Son of Heaven Assistance System

Chapter 202 Red Cover
Aunt Xie let out an "ah" in distress, and regardless of the scissors still waving in Bai Xiannan's hand, she reached out and snatched the broken red hijab.

"Why are you angry with it..."

Aunt Xie tremblingly unfolded her red hijab.

The embroidery threads that were originally neatly arranged at the breach were broken in pieces at this time, and it was completely impossible to tell that the embroidery was mandarin ducks playing in the water. Aunt Xie stared at the breach, but the breach was shining brightly on the hijab. The center of the criss crossed into a fork.

Aunt Xie saw Bai Xiannan with a stubborn face and Bai Xiannan's resentful eyes through the hole in the scarlet hijab.

"Are you blaming me?"

Aunt Xie heard Bai Xiannan's questioning.

She didn't answer, but turned around and carefully put away the broken red hijab.

But this move angered Bai Xiannan even more.

She rushed to Aunt Xie's side like crazy, grabbed the red hijab again, threw it directly to the ground, and stepped on it.

"Let you embroider! Let you rob!..."

"Bai Xiannan, what are you going crazy about! This hijab didn't offend you, no matter who you marry, you have to put on this hijab, don't step on it, don't step on it..."

Aunt Xie anxiously wanted to stop her, but Bai Xiannan pushed her away.

The 14-year-old Bai Xiannan is indeed just a girl, but even a girl, once she goes crazy, her strength is terrifying.

Aunt Xie staggered back, and finally fell to the ground.

Bai Xiannan stared at Aunt Xie who looked astonished with resentment, and at the same time, she did not forget to stomp hard on the red hijab that she had twisted.

"Is there anything rare! I don't want the Wang family! It's just a bastard, how can you compare with Wei Lang!"

"...Even you are still laughing at me for being overconfident! I don't think I'm good enough for Wei Lang!"

Maybe it was because Aunt Xie's eyes were too mournful, or maybe Bai Xiannan had completely vented her anger.

After a short period of hysteria, Bai Xiannan turned around decisively and left.

After a long time, Aunt Xie slowly leaned forward and picked up the red hijab again.

The hijab became even more dilapidated and covered with a lot of dust.

Aunt Xie shook her head, patted the ash lightly, and pressed the hijab to her face in pain.

This is the big red hijab.

It is her unattainable dream...

Whether Bai Xiannan married the young master of the Wang family or the young master of the Wei family, Aunt Xie had no objection, after all, she had never met either the young masters of the Wang family or the young masters of the Wei family.

But if you talk about your own thoughts, Aunt Xie is more fond of the young master of the Wang family.

Regardless of whether it is the Wang family or the Wei family, they are all aristocratic families anyway, and she can't lose her daughter in terms of food, drink and material. Compared with the Wei family in Qingzhou, the Wang family, which is as close as the eyelids, makes Aunt Xie feel more at ease.

But these thoughts were just in her mind.

Want to express it?That is impossible.

Although she gave birth to Bai Xiannan, it was the eldest lady who called "mother" to Bai Xiannan, and she was just an aunt, a concubine.

Even when Uncle Bai asked her opinion with a smile on his face, she could only follow Uncle Bai's wishes and say against her will: "The young master of the Wei family seems to be more promising. Knowing people, his vision is better than Da Furen's."

Uncle Bai was satisfied with what he heard, but Aunt Xie felt even more sad for herself.

Over the years, Aunt Xie's life has indeed been rich and worry-free, but every time she dreams back at midnight, she would rather that she was not favored by the Zhong family at the beginning, and that she would only end up as a village woman.

At least she can always wear a red hijab and a red wedding dress.

Even if life is not good, as long as she can put a red cloth on her head, she will be happy.

She was hopeless in this life, so she transferred all these good things to Bai Xiannan.

Bai Xiannan twisted the red hijab that Aunt Xie had carefully prepared for her, and why didn't she smash the dream that Aunt Xie never had but was so extravagantly looking forward to?
"Auntie is cold on the ground, get up quickly."

I don't know when Aunt Xie's personal servant girl entered the room, and she knelt and sat beside Aunt Xie, she stretched out her hand tremblingly as she spoke, trying to help Aunt Xie up.

Aunt Xie didn't struggle, and obediently borrowed the strength from the servant girl's hand to stand up.

The servant girl continued: "Auntie's hijab is torn and dirty, you give it to the maidservant, and the maidservant goes and throws away the hijab."

Aunt Xie slowly turned her head to look at the servant girl, her expression was full of worry and panic.

Aunt Xie said: "No need, you go out."

"Yes."

"...Also, not a single word of what happened today is allowed to spread to Jiang Fuju."

"The servant girl understands."

...

By the end of October in Jingde's 19th year, the preparatory work for Bai Jitong's wedding was basically completed.

After the big wedding, Bai Jitong will move out. In the yard where he lives now, the eldest lady has arranged for him a larger yard, which is farther away from Bai Jiyuan and Bai Jiyi, as Bai Ji's residence after his marriage.

Now the courtyard is basically well-arranged, although it is not yet inhabited, but the maidservant is ready to sweep it from time to time.

The betrothal gifts given by the Bai family to the Sun family, as well as the dowry subsidies privately given by the Bai family to Sun Xiangming, were all carried to the Sun family in several batches in mid-October.

On the day of Nazheng, it was the eldest lady who went to the Sun family in person with the dowry. The eldest lady took the lead in a sedan chair, and the servants who carried the dowry behind her stretched as far as the eye could see.

On that day, Jing Wu also followed the eldest lady as usual, and it was the first time he saw Jing Wu in such a big battle. On the way, Jing Wu was still worried that there were too many things, and the Sun family would not be able to put them down.

But when he really arrived at Sun's house, Jing Wu found that his worries were unnecessary.

Sun's father has no official status, so the Sun's house is hung on the lintel of the Sun's house.

Although Sun's residence is not as large as the White House, it is still very large.

So big that it feels empty.

Seeing so many betrothal gifts being carried into Sun's house and so many servants and maids coming in and out of Sun's house, Jing Wu gradually felt that Sun's house had a lively atmosphere.

On the day Nazheng was recruited, Sun Xiangming did not show up in front of everyone, but Jing Wu still saw her.

Because in addition to many betrothal gifts and subsidies, the eldest lady also prepared a few maids for Sun Xiangming, and the third lady also prepared some stickers for Sun Xiangming, all of which need to be handed over by Jing Wu.

Jing Wu took four maids and followed Mrs. Sun's mother-in-law to Sun Xiangming's room.

Sun Xiangming's room had the same aura as the entire Sun residence.

Dressy, dated, and empty.

When everyone arrived, Sun Xiangming was sitting quietly by the window, embroidering a red hijab for herself.

Contrary to Jing Wu's expectation, Sun Xiangming's rust skills are excellent.

Sun Xiangming got up from the embroidery frame, smiled and said to Jing Wu: "I didn't expect you to come, thank you."

With a thank you, it is obvious that Jing Wu has already figured out the purpose of Jing Wu's arrival.

Jing Wu bowed slightly, and after performing the usual salutes, he also smiled gently and said: "Miss Sun, long time no see."

(End of this chapter)