Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1162: Two sister-in-laws with different styles
When Song Qingshu entered the room, only two people greeted an old mother with a silver temple. Song Qingshu thought that this might be the old ancestor in the maid’s mouth. When Fang wanted to see him, he was hugged by the other party. In his arms, my darling screamed and cried. ??
Song Qingshu's face is wonderful at this moment. He is also in his 20s or 30s. He is actually held in his arms and loved by others as a child.
Although he was awkward, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was worried about not knowing how to call the other person, which saved a lot of things.
"I really want to kill me." The old lady Yin took his hand, and felt that the more she looked at it, the happier she felt. It took a long time to remember something, and pointed to a few people next to her and said, "Go and ask your aunt and mother. Well, don’t forget your sister-in-law."
Song Qingshu observes words and looks, and from what she can see, she corresponds to the person she refers to. The biggest difference between the two typical middle-aged women is that the aunt's eyes are wandering, she is obviously a weak person, but Jinyi The son of the son's mother, the temperament is much more graceful and luxurious.
Song Qingshu cautiously pleased the two of them. When it was the old lady's turn to mention her sister-in-law, her eyes suddenly brightened. A graceful and quiet young woman sat there like that, with a graceful appearance, but it was a pity that she was the most beautiful woman. In the years of his life, there was a little lack of vitality in his eyes, as if he was not interested in anything in the world.
"I have seen my sister-in-law." Song Qingshu noticed that everyone else in the room was wearing red and green, and all the clothes were very gorgeous and bright, but she turned to plain clothes, and she couldn't help but secretly guess: Is it because she is now widowed? ?
The young woman nodded, and said a few words at random to be regarded as a salute. Her attitude was cold and indifferent. The others in the room seemed to be surprised, and no one showed anything strange.
The old lady Yin said again: "Please come, girls, Brother Bao is back today. Everyone is lively and there is no need to go to school." Everyone agreed and went to two.
When Song Qingshu heard Taohong talk about the in-laws in Jia's house on the boat before, he was a little skeptical. Now these people in the mansion are calling each one a baogebaoyiye, plus the same surname Jia...
Isn’t the Dream of Red Mansions messed up?
When Song Qing's book was in a mess, she quickly accepted this reality. After all, this world is really chaotic enough, and multiple Dreams of Red Mansions are no big deal.
Especially thinking of the women in the Dream of Red Mansions who are good at winning games, Song Qingshu is a little bit happy: I don’t know if Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai, Qin Keqing are there...
When I was thinking about it, I saw three nurses and five or six maids, surrounded by three sisters. Song Qingshu had to lament that these noble women came to pamper themselves, and secondly, the mothers were all beautiful women. Their appearance in this generation will definitely not be so bad.
The first one has slightly plump skin, fits the body, cheeks are fresh, greasy and goose fat, gentle and silent, and amiable.
The second one has a thin shoulders and a thin waist, a long figure, a duck-egg face, handsome eyes and eyebrows, looking forward to flying, the essence of writing, and forgetting the common.
The third one is undersized and is described as small. All three of them have the same makeup and accessories in their hairpin and ring skirt jackets.
Song Qingshu thought in her heart that these three girls are probably the three sisters, Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun, but now the world relies on his sister to be concubines in the palace. I don’t know if there is any reason to enter the palace in "Dream of Red Mansions". The concubine's first spring is coming.
The three girls only regarded them as their own brothers, and they couldn't help showing a smile of joy between their eyebrows, and they asked him quietly.
Song Qingshu was fragrant by the daughters of the three young girls, and the whole person was a little strange, and couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue: No wonder the young man in Jinyi has a trace of powdery air on his body, and he has been in such a daughter country since he was a child. It is impossible to be affected.
Suddenly only listened to the laughter of someone in the backyard, saying: "I'm late, I never welcome faraway customers!"
Song Qingshu said: "All of these people are holding their breath and holding their breath, so solemnly, who is this person, so rude and rude?" When I thought about it, I saw a group of daughter-in-laws and maids surrounded by one person. Come in from the back door.
This person is dressed differently from the other girls. The colorful embroidery is brilliant, and he looks like a fairy: wearing a golden silk and eight treasures on his head to make a beaded bun, adorns the five phoenixes of Chaoyang and hangs a pearl hairpin, and he wears a red gold scorpion ring The skirt is tied with a pea-green palace ribbon, double-balanced rosettes, and she is wearing a narrow coat of gold, butterfly and red satin, a colorful engraved satin and silver satin coat, and a jade dress with flowers and crepe.
A pair of Danfeng triangle eyes, two curved willow leaves hanging from the eyebrows, the pink face is full of spring prestige, and the Dan lips smell before smiling.
Song Qingshu's heart was stunned: This woman looks like a shrewd and tough woman, so you must be careful to deal with it later, lest she see any flaws.
But he still couldn't help but look at each other a few more times. He was slender and coquettish. It was hard not to let a man think of a bed.
The old lady smiled and said: "Feng Lazi, you still have this bluffing character, and your uncle is not an outsider. What a far-flung guest."
Song Qingshu nodded secretly, and the guess in his heart was confirmed again. This slender and coquettish young woman must be Wang Xifeng.
Just listen to Wang Xifeng smiled and said: "Isn't he returning from a long trip, uncle, he is naturally a far away visitor."
"Always I can't talk about your mouth," the old lady said with a smile, her expression unconcerned at all, "The sky is almost over, let me prepare dinner."
Then he said to Song Qingshu: "Your father and uncle have something to do, so don't wait for them. Anyway, if they are there, everyone will not have a good meal. By the way, what about Brother Lian?" The last sentence was to Wang Xifeng. of.
Wang Xifeng smiled and said: "Return to the ancestors, he was recently responsible for preparing for the construction of the Grand View Garden, and he was running everywhere, just ignore him."
"It's a hard work for him." The old lady nodded.
Wang Xifeng immediately exasperated: "It's all part of the business, it should be done."
At this moment of speaking, the maid had already begun to arrange the banquet. The old lady naturally sat there motionless, while Wang Xifeng wisely helped An Qi, and Mrs. Wang took the pie, and the pretty widow whom Song Qingshu had been paying attention to before. rice.
Thanks to seeing the Dream of Red Mansions in his previous life, Song Qingshu has gradually figured out the identity of everyone at this time~ IndoMTL.com~ I don’t mention the ones I recognized before, so the identity of the Lord Jinyi is naturally Jia Baoyu. This old silver lady is obviously Jia's mother. That aunt should be Mrs. Xing. As for the pretty widow, it should be Li Wan, the widow of Jia Baoyu's brother Jia Zhu.
Jia's mother sits alone on the couch, then Mrs. Xing and Wang's husband sit down, and then everyone's eyes fall on Song Qingshu.
He couldn't help but secretly startled: It seems that this Jia Baoyu is a favorite. Wang Xifeng and Li Wan are his sister-in-laws, and they want to let him.
Song Qingshu reacted quickly and sat down without showing any traces. Then Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun took their seats in turn. Li Wan and Wang Xifeng finally sat down.
The maid next to him insists on whisking, rinsing, and toweling. Fortunately, Song Qingshu is a person who has experienced the palace. Naturally, he will not expose these noble details. The only thing that worries him is that there are people who are extremely close to Jia Baoyu. If there is a chat at the dinner table later, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to cope with it.
But he was overjoyed soon, because Jia's house obviously has a rule: no one talks during the meal. Although there are many maids waiting outside, they don't even hear a cough.
After the Jiran meal, each maid served tea with a small tea tray.
Jia's mother waved her hand and said, "You go, let us talk freely." Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang listened, got up and said two more gossips, Fang Yinfeng and Li went Up.
After those people left, Jia's mother motioned Song Qingshu to sit down next to her: "Tell me what I have played these days?"
Song Qingshu secretly complained that this kind of pull-up is the easiest way to expose flaws, not to mention the face of Jia's mother who is very fond of Jia Baoyu.
After a few words at random, and couldn't help but look at the sky outside, Song Qingshu couldn't help but worry secretly: I don't know if Zhiruo and Qi Fang are out of danger. 8More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading academy