The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 26 Embroidery Samples of Crape Myrtle Flowers (1)
In Herring Lane, green smoke rises from the chimneys of every household, and the fragrance of corn also diffuses, mixed with the fragrance of peach blossom and apricot. The fireworks in the world are the most common here.

After a tiring day, Yijun didn't dare to take a shower after returning to the house. Now the house is cold, and there is no heating or Yuba, so he is afraid of catching a cold and getting sick.The hot water was boiled in the kitchen and sent to the east wing, served by Xing'er, who helped her scrub her whole body.

After taking a bath, she changed into the new dress that Zijun made for her younger sister after returning to Beijing. It was light yellow and light purple. The upper and lower skirts were made of silk newly produced in Jiangnan. Not to mention pretty.

Yijun looked at the bronze mirror, dumbfounded, didn't see how beautiful it was, "Let's go, let's eat first."

When Aunt Luo saw her daughter, she kept praising her daughter, her eyes shining brightly at Yijun was not enough.

"The colors and materials I picked can be different." Zijun stroked his chin and boasted.

Yi Jun snorted lightly, "Let's eat, I'm already hungry."

"Yes, let's eat first." Aunt Luo sat down with a smile on her face, picked up a spoon to scoop up the soup, first served her daughter, then her son, and finally herself.The difference is that both Yijun and Zijun have meat in their bowls, but her bowl only has chicken bones to make up for.

"Aniang, I can't eat it. I ate beef patties outside the city today. If I eat meat at night, I won't be hungry. If I get up early tomorrow, I will feel sick to my stomach." Yijun said, picking out a piece of chicken and giving it to Aunt Luo.

The daughter is sensible, and Aunt Luo didn't refuse any more, and took it into her own bowl first.

Zijun smiled and pointed with his chopsticks, "Mother, hurry up and eat, don't let it get cold." He knew his mother, so he took it face to face, and kept it still. The chicken will be on the table again tomorrow morning. Sibling bowls.

Aunt Luo glared at her son, dawdling and scooping up rice and vegetables, but not the chicken soup at hand.

Yijun also stopped his chopsticks and stared at Aunt Luo, seeing that she still wanted to get away with it today.The mother and son stared at each other, competing with a piece of chicken.

"Luo Zijun, my lord has orders." The loud and powerful voice came from Herring Lane to the backyard of the Luo family, accompanied by the clatter of horseshoes.

Zijun put down the bowls and chopsticks in a panic and ran away. When he ran to the yard, he seemed to remember something, trotted into the house, and said rashly: "Mother, keep an eye on it. Don't let Ah Yuan draw the bow again in the next two days." After speaking, the person has disappeared.

Aunt Luo didn't know why, she glanced at her daughter and then at the door.Now it's not Yijun who cares about the chicken bones, it's Aunt Luo's turn to interrogate her.

"Brother is afraid that I will hurt my hand when I draw the bow, so he promised to get a good leather sheath from the eldest princess's mansion." Yi Jun is good at lying, without blinking his eyes.

Aunt Luo was skeptical. She was strong and strong. When she was not married, the sisters in the Yue clan were able to draw a bow, ride a bow and shoot. No one had ever complained of a stomachache.If she lived for another 20 years, she would not be able to guess what Yijun was uncomfortable with.

"Go to bed early, don't get up early tomorrow." Reminding her to get more rest is always right, Aunt Luo put her daughter to sleep, went back to the upper room to light the lamp and sewed on the gloves.Under the glowing light, white hair grew from the corners of her mane, and she had been doing needlework at night for many years. After a long time, Aunt Luo's eyes watered and shed tears. She sighed and put down her work and fell asleep.

The next day Zijun asked someone to report to his family, saying that he would stay with the general in the barracks outside the city for ten days and half a month, so that they should not worry.

"This child, just do your job well. I have nothing to worry about." Aunt Luo's tone had a lightness that she hadn't noticed.

The mother's mouth was stubborn, Yijun didn't say anything, sat in the courtyard under the apricot tree and took the embroidered flowers, picked out a piece of water blue satin, painted it with pines and cypresses and evergreen, embroidered it, sewed it into a sachet, and sent it To Zijun.

"Oh, Ah Yuan is really skillful." Without making a sound, Aunt Feng appeared at some time, standing under the hanging flower door and laughing exaggeratedly.Seeing that the old woman at the gate of Luo's house behind her was frowning bitterly, Aunt Feng must have barged in without letting her servants inform her.

Yijun put down the embroidery, stood up and greeted Auntie with a smile.

Aunt Luo was also sitting under the eaves, making Songjiang cloth short jackets. She looked like she was sewing a lining for Zijun. When she heard her sister coming, she raised her hips slightly and said hello with a smile on her face: "Ah! Sister, you are here."

"How is Auntie, and Ah Yuan is healed?" This time it was Qing Luo who spoke, and she bit her words clearly, standing gracefully behind Aunt Feng.

Aunt Luo put down the work she was doing, stood up and walked towards the courtyard with a smile on her face, "I don't want to tell you in advance when Ah Luo is here, so I can get people ready."

Less than a month later, Qingluo's whole body was different than usual, her black hair was tied into a bun, a few pearl hairpins were pierced into her eyes, her eyebrows were lightly drawn, her lips were lightly dyed, her face was smeared with rouge, and she walked with a demeanor and her skirt could not move. .Through the crimson gauze, the flowers embroidered on the bottom skirt can be clearly seen.

Aunt Luo is a person who knows the goods, and at a glance, she can see that the niece is well dressed, all from the eldest princess's mansion, the smile on her face collapsed, she stretched out her hand to lead the sister and niece into the house, and ordered the little girl to make tea, she looked at Qing Luo asked with a smile: "We are usually by the princess' side, why are you free to come home today?"

(End of this chapter)