Chapter 130

Cheng wanmiao returned to the room. The old lady on the bed opened her eyes lazily and asked, "what did he say?"

Cheng wanmiao bowed her head and replied, "cousin said Let me find another good mate, and I will not be wronged. "

"If he really doesn't want to hurt you, he should marry you!" Mrs. Fu was very angry. She took out the book under her pillow and fell on the ground!

It was a comic book, and now the stories of generals and Sirius fairies are more popular than the old-fashioned stories of gifted scholars and beauties.

"Without media, you can have a lifetime! Does he think I'm dead?! If you hadn't brought this book, I didn't know it had been discussed like this! This unfilial son Fu Laofu was so popular that he gasped for breath, and even his hands and feet trembled.

Cheng wanmiao immediately brings the medicine and feeds it to Mrs. Fu one spoon at a time.

After drinking half a bowl like this, the old lady couldn't drink it any more. She waved her hand and pushed it away. She said, "every day and every night, I drink medicine. Besides crying, I don't have any taste, and I don't see any improvement."

"Aunt, you are so angry that you don't realize it. I look at you better than before."

Cheng wanmiao gently comforts her, then puts down the medicine bowl, takes a preserved apricot from the delicate pottery pot on the table, and feeds it into the old lady's mouth.

Mrs. Fu, with her sweet and sour preserved apricots, narrowed her eyes and finally eased her mood.

Cheng wanmiao looked at the old lady Fu's face and said softly, "aunt, otherwise Shall we forget it? Wanmiao's status is low. I'm afraid she doesn't deserve her cousin... "

Fu Bing, you are not a humble lady? What is she without the title given by the emperor? She's just a cheap woman in the barracks

Yes, it's a mean woman to make knives and bows with a group of craftsmen in the barracks every day?

Cheng wanmiao thinks of Hua Qingxue's white face and resents her.

Isn't it that the women in the north are the most old-fashioned? Why is Hua light snow a face tender to hate cannot pinch water to come?

Cheng wanmiao thought again: how about looking good? Her hands must be rough! Full of calluses!

"My cousin is deeply in love with Mrs. Si Bing..." Cheng wanmiao bit his lip, as if to endure humiliation. "Wanmiao doesn't want to annoy her cousin or embarrass her aunt."

"Don't you want to be famous?" Old Mrs. Fu hated that she was not made of iron.

Cheng wanmiao sobbed, "wanmiao is useless. I can't please my cousin. My cousin wants to marry Mrs. Si Bing as his wife. Wanmiao can't stay as a concubine. I just hope that qingdeng Gufo will die for the rest of his life."

"I raised you to be a concubine?" Fu said angrily

She said, her expression suddenly stunned, as if she was thinking something.

Cheng wanmiao asked, "aunt, what's the matter with you?"

Mrs. Fu pulled a smile from the corner of her mouth, and the old man's face showed something strange. "Naturally, you can't be a concubine, but There are many wives and concubines in other families. My son is so old. It's really time for the Houfu to take a concubine. "

Cheng wanmiao droops her head, and a trace of malice flashes through her eyes.

……

The next day, Fu tingye seldom took time out of his busy schedule and went to another hospital.

When they have dinner together, Fu tingye asks her, "has my mother been here?"

Hua light snow Leng Leng Leng, immediately nod.

She doesn't like to complain, and she doesn't like the aggrieved daughter-in-law to vent her complaints. She doesn't say anything. Fu tingye has heard something about that day.

As a son of man, he could not blame his elders. After a long silence, he sighed, "you have been wronged. Mother, she was not like this before."

Although the mother and the son are estranged from each other, Mrs. Fu at least understands things. Recently, she seems to have lost her mind and lost her sense and self-cultivation.

Hua Qingxue is not good at talking about other people's parents. She agrees with a sentence: "it's probably because I'm older..."

Two people on this topic do not want to talk about more, silent down, quiet dinner.

……

Luo Mu language invited Hua Qingxue to go shopping.

She is a restless disposition. She used to help Lu Zhengqing deal with the medicinal materials and take care of the medicine garden at home. Now Lu Zhengqing does not allow her to do anything. She does not even let her touch the needle and thread. So she can only go shopping and shopping.

It's said that the cloth shop in East Street has bought a batch of good materials, and Luomu wants to buy some for the unborn children.

"You can choose a general. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it. It's your intention to find a tailor after you have chosen." In this way, the romu language encourages the Chinese light snow.

Pick cloth for Fu tingye

Hua Qingxue imagines that picture in her mind. Fu tingye is used to wearing two kinds of clothes, one is the court uniform, the other is the general's uniform. Both of these clothes are in the charge of the special government office of the imperial court. As for what he looks like in casual clothes

Hua Qingxue couldn't think of it.

She was impressed with her bare shoulders

However, she is really bored at home to raise her body every day. It's also good to go out with romu.They went out of the door hand in hand, with several servant girls.

Today is a fine day with no wind, blue sky and white clouds. The sun in early winter is warm and distant.

The news in romu language is really sensitive. There are a lot of new goods in the cloth shop. Many ladies and ladies are picking and choosing in the shop. The scene seems quite lively.

The shopkeeper recognized that Hua Qingxue's clothes and fabrics were the best among the top-grade goods. He knew that a big customer had come. He welcomed them with a smile and led them to the elegant room on the second floor. He not only offered tea, but also called the shop assistants to show the cloth samples to the two people one by one.

Luo Mu Yu was flattered and whispered to Hua Qingxue secretly: "maybe it's because I changed the owner. The service of this store was not so thoughtful before..."

Hua Qingxue is whiter than romu, so he believes it when he hears it. "Well, maybe it is."

They were drinking tea and choosing cloth. They were much more comfortable than those ladies and girls who suffered from the crowding downstairs.

After choosing for the children, Luo Mu Yu also selected many good materials for her husband, and planned to make some comfortable lining clothes.

Hua light snow was originally only accompanied by the psychological, looking at, but also gradually to the interest.

Both ancient textile techniques and traditional dyeing and weaving skills have greatly opened her eyes. In the end, she chose more than Romo.

Luo Mu Yu took out a piece of blue stone cloth sample and said with a smile, "who are you going to wear this color? Is it too tender for the general to wear? "

Hua Qingxue's embarrassed lips smile.

This color is too fresh for Fu tingye.

She just felt that the color was very beautiful. She couldn't help but want to buy it. It doesn't matter. Anyway, she has two apprentices. Su Shaowen and this color are very good match.

After a while, Hua Qingxue asked the man, "do you have a kind of cloth, which is thick and tight, and very wear-resistant Oh, by the way, it's not easy to get wet when the water is sprinkled on it. Do you have this kind of cloth? "

Because Hua Qingxue bought a lot of money, the clerk knew that he was a big customer and didn't dare to neglect him. He replied, "wait a moment. I'll ask our shopkeeper."

Then he left the cloth sample and went downstairs quickly.

Romu asked her curiously, "will there be such cloth? Isn't the water wet when you sprinkle it? "

"Well It's not that it's not wet. It's just that water absorption is very poor. It's not like ordinary cotton. Once it gets wet, it becomes a big piece. " Hua Qingxue explained, he also laughed and sighed, "I just think of it all of a sudden, so ask and see, if there is no, it will be."

But after a while, the shop assistant came back and followed the shopkeeper of the cloth shop.

The old manager is obviously well-informed and has more experience than the staff. After Hua Qingxue described it, he immediately said: "Oh! You mean canvas

Hua Qingxue thought and nodded, "well, it's a kind of canvas."

"Canvas is mostly used in Liangjiang River Basin and coastal area, only for shipbuilding. People in Shengjing City buy cloth mostly for tailoring, so there is no canvas in the shop."

Hua Qingxue was disappointed. "Do you know where to buy it?"

The old shopkeeper pondered for a moment and said, "my guest, if you want a large quantity, we can buy a batch of cloth, but if the quantity is small, this I'm afraid the cost of the road is too much. "

Canvas belongs to the category of coarse cloth in ancient times. It is thick and bulky, and its price can't be compared with that of exquisite silk. If the quantity is too small, I'm afraid that we can't earn back the transportation expenses.

Hua Qingxue didn't know how much to count as a large quantity. He asked, "does a hundred horses count as much?"

The shopkeeper almost fell down!

"My guest, do you want to build a ship?"

This is more than just a lot. I'm afraid we have to transfer goods from north to south to make up for this number! At ordinary times, no one pays attention to this canvas. Only when the ship is built in spring and autumn every year, the major workshops will make some of them. Therefore, there is not much stock in stock. Who would expect huaqingxue to open his mouth for 100 pieces!

Hua Qingxue laughs: "it's not shipbuilding. It's something else."

The shopkeeper said, "maybe you can't make up 100 pieces in a short time. Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry. Just give me as much as you have." Hua Qingxue's attitude is very easygoing, "when the goods arrive, I'll send someone to pick it up."

She left her address in another hospital and reported her name. The shopkeeper almost knelt down!

"It's Mrs. soldier!"

Hua Qingxue smiles and leaves the cloth line with romu.

The two women got into the carriage, and the carriage moved on slowly, as if to continue.

The man on the teahouse looked at it for a long time and laughed with amusement: "I can't imagine that the soldier's wife of Daqi is really beautiful. It turns out that the comic book is not all fake. How can there be no warrior to protect the flowers around you

He got up to get ready to go down. He was pulled by another man with a knife at the table. "Wait a minute, your highness."

The man's smile is frivolous, "don't worry, ah Cheng, I won't be abrupt, but I'll get to know her."

"Your Highness, take a closer look." The man with a knife glanced at the bottom without expression.His highness frowned and impatient, as he said.

“…… Fu tingye is very protective of this soldier's wife. " His highness saw his eyes and eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose.

It seems that Hua Qingxue only took a servant girl. In fact, she arranged dark guards around the front and back of her carriage to protect him in silence.

There is no doubt that this must be Fu tingye's arrangement.

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