, took out some written paper from the desk, read it carefully, and felt that there was nothing missing, then handed it to the two. A girl, let them see.

Huamei took the paper and looked at it for a while, then smiled and nodded: "Miss, this idea is really good..."

"Isn't it?" Huang Ying also laughed: "In this way, our house will be very lively."

Yuechan smiled and took a sip of tea: "I can't help it, you don't know, because it's going to be a festival, every household who has some ability will invite the theater troupe to sing the hall, Chang'an City The theater troupes are in great demand. Our house booked late and there is nowhere to find them. I have nothing to do here. The old lady has issued a death order to be more lively this year. It gave me a headache for several days before I thought of such a thing Method."

Huamei looked at it carefully, and smiled: "This is more lively than a concert, Miss, this way is better."

Huang Ying also said: "This juggling troupe also has unique skills. I remember seeing it at a temple fair when I was a child. The water tank, the fire-breathing one, it's so good to watch..."

Yuechan's eyes widened: "I dare not talk about breathing fire, I dare not provoke these things, you also know the old lady's taboo, anyone who is so dangerous, dare not recruit to the house."

Huang Ying stuck out her tongue, and then she remembered that when the old lady was young and unmarried, Liu's house had walked through the water. At that time, she didn't know who was black-hearted, but she nodded to the old lady's house, and almost missed the old lady. She was burned to death inside, and the old lady escaped with her life. From then on, all these things that play with fire are not allowed to provoke.

"You guys also help to see if there is anything I missed..." Yuechan said with a smile: "If there is anything that is not well thought out, please remind me."

Huang Ying and Huamei looked at it carefully several times and shook their heads again and again: "This is already very good, there are no omissions."

Only then did Yuechan feel relieved, and asked the two maids to consider the placement of the juggling troupe in the house, where to enter the house, where to rest and prepare, where to eat when eating, and how to send guards so that those people will not mess up. Breaking through, all kinds of precautionary work must be done well.

After instructing the two maids, Yuechan called Huan'er, walked around the kitchen, discussed with Mrs. Fei the general menu of the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet, and said some words of encouragement to everyone in the kitchen, and made a promise. I vow, as long as the Mid-Autumn Festival is well spent, the dishes are cooked well, and the old ladies and masters are satisfied with the food, they will be rewarded heavily.

These words made the people in the kitchen very happy, and they all prepared to show their unique skills with high morale, and they must cook a table of good dishes with good color, fragrance and taste.

Afterwards, Yuechan called all the stewards of the mansion together and asked them to make proper arrangements for the personnel during the festival, who was on duty, who could rest, and took care of everything. Moreover, they had to pay attention to the defense of the Meng Mansion. In addition, Yuechan asked the accountant to approve another sum of money to be distributed as rewards for everyone.

After finishing it, it was already dark, Yuechan thought about it carefully again, and felt that everything was explained, after dinner, she read a book for a while, and only turned off the light to go to sleep when her eyes were sore.

The next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yuechan got up early in the morning, put on a light purple embroidered cloud pattern shirt, and did her hair again, then took someone to greet the old lady, and ate at the old lady's place After breakfast, he helped the old lady out of the yard, and when they reached the front yard, Meng Zhiwen and Meng Haoyu were already waiting there.

Seeing the old lady coming out, Meng Zhiwen took Haoyu to greet An and hurried over to say hello, helped the old lady to sit down, and then sat down, and they sat down here, and saw Aunt Liu and Pearl coming together, and invited An Afterwards, Aunt Liu consciously stood behind the old lady, and Pearl also wanted to stand over. The old lady smiled at her: "You are fit, you should sit down."

Pearl happily invited Ann, and sat down next to Meng Zhiwen with a smile on her face.

The old lady saw that almost all the masters and masters of the Meng family had come, but she couldn't help but frowned when she didn't see Liu Mei, mother and daughter, with disgust on her face. Liu Mei, Liu Mei has a vengeance, and she will not come for this big festival, trying to shame her.

Just as she was thinking about it, she turned her head and wanted to say something to Meng Zhiwen, but she saw two sisters, Yue'e and Yueting, walking over quickly, one in red and the other in green, standing in front of her eyes to say hello to her.

The old lady was a little annoyed, she just nodded to the two sisters, and said loudly: "It's late today, where is your mother, why didn't you come?"

Yue Ting lowered her head and gritted her teeth bitterly, but Yue'e smiled: "Old lady, didn't mother get sick a few days ago? Maybe my sister was afraid that the old lady would be worried, so she stopped her tighter so that you wouldn't let her go." I know, no, my mother still can’t get out of bed now, and she didn’t dare to come because she was afraid of getting sick, so I didn’t dare to come. The two of us sisters got up early to take care of my mother and took medicine. Please don’t blame the mother. "

this girl...

Yuechan bowed her head, feeling a little annoyed in her heart. The mother and daughter are really haunted. I didn't provoke them. It was because they kept fighting with me and I had no choice but to fight back. I didn't expect that such a blow to them would still She could bear it, but Yue'e said such words again to secretly blame herself for not being kind.

The meaning in Yue'e's words can be understood by anyone who is not a fool. Does it mean that Liu Mei is ill, and Yuechan's head of the family doesn't take good care of her, and she doesn't let the old lady know. Who would have thought what she would do? Is it a bad idea? Maybe Yuechan played a trick in the middle, which made Liu Mei not get better now.

If the old lady still thought about Liu Mei a little bit, she might think that she was targeting her.

Yuechan was thinking about it before she wanted to speak, but she heard Meng Zhiwen say: "Okay, don't talk about it, girl Yuechan is a good girl, and those who invite doctors to deliver medicine these days haven't treated anyone badly."

It's really strange, Yuechan was secretly startled, but also a little happy, she glanced at Meng Zhiwen in disbelief, unable to figure out what Meng Zhiwen was thinking, it was the first time that she defended her loudly like this.

Meng Haoyu was also a little surprised. He took a peek at Meng Zhiwen, but couldn't figure out why. It seemed that Meng Zhiwen had changed.

What made the father change?Yuechan thought to herself, but she still didn't understand what stimulated Meng Zhiwen to lean towards her so much.

(End of this chapter)