The two men looked at Meng Shisan again, with a hint of worry in their eyes.
Meng Shisan was laughed at by them and said confidently: "Even if they are all dead, nothing will happen to me."
Although her outer shell is still a human body, There is a great demon soul inside, so self-preservation is not a problem.
"That's right! Those who do injustice will be punished by themselves!" Baozhu thought of Qiao Sang, "Just like Miss Qiao, she harms others and ends up harming herself!"
"Yes!" Jin Yin nodded repeatedly, and while nodding, he did not forget to remind Baozhu quietly, "Today is the day of Miss Qiao's burial, so we won't talk about her anymore."
She is timid and afraid of everything.
Gods, ghosts and demons are even more scary!
Baozhu was also in awe of ghosts and gods and quickly kept silent and never mentioned Qiao Sang again.
Dong Linglong has never seen Meng Shisan again since she said goodbye to him at Bixu Manor. Today is the day of Qiao Sang’s funeral. She is sitting in a teahouse on the street where Qiao’s funeral procession passes. , watching the Qiao family's funeral procession headed by Qiao Qiancheng slowly go away.
Li Bai waited until now before she dared to speak: "Miss, we should go to Jinxiu Cloth Village. We are late, and the second lady may have to come back here to look for us."
Dong Wushuang was not interested in Qiao Sang's burial, so he and Dong Linglong separated as soon as they left the Dong Mansion. Dong Linglong came to the teahouse in the east of the city to see with his own eyes the funeral procession of Qiao Sang, while Dong Wushuang went to the teahouse in the south of the city on Huaihua Street. Jinxiu Cloth Shop selects fabrics.
“Let’s go.” Dong Linglong nodded and stood up.
Li Bai went to pay for the tea, and the master and servant quickly got on the Dong family's cart and headed to Jinxiu Cloth Village.
Dong Wushuang picked out the most fashionable fabrics of the season at the Jinxiu Cloth Shop. She picked six pieces, two pieces each for herself and her mother, all of different patterns and colors.
Until the selection was finished, Dong Linglong was nowhere to be seen.
After waiting for a while, Jingying suggested: "Miss, next door is Chunfeng Embroidery Shop. Anyway, the eldest lady hasn't come yet. Would you like to go to the next door to get measured and choose the style of shirt and skirt?"
" Wait a minute." Dong Wushuang still wanted to see if Dong Linglong liked the fabric she picked for her eldest sister. If she didn't like it, then choose again.
The Dong Mansion is not a wealthy family. Although Dong Bu is already a third-rank official in the current dynasty, and there is some industry income in the manor, his financial background is small. In addition to daily expenses, as the three brothers and sisters of the Dong family grow up, it can be seen with your eyes. Weddings, betrothal gifts, and dowries all cost money, so Miao, the mistress, lived her life carefully.
For example, every season in Gaomen, a special cloth shop will send people to your door. Ladies and ladies can choose the fashionable fabric patterns of the season in the house without even leaving the house, and then the capital city will follow. Famous dressmakers come to your door to tailor the latest styles of clothing for ladies and ladies.
The real door cannot be opened without taking two steps.
Dong Mansion is different.
Whenever there are new clothes every season, Miao goes out to the cloth shop to pick the fabrics, and then goes to the embroidery shop to ask the embroiderers to tailor the clothes. It can't be compared to the craftsmanship of the top tailors in the capital.
However, they came from a poor family. When Dong Bu first entered the officialdom, he suffered all kinds of hardships. The mother and daughter never cared about it.
If the girls had not grown up and had to look for each other to get married, Miao would have even wanted to reduce the four-season clothes to two seasons.
After all, the annual expenses spent on Dong Bu and Dong Kuan account for most of the entire Dong Mansion's expenses.
Dong Bu was the one who inevitably needed to take care of things in his official career, while Dong Kuan was the one who spent money on pens, ink, paper, inkstones, books and copybooks for studying and learning.
When the girls are older, there will occasionally be times like today when Dong Wushuang goes out to pick out fabrics to make clothes by himself. The girls can pick the fabrics and colors they like and wear their own clothes. Miao is also happy and relaxed about the new clothes she likes.
Everyone is happy. After waiting for a cup of tea, I didn't expect to see Dong Linglong instead. Instead, I saw Fang Muchun covering her face and running over in tears.
Dong Wushuang was so startled that he immediately stood up, raised his skirt and chased after her: "Sister Yuanyuan!"
Fang Muchun suddenly heard a familiar voice. She turned around and saw that it was Dong Wushuang. The tears on her face fell even more fiercely, and she stood there choked and speechless.
“Sister Yuanyuan!” Dong Wushuang ran forward and looked at Fang Muxun’s eyes that were red from crying. She took Fang Muxun’s hand and said immediately, “This is no place for talking. Find a place to sit down and say. "
Looking around, she pulled Fang Muchun into a nearby bun shop.
Fang Muchun had long lost his backbone, and with tears falling, he let Dong Wushuang pull him and sat down at the bun shop.
He Xin's face was full of worry, and Jingying led him to sit down at the table next to him.
The waiter at the bun shop quickly served buns and tea.
"Sister Yuanyuan, what happened?" As soon as he sat down, Dong Wushuang asked straight away without mincing words.
Fang Muchun looked at Dong Wushuang and hesitated to speak. He did not say anything directly for a long time, but asked: "Wushuang, would it be okay if I were your sister-in-law?"
Dong Wushuang understood instantly It seems that the problem Sister Yuanyuan encountered is a matter of life: "Sister Yuanyuan, you know, I can't make the decision in this matter."
She is not the eldest brother, how would she know what the eldest brother wants? I don’t want to marry Sister Yuanyuan.
Whether it's good or not is up to her.
In terms of family status alone, Sister Yuanyuan's status as the granddaughter of the Imperial Academy's Jijiu Festival, whether it is her father and mother, or she and the eldest sister, are actually happy to see it happen.
However, because the eldest brother was raised by a concubine and was raised under his mother's knees since he was a child, the mother and the eldest brother are no different from the mother and son. However, after all, the eldest brother was not born by the mother, so although the mother He was very strict in disciplining his eldest brother, but he never forced him to do anything.
It was the eldest brother’s choice to take the imperial examination from literature.
The eldest brother is now twenty-one years old and has not yet started a family. He said that he would not consider the matter of minor admission until he is named on the gold medal list. This is also the eldest brother's decision.
My father never stopped me, and my mother never tried to change my eldest brother.
In a word, both father and mother have no objection to how the eldest brother wants to live his life, whether he wants to pursue literature or martial arts, and when he wants to marry a wife and have children.
Under this situation, the eldest brother's marriage is actually in his own hands.
Her parents can no longer influence who her eldest brother will choose as his wife. She and her eldest sister are even less likely to influence him, and neither can Guan Jian.
When Fang Muxun heard this, the tears that had just stopped suddenly surged again, and finally he covered his mouth and sobbed silently.
"But the house is going to have a love show for Sister Yuanyuan again?" Dong Wushuang has no other choice but to do a love show. She is thirteen this year and has not experienced a love show yet, but her eldest sister is already fifteen this year. But she has a lot of experience, and she knows a little bit about the situation of looking at each other, " It doesn’t matter, it won’t happen if it doesn’t work. My sister always does this. When the true fate comes, it will naturally fall into place. Sister Yuanyuan doesn’t have to be sad.” Will be sad.
She shook her head and tried to calm down her emotions.