The most difficult female boss in history

Chapter 162 Clothing
After entering the city gate and passing through the bustling street, Xiao Mingzhu leaned on Aunt Qiao's shoulder in a nonchalant manner, and yawned from time to time. Aunt Qiao couldn't stand it and patted her on the arm: "Miss, clothes Will wrinkle."

"It's time to make new clothes for the new year when I return home, and I will make two more clothes for my aunt." Xiao Mingzhu narrowed her eyes and yawned weakly.In order to go back home early, she got up early in the morning and hurried on her way. The swaying of the carriage made people feel sleepy.

Aunt Qiao: "..."

Is she worried about her clothes?
She was afraid that the old lady would find fault with the girl again after she returned to the mansion, and then she would dislike her.

Nanny Shang squinted her eyes and flung her wink away, but Aunt Qiao swallowed what she still wanted to persuade.

The letter that should be sent was sent back to the house yesterday, and the rest is not something they can decide.If the old lady didn't get rid of her feelings for the girl, even if the skirt of the girl's body wasn't wrinkled, she wouldn't like it much.Presumably the girl knew it well in her heart, so she lost those cocoons.

"Girl, we're almost there!" The voice of Uncle Lu who was driving came in.

Xiao Mingzhu opened her eyes and sat up straight. Aunt Qiao immediately seized the gap, smoothed out the wrinkles on Xiao Mingzhu's clothes, pushed some broken hair behind her ears, and straightened the flower hairpin on her head.

"Auntie, do you think it's okay now?" Xiao Mingzhu let her take care of her, with a smile on her face.

Aunt Qiao nodded in satisfaction: "Well, dignified and tidy appearance is the style of everyone."

Xiao Mingzhu stuck out her tongue at her.

The housekeeper at the gate of the general's mansion had been waiting with his servants for a long time, and immediately removed the threshold, allowing Uncle Lu to drive the carriage directly into the mansion from the side door.

Uncle Lu waited for the servants to retreat, and Nanny Shang got out of the carriage first, arranged a small stool for Xiao Mingzhu, and stretched out her hand to help Xiao Mingzhu get off the carriage.

Looking at the unfamiliar bluestone courtyard, Xiao Mingzhu took a deep breath, and the previous lazy Yan Xiao disappeared, replaced by energetic and fighting spirit.

came back.

Aunt Qiao sighed softly: "Girl, Nanny Shang will accompany you to greet the old lady. The old servant will go back to the courtyard first to check the preparations in the courtyard, okay?"

"Okay." Xiao Mingzhu answered without hesitation, and walked towards the main courtyard without any hesitation.

She had just arrived at the gate of the main courtyard when she saw Song Yuru leading a few maids to greet her, and said with a coquettish smile, "Sister is here, my aunt and grandma have been waiting for my sister for a long time, and I was still talking about it just now." But he recognized what he said, and regarded himself as the master of the family, while Xiao Mingzhu was just a guest who came to visit.

Xiao Mingzhu turned straight to the side, avoiding Song Yuru's arm that was about to hold her, but Song Yuru's arm was raised in mid-air in embarrassment, and her eye circles couldn't help turning red.

Xiao Mingzhu said bluntly: "Cousin Song, I know you are very sad that my aunt and grandmother passed away, but no matter how sad you are, you have to take care of it." She didn't explain what she said, but everyone present could understand it.

If you want to cry, please go home and cry, don't bring bad luck to others!
Song Yuru silently wiped away the tears on her face, bit her lip, and said, "Yuru lost her composure, go and wash up first."

"Go." Xiao Mingzhu said.

Song Yuru turned around and ran into the Nuan Pavilion next to her.

Xiao Mingzhu was taken aback.

Cha Xiang next to him was afraid that Xiao Mingzhu would misunderstand, and couldn't help it, and said: "The old lady put the cousin girl in the small courtyard to the east."

The small courtyard in the east is the guest courtyard.

It seems that grandmother is not a fool, Song Yuru may have to work harder!

Xiao Mingzhu was not upset by this trivial matter at all, she nodded, and said calmly: "Yes."

The little girl had already gone in to report, Cha Xiang went to open the curtain in person, Xiao Mingzhu helped Nanny Shang's hand into the room.Standing by the door, she untied her cloak, took off the snowflakes and dust on her clothes, and then took a few steps forward, and respectfully saluted Mrs. Xu: "Grandmother, Mingzhu is back."

Mrs. Xu just glanced at her, "Get up."

Xiao Mingzhu also got up, stood aside, didn't say anything, even her gaze was extraordinarily orderly.

Mrs. Xu couldn't help turning her head to look at her again, feeling a little displeased.

Sister Ming's behavior at the moment can be said to be proper and proper. She is a real lady, gentle and decent, even the smile on her face is flawless, but the smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes.

There is no kindness and anticipation that a granddaughter should have when seeing her grandmother.

Mrs. Xu's dissatisfaction can be seen by several people in the room, and everyone's faces are full of worry.

Mother Ru couldn't help but sigh in her heart, old madam, what do you want? Does the girl not suit your wishes?

The door curtain was opened again, and Song Yuru led a few girls in. As soon as she entered the door, she chirped: "Auntie, the cloth shop has sent clothes."

Xiao Mingzhu was really shocked, just now she was reprimanded by her and was full of grievances, but she returned to normal in a blink of an eye?Besides, she is a hostess cousin, she just needs to stay quietly at the mansion, and even the mansion is busy with things like making winter clothes, making herself like a servant.

However, the grandmother knew that she was going back to the house today, and asked Bu Zhuang to bring over the clothes. It seemed that she didn't take her going back home seriously at all; or, it was just for her to see.

It doesn't matter.

Mammy Ru instructed the maids to push all the fabrics on a long table by the window, and said to Xiao Mingzhu with a smile: "Miss, come and see, there is something you like."

Xiao Mingzhu didn't want the scene to continue to be so embarrassing, it would make her feel like she was sitting on a needle cushion, she followed the direction of the mother, and her eyes fell on the pile of cloth wrapped in Gebu on the table.

Song Yuru unwrapped a package and was carefully looking at the fabric inside. Hearing Mammy Ru's words, she hurriedly put the fabric in her hand on the table with a flustered expression, and retreated to Mrs. Xu, cursing in her heart. Rumo, a person who doesn't know what to do, said with a pitiful face: "Yuru chose the fabric for her sister on her own, if it doesn't suit her, don't be angry with Yuru."

Xiao Mingzhu was so angry that she wanted to laugh, she didn't want to talk to Song Yuru, but she was fine, and sent him to the door to look for smoke.

The corner of her mouth curled up, and she said bluntly, "Thank you, Cousin Song, for choosing the fabric for me."

Song Yuru shivered for a moment, and smiled cautiously: "You're welcome, of course you're welcome."

Xiao Mingzhu got up, stretched out her hand to touch the piece of fabric that Song Yuru had been groping for, and then looked at Song Yuru meaningfully: "Cousin Song really has a good eye."

Song Yuru hated it to death.

Of course her vision is good, that piece of fabric is not only the most expensive in this pile, but also the best pattern and color, if it is used to make an eight pomegranate skirt, it will be beautiful and eye-catching.

She said aggrievedly: "It's good that my sister likes it."

(End of this chapter)