Chapter 70

"Sir, this dress of the eldest lady is too long. It doesn't fit the young lady. It seems that she can't wear it." Mohe was startled because Mohe Tong almost fell down just now. He hurried forward for two steps, helped Mohe Tong to stand firm, squatted down and made two gestures on Mohe Tong's feet, pulling out a difficult way to lengthen a large skirt.

Mohuawen also saw the dress, which was obviously one size larger. The smile on his face faded and his thin lips pursed.

"It doesn't matter. The eldest sister is also kind. She has given this dress three or four times. If she doesn't take it anymore, the eldest sister will be angry. Even if she can't wear it now, tong'er will take it out and wear it when she can wear it in the future." Mo Xuetong didn't seem to feel it at all. He smiled and took two steps on tiptoe. He turned two circles briskly and said, "father, can Tong look good in elder sister's clothes?"

A legitimate young lady wants to wear the old clothes of a common woman, and it still doesn't fit. She is so happy that the smile on Mohua Wen's face can't hang anymore. An anger rises from her heart. Tong'er is his legitimate daughter! It's her and his only daughter! Looking at her cheerful and naive smile, I just feel that my heart hurts.

Gritting your teeth and pressing down your anger, this is really not a place to get angry!

"The eldest lady's clothes are really beautiful. Miss, the slave maid will take them for you first. When you grow in size later, it's just right to take them out and wear them. It's just that we don't have any clothes when we come back from Cloud City. With this, miss will be decent even if we attend the Palace Banquet." Moran didn't seem to see the faint storm anger at the bottom of Mo Huawen's eyes, and carefully smoothed the small wrinkles on his clothes for Mo Xuetong.

At the same time, he also specially took care of Mohe not to dirty her clothes and spoil the kindness of the eldest lady.

Mohe didn't listen to her, so she took Mohe Tong and went inside. She had to ask her to change a dress first. Don't really dirty the beautiful clothes of the eldest lady. When she moved a little too big, she almost pulled Mohe Tong down. It was easy to stand firm and hit Mulan. The three people fell to the ground together, pulling and laughing. They didn't mind at all.

It's just that his daughter doesn't mind. He does.

Seeing that his daughter was charming and generous, he didn't say anything, and his anger was deeper. He stood up and pulled up the ink snow pupil who couldn't get up for a moment because his clothes tripped, and suppressed his anger, A faint indulgence flashed in his eyes: "tong'er, don't want the clothes sent by the eldest sister in the future. Her clothes don't fit you. What's missing from your father? You're the legitimate young lady of Mo mansion. How can you wear min'er's old clothes?"

"It's not the old clothes of the eldest sister. Father, you see how new they are, and the stitches are very meticulous. At first glance, you know it's the good clothes made by the eldest sister. The eldest sister also said so. She must have thought that tong'er doesn't have winter clothes, so she sent them specially. When tong'er goes back, she must thank her very much." Because of the hip-hop with Mo LAN and Mo he just now, Mo Xuetong's small face is red, flashing bright friends' eyes, pointing to a corner of his clothes and catching it for Mo Huawen.

Mohuawen didn't understand the affairs of women's homes such as these stitches. His eyes fell on a corner of the gauze skirt, and his face darkened. He pulled down his daughter's act of offering treasure. His innocent and naive eyes became brighter and brighter, and even the smile at the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger. His anger almost didn't hold down. Unexpectedly, his proud eldest daughter was so mean.

Before that, he heard Mo Xuemin's explanation about things in the palace. At this time, he was only filled with disappointment and anger.

His eyes fell on the greasy part of the hidden inward corner of the gauze skirt. His gentle eyes flashed fiercely, frowned and said, "tong'er, change it first. My father has something to tell you."

"Oh, good!" Seeing Mo Huawen, it seemed that there was something to say. Mo Xuetong went into the inner room under the pull of Mo LAN and Mo He, changed the clothes that were not suitable at all, finished the clothes, and came out again. It was still the half new and old dress. It was not only not gorgeous, but also a little rusty and pale. Even her face was pale. She thought about her ill fitting but gorgeous dress just now, The more you look at ink, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

Eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter!

"Father, what's the matter? Did tong'er annoy his father? When his father said it, tong'er must change." Moxue Tong looked in his eyes and smiled faintly on his lips. He came and took his hand, shook his side head and smiled.

"No, tong'er is my father's most painful daughter. How can she make my father angry? In the future, your eldest sister's clothes will not be used. You two have different shapes. How can she wear her suitable clothes for you? Look at the cloth sent by your eldest sister. It's still useful. It's better to take it and make some clothes first." Mohua Wen turned over the satin cloth on the table and looked a little better. These cotton satin materials are really good. I didn't mean to delay and send the old cotton satin as a new one.

"Father, these satins are not needed by tong'er. I'd better let the eldest sister wear them by herself. Tong'er likes the clothes just sent by the eldest sister and doesn't like these satins." Mo Xue Tong bit his lips and looked at the satins. Suddenly, a trace of sadness flashed at the bottom of his smart eyes. He turned his head and got into the arms of ink Wen and said stuffy.

"Why don't tong'er like it? The color is very festive and beautiful. It can be regarded as a new and good Satin this year. It's only better than the material min'er made clothes just now." Mohuawen doubtfully patted his daughter in his arms and asked.

"Tong'er doesn't like it." The voice of ink snow pupil is sent out stuffy in the arms of ink text.

I felt the weak shoulder twitch twice in my arms, which was like crying.

Mohuawen pushed away the Moxue pupil and found that the little face that had just turned crimson was full of tears. He urgently asked, "what's the matter with the pupil, but what's wrong?"

"Father, no... tong'er misses his mother, tong'er misses his mother!" Mo Xue Tong bit his lip and looked at Mo Huawen with tears. He wanted to suppress the sadness at the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't do it. He didn't really play. His eyes flashed across the red and green alternating satin, which could be called gorgeous and bright jade. Tears condensed out at once. He sobbed and could only say such two words. He threw himself into the arms of Mohua Wen, silently shed tears and refused to say another word.

"Tong'er, tong'er..." seeing that her daughter was sad, she couldn't even say a word. Ink Huawen was so distressed that she had to hold tightly the Mo Xue Tong, who was trembling with grief in her arms.

"Master, miss, it's because, because..." Mohe wanted to talk, but he was pulled hard by Moran and almost fell.

"Say, what's the reason?" Mohua Wen stared at Mohe and his anger flashed across his eyes.

"Master!" Mohe trembled with fear and hurriedly knelt down.

"Say!"

"Master, these satins are so bright red and green. How can a young lady wear them? My wife has been less than two years in the past, and the young lady is still in filial piety..." seeing Mohua Wen's anger, Mohe dared not hide it, and trembled and said it all.

When Mo Xuetong heard Mo he's words, he couldn't hold back his sadness any longer. He pulled the skirt of Mo Huawen and suddenly sobbed and cried, "father, tong'er misses his mother!"

Mohuawen didn't expect her daughter to suddenly think of Luo Xia when she looked at such bright cotton satin. She couldn't help but feel a pain. The poetic and picturesque gentle woman brought him the most palpitating feelings in his life, which made him understand love, but also hurt his heart. Even so, he didn't want to hurt her heart. Naturally, her daughter was also his favorite daughter.

Looking at her daughter's thin shoulder, she cried and trembled. Her eyes swept over the brocade on the side. She couldn't help being angry any more. The veins on her forehead jumped green. No matter whether it was in the mansion of the Duke of Fu, she said angrily to the woman who was standing beside and was stunned by Mo Xuetong's cry: "what did you send? You dare to make the third Miss unhappy and don't throw all the things out."

"Yes!" The woman sent by Mo Xuemin didn't dare to say anything more. When they came up, they pulled down the clothes brocade randomly. Looking at the angry eyes of their master, they rushed back with the clothes brocade. The scattered cloth wrapped around their feet, and a woman bumped out without standing still.

"What's the matter? Why should the satin be thrown out?" A soft voice suddenly appeared. A smiling face at the door smiled gently. The maid on the side stretched out her hand and pulled the woman, so that she wouldn't trip over her young lady and pull the woman who was scolded and ran out in a panic.

The young lady who came in showed a big smile, but was stunned when she saw the ink text. Her face suddenly showed some shame. Unexpectedly, there was a man here. It was neither advance nor retreat for a moment. Her face was blushing and embarrassed.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the woman, mohuawen was also embarrassed. He raised his eyes and looked at the young lady. It was the one he hit last time. He didn't know what relationship it was with Luofu. Looking at the well-dressed daughter or the unmarried daughter, he couldn't guess who it was for a moment. Seeing that she seemed to enter the wrong place, he stepped into it, but he bowed his head in shame because of seeing him, But also a gentle and polite lady.

"Father, this is my little cousin." Mo Xuetong raised his head from Mo Huawen's arms, saw Xu Yan coming, quickly wiped his tears, smiled and came forward to untie their embarrassment.

"I've seen my brother-in-law!" Xu Yan came in and withdrew from the meeting. He simply came forward and gave a gift to Mohua Wen.

Cousin, that's Luo Xia's cousin!

Mohua Wen was also busy returning a gift.

"My little cousin came and sat down. My father came to see tong'er and wanted to help tong'er make some clothes, but unexpectedly, he surprised my little cousin." Mo Xuetong affectionately pulled Xu Yan over and pressed her to sit down on one side of the carved round stool. Behind her, Mo LAN hurriedly withdrew and made two cups of tea. The cup of ink Huawen was also cold and replaced with another one.

Mohuawen can't leave at once. Although his entry into the inner house of Luo mansion is inconsistent with the ceremony, old Taijun Xu didn't say anything because he came to see his daughter these days. Naturally, others won't say anything. Moreover, he didn't come to other places, so he only came to mohxuetong's yard. It's not too impolite.

"Since tong'er wants to make clothes, why throw out the satin and don't want some ready-made clothes?" Xu Yan didn't understand. He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and asked with a smile.

Just now, several women pulled out the satin of their clothes and skirts, which was clearly scolded by drinking. They instinctively felt that there was something strange about this matter, but they couldn't say anything. Unexpectedly, it was someone else's family affair. They peeped at Mohua Wen's face and only felt that the calm and gentle air was more exciting than several cousins. They couldn't help blushing and lowering their heads.

She came here on purpose. Since she ran into mohuawen that day and heard what Moran said, she only felt that her cousin's husband could afford to be loyal to her cousin. After more than a year, he was stunned that he had not married again. In fact, his wife died and had three years of constraints on his children, but he was not so strict with his husband. If he said one year, It's a thing of the past to marry another stepwife.

Bi unexpectedly has no more restrictions on men than women. Besides, the old lady of Mo family died early, and now there is not even a serious mistress in the family. It makes people sympathize and admire Mo Huawen. In addition, his dignified and straight appearance is more elegant than ordinary people's literary style (explained by Mo lant, and verified from the mouths of several maids brought by Mo Xuetong). It can make people feel good.