Rudonghai

Chapter 167

Chapter 167
Gu Yunxiao said with a smile: "No matter what, Miss Wen and I will never see each other again. It's just that she ran to Beijing without knowing it clearly. If that cousin had left here long ago, it would have been a waste of time. .”

When the carriage arrived at Zhuque Street, there was the shouting of lively hawkers, she raised the curtain slightly, and ordered: "Stop the car, I'm going down to have a look."

Qiu Hong asked strangely: "Whatever you want to buy, you can just tell your slaves, why do you need a girl to go in person?"

Qiu Lu tugged at her sleeve, pointed to the cloth shop outside, Qiu Hong suddenly realized: "Girl, be careful where you step."

Knowing that the two maids saw it, Gu Yunxiao was a little embarrassed, and went straight to Buzhuang with a blushing face.

The shopkeeper's wife came up to welcome her, and said with a smile, "I don't know what the girl wants to buy. There are a lot of newly arrived fabrics with bright colors, which are very suitable for the girl to tailor clothes."

Gu Yunxiao lowered his voice and asked, "Are there any fabrics suitable for men?"

After hearing this, the shopkeeper's lady's smile remained unchanged: "Do you want to tailor clothes for your family, or for your husband-in-law? There are dark and light colors, young-looking ones, and stable ones, all of which are available."

She enthusiastically welcomed Gu Yunxiao to the back cubicle, and saw that the clothes on the two servant girls, Qiuhongqiulv, were not worn by ordinary people. Naturally, such a big benefactor had to serve him properly.

The shopkeeper's wife brought all the best fabrics from the cloth shop to her mother-in-law, and placed them in front of Gu Yunxiao one by one.

She glanced at it, and soon settled on a piece of fabric with dark indigo patterns.I don't know how the dark lines are rendered, layer upon layer, simple and gorgeous.Wearing it on Xiao Xilin's body, it will naturally add a sense of immortality.

The shopkeeper's lady smiled from ear to ear, and praised: "The girl has good eyesight, this is the best material in the cloth shop. It took an old master a year to render it, and only this one is the only one. , is unique in Beijing.”

unique?
This alone moved Gu Yunxiao's heart. She stretched out her hand to caress the material. It was soft and thin, indeed high-quality, and it matched Xiao Xilin's identity.

But the price is even more shocking.

Gu Yunxiao was a little hesitant. Qiuhong had already ordered the shopkeeper's wife to send the cloth to the Zhen Guohou's mansion, and the latter responded repeatedly, and asked the mother-in-law to send some bright cloth: "Why don't you buy a dress, there is also a reason for this." The other horse rendered by the master has a slightly different texture, but it can complement this one."

Before Gu Yunxiao could open her mouth, Qiuhong had already decided to buy all the fabrics, and still sent them to the Hou Mansion.

I bought Xiao Xilin's and picked my own, so of course Mrs. Zhen Guohou couldn't be missing.

She chose two bolts of vermilion silk and satin. Although there were no large dark lines, there were only small lines at the corners, which looked like white peonies in full bloom, which made her happy.

The peony is the most suitable for Mrs. Zhen Guohou.

After getting into the carriage, Gu Yunxiao estimated the price, thinking that he would have to use up the banknotes in his brocade box to make up enough.

Qiuhong saw what she was thinking, covered her mouth and smiled, "Where do we need to use the girl's own money, except of course the piece of cloth bought for the adults."

Since it's a gift for someone else, it's not easy to ask Xiao Xilin to pay for it.

It's just a piece of cloth, Gu Yunxiao's body can definitely afford it.

"As for the rest, just keep it in the adult's account. Before you come out, the adult ordered that no matter what the girl buys, you should keep it in the account. If the girl doesn't agree, the adult also said that his money is the girl's money. The girl uses her own money, so there is no need to distinguish it."

Hearing this, Gu Yunxiao couldn't help but feel sweet.She thought of the indigo dark-patterned fabric, and thought of rushing to work, she might be able to cut out a coat in half a month.

I don't know if my female celebrity can satisfy Xiao Xilin.

As soon as the carriage entered the mansion, Qiu Hong couldn't help being a little surprised: "It seems that there are guests here, which is really rare."

And it wasn't a guest from Zhen Guohou's mansion, but the carriage stopped at the gate of Xiao's mansion.

Qiu Lu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Waiting in front of the carriage is the maid named Yueying next to Miss Wen."

Gu Yunxiao was surprised, but she covered her face, Wen Ruqi only called her maid, and Qiu Lu actually remembered her?
Seeing her surprised, Qiuhong explained: "Qiu Lusu has never forgotten her, since that maidservant has met once, she will recognize her naturally."

Thinking about the cousin that Miss Wen kept saying just now was the cousin who came to Beijing to find her finger pulp to marry, could it be that this fiancé-in-law has something to do with Mrs. Xiao?

She comforted Gu Yunxiao and said, "Maybe it's Taifu Xiao's subordinates, Miss Wen begged to come to the door. This matter has to be reported to Madam Zhen Guohou, after all, there is no female family member in Xiao's residence who can greet Miss Wen."

Hearing this, Gu Yunxiao just thought of the huge Xiao Mansion. Xiao Xilin didn't even have a concubine or housemaid by her side, and even the maid didn't like to use it. Xiao Jiawei was all around her, and there was not even a rough envoy who cleaned the front yard. The mother-in-law never had one.

Wen Ruqi came to the door with her maid, which really made Mrs. Xiao difficult.

As soon as Qiuhong said this, Mrs. Zhen Guohou raised her eyebrows and said, "You said that girl's surname is Wen?"

"That's right, that's exactly the case." Gu Yunxiao was puzzled, and hesitated, "Does Madam know her? It is said that she came to Beijing specially to meet her husband-in-law who is getting married, and she came from Luoshui."

"If it's Luoshui, then there's nothing wrong with it." Mrs. Zhen Guohou didn't hide anything from her, and said directly: "The third girl may not know that Lord Hou's surname is Wen."

Gu Yunxiao was taken aback for a moment, she only knew Zhen Guohou, and never knew his name.Unexpectedly, Master Hou's surname is Wen, so isn't Xiao Xilin's biological mother also surnamed Wen?

"Master Hou also has a younger sister in Luoshui, but it's not his own sister, but the adopted daughter adopted by the old lady later." Mrs. Zhen Guohou sneered, brushing the broken hair from her temples: "She considers herself the daughter of the old lady. Afterwards, when the old lady died, the family was divided, and Lord Hou inherited the family business. It happened that her husband was going to be sent to Luoshui, so he followed. After more than ten years, I thought she had finally calmed down. It seems that Wait here."

She looked at Gu Yunxiao and explained: "At the beginning, Lord Hou only had such a younger sister, but he often had to go out to fight with the old man. It just so happened that one of the sisters of the old lady who was out of Wufu passed away, leaving behind a daughter who was about the same age as my sister-in-law. Big, I want to be able to accompany my sister-in-law and talk to my sister-in-law. She has a clever mouth and coaxes the old lady and my sister-in-law to be happy. I don’t know when she proposed that they will get married in the future, and they will give birth to a boy and a girl. Then we will get married."

"Sister-in-law was young, so she followed the trend. The old lady was cautious. She didn't leave any documents, but only verbal words. Later, she was released with her husband, and she left for more than ten years. Don't talk about Lord Hou, it's just me. Forget about it, who knew that she not only took it seriously, but also sent her daughter to Beijing?"

Mrs. Zhen Guohou was afraid that Gu Yunxiao would misunderstand her, so she said it plainly: "I also heard my sister-in-law mention this incident by chance, and I didn't take it to heart when she was ill. If you hadn't met this girl surnamed Wen today, I'm afraid I can't remember."

She told Xueyan to go to the cabinet and take out an old box, and opened it. There were more than a dozen letterheads inside, but they were already yellowed. I don't know how long ago it was.

"Back then, this girl from the Wen family was sent out with her husband and son-in-law. The old lady and sister-in-law were still there, so she would write letters every now and then. It's a pity that the distance is far away, and it's not easy to send letters. Especially after a few years, when there was a flood and the boats couldn't get through, the letters stopped. It's down. It's also Master Hou who missed the old days, packed up the old lady and sister-in-law's things, and left Lin'er thinking about it. He also left a few letters to the old lady here for me to keep."

Mrs. Zhen Guohou talked about the past, curled her lips and said: "Her surname is Wen, and her husband's family name is not Wen. When I first got married, this girl was sweet-talking, but I couldn't understand her husband-in-law's obsequious look. .If you let your daughter be surnamed Wen, don’t you just call yourself a son-in-law who stepped in the door? Fortunately, the two elders of the husband’s family died early, otherwise I’m afraid I’m going to vomit blood.”

Gu Yunxiao was amused when he heard the last one.

"Her father is so good at management, this girl is probably not far behind. It may not be a coincidence that she will meet Sanya in Baiyun Temple. If we meet again in the future, it is better for Sanya to stay away from her."

Mrs. Zhen Guohou slapped her knees, got up and said: "I just remember to explain to you, but I forgot to go to Xiao's mansion to help Lin'er get rid of that girl. There is no female family member in the mansion to help, so I just chased away everything. Go to the door?"

She glanced at Gu Yunxiao teasingly, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, it won't be long before the Xiao Mansion finally has a master, so I don't have to worry about everything."

Gu Yunxiao's cheeks were burning hot from the sight of Mrs. Zhen Guohou, so she greeted her and said, "Rin'er's face always causes trouble, and I don't know how many girls have been fascinated by it. It's inevitable that the girl surnamed Wen will see you." He can't walk anymore, I'm afraid there will be a lot of girls coming to the house in the future, so I'd better go and see them directly, how about practicing my hand?"

Without waiting for her to agree, Mrs. Zhen Guohou dragged Gu Yunxiao to the Xiao Mansion next door, and naturally walked through the small door in the backyard.

Sitting in the flower hall, Xiao Xilin glanced at Wen Ruqi who had a shy face under her eyes, only feeling a headache.

He had never heard that he had a wife who was married with his fingertips. Now this girl not only came to the door, but also brought a letter from her biological mother.

Xiao Xilin looked at the letter paper in her hand, and unconsciously stroked it with her fingertips.This is indeed the handwriting of his biological mother, and he will never admit it wrong.

Who was it written to? He knew that in Luoshui there was a sister-in-law of Zhen Guohou who was raised by the old lady in pity for her mother's loss. She married within a few years and was sent to Luoshui with her husband.

He has never met in ten years or even passed a letter, so why did he let his only daughter come to Beijing to find him, fulfilling the promise of marrying him with his fingertips?

It's really ridiculous, but Wen Ruqi brought letters, not only from his biological mother, but even from the old lady.It is possible to imitate handwriting, but it is impossible to completely imitate a little habit of writing.

These are all authentic works, so it is true?
(End of this chapter)

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