You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 361
After hearing Nian Xia's words, Wen Qing'er smiled and said: "I have enough dresses, but my brother has grown too fast this year, and I can't wear the clothes made by the family. I'm afraid my mother won't be able to make it in time." , so I just help my mother."

Wen Qinger asked the accompanying maids to wait at the door first, and only brought Nian Xia in. Nian Xia had just received an errand from Xichun a few days ago, and was not very familiar with the layout of the small warehouse, so she specially sent someone to call Liao Xichun came over.

I haven't seen Xichun for a few days, now I feel that Xichun's face has lost a lot, and her round face has become a pointed chin.

He was still wearing last year's winter clothes, and it was distressing to look at the emptiness under the clothes, but he was still in good spirits, and it was reassuring to look at.

"The servant greets the girl."

Without waiting for Xichun to bow down, Wen Qing'er hurriedly supported Xichun, took Xichun's hand up and down and looked at it carefully: "Why are you so thin? Didn't you eat well or sleep well on weekdays?"

Xichun is busy in the woodshed and small kitchen on weekdays, and seldom sees the girl. She only feels that she has grown a lot taller after not seeing her for a month or two. .

"The servant is good at everything, but in the past, she only enjoyed the blessings of the girls, and she eats and drinks spicy food with the girls all day long, so she is fat and out of shape. Now I just take this opportunity to lose weight, and the servant is very satisfied. "

Seeing that Xichun's words did not seem to be fake, Wen Qing'er felt relieved, and only turned around and asked Nianxia to send Xichun some food, for fear that Xichun would be wronged and dare not speak up.

The servants in this mansion more or less watch the dishes, Xichun used to be the number one maid by her side, and everyone had to call her sister wherever she went.

But now it's not as good as before, I don't know why those little maids are gossiping behind their backs!
Xichun was grateful in her heart, and didn't dare to waste the girl's time, so she hurriedly found several boxes of cloth and asked Wen Qing'er to choose carefully.

Most of Wen Qinger's small warehouses are made of brightly colored materials, which are suitable for making dresses for herself. There are only five or six pieces of color suitable for men.

Wen Qing'er twirled the brocade with her fingers, and in the end she only chose one with dark indigo twill and one with moon-white engraved with silver cloud patterns. Her brother treats her best on weekdays, and she should also think of him.

On weekdays, my brother's clothes are either light blue or moon white, but Ying Yu always wears dark colors. He looks solemn and solemn, but he doesn't have the vitality of seventeen or eighteen.

This moon white one was left to Ying Yu, who would look like a handsome young man after wearing it.

In terms of looks, she is one of the best in the capital, but now that she is wearing this dress, she will "overwhelm" the white-faced young men in the capital!
Wen Qing'er couldn't wait, so she hurriedly asked someone to carry the two pieces of cloth into the house, emptied the desk, took out the cloth and spread it out, and kept gesturing with her hands, estimating Ying Yu's size in her heart.

The stacks of books on the table were all placed on the ground by Wen Qinger. Wen Qinger didn't want anyone to help, so Nian Xia and Fu Ling could only collect all the books scattered on the ground, lest the girl trip over without checking.

Just after collecting a few books, Fu Ling patted the paper in her hand, and the book in her hand shook, and a piece of paper folded in three floated out from it.

Fu Ling picked up the piece of paper to look at it, and suddenly let out a small exclamation in her throat.

Wen Qing'er was only concerned with gesticulating the fabric, and didn't notice Fu Ling's movement, but Nian Xia took a look at Fu Ling.

Fu Ling hurriedly closed the paper in her hand, but unexpectedly, Nian Xia looked at her rightly.

(End of this chapter)