Tibetan Sea Pearl

"I think he is tired of living. Originally, he thought that it would be better to live than die, and let him live for a few more days." Peng said coldly.

The nurse in charge spat on the ground, "If such a person keeps him for a day, it is a waste of our Gu family's ration for a day."

Miss Jiu is someone who is distinguished, a person like a fairy, and a servant is also assigned to join Miss Gu Jiu.For many years, no one has talked about the past, no matter whether he is intentional or not, isn't he courting death?

"Don't let me see him again." Peng said.

The nurse in charge knew it well, looked up and looked outside the door, Miss Gu Jiu disappeared, and she had already gone away.

The nurse in charge said in a low voice, "Leave this kind of thing to our servants, so as not to dirty the second wife's hands. He is asking for his own death, so don't blame us for being ruthless."

Peng nodded feebly and didn't speak any more.

I don't want to talk about it anymore.

The servant woman took the cold tea down with great interest.

……

Miss Gu Jiu didn't know what the servant girl wanted Mrs. Peng to do, but Mrs. Peng kept what she said, and within a few days, she really sent someone into the city to invite the embroiderer from Caiyunfang to her home.

The embroiderer who came here was one of the best embroiderers in Caiyunfang. She usually only makes clothes for the officials and officials in the city. Now that the New Year is approaching and it is the busiest time for the embroidery workshop, it is even more difficult to hire.

Miss Gu Jiu was very surprised, and didn't want to disappoint her mother's kindness.

Mrs. Peng looked at the materials brought by the embroiderer. They were new materials from Suzhou and Hangzhou. They were all in beautiful colors, suitable for little girls to wear.

"Then make a set of each material."

"Miss Jiu is good-looking, she looks good in anything she wears." Xiu Niang laughed when she heard this.

"That's too much." Miss Gu Jiu waved her hands repeatedly.

At the beginning, she didn't really want to make clothes, but just wanted to find a reason to go to the city. If she went to the city, she might meet the person she wanted to meet. She found out who the boy was, but he didn't know who she was .

What does it matter, if you meet, you will have the opportunity to get acquainted.

Miss Jiao from a rich family twisted her ankle while walking on the street, which happened frequently and was normal.

He is a scholar, so he naturally knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Mrs. Peng took a look at the thick stacks of clothes that the embroiderer had put on the table. There were indeed a lot of them, but a girl's nature was to love beauty, so she never had too many clothes. She also came from a young girl.

Mrs. Peng ignored her daughter, "Make a few more, and keep them for relatives visiting during the Chinese New Year."

During the Chinese New Year, she was going to leave relatives again, and she didn't like to visit relatives the most, especially in the past two years, Mrs. Peng took her around to attend banquets, win over the wives of the official family and aristocratic families, in order to find a good marriage for her, looking everywhere, Thinking of this, Miss Gu Jiu was a little discouraged.

Xiu Niang responded with a smile, took a ruler and came over to Miss Gu Jiu to measure it.

Ms. Gu Jiu was not very happy, but she didn't dare to express her thoughts, she let others play with her like a puppet.

As the new year approached, the embroidered lady was also busy. After the embroidered lady left, the servant woman came over to show her, and asked, "Second wife, where is the stage for the opera? There is also the matter of inviting a theater troupe, is it a Deyin troupe?"

Each pile was a small matter, but it was all a matter, Peng felt helpless, and stretched out his hand to press his forehead.

Mrs. Peng said unhappily, "I can't handle these trivial matters, you go and ask the third wife for instructions."

As a sister-in-law, the third wife should share some of the burden.

The daughter's soft voice rang in my ears, "Grandmother asked about inviting people to sing during the Chinese New Year this morning."

Mrs. Peng thought about it again, the old lady is still alive, as the wife of the clan, she also needs to act according to the old lady's face, no matter how small the old lady's confession is, it is a big matter, and when the old lady is gone, she can make up her own mind and do whatever she wants up.

At least not yet.

Mrs. Peng glanced at her daughter, and the always well-behaved daughter blinked at her. She didn't know whether what she said just now was intentional or not, and she felt a little relieved. Fortunately, her daughter was not raised to be obedient and docile by her.

Blindly obedient and docile, to put it in an ugly word, is stupid!

Mrs. Peng called back the maid who had just walked to the door and was about to go out to deliver a message, "Forget it, the third wife is also busy."

The maid stopped and looked at Mrs. Peng with a puzzled expression, and then at Miss Gu Jiu.

I saw Miss Gu Jiu holding Peng's arm innocently and cutely, "Come on, I'll accompany my mother to have a look, do you want to build it in front of the Earth Temple?"

"There is also the matter of hiring a theater troupe. If you hire a German music troupe, you will spend a little more money. If you hire some theater troupes that can't sing well, you will spend less money, but it's a shame to spend money."

The servant girl watched Miss Gu Jiu pass by her without blinking her eyes. Miss Jiu always had no idea in her mind, so how could she understand this?

However, what Miss Jiu said had some truth.

The mother and daughter walked out talking and laughing.

Under the porch in the courtyard, fiery red lanterns were hung on the path, and a large group of maidservants were sitting idle in the porch, cutting bright red window grilles with the word "Fu" with scissors.

The New Year is getting closer, but some people are still on their way home.

Touched by the scene, Peng sighed, "Where did your fifth brother go?"