The woman was stunned for a moment.
She knew that this was just a formality, just like every other identity she had assumed in previous missions.
But now that the master so naturally asked her to choose a husband, it made her a little timid. She usually looked at them without any scruples, but she also avoided them more.
There is still a difference between the tasks arranged by the above and taking the initiative on my own.
"None of the people on duty today are familiar to you?"
Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Pei Yanzhou stopped stroking the jade pendant and looked at the people in the yard.
He finally found a place where he could get close to Song Jinyin, so she couldn't get any clues.
Especially now that Song Jinyin is resisting him like this.
Therefore, this small courtyard must be kept well.
Everyone else in the courtyard raised their heads unconsciously, but Cang Lin was the only one who watched the show leisurely.
If you want to choose, you can only choose someone who has never shown his face in front of Miss Jin Yin.
It was obvious that he didn't have to get involved in such a mind-numbing matter.
It's just that it's snowing again outside.
The woman's hesitation made Cang Lin stop looking at the show. He was afraid that his master would become impatient, so he subconsciously wanted to give a few words of warning.
But the next moment, I saw the person in front spoke to himself.
"It's really not appropriate to let you choose like this. If she knew about it, she might have to say that I was overbearing... That's all. Cang Lin arranged it so that she couldn't find out the clues."
"Yes, Master."
The two of them bowed their heads in agreement.
The woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but Cang Lin was a little surprised.
When the master came out this time, there were many things that were slightly different.
In the past, such trivial matters were not worthy of his thought and trouble. After saying one sentence, he had to get a reply.
But today, the master can still think of the inconvenience of the girl's family, and is afraid that if Miss Jin Yin finds out, she will be unhappy because of it.
Cang Lin suddenly wanted Butler Wang in the mansion to come and take a look.
Because of the girl's running away, his uncompromising master gradually became more popular and began to make concessions.
Except for the physical pain, other things look... not too bad.
...
Little half an hour had passed when the woman took the candy and knocked on the door of Song Jinyin's courtyard again.
It was getting quite dark, and the lights were turned on, illuminating the small place brightly and dazzlingly.
"Sister Sun!"
"I'm coming over to take a look at this lamp, and I'll bring you some candies for you to try."
"Sister, come in and sit down. Is this...sister Sun's husband?"
Seeing a dark figure not far behind, standing quietly a few steps away, Song Jinyin lowered her voice, glanced curiously, and quickly looked away.
It's not easy to call someone's husband in so late at night.
"Yes, he has a dull temper and doesn't like to talk. But as soon as he received your meat, he wanted to come with me to thank you. Don't worry, he will go back soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man vaguely nodded, said something vaguely, and then disappeared into the night outside.
"Sister Sun's husband seems to be very talkative."
"They are all like this, just like boring gourds. Don't take it to heart."
The woman stepped into the yard holding candy canes.
The first thing you see is the rabbit lantern, hanging big at the door of the cabin, without any wind or snow.
"Is this your favorite girl?"
"like it all."
Song Jinyin patted the snow on her body and led the people into the house.
When I sat down, I could just see a row of bright colors outside.
"This lantern is the biggest. I like to see rabbits recently, so I picked it in the middle."
The hot water is poured into the cup and white steam comes out. Just looking at it makes me feel a lot warmer.
The woman secretly wrote down these words, then held the cup and chatted with her about other things.
...
Perhaps because the Chinese New Year is coming in a few days, more people are coming in and out of the alley.
The excitement outside gradually spread inside.
Not long after the genius started to shine, Song Jinyin saw women from several other households in the alley on the road, happily buying pancakes outside.
"Our place is getting lively. It wasn't like this earlier!"
"No, during the floods two years ago, it would have been good to have survived. How could I have imagined that I would be able to live like this now."
"It can be said that we are lucky, but speaking of it, it is better to live with more people! I'm afraid you didn't see sister Sun's family yesterday. Her husband's brothers are all handsome, but just look at After just one glance, the door was closed...Hey, Miss Song is out?"
Song Jinyin still stopped at the word "flood" and was in a daze for a moment. When she saw someone talking to her, she quickly came back from her thoughts.
"Yes, Aunt Zhao."
"You should wear more clothes later, it's the coldest time when the snow melts!"
"Aunt Zhao, you know. Then I'll buy pancakes first."
Song Jinyin opened her mouth with white breath. Although she thought of other things in her mind, she still had a smile on her face as she walked out of the path.
The little girl's crisp voice drifted into the small courtyard with the wind, and also into Pei Yanzhou's ears.
The distance between a wooden door seems to separate a world.
After a long time, after the noise dissipated, Pei Yanzhou moved, turned back to the room, and quietly drank the medicine this morning.
As Song Jinyin walked all the way to Xiufang, she couldn't help but think of the flood again.
The images of floods in her memory are no longer clear, but her family is what it is today because of the disaster.
Although there are many poor people in Los Angeles, the main streets in the center are still bustling and lively. However, in just two years, there are no traces of the disaster, which is quite strange when you think about it.
This thought made her wonder for a long time, until Lianxiang stepped forward and patted her shoulder.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I heard a few words about the flood on the way. Luo City is still prosperous now. I really can't believe that it suffered like this two years ago."
"Luo City was much more powerful in the early years than it is now!"
Lianxiang led the man into the embroidery workshop and looked around when she spoke.
"Our Luo City is one of the important places in the south. If we talk about it seriously, how can it be just like an ordinary small town now? That is, the people at the top... don't care about anything."
Song Jinyin blinked, but she didn't expect Lianxiang to say such words.
"Don't look at me like that. I just wanted to make some nonsense with you because you were curious."
"What was Luo City like before?"
"I can't tell you, but it's much better than it is now."
Lianxiang pursed her lips and thought for a while.
"I have never been out of Luocheng, but I heard from people that Luocheng used to be the same as Kyoto in its best days, but after the governor took office, he... plus two years The previous flood killed many people and destroyed many places. It is not an exaggeration to say that the countryside was starved to death, but the city is now like this, and it was only at the beginning of this year that things calmed down a little."
Although Lianxiang's voice was soft when she spoke, she didn't hesitate much when discussing the prefect's affairs.
Now she finally understood that even the eldest daughter of the prefect's palace wanted to show her kindness to Song Ci. No matter how powerful the prefect was, he might not be as good as those two nobles from Kyoto.
Although she is just an ordinary citizen and an inconspicuous embroiderer, she wants to make a name for herself, wants the embroidery workshop to take her to the forefront, and she even hopes that Luo City can return to its former prosperous appearance.
"Our embroidery workshop has also reopened. If it weren't for the reputation of Jinyu Embroidery Workshop, do you think it would be like this? At least half of the embroidery girls would be missing."
"Starving to death all over the land? If it has reached this point, the imperial court should have allocated funds for disaster relief. How could it..."
"How can ordinary people like us know what's going on there? We only know that the rich are still rich, and the people who have no money are gone."
Song Jinyin listened, her heart was slightly clogged, and she couldn't help but sigh softly.
During the flood that year, her father was just a county magistrate, so he rushed to the front with his people without any hesitation.
Although her mother was a woman, she followed her grandfather's family and took the lead in donating all the things her family could donate, as well as the food she had saved, and the open granaries, all of which were used to relieve the people.
Her father and her former mother have always been remembered in the hearts of the people of Anyang County.
But it’s sad to say it.
Now her father can't return home, her mother doesn't want to remember the past, and it's so difficult for her to even find a place to settle down.
"Are you feeling depressed after hearing this?"
Lianxiang noticed the silence of the people around her.
She raised her eyes and looked at the neatly taken care of the small trees in the courtyard, and her expression turned away.
Although she is young, she is also someone who has experienced the flood.
I had seen the cruel behavior of the soldiers in the city who arrested the victims, and the scene of sealing the city to block the refugees outside, and I almost thought that I would not survive the chaos.
There were even many things that she was afraid of when she thought about them now, so she didn't mention them to Song Cic.
"We are all doing well. It was the people in the countryside who really suffered. But it's all over. Now we are working hard in the embroidery workshop. Maybe one day in the future, our embroidery workshop will be able to open to the city of Kyoto. !”
Hearing the words Kyoto City, Song Ci's thoughts suddenly came back.
She rubbed her forehead, dumbfounded.
After finally getting out of that place, she didn't want to get into that place again.
"Sister Lianxiang, you are so ambitious."
"That's not the case!"
Lianxiang raised her chin, and the depression she felt just now disappeared immediately.
"I can't be just a little embroiderer forever, Song Ci, just watch!"
Song Jinyin stood under the eaves of the corridor, as if she was moved by Lian Xiang's words.
The winter light is scattered everywhere, staining the branches, artificial stones, and the corners of the skirt.
But at a glance, all those things were not as bright as the eyes of the two girls.
Song Jinyin smiled and raised her hand to touch her belly again.
"Then if Sister Lianxiang wants to learn acupuncture from me today, she has to trade her special skills with me."
"If you admire my skills, it wouldn't hurt to discuss it with you."
The two chatted and laughed, their spirits as high as those of the men.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw a little girl popping her head out from a short distance away. Seeing Song Jinyin, she trotted over and said, "Sister Song Ci, Wu Xiuzhang is looking for you. It seems to be a good thing for noble people to make clothes!"
Song Jinyin and Lianxiang looked at each other, the smiles on their lips not having time to dissipate.
This noble man should not be that big girl again.
