Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 48 Letter

   It took a few days, and Shen Wei filled the house to the brim with luxury. Yicui and Cheng's mother went out all day, and even if they went out, they planned to give Shen Hua a good year.

   Fortunately, it is convenient to buy an ox cart. The sisters-in-law in the alley saw that Chenggui was busy pulling cart after cart of New Year goods to Liyuan.

   "This Mrs. Shen is really willing to part with it. I just glanced at it just now, and there is a cart full of supplements."

  Sister-in-law Wang: "She is pregnant, so she should eat better. A few days ago, I saw Mrs. Shen sitting in the courtyard. You didn't see her, her little face was so pale that she seemed to have moved her fetus."

As she said that, she sighed deeply: "Her man is gone, and eating meat during mourning is a taboo, but if the adults don't make up for it, can the child not make up for it? Don't talk about taking some supplements, let me tell you, if Mrs. Shen stews chicken soup, she will drink it." And it should."

  She began to feel guilty again: "It's my fault too, last time I sent dumplings stuffed with cabbage and pork."

   No wonder, followers will ask what stuffing.

   It was her narrow-mindedness that made her resentful.

  Shen Hua had just taken a medicinal bath, and now she was lying on the bed, the room was dyed with charcoal fire, and she was covered with a thick brocade quilt. She, who was always shy of the cold, had a blush on her warm face.

   "Lady!"

  The little maid Ningzhu trotted in from the outside.

  She was young, Cheng's mother and Yi Cui left her to serve Shen Wei.

  Ningzhu closed the door, blocked the biting cold wind, and shook the snow off her body. After her body warmed up, she ran forward with her package in her arms.

   "This is a letter from Steward Sun, and the fur handmuff that Aunt Liu sewed herself."

   Shen Hua half stood up. Open the package.

   Aunt Liu has a pair of skillful hands. When Shen Chunshi was still there, the fabrics sent every year were full. Aunt Liu made clothes for Shen Zhui by herself, and made a few for Shen Hua from time to time.

  Hands are embroidered with beautiful magnolia flowers, which is the most common orange-red fox fur.

  Aunt Liu doesn't have much savings, so for her, this is the best gift she can give to Shen Hua.

   Shen Hua, who was always picky, was neither salty nor light: "Why do I lack these, Aunt Liu is just messing around."

  Ningzhu hasn't figured out Shen Hua's temper yet, so she only thinks she is angry.

  That’s true, even the curtains hanging on the lady’s couch are the lake-colored autumn silk tents. Compared with the two, it’s too shabby to cover them with hands.

   While the little maid was nervous, she was also afraid that Shen Wei would get angry.

  But the next moment, Shen Hua put it on in front of her. I looked at it thoughtfully for a long time.

  The tone is distasteful: "It's barely enough."

   While talking, Shen Hua ordered: "Give me the letter."

  The condensed beads were offered quickly.

  Shen Hua looked very slowly. A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

   "The letter said that after returning from prison, Mrs. Shen Xue was frightened and suffered a serious illness. She has not recovered yet."

  Ningzhu immediately laughed when she heard the words: "This is a happy event."

   "It's more than that."

  Sun Guan actually knows what can make Shen Wei happy.

  Shen Hua raised her little finger: "That lustful Xue Muliang is also useless."

  I lost all face, like a street mouse, and haven't gone out since that day.

  What is the difference between a son without descendants and a father-in-law in the palace? Master Xue thinks it's dirty even at the first glance. And Mrs. Xue, who loves him the most, never sees Xue Muliang again. She recites scriptures all day long, hoping that the pregnant concubine's womb will be a boy.

  Shen Hua looked down. The body could not help but sit up straighter.

   "Shen Qu personally went to Magistrate Liu to plead guilty."

  The daughter of the county magistrate was in a hurry to get the wedding dresses for her wedding, and a large number of old embroiderers left, so naturally they couldn't finish the work in time.

   It is a happy event for Liu County official to marry a daughter. Seeing that the wedding is approaching, if this happens, will he have a good face when he sees Shen Qu?

  There will be twists and turns on the way, which is bad luck!

  After county magistrate Liu handled the case of the Dong family, not to mention his reputation increased, officials who were in collusion with the magistrate on the same road were targeted by Yushitai one by one. Now that he is safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.

   It is not an exaggeration to say that he is proud of the spring breeze, but Shen Qu is here to make trouble.

  Shen Hua joyfully: "My cheap stepbrother lost a lot of money, and he looks like a grandson in front of County Magistrate Liu."

  However, Shen Qu was quite capable. Afterwards, he went around to recruit embroiderers. After wasting a lot of effort, he took a lot of embroiderers from the opposite embroidery shop at a high price.

   It can be regarded as passing the current level.

   But so what?

  When will Shen Qu be smooth?

  Director Sun specifically mentioned it at the end of the letter. Let Shen Hua not worry.

  Completing a piece of embroidery, the finer the workmanship, the longer it will take, a year or two is normal. And at the end of summer after the embroidery workshop, a batch of goods had to be delivered.

  A layman may only buy a signboard from Shenjia Embroidery Workshop. How can they tell them apart?

   But the expert knows a lot.

   Not to mention, one of the goods in this batch was a birthday gift from the fourth prince to his biological mother, Concubine Jing.

  If Concubine Jing is dissatisfied, Shen Qu is not as simple as being a grandson anymore, this is a matter of losing his head.

   Shen Hua is looking forward to it.

  She folded the letter carefully, ready to read it again for dinner. Still can use an extra bowl of rice.

   Happy National Day!

  (end of this chapter)