Because of this incident, Song Jinyin felt a little depressed.
The past experiences in the Duke's Mansion made her gradually become calm and calm. Like Pei Yanzhou, she could no longer be touched by her heartstrings and was no longer easily sad.
But now, just the back of a woman walking unsteadily made her unable to recover for a long time.
Xiuxiu, who was in the living room, still stretched out her hand to let others smell her freshly applied balm.
Whether the balm is good or not can be guessed by looking at the box outside. Song Jinyin just glanced at it with her peripheral vision and knew that Xiuxiu would never pick up those buns.
"Song Ci, why did you go out and look so bad?"
Xiuxiu saw her coming in and greeted her with a smile, being extremely affectionate.
"Please have an extra bowl of hot soup when you have dinner later. The cooks in our embroidery shop are better at craftsmanship than those in this whole street. I will take you to the back in private to see what you want to eat. Let's tell them what they want to eat." !”
"Tsk, that's such a shame."
Lian Xiang's contemptuous voice came out, not intending to save any face for others, and her words were ridiculed.
"If you don't know, you might think those cooks are from your family. What do you want to eat? People say they are so awesome."
"Sister Lianxiang, I had some misunderstandings with Song Ci a few days ago. You are older than the two of us. You just want to say nice things to me now. Why are you so aggressive?"
Xiuxiu suppressed her temper, and although her eyes were not softened, her tone was a bit softer.
When the people next to him listened, they felt that Lian Xiang was too much, and they also turned their thoughts to Lian Xiang.
"But if Sister Lianxiang also wants to go to the kitchen to have a look, I can think of some ideas."
"We have been together for several years and I haven't heard you call me sister a few times. Now I can't afford to call you sister."
Lianxiang's contempt was naked on her face.
Then he seemed to think of something, covered his lips and said with a smile: "But what's the point of following me alone? If you are really so good and can be the master of the chefs, why not take us sisters to have a look and make more Cai, I think the embroidery masters know about it and don't dare to tell you, they will just let you do it."
"you......"
Xiuxiu was so aroused by the expression on her face that she clenched her teeth tightly and wrinkled the handkerchief slightly with her fingertips.
But in just a moment, the hand let go.
"I do have Aunt Xiuzhang who can talk. I wonder if Sister Lianxiang has anyone who can protect you?"
Song Jinyin watched the show for a long time.
The original dullness gradually dissipated, and when she saw Xiuxiu again, she felt a little more disgusted than before.
When she was in Kyoto, she visited Zhou Yan'an's embroidery workshop many times.
At that time, when she saw the happy scene inside, she felt that embroidery seemed to have an extra layer of meaning for her.
For example, everyone's concerted efforts, or the joy hidden in an embroidered picture.
But now it is just an ordinary Luo City, and this embroidery workshop is not half as big as Zhou Yan'an's, but troubles can arise from time to time.
If she hadn't been looking for a stable life so that she could work at home with peace of mind in a few months, she would probably have hesitated about this embroidery workshop.
"Sister Lianxiang, we have to eat early today."
Song Jinyin's thoughts only changed for a moment before she came back to her senses. She skipped Xiu Xiu and walked to the front, interrupting the back and forth between the two of them. "You can still take a few more stitches when you get back, so you don't have to make it too late."
"Okay, Xin Xiuzhang has opened up about this matter, and you will be the main one."
When it comes to business, Lianxiang is a little more serious.
However, this seriousness lasted only a moment. When he saw Xiuxiu next to him who had not yet returned to his position, he spoke again, which was quite strange.
"Actually, our embroidery workshop is quite good. I used to think that Xin Xiuzhang would be partial to some people with evil intentions. Now I see that for such a highly valued job, he didn't even think about that person at all. Tsk tsk... ...I don’t know if it’s because I don’t look down on someone’s skills, or if that person has done something that’s not worthy of publicity.”
As soon as Song Jinyin sat down, she frowned again when she heard this.
She didn't want Lianxiang to use this errand to provoke Xiuxiu.
And Xiuxiu suddenly changed her mind for some reason. Being blocked by Lianxiang, she actually had no intention of speaking. She only said a few words to Song Jinyin and then returned to her seat.
When people left, Song Jinyin finally lowered her voice and gave a warning.
"Sister Lianxiang, please don't use this matter as an excuse in the future. This kind of work can only be considered safe until the day it is handed over."
"Why, are you afraid that Xiuxiu will be angry and come to cut off what we made in the middle of the night?"
Lianxiang didn't take it seriously and glanced at Xiuxiu not far away while speaking.
"Don't worry. If this spring shirt is destroyed before it is sent to the prefect's mansion, Xiuxiu will be the first to escape. Everyone will guess that it is her, and she won't dare."
"But even if we all know it's her, what can we do?"
Song Jinyin raised her eyes and looked at it as if she mentioned it casually, but her eyes were a little deeper.
"If one day she really breaks out and causes trouble, the eldest girl in the Prefect's Mansion will probably not care about the reason for the mistake. She will only find us before Xiuxiu is punished. Let’s get lynched harder.”
"this......"
Lianxiang thought about it carefully, but she couldn't say anything to refute it.
It's not like Xiuxiu has never made trouble behind her back in the past, but it just didn't involve noble people from outside.
Now that this person has been frustrated, and he is such a scheming person, it may be difficult for him to become honest.
And what Song Ci said is right.
If such a thing really happened, Xiuxiu would only be punished in the embroidery workshop, but in the prefect's mansion, with the big girl's character, half of their lives would be lost if they couldn't protect them.
"I was careless."
Lian Xiang frowned.
But when I thought about how she had to endure Xiuxiu's face in the future, I felt a little reluctant.
"It's really troublesome. If she doesn't leave the embroidery workshop, she may not be able to live in peace in the future!"
Hearing this, Song Jinyin's eyes flashed, and then she responded lightly.
...
Another day.
Song Jinyin put away her things and stepped out of the embroidery workshop. There was already darkness outside.
However, there were not many people walking along the trail at first, but today there was an inexplicable figure. It was Xiuxiu who came over, saying that he was going with her.
Song Jinyin couldn't smell the scent of the ointment on her body, and didn't like her touch, so she turned sideways to avoid her approach.
"Song Ci, are you still blaming me? What happened before was really a misunderstanding. I don't know who was talking behind the scenes, making people misunderstand you... Later, my aunt told me that you were young, and she He valued it very much and said that from now on we are all in the same place, so we should get along well with each other..."
Song Jinyin's cloak was tied tightly, and although there was white mist lingering on the tip of her nose, she did not feel cold.
She stood quietly and looked at the person in front of her. There was not much expression on her face, and her watery eyes were clear and cold, which made people less and less confident the more she spoke.
Until Xiuxiu stopped completely, opened her eyes wide, and called her name hesitantly.
"Song Ci, are you listening?"
"Sister Xiuxiu said so much, but she forgot about that day when she threatened me in the alley next door? Could it be that that happened because of the instigation of others?"
"Of course... How could I really bully you? I just wanted to do more work for you when you first came here..."
Song Jinyin's aura was not strong, but when people looked at her, they felt uneasy in their hearts.
Xiuxiu said a few words before she stabilized. When she realized what she was saying, anger suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she hated herself for being shorter than Song Ci for no reason.
"Sister Xiuxiu is really kind-hearted and considers others so much."
Song Jinyin chuckled. To be cautious, she moved outside so that her body could just face the embroidery workshop opposite.
"It's a pity that Sister Xiuxiu and I are on different paths. I still have something to do and need to make peace with my family."
"Family members?"
The person in front of me was a little surprised, and his eyes widened a little, "I heard from Wu Xiuzhang that you have no relatives in Luo City, how come you still have family members meeting you?"
"Several brothers in the family were afraid that I would not get used to it, so they all came to Luo City."
Song Jinyin opened her mouth to tell lies, but her expression became more serious, and the coldness in her eyes became even more intense.
She just gave it a try and saw the calculation and doubt in Xiuxiu's eyes.
If he hadn't been targeted by her, how could this person look like this?
Song Jinyin's original hesitation caused by the woman dissipated, and she understood again that if Xiuxiu didn't leave, she would rarely be safe.
Her gaze fell into the distance, looking at the old woman walking by carrying dry firewood on the street, hunched over and walking slowly, just to sell the last pile of firewood.
Speaking of which, there are too many poor people in this world, and she was just one of them.
But just now she actually felt compassion for others.
When he saw the woman being rejected by her daughter, she staggered away.
At this moment, the cold wind blew, and Song Jinyin suddenly woke up.
She touched her lower abdomen, and the soreness and swelling caused by thinking of Mrs. Liu suddenly disappeared, and she no longer felt that sense of loss.
Her child does not have a grandfather or grandmother who can love him, but she will do her best to be a good mother.
