The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 213 New Year's Gift
Luo Jia breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly rummaged through his clothes, and gave Yuncheng a small box.

"Yuncheng, Happy New Year!"

"This is my New Year's gift from you." Yesterday I was so drunk that I forgot to give it.

Yun Cheng took the box, her mind was still a little bit off, and no one had given her a gift.

this gift...

Yun Cheng took a look at the packaging, it should be quite valuable, the top-quality agarwood box has a simple and distant atmosphere.

"What is it?"

"You'll know when you open it."

Yun Cheng lifted the lid, and inside was a high-quality purple satin, with a simple pearl hairpin on it.

It is the simplest style, it is a stick of red gold, the top is wrapped with gold wire, holding a pearl.

Just this pearl...

It is obviously a high-quality deep-sea pearl, pure white and jade-like, plump and lustrous.

"Where did it come from?"

Dongzhu may not be able to afford it with all their current family property.

spendthrift!
Yun Cheng was calm on the surface, but he had already put a bunch of labels on Luo Jia in his heart.

"Like it?"

Luo Jia didn't say anything, but asked Yun Chengxi if he liked it.

do not like……

【host,! !Owner! 】

【Please, be yourself! 】

"It's okay." Yun Cheng said lightly, and then Luo Jia smiled.

"I have always felt that it is not the best, and it is not worthy of Yuncheng. This hairpin is just right, unassuming, but not too restrained."

It's like this pearl, not like gold or silver, it's vulgar and too dazzling.

But it is not as inconspicuous as other jewelry.

This is like a cloud ride, when it should be brilliant, it is extremely eye-catching.

When it's time to be introverted, there is brilliance in the belly.

"Yun Cheng, let's get up, and I'll send you a coil."

"Yeah." It's rare that someone wants to serve him, how could Yun Cheng not be happy, he put on his clothes in twos and twos, then sat on the stool, waiting for Luo Jia's hair.

Luo Jia also used some strength today. He didn't want to sit in a wheelchair very much today. The pain in his legs gradually disappeared. He walked steadily behind Yuncheng step by step.

The round bronze mirror reflects the shadows of two people.

"Yun Cheng, let me give you a simple bun."

"Well, it's easier."

Yun Cheng has long hair, black and soft, and he always puts it in a casual style, and it is a style.

Luo Jia is extremely intelligent. He has seen the cloud ride twice and knows it.

First use the comb to comb the hair a little bit, and then use the hairpin to turn twice...

Finally simple fix.

It was the first time Luo Jia got started, and he did a very good job.

In the end, the hair was securely coiled.

The red gold hairpin was tucked into the root of the bun, leaving only a little gold thread wrapped around Dongzhu.

It looked like a perfect fit.

"Yuncheng, it is really beautiful."

"Smooter!"

Yun Cheng said something lightly and left the room.

"Cloud ride?"

"I don't have a New Year's gift?"

Luo Jia knew that Yun Cheng would definitely not prepare!

However, he just wanted to ask!

Yun Cheng didn't reply to him, and Luo Jia was not disappointed either, just seeing that each hairpin on Yun Cheng's head was made by himself made him happy enough.

Afterwards, when his clothing-making skills were well developed, Yun Cheng was asked to wear the clothes he made himself.

shoe.

At that time, he will personally handle Yuncheng's internal and external affairs.

The breath of the New Year spreads from the village to the village.

No matter who you see, everyone will say happy new year.

peaceful always.

When Yuncheng opened the door early in the morning, he saw many children from the village gathered at the door.

As soon as Yuncheng opened the door, he folded his hands and gave Yuncheng New Year greetings.

"Sister Yun!! Happy New Year!"

(End of this chapter)