Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 79 Making Incense (2)
Everyone took a break from their busy schedule, and a few pairs of beautiful eyes swept over their faces together, smiling brightly.

Kuyi wiped the dirt for him lovingly, and said softly: "Go and see what the nanny has cooked, tell her to bring it here, you can help, their hands and feet are not very flexible."

Xiao Qing happily responded and ran away in a hurry.

For him, being able to help a little bit is also a great joy.

Ku Yi looked at his jumping back, with mixed feelings in his heart, for more than half a year, he never missed his mother, and there was a sensible silence on his small face, the cruel life taught him to be patient very early.

How many nights, he woke up crying from his dream, and fell asleep in a daze under her caress.Slowly, he got used to his sister's comfort and the life without a mother by his side, but Kuyi occasionally went to look for him in the bamboo pavilion, and found that his face was covered with tears, and he stared at the pomegranate tree in the opposite pomegranate dock in a daze. , pomegranate is the month's mother's favorite red, the favorite fruit.

Bright red eyes, sweet heart, and he and she never eat.It seems to keep, is to keep the mother.

Kuyi always walks away quietly, leaving him a little space to miss, and let him think freely, which is also happiness.

It's better than having no one to miss, no one to talk to.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" Shui Su yelled while wiping flower juice all over her face.

Shui Su pointed at her face, giggling coquettishly.

Kuyi came back to her senses, and wiped jasmine powder all over her face. The group of people refused to give in, and all kinds of pollen were flying all over the sky, scattered everywhere.

"Oh, my little aunts! Is this making makeup or praying for rain?" Shan's nanny took the seven-brocade red sandalwood tray and quickly stood up, with a pair of kind eyes and a smile.

Jing Fu's mother recovered slightly from her illness and refused to lie down. Then she came and put the fragrant nanmu with the double lotus pattern of Yuxi on the table while laughing: "A group of crazy girls don't scatter flowers and leaves at the moment. If you get lost, don't ask Fu's mother to blow it. Little son, don't pay attention to them, we will eat first, and whoever is the last will take the bowl and chopsticks, I will be happy."

What he said made everyone laugh, as if the garden was closed, but it was just another kind of intimacy.

No matter how hard it is, there is joy in it.

The Jieqi Garden is full of enthusiasm and fragrance.

Five days later, on the red sandalwood table in the courtyard, there were packets of balsamic powder, and the green lotus leaves were boiled in boiling water and dried, and used to pack the powder, and the fragrance was even more charming.

The two mothers are good at weaving, and they have sent over a hundred delicate designs of dowry.

The most indispensable thing in the garden is all kinds of exotic grasses, and the best ones to weave are yellow grasses, which are reddish yellow in color, bright in golden light, and have an antique flavor.The nanny makes a cabbage-shaped dowry, and the dowry body cover is weaved with bright flowers, or broken branches, or a flower, or a vine, or in full bloom, or in buds, all of which are lifelike, as if they were real flowers, dazzling.

The few people were overjoyed, and one by one carefully picked out the appropriate makeup and put it on, the blue purse, the red and yellow dowry, which made the case so beautiful that it was so beautiful.

Shui Su folded his arms and said with a smile: "If it was placed in the market, I would have stopped."

"Who wouldn't buy it? Naturally, everyone will grab the beautiful things!" Huan Yan patted the powder in her hand and laughed.

Jin Lie held the bitter barley on her arm, and said foolishly: "Miss, I really can't bear to give it to someone else. Such a good powder is ruined by ordinary people for nothing. I hope it will end up with a pure and beautiful woman."

"I'm a nympho again. The real beauties are all in the deep palace and the palace, and the girls in the deep boudoir usually stay at home. I'm afraid it's the girls and Xiaojiabiyu who can see it." Huanyan glanced at her, stretched out her hand to tease her The Liuhai hanging down suddenly screamed: "Ouch!" He covered his eyes with one hand.

Kuyi shook his head and smiled, "Have you gotten into the powder? Tell you to wash your hands, keep still, and appreciate your own achievements. It will be all right now. How uncomfortable it is to be blinded. Let go, I see." Look!"

Huanyan bared her teeth, flinched and said, "Miss, take it easy!"

Ku Yi laughed: "If I knew it was like this, why be naughty." Grabbing her fidgeting hand, rolled over her eyelids, moistened her with a handkerchief, and smiled: "Okay, the tears are rolling out, open your eyes." Let's go!"

Huanyan squinted her eyes, half opened her eyes slightly, and said happily, "It's comfortable, I can't rub the sand in my eyes, it's really not bad at all."

At the end, he pointed behind her and exclaimed, "Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!"

The voice was trembling, and dragged on for a long time, startled Kuyi, glared at her and said: "Dizzy? The sky is bright and bright, why are you talking nonsense!"

"No, miss! There really is a ghost, I saw it too, black clothes and white hair, invisible, so scary, it flashed into that cave." Jing Die grabbed Shui Su's arm, trembling, pale Face, dare not look up.

Su Jinli couldn't help clasping her hands together, shivering and said, "Really? You all saw it?"

The two mothers looked at each other, and Nanny Shan shook her head and said, "How is it possible? Black clothes and white hair? Our garden has been isolated from the world for a long time. Except for us going out to get some monthly allowances, who has ever stepped forward? Now it is closed again. Once we leave the garden, let us fend for ourselves, and no ghost will fly away."

At the end, Nanny Shan grasped Kuyi's wrist and said tremblingly, "Ghosts can fly, right?"

Kuyi wanted to laugh, so she pursed her lips and said lightly, "Pack up your hands, the wind is strong, so you won't be blinded again. Let me take a look, the garden has not been populated for several years, even ghosts are wonderful."

At the end, he grabbed the yellow chrysanthemum pollen on the side and wiped it thoroughly on his snow-white face. A bright yellow face seemed to come out of the yellow mud, and it returned to the withered appearance before. Shui Su and the others were stunned.

(End of this chapter)