Five mothers and eleven mothers and Wu Xiao's whole family filed out of the house.

Everyone stood at the door, their moods seemed to have become lighter, and the expressions on their faces softened a lot.

Wu Xiao's family smiled and asked the two sisters: "I will go to our house to bring the size and style of the screen. I just don't know where to find the two ladies later."

To make a Baishou embroidery screen, you must first determine the shape and size of the embroidery screen. Then Wu Niang writes the words to be embroidered according to the size of the embroidery screen. Eleven Niang selects the fabric and thread of the screen, and then stitches it with needles.

The ghostwriter began to embroider the screen according to the direction of the warp and weft of the fabric and the font written by Wuniang.

So, at the beginning, it was a matter between Wu Xiao’s family and Wuniang.

Naturally, it is inconvenient for Eleven Niang to intervene.

She looked at Wu Niang with a smile.

Wu Niang also knew that she had made a promise to the eldest wife for two days. If she didn't give anything to Eleven Niang in two days, and Eleven Niang couldn't get it out by then, it would be all her own responsibility.

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This is not the time to be polite.

If my sister doesn't dislike it, why not come to my place and sit there? She looked at Eleven Niang with a smile. My place is closer to mother's place, and Mother Wu can go and reply to her mother later.

Wuniang lives in Jiaoyuan to the west of the main house, and can't live without a cup of tea.

My sister is still considerate. Eleven Niang said with a smile, then I will bother my sister.

My sister, why are you so polite? You seem to be unfamiliar. Wu Niang smiled and said, you stay in the house every day doing needlework, and you don’t move anywhere except the eldest lady. You are an honored guest that I can’t invite. I wish you could do it every day.

Come and bother me.

Eleven Niang laughed and said: Then I won’t be polite to my sister.

Wu Xiao's family also strongly agreed with Wu Niang's decision: In that case, I will go to Miss Wu's garden later to reply.

Wu Niang and Eleven Niang nodded: Thank you for your hard work in such a cold weather.

What did the lady say? This is my responsibility. Wu Xiao and his family said a few polite words, then turned around and went to find their own family.

Eleven Niang told Bin Ju who was standing beside her: Go and tell Dongqing. From now on, Sister Hubo, who is by mother's side, will come to our house as an errand. Ask her to ask someone to clean up a place for Sister Hubo to rest, and then

Go to mother's place to see if there is anyone who can help Sister Hubo. I will also go to Fifth Sister's place to wait for Wu's mother to look like a screen. After you have conveyed the message, go to Fifth Sister's place to find me.

Ever since she found out that the eldest lady had pulled Amber out of Eleventh Mother's place, Bin Ju felt very uncomfortable. She wished she could fly back to Luyun Tower to discuss with Dongqing what to do. Now Eleventh Lady asked her to go back.

Telling Dongqing the news played into her hands. She respectfully said yes and hurried away.

Wu Niang glanced at Bin Ju's back and said with a smile: My sister is so polite to others.

After all, she is someone who has served her mother. Eleven Niang has a gentle smile, but she has been wronged when she comes to my place. If we don't treat others better, I'm afraid that Sister Hubo will feel aggrieved and her mother's good intentions are in vain.

Wu Niang looked at her deeply, smiled and took her to Jiaoyuan.

Jiaoyuan lived in the west side of the main house of Zhiyun Hall. There were three rooms with two entrances, separated by a patio. Several banana trees were taller than the house. It was originally called Jiaoyuan. Later it became the residence of the eldest lady Luo Yuanniang. The eldest lady disliked it.

The name was not good, and Jiao was the same as Jiao, so she changed her name to Jiaoyuan. After Yuanniang got married, the eldest lady placed Wuniang there. In order to respect her sister, Wuniang kept the place where Yuanniang originally lived.

After entering the second small building, I had people clean it day and night, just like Yuan Niang was at home. I moved into the first small building and made the middle part a place for daily living and banquets. I made a study in the east and a little maid in the west.

My wife has moved in. I live on the second floor with my two maids, Ziyuan and Ziwei.

After entering the door, Ziwei came up with two little maids.

After greeting each other, Wu Niang and Eleven Niang sat down in order. The little maids served tea. Ziwei used a crystal plate to put the bright yellow phoenix oranges: the eldest lady rewarded them the day before yesterday, and Miss Eleven tasted them.

Silly girl, Wu Niang glanced at Eleven Niang. My wife rewarded me, so naturally she also rewarded Eleven Niang. Your attentiveness is needed.

Ziwei pursed her lips and smiled: Miss Eleven has it, it belongs to Miss Eleven, this is our intention.

Eleven Niang smiled brightly and took an orange and peeled it in her hand: There were many people there, and a few phoenix oranges were like ginseng fruits. They were gone in the blink of an eye. Just as she was panicking, Sister Ziwei brought out a plate. It was like

It is the person who needs a nap who meets the pillow. This is a good gesture of hospitality.

Her fingers were long and slender, as white as green onions. Golden orange peels fluttered between her fingers, as gorgeous as the clouds.

Wu Niang's eyes couldn't help but fall on Eleven Niang's face.

As green as a crow, her skin is like the first snow, her eyes are like autumn water, and her lips are slightly crimson. When did Eleven Niang become so beautiful?

She felt in a trance.

Eleven Niang's gentle and soothing voice sounded in her ears again: Sister, have you thought about how to write a hundred characters for longevity? Do you want to write a character for big birthday in the middle, and then write ninety-nine characters for small birthday on the back? Or should you prepare every vertical and horizontal character?

There are ten characters for "longevity" in each row. I thought about it and thought that both designs are good. I don't know which one my sister thinks is better. Is there any good ideas that I can't think of?

Wu Niang was shocked and came to her senses.

No matter how beautiful she is, she can't marry into a good family. If time passes by, she will be in a different situation again, which is just ridiculous. But if you want to marry well, you need the eldest wife's nod.

She stood up with a smile: "Sister, come with me."

Wuniang's study room is very spacious, but there are only two pieces of furniture in the room. One is a large black painted table next to the window. On the table, there are a stack of celebrity stickers neatly stacked, and four or five square inkstones, an old azure

In the sea of ​​kiln pens, there are more than a dozen pens of different thicknesses inserted. Secondly, there is a black lacquered imperial concubine's couch against the wall, covered with an old and new autumn cloud-pattern brocade cushion. It can't help but look a little deserted.

The eleventh mother rubbed her hands: "I can't do it when my sister doesn't even raise a brazier to practice calligraphy. If I want to embroider, I have to raise a brazier." As she said this, she laughed, but where I live

Only my sister's study is as big as my sister's, and maids and daughters-in-law often come to me to help with needlework. Even if we don't raise the brazier and huddle together to work, it doesn't feel cold.

Wu Niang knew that Eleven Niang was good at embroidery, and all the maids, daughters-in-law, and mothers-in-law at home loved to come to her to help embroider something or give instructions on embroidery work. After hearing the joke, she said: "My place is not as popular as your place."

Eleven Niang smiled sheepishly and pointed to the pen with the thickest barrel in the sea of ​​pens: When did my sister start writing big characters? I remember that my sister likes to write small regular script with hairpin flowers the most.

Wu Niang smiled and said: My sister and I came up with the idea of ​​writing a big Chinese character for longevity in cursive in the middle, and then writing ninety-nine smaller characters for longevity in small regular script with hairpin flowers next to it.

Eleven Niang couldn't help but be surprised.

What Wu Niang said was equivalent to hinting to Eleven Niang that she had known for a long time what birthday gift the eldest wife was going to give Mrs. Yongping Hou Tai. How could she know so early? Either the eldest lady said it, or there was someone who knew the eldest lady's thoughts.

Give her a tip. If it is the former, it means that she is more favored by the eldest lady than Eleven Niang. The eldest lady not only told her her plan, but also asked her to prepare in advance, so as not to lose face in her hands when the matter comes.

; If it is the latter, it means that she has an extraordinary relationship with many decent maids and mothers, which cannot be compared with the eleventh mother.

No matter what it is, expressing it like this is a naked demonstration.

Before Wu Niang finished speaking, a look of regret appeared on her face, as if she regretted what she had just said, and she said hurriedly: You know I usually like calligraphy, and I like to think about these things when I have nothing to do.

It feels like there is no silver 300 taels in this place.

After hearing this, Eleven Niang smiled and nodded: My sister has always been smart, but I can't match her.

There is no bitterness or sadness as Wuniang predicted.

It seems that there is no doubt that Wu Niang likes to think about these things when she has nothing to do.

Wu Niang couldn't help but feel discouraged.

Every time I talk to her, she is like this, like punching cotton, without any sense of accomplishment. Unlike Shiniang, who is full of anger but dare not do anything.

She found it very boring, so she took out several drafts she had written before and showed them to Eleven Niang: This one is the one we all mentioned just now, with the word "big birthday" next to it and the word "ninety-nine" for small birthday. This one is written in a diamond shape.

Use small regular script in the middle, and use official script to form a circle around the edges, all in small regular script.

While the two were talking, Ziyuan brought a brocade dish to Eleven Niang.

As soon as Eleven Niang sat down, Wu Xiao's family came.

Ziwei and Ziyuan were busy for a while. They served tea and served brocade dishes. It took a while before the three of them sat down to talk.

This is the one I drew earlier according to the wishes of the eldest wife. Wu Xiao's family took a piece of kraft paper to show to Wu Niang. The base was made of boxwood with eight hundred sons of Peng Zu carved, and the frame was made of chicken wing wood.

Why not use yellow pear wood? Wu Niang interrupted Wu Xiao's family. Since the base is made of boxwood, it would be a bit awkward to use wenge wood for the frame.

Boxwood is yellowish in color, and wenge is dark red in color.

Who can say otherwise? Wu Xiao's family was originally the eldest maid beside the eldest wife. She followed reading and writing, and she still had a basic level of appreciation. It turned out that she had other ideas. One was to replace the base with rosewood of the same color as the wenge wood. It's just that

Nowadays, pineapple wood is hard to find, let alone rosewood. This method will definitely not work. The second is to replace the base with wenge wood, so that the frame and base are made of the same material, which is the best. The opening in our house happens to have an impression.

, saying that there seems to be one that can be used at home. When I went to the warehouse to get it, I found out that last time Zhejiang Inspector Huang’s mother celebrated her birthday, the uncle asked someone to carve a longevity star as a birthday gift. This matter was decided by the eldest wife.

Urgent, it's not available on the market at the moment. I left a letter with several lumber dealers I know well, but I haven't received a reply yet.

Wu Niang couldn't help but frowned after hearing this: Who decided this? It's too rude. Does mother know?
Chapter completed!