Chapter 295: I miss you
295 I miss you. Liu Huahong let out a heavy breath when she heard her daughter mention the dead old woman in the family.
That dead old woman, when she first got married, she looked like she was dead, as if one foot had already entered the coffin, but now that the rich are so big, the dead old woman still looks like that, she looks like she is about to leave. No.
Moreover, all these years, she was still pressing her head everywhere, and she was about to die of anger.
"That Muzi thinks he is the son of the village chief, isn't he amazing? How dare you look down on the old lady's daughter." If it wasn't for her injuries at the moment, she would have rushed to Xia Guchun's house and beat Xia Ziqing.
Her daughter is beautiful and kind-hearted. It is a blessing for him to be able to like him. He even dares to take Joe there. Hmph, does he think he has already passed the exam?
"Da Ya, go and tell your brother to let him get back all the books he lent to Xia Muzi." She roared immediately.
Xia Ziqing, if she doesn't make her big girl feel better, then she won't make him feel better. She wants to see how he will go to Beijing next year to take the exam next year without books!
"Mother, what are you doing?" Xia Daya asked with wide-eyed eyes upon hearing Liu Huahong's words.
She was overjoyed and felt that the mother's idea was quite good.
It would be great if he could use his eldest brother's book to force Muzi's brother to submit. As long as Muzi's brother agrees to marry her, what else can prevent her from marrying Muzi's brother?
"Hmph, isn't he Xia Muzi capable? If he is capable, he can go to town to buy books and read them. Come to my house to borrow something. My mother still has something to borrow. Hurry up and ask your brother to bring the book back to my mother. ." Liu Huahong snorted coldly, muttering viciously, and finally looked at Xia Daya and motioned her to hurry up.
"Mother, brother won't agree, he and Muzi brother are the best partners." Although I wanted to do this just now, but thinking of my eldest brother, Xia Daya's mind still cooled.
Although my eldest brother doesn't like to talk and doesn't make up his mind about family affairs, he is an honest and kind person in his heart, and he would never do such shameful things.
Moreover, he and Muzi brother are good friends, and if he was asked to do such a thing, he would definitely not do it.
Even if the mother talks about it, the elder brother will not agree. Besides, once this matter is told to the elder brother, the image of the mother and her will plummet in the eyes of the elder brother, and they will certainly not be able to seek benefits.
There are not only the eldest brother, but also the grandmother. If she knew that her mother was thinking about these things that would offend the village chief, how could she tolerate her and her mother.
She felt that it was better to stay safe and do not mess with grandma. Dad is a famous dutiful son and would never go against grandma's words. Therefore, even if mother is arrogant and domineering outside, she will not dare to mess around at home. of.
"He is the son of the old lady. Do you still want to go against the old lady's words? Go and call him for me, and I will tell him myself." Liu Huahong couldn't believe it anymore. Her own son would actually help outsiders to come here. Deal with his mother and sister.
She pointed to the door and said.
"Mother, grandma is outside." Xia Daya quickly reminded her.
Liu Huahong heard the words, a bad breath stuck in her throat, and she cursed to herself, "Damn old lady!"
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"Sigh..." In the room at night, there was only a painful muffled sound, and a soft whimper that couldn't hold back the pain.
A pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, it's really hard to embarrass her.
Unexpectedly, after changing her soul, her hands were still unable to use this needle and thread, ten times of embroidery, three of which were stabbed on her fingers.
"Damn, I used to be someone who has done cross-stitch embroidery before, why can't I take this one? I don't believe it anymore, I have to learn from you." Xia Beibei gritted her teeth and muttered to herself.
In the past, Xia Jiuniang didn't know how to distinguish color and lustre, and she didn't know it was because she only followed Sang Jinghong, she didn't speak well, and she didn't know much.
But she is different from Xia Beibei. She still knows exactly how to embroider with this pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
Because the embroidery silk is all drawn, just embroider it according to the same color thread.
However, this thin needle and thread really stumped her.
However, Xia Beibei always believed that practice makes perfect, no one is born to do what, when she was learning cooking, she often got burnt.
Take your time, you will definitely learn.
"Bei Er, what are you doing?" Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in Xia Beibei's ear.
"Scare...hs!" Frightened, Xia Beibei was stabbed in the face again, and her whole face was wrinkled together.
It hurts to death.
"Big Brother Dongfang, why don't you make a sound when you walk." She couldn't help but raised her head and looked at him complainingly.
She didn't notice Big Brother Dongfang at all, and she didn't know how he got in.
"Bei'er, are you learning embroidery?" Dongfang Yu heard her muffled groan, and hurriedly stepped forward and took her hand. When he saw the blood on the thumb, index finger and middle finger, he couldn't help but twist it. Brows raised.
"Your grandma told you to learn?"
He hurriedly grabbed the things in her hands and threw them on the table beside her.
This kind of thing that can stab Belle's fingers should not be touched in the future. He felt distressed when he looked at it. Why didn't she know how to take good care of herself.
"No, grandma didn't let me learn it, I wanted to learn it myself." Xia Beibei shook her head.
She really isn't the material to learn embroidery, so she goes like this, a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and when the embroidery is finished, it will become blood-stained mountains and rivers.
"Don't learn it in the future, it's okay if you don't know this kind of thing." Dongfang Yu took her hand, put it to his mouth, and whispered a few times, his heart hurting.
"Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, it's fine, I want to learn by myself, and I'm idle anyway." Xia Beibei shook his head at him.
In a winter, there is always something to do to pass the time. Embroidery happens to be a thing, and she really wants to learn.
"Don't learn, you are deliberately trying to make this prince feel bad, right?" Dongfang Yu said again.
After Belle married him, where would she need to embroider these things by herself? It's not enough to open your mouth to give an order.
"No, Big Brother Dongfang, I really want to learn it." Xia Beibei heard him say that and raised her head to look at him, "Grandma's embroidery is very special, I don't want her embroidery to be lost."
Sang Jinghong is just such a granddaughter. In Xiajia Village, there is no little girl willing to communicate with her family, and the ancients were very conservative, and they believed that the fat and water would not flow into the fields of outsiders.
This embroidery is a skill. What grandma says, she won't pass it on to those who don't like it. If she, the granddaughter, can learn it, it will be just fine.
"It's not easy if you don't want it to be lost. You can find a maid of your own and learn this embroidery from your grandma." Dongfang Yu said without thinking.
In the end, it's just embroidery, it's not a skill, which woman in the fantasy country can't embroider a flower?
Uh...he didn't mean to dislike Belle, but, there are some things that, without talent, cannot be learned, this is the fact that there is no way.
is Belle, and her hands are full of blood holes, but she still can't learn.
Instead of wasting time here, I might as well do something else.
However, in the winter of Xuedu, I really can't think of what else to do besides embroidery. It's so cold that even the embroiderers will freeze.
"My maid, where did I get a maid?" Xia Beibei gave him a sullen look upon hearing this.
She is a little girl in the countryside, and she is not bad if she doesn't become someone else's maid, how could anyone else be her maid?
"What do you think of Wu Shiqiu and Wu Shiqing?" he asked.
He has long had this intention to put the two sisters by Belle's side, so that on the one hand, he will show his sovereignty, and on the other hand, some of the heavy things in Belle's family can be handed over to them.
"not good."
Dongfang Yu thought very well, but when he thought of Xia Beibei, he immediately denied it.
"Why?" Dongfang Yu asked suspiciously, aren't Wu Shiqiu and Wu Shiqing bad? It can save Belle a lot of trouble.
Just like that Xia Ziqing, if she wants to come again next time, Belle can send them directly and throw him out of the house, so as not to waste her own saliva.
Well, in fact, he just wanted to guard against that Xia Ziqing, that person is really too thick-skinned, thicker than him, uh... ah, he is very thin-skinned, not like that Xia Ziqing.
"There are only two rooms in my house, and there is no extra room for them to sleep in." Her house only has two rooms for her grandmother and hers. If Wu Shiqiu and Wu Shiqing come over, they can only sleep in the firewood room.
"You told them not to stare outside. The snow is so heavy that they are suffering enough. I will be fine here."
She is a little girl in the countryside. Although she offended a few people, in this snowy weather, no one was in the mood to come out and toss, so it was quiet.
In the winter of Xuedu, let alone people, even beasts are very quiet.
"Well, that's what I meant." Dongfang Yu nodded.
The weather in Xuedu, not to mention the two sisters, even the guards under his command were shivering from the cold. Fortunately, Wu Shiqi's charcoal was well prepared.
"Brother Dongfang, why are you here again? Shouldn't you be taking good care of your wounds?" Xia Beibei realized only now that he had just met in the morning, why did he come to her room again?
It's still snowing outside, how cold.
Moreover, if she left footprints, people would think she had nothing to do with anyone in the ancestral hall.
"I miss you." Dongfang Yu said bluntly.
A pair of soulful eyes, staring straight at her, just working so hard in the morning, he can't even solve his greed, let alone a chance to hug her.
At night, how could he not come to see her?