Rebirth: Charming Qingluo

Mo Li's voice was choked with emotion, but she clenched her teeth to prevent her tears from flowing. She didn't want to embarrass the young lady, and the Third Miss definitely wouldn't let her father see this side of things.

If he hadn't been forced into a corner by Master today, Mo Li wouldn't have mentioned it. She really couldn't stand the way the Master treated her daughter after separating from her. This was clearly a form of deception.

Furthermore, he was still deceiving himself. First, he had deceived himself, making himself feel convinced. Then, he had used this attitude to deceive others, making them believe that he had done the right thing and had treated his daughter well.

"Actually, our Young Miss doesn't want to choose. She eats whatever you give her. If she's really hungry, she eats more. If she can't, she eats less. No, she's very easy to feed. "

Of course not, you haven't even seen her face yet, how could she ask for your help? "It's Third Miss' weak physique that makes this servant very worried."

"Master, you said that eating such a thick chicken soup everyday is not as good as Second Miss's height, and there isn't even 2 taels of meat on her body. This servant has overdone it by saying that, but this servant truly feels sorry for our Third Miss, it seems like she drank less chicken soup, and needs to drink more."

Even if his feelings were any slower, Master Zheng would still be able to tell that Mo Li was saying the opposite, but he just couldn't refute her. If all of this was true, then it was all true … What if it was true?

"Our young miss is the same. Even if you don't pick and choose, you should be tired of eating these dishes. She actually can't get tired of eating them."

"Let's go back to the capital this time. The madame has changed her tastes, but she can't get used to it. Every day, she has to eat half a bowl of rice. If this goes on, how can she maintain her good figure? If she gets fatter and taller, how can she maintain her delicate and exquisite appearance?"

Boiled cabbage and rape, what kind of food is that, with salt? Master Zheng decided to let the kitchen have a taste because even if it was hard to swallow, he wanted to know how his daughter endured through these years.

"Master, you called me?" Mo Li's mouth was still filled with happiness when he was interrupted by Mo Ju's question. At the same time, he comforted Master Zheng's awkwardness, "Come in."

They were all worn by the Third Miss when she was at Weir Prefecture. Two of them were suitable for her body, and two of them were already small, but she could not bear to throw them away.

As soon as he saw his clothes, he felt that he had caused trouble for his mistress. What was going on? He had always been calm in front of his mistress. When had he ever been so rash?

She was thinking that if the lord blames her, she would have to shoulder the burden herself. But now, she felt a little scared. She wanted to shoulder the burden, but would the lord let her?

If this matter involved Miss, then even if she died, she wouldn't be able to apologize. Miss had suffered so much and was about to get out of it. If she screwed up, that would be too bad.

"Is this the coat your third young miss wore when she was in Weir Prefecture?" Seeing Mo Ju nod his head, Master Zheng reached out his hand, "Bring it over for me to take a look."

After all, without the permission of the Miss, she was afraid that some trap would be buried here, so she was not afraid that she would drag the Third Miss down with her.

"Which one is a flowery coat?" Seeing that Mo Ju was still standing, the Master Zheng lost his patience and walked over to take the coat. After holding it in his hands, he couldn't tell which one was the real one, and could only grope around and find one that was relatively thicker.

"Is it this one?" Seeing the clothes that Master Zheng had brought out, Mo Meng could only nod his head. These were the new clothes that looked thicker than the previous ones.

However, it was already small. When the coat was put on, the young lady had happily put it on. Unexpectedly, she came back with tears and tears due to the cold after making a beautiful circle in the yard.

"Mothers, cold!" The young miss threw herself into Mothers's embrace like a spoiled child. Mothers hurriedly used a handkerchief to wipe Third Young Miss' face.

It was only then that Mothers remembered to touch her coat, but when he touched her hand, his expression changed. He took a long time to regain his senses and quickly pulled Third Young Miss' clothes off, putting her under the blanket and telling her to flush ginger with boiling water.

Then, he went to get a worn-out stove to carry. Then, he picked up his clothes and was about to go find someone, but when he reached the door, he went back, "Who are you looking for? Who will be the judge for the young miss?"

"That's true. That's true. They are really raising my child like grass." Master Zheng looked at what was revealed. Even if he did not do needlework, he could tell that what was inside was not cotton.

This was a true slap to his face. He did not believe in the words of everyone else, and only firmly stood by his wife to defend her and think for her. Now that the facts were right in front of him, he finally believed that he was the one who had been wrong all along.

"Before this time, are there any clothes like this?" The Master Zheng shook his coat and asked Mo Li. Mo Li answered, "Further up, the servants are still young, I don't remember it so clearly."

"You're all still young?" Master Zheng looked at Mo Li and Mo Ju, they were not any shorter than Qing Luo, and also looked at the clothes in his hands, they were a little small, not like the clothes Qing Luo had worn in recent years.

"So, this coat belongs to your young lady when she was seven or eight years old?" Master Zheng put down the clothes in his hands as he asked Mo Li, and then muttered, "He still has it."

"This is Miss's clothes from last year. Last year, she only made the clothes you saw. If it wasn't for the fear that Miss would have no way to change her clothes, who would have left such clothes behind?"

Thinking that Master was trying to say something he shouldn't have done, Mo Li subconsciously pushed it back. After rebutting it, she felt a little regretful. What if Master really went to Third Miss to settle the score?

"How can the clothes from the previous year be so small?" Master Zheng lifted the jacket that was placed on the chair again. No matter how he looked at it, it was small.

"Why is it not that young? "Miss originally wasn't good to eat, so she naturally isn't tall. Those underlings all have a bad heart, how can they allow our Miss to wear well, not even a minute or two of it, it would all be them showing mercy, not to mention doing an extra minute or two of it, that would be simply wishful thinking."

When he thought of the faces in the needle room, Mo Li became extremely angry, especially the needle room's steward. Whenever he thought of her, Mo Li felt pain in his heart, liver, and lungs.

This pain made her unable to control her mouth. She forgot that she should not bother Third Young Miss again. She could not help but pinch herself to stop being impulsive.

Master Zheng was silent. After a while, he picked up the coat that was said to have been made just for the banquet. He touched the silk cloth carefully and found that there were many places where it had been hooked.

Master Zheng used his fingernails to cut his clothes vertically. Countless threads were drawn horizontally from the mark he drew, and it looked like he would not be able to take this clothes.

He then hugged the clothes against his chest. The whole set of clothes, in addition to the fabric, didn't have a weight of four or two. Was this what the little girl had said, two sets of clothes that fit one another? How much cold could such a coat block?

He glanced at the remaining two pieces of clothing and saw a jacket without cotton. He carefully scratched the jacket with his hand and found that there was indeed no cotton. He even felt powerless to even sigh.

There was no need to ask. There definitely wasn't any change in the clothes in Qingluo. When Qing Yan and Qing Jiao thought about it, there were at least four sets of clothes every season.

"You two can go back now. These coats are useless now. You three young miss won't be able to wear them anymore, so you can stay here. I'll send someone to the storeroom later to get you some new cloth and cotton."

"Make a few thick and beautiful ones for Miss so that she can rotate and wear them. Make one for each of you as well. There will definitely be enough fabric and cotton for her."

That's it? He even gave him clothes? Holding onto the idea of being punished, Mo Li, who was stubbornly standing there, could not believe his ears and could not react.

On the other hand, when Mo Ju, who came in later, saw that the Master Zheng was tired and had sat back down on a chair, she immediately pulled Mo Li along and left the study room.

"Are you stupid? We already came out, and you're still standing there foolishly, waiting to be punished? "Since when have your brain become stupid? Weren't you always bragging that you were smarter than me?" She tugged at his sleeve to get him back to her senses.

"They really let us out?" Mo Li couldn't believe it. He let himself out without being punished. This was something she had never expected. Did the master suddenly change his personality?

Mo Li was still thinking that if his ruckus today was any lighter than usual, he would be sold off. The result was that he would be safe and sound. This was too amazing.

In Mo Li's heart, the old master was ruthless. A man who could abandon his wife and daughter was definitely not a big deal. He was someone who could not tolerate others.

"Of course it's true. What happened to you today?" Moyu looked left and right, feeling that there was something wrong with the current Mo Li. Her unusual behavior must have something to do with being called over by Master today.