Greetings, Ninth Uncle

Maybe she is the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Today, Cheng Yumo and Xu Zhixian were playing together, and Cheng Yujin stood at the door consciously, waiting for Cheng Yuanjing.

Don't worry, the old man shouted, she will come by herself.

After playing for a while, Xu Zhixian realized that Cheng Yujin was not there, and called across the room, "Sister Jin, where are you going?"

Cheng Yujin had put on her cape and moccasin boots and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back to practice calligraphy."

"Oh." Xu Zhixian responded dumbly, at this time Cheng Yuanjing had already come to him, Cheng Yujin hurriedly greeted Xu Zhixian, and chased Cheng Yuanjing out.

Xu Zhixian watched the two leave one after another, scratched his head after a long time, and muttered, "Sister Jin is really diligent. I'm leaving tomorrow, and I thought I could talk to Sister Jin tonight."

On the second day, Cheng Min took a car back to Chang Guogong Mansion, and the servants of the Guogong Mansion came to the second gate to greet him in person. Cheng Yujin stood behind the hanging flower gate with her grandmother, quietly watching the carriage of the Duke's Mansion go away.

It is really good to have money and power. Even the carriage is more stylish than the Hou Mansion. Cheng Yujin's heart to marry into Gaomen is more determined. Getting married is the second reincarnation. She can't decide her parents, so she can only find a high-level man as much as possible. She was fed up with the feeling of being under the fence, and no one could stop her from going high.

Mrs. Cheng went home, and Mrs. Cheng was reluctant, while the rest of the Cheng family breathed a sigh of relief. The auntie was here, and they had to be attentive no matter what they did, carefully holding the sister-in-law and the two children of the Xu family. Nguyen Shi returned to the yard and sat on the slump, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"It's gone. It's really exhausting to walk with her these days. The old lady just moved her mouth, but the mother and daughter are happy. It's us who suffer."

Cheng Yumo climbed up and slammed Ruan's shoulder: "Mother, you have worked hard, my daughter will loosen your muscles and bones."

Ruan Shi was so moved by her daughter's actions that her eyes became sore: "My daughter is getting older, and she knows how to hurt people. Mother really didn't raise you in vain."

The maid on the side saw the gap and said, "My daughter is my mother's sweet little padded jacket. The second girl is already fourteen, so there will be more time to honor my wife in the future."

Ruan nodded: "Yes, Mo'er will marry a good husband in the future. Not only will she be able to honor her parents, but she will also be able to support your younger brother. It will be more worry-free than raising a son."

Cheng Yumo's face was flushed when she was told, she turned around coquettishly and said, "Mother, they gave you a good slap on the back, but you said these words. Besides, I will ignore you."

Ruan Shi and the dowry maid both laughed, and Cheng Yumo blushed at their laughter, climbed down and ran out. The laughter inside was even louder. Cheng Yumo let the wind dissipate the enthusiasm on her face. Although she was ashamed, she couldn't help but think, it's been a month, why hasn't Brother Zhang Yuan come to propose marriage yet?

At the beginning, it was clearly agreed that after breaking off the marriage with my sister, I would come to marry her.

Even though Cheng Yumo believed Huo Chang Yuan, he was a little anxious now. Both her grandmother and mother were looking for candidates for her, and the most important thing was that she heard Xu Nianchūn talking, and some people asked the Huo family about Huo Changyuan's marriage. If we don't rush to make an appointment, wouldn't she and Huo Chang Yuan have to go the same way in their previous lives again?

Cheng Yumo was restless here, but in Jingyong Hou's mansion, Huo Xue's family was perfunctory Huo Changyuan while looking at the daughters of other mansions.

In the world, the Cheng family is not the only one who has a daughter, and the one who is worthy of her son must be the most outstanding girl. Cheng Yumo is not a serious daughter of the Marquis of Yichūn. Once the old marquis dies, the title will belong to her uncle. What does it have to do with their family? Moreover, Cheng Yumo's father's official position was not high, so he was able to be mediocre. In order to seduce Zhang Yuan, Huo Xue was unwilling to choose her as his daughter-in-law.

Huo Chang Yuan occasionally asked, and Huo Xue said that it was soon, but in private, she had already picked others.

Cheng Yujin didn't have the heart to pay attention to the affairs of the Huo family and Cheng Yumo. With her, Huo Changyuan was already a dead person. She has the next target husband in her eyes, and she also has the task of embroidering a screen in her hands. She has been copying Cheng Yuanjing's handwriting for half a month. Yesterday, Cheng Yuanjing finally said that it was a bit like an image. Cheng Yujin asked the maid to move her embroidery frame out, and the needles will be moved in the next few days.

This screen is no trivial matter. Cheng Yujin's embroidery skills are excellent, but he still practiced for several days to ensure that Cheng Yuanjing's characters can be copied completely before dropping the needle carefully.

The screen for the emperor's birthday is not a big one, but a small screen. Cheng Yujin brought the embroidered corner to Cheng Yuanjing to see. Cheng Yuanjing raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw it: "You actually embroider it yourself?"

"Of course." Cheng Yujin understood why Cheng Yuanjing said that, the "hands" of the master in the high gate compound was just a little bit of lip service, and in fact it was the servant girl below. And female red is boring and difficult, and the young ladies can't bear this hardship more and more. Even the greeting ceremony for the in-law's family is embroidered by the dowry maid, and the master picks two stitches, even if it is embroidered by hand.

Lord Cheng also meant the same thing. And Cheng Yujin actually held the needle in person, no wonder Cheng Yuanjing was surprised.

Cheng Yujin said with a smile, "Since I have this name, I must do my best. The embroiderers outside are not at ease, so I might as well come in person."

Cheng Yuanjing chuckled lightly, she was really confident. He gave Cheng Yujin a lot of face, and opened the semi-finished product to look at it. He didn't care about it at first. How old is Cheng Yujin, and she has learned a lot of skills. She has to try almost everything. In this case, female red can have how nice.