All Hail Cousin Brother

Mrs. Song didn't know why, so she took the purse, opened the rope, and took a piece of wooden slip from the inside. Looking down, she couldn't help but widen her eyes: "This is..."

No wonder, Laohuo Yu visited Baoning Temple twice in a row this month.

Mrs. Yu thought about her speech: "Our family's yaoyao has gained the wisdom of Master Huiji, and I went to Master Huiji's meditation room to listen to Zen a few times. But there is a big catastrophe..."

Now, Mrs. Song didn't know what to say: "I heard that Master Huiji, Master Cheng Huineng was enlightened a few years ago. No wonder you, an old man, seem to have been taken to the bone."

Master Huineng is proficient in the fate of sympathy, and everyone knows it.

Mrs. Yu's eyes were wet, and even her voice was hoarse: "My life is my lifeblood. After I got this approval, I have never felt safe for a moment. I always feel that my precious granddaughter is suffering through calamities."

Mrs. Song comforted: "Xiaoyao is a blessed child, and she has just turned thirteen, so it's time to delay her engagement for a year or two, which is why you can't scare yourself, if you really want to scare yourself out of the disease, it makes Yaoyao worried. already."

Mrs. Yu didn't know what to do, so she couldn't control her eyes. Tears kept rushing out, and she couldn't help it.

Mrs. Song talked about it, and cried a stick of incense, her eyes were red and swollen, and then the tears gradually stopped.

After persuading Mrs. Yu, Mrs. Song didn't stay any longer and went back to the mansion.

At this moment, Song Mingzhao was already waiting in Rongfu Hall.

Mrs. Song knew that he was in a hurry, and she just sighed and said what Master Huiji had ordered: "Your grandmother Yu was very frightened by this, and the graceful marriage must be delayed for a year or two before it is appropriate."

Song Mingzhao breathed tight, and there was a sharp stabbing pain in his heart.

Many of the pictures in the dream were blurry, but he vaguely remembered that the girl who first dreamed of it seemed to be fourteen or fifteen years old.

Combined with Master Huiji's order, he had an absurd coincidence.

Miss Yu's doom, is it him?

This is impossible!

Mrs. Song thought he was a little disappointed, so she advised: "Don't be impatient, save enough energy to deal with the next scientific examination, and I will ask you again next year."

The marriage has been delayed for a year or two. He can't afford to wait, at least not him, nor anyone else. Song Mingzhao lowered his eyes: "Thank you grandmother."

Before I knew it, it was April 18, Yu Youyao's birthday.

Early in the morning, Qingxiu came to the Yuyu Courtyard and invited Yu Youyao to the Anshou Hall.

While saying auspicious words, Mrs. Yu took off her longevity lock, and took out a new red gold hollow chisel flower inlaid jade longevity lock to put on again for her granddaughter.

The lock surface is openworked with tangled peony flowers, one leaf, one stem, one flower and one branch are carefully carved, and a red Yingluo carved lotus pattern is inlaid in the middle. , There are seven round beads, namely gold, silver, glaze, coral, clam, red beads, agate, seven treasures of Buddhism.

Madam Yu looked at her granddaughter who was standing on a branch like a cardamom flower, she was both sad and proud: "We are slender, we are already thirteen-year-old girls."

Yu Youyao smiled with frowning eyes, held her grandmother's arm, and acted like a spoiled child: "Grandma, what gift did you prepare for me? Take it out and show it to me."

Mrs. Yu pinched the tip of her nose lightly: "I remind you of gifts every year, it seems that someone will miss you, and I'm afraid of you."

After he finished speaking, he called Madam Liu.

Madam Liu went back to the inner room and took the gift she had prepared early in the morning: "Old Madam started preparing it in March, and it took a lot of thought."

Mrs. Yu glared at her, and she said it like a gift, and the person who received the gift did not know how much thought was spent, and she had to emphasize it again.

Yu Youyao pursed her lips and smiled, and took the gift impatiently.

As soon as the ebony box was opened, there seemed to be a golden light bursting out of the box, and even his eyes swayed.

Yu Youyao blinked, and when he fixed his eyes, it was a big red-gold flower.

The gold sheet is used as the base, and the thin gold sheet is made into a half-moon-shaped six-petal flower cluster, surrounded by dozens of small flowers.

Each flower stem is curved in a spiral shape, and when it is shaken lightly, the flowers quiver gently. Above the flowers, a silver wire raises a flower-picking butterfly.

Yu Youyao can imagine that if this step-shaking flower is worn on the head, the flower branches will tremble and the flowers and butterflies dance gently between lines.

Although the craftsmanship of step-shaking flowers is relatively mature, such delicate and complex craftsmanship is still very rare.

In particular, the inlaid treasures and inlaid treasures on the top are of pure color, pure and flawless texture, and each piece is valuable.

Yu Youyao was pleasantly surprised: "Wow, this step flower is too beautiful!"

Mrs. Yu smiled: "It was the year before, when I saw that the sixth girl gave you a silk flower, and it was made into a flower pattern. I saw that it was exquisite and beautiful, so I found a craftsman and made a red gold one. After a while, I went back. Put on a flying fairy bun and put on a step-shaking flower in front of the bun, you are a little angel."

This kind of step flower is not seen on the market. The craftsmanship is more complicated, and the craftsmanship is poor, so she can't make it. She also found a lot of craftsmen to make it.

It's not that she is boasting, she is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Feixian bun, there are simple and simple combing methods, and complicated and complicated combing methods. The same bun can be combed in hundreds of styles, and with new jewelry, it has a different charm.

She just likes to see her granddaughter, wearing a flying fairy bun, refreshing and charming, like a little fairy daughter.

Yu Youyao hugged her grandmother and called her grandmother tenderly: "Thank you grandma, I like grandma so much!"

The voice was like the chirping of birds and birds, but it made Mrs. Yu cry so much that her heart turned into a puddle of water, and she pulled away holding her granddaughter.

The grandparents and grandchildren were tired and crooked. After talking for half an hour, Yu Youyao took the gift from her grandmother and left reluctantly.

Back at the Yuyu Courtyard, Madam Xu picked out a silver-red soft smoke Luo tube top and narrow-sleeved skirt: "Silver-red soft smoke Luo, also specially named Xia Yingsha, like smoke like fog, like Yanxia, ​​today is the girl's birthday, no matter how you dress up."

Yu Youyao lived a delicate life, but she was not an extravagant and wasteful temperament. Usually at home, how comfortable and how to wear, some glamorous and grand clothes are rarely on the upper body.

really!

The clothes made by Xia Yingsha are thin and opaque, like the wings of a cicada. They look like haze, and they are on Yu Youyao's body, but they complement each other, making her face radiant and beautiful.

The little girl's chest has ups and downs, and the tube top skirt shows that her daughter's family is charming.