At the dinner table, Mrs. Cheng sighed, "I don't know how my sons, Zizhan and Ziyou, did in the exam?" In a flash, it had been more than three months since they went to Bianjing to take the exam, but there was not even a letter. No, that's really worrying.
"I believe they will definitely pass the exam."
Xiu'er is quite confident. She thinks brother Ziyou is the most powerful, and so does brother Zizhan.
Xiu'er has been admiring the poems they wrote for a long time since I heard them. Well, although I don't understand the poems, they sound very powerful.
"I have sent a letter to Ziyou today, telling him about your matter."
Mrs. Cheng thought that since Xiuer ran here every day, she had to show off, so she told her second son that she had found a wife for him, so that he could take the exam with his father and brother in peace, and she would give him a surprise when he came back.
Xiu'er smiled shyly, as if she was a fool.
Mrs. Cheng looked at Chen Yuanyuan, who was showing off her rice with her head down, and sighed. Recently, she felt more and more unappetizing, and she didn't like the spicy dishes on the dinner table.
She just thought it was Xiu'er who liked to eat, and didn't interrupt to say anything more. After all, she wasn't married yet, so she still had to pretend to be a good mother-in-law.
The food was tasteless, "Well, I've lost my appetite recently. I'm going back to the house first. You can eat."
She couldn't even look at Chen Yuanyuan who was enjoying the meal.
After Mrs. Cheng left, Xiuer straightened up her petite figure, looked at Chen Yuanyuan with a pair of bright eyes, and kept talking.
"Sister, is this tofu delicious? It's Mapo Tofu, a spicy dish I learned from my mother."
“Hmm, yummy, yummy.”
The golden tofu is garnished with green onions, which is both beautiful and delicious.
"Sister, please try this dish again, scrambled eggs with peppers." It's spicy and fragrant. When she was frying this dish, Mr. Cheng coughed beside her.
Chen Yuanyuan picked up a pair of chopsticks and said, "Mom, this is too much to eat. After taking one bite, you have to stuff a big mouthful of rice into your mouth."
“The sausage and cabbage are also delicious”
After saying that, she gave Chen Yuanyuan food. When Mrs. Cheng was around, she didn't dare to talk to her sister too much for fear of annoying both parties.
"Okay, okay, you should eat quickly." Su Zhe's future wife would always pick up food for herself, and she would be embarrassed!
She also wanted to show off her royal family, but she had no resistance at all to Xiuer's food guide.
He even secretly envied Su Che, he would be blessed in the future.
After eating, Xiuer rushed to wash the dishes again.
"Oh, this is so embarrassing. How about if I go back to the house, it won't be a problem for you?"
Chen Yuanyuan returned to her room and was happy and relaxed. However, she didn't expect Xiu'er to sneak into her room after washing the dishes.
"Sister, if you have nothing to do, let's embroider a purse together for brother Ziyou!"
Ah, I don’t want to, I refuse, Chen Yuanyuan roared in her heart.
Unable to bear Xiu'er's pleading eyes, she was defeated and asked, "How about trying to embroider something?"
"Yeah," Xiu'er nodded cheerfully, with a bright smile on her lips. She now realized that she not only liked Ziyou, but also his wife, who smelled delicious.
Chen Yuanyuan fiddled with the needle and thread and concentrated on embroidery. There were many embroidery styles in her mind that were not available in ancient times.
She thought, it was just a purse, but she was definitely a talented player, and she would surely impress Xiu'er!
The imagination was beautiful, but reality slapped her hard.
When he pricked his finger for the second time, a deafening roar sounded like a slaughtered pig.
"Ah ah ah, I won't embroider anymore."
Along with the scream, a drop of bright red blood gushed out from his finger.
This bad embroidery is killing me. I will never be able to do needlework for a second time in my life!
"Ah, I'm sorry sister, I just heard that you often embroidered in the house before, so I thought you liked it. I...I didn't know you didn't know how to do it."
Xiu'er originally wanted to embroider some flowers to pass the time and get closer to Chen Yuanyuan.
It turned out that when she was doing embroidery, her hands were shaking like Parkinson's disease, and she finally got into it. When she hooked it back, she often found the wrong position. She could barely see the front side, but the back side was full of threads.
Chen Yuanyuan wanted to shout, "Xiu'er, please spare me, I will never know how to embroider in this life."
But she didn't dare to say it directly for fear of arousing suspicion, because there were many patterns embroidered by the previous owner in the house.
Seeing Xiu'er lowering her head in embarrassment, she felt embarrassed.
Seeing that Xiuer really wanted to play with her, she suggested
"We won't embroider anymore, let's play poker"
"What is poker?" Xiu'er was confused. In 17 years, she had never had any entertainment activities other than embroidery.
"Let me tell you, there are far more fun things in this world than embroidery, such as playing poker and mahjong."
"Three people can fight landlords, and four people can play mahjong."
After speaking, Chen Yuanyuan took out the paper, cut out rectangular playing cards with scissors, drew simple numbers, and told Xiu'er the rules.
Soon she learned to fight and push a cart...
Well, it’s more fun than embroidery.
She never expected that Xiu'er, who was just pushing a trolley, had been pestering her for two hours and was so clingy that she refused to leave.
Chen Yuanyuan had no choice but to tell her
"The stroller is really not fun. Tomorrow night, I will call someone else and the three of us will fight the landlord together."
Xiuer left with satisfaction after receiving repeated assurances from her sister that she would continue playing cards with her tomorrow.
"Sister, see you tomorrow."
Xiu'er was as happy as a little top, spinning back home.
