Greetings, Ninth Uncle

As if he didn't want other men to talk about Cheng Yujin. However, Miss Cheng is Cheng Yuanjing's niece, and she is in urgent need of a kiss. Shouldn't it be a good thing to introduce her advantages to another powerful man?

Lin Qingyuan found that there were more and more things he couldn't understand.

Cheng Yujin went back to her room. She didn't sleep after being woken up in the middle of the night last night. She spent the night in the lonely mourning hall. She was busy welcoming and seeing guests this morning, and she didn't even have time to sit down and drink water. In the morning, she continued to spin, and by noon she gradually felt exhausted. When walking, she was top-heavy, and she did not show any signs of fatigue by holding on to it all in one breath. But Cheng Yujin is not a hard worker after all, and her body can't bear to stay up all day and night. Just now that Cheng Yuanjing's words, Cheng Yujin goes back to the house to make up for her sleep. If Mrs. Cheng asked later, she would push Cheng Yuanjing out as a shield.

Cheng Yujin fell asleep as soon as he returned to the house. This sleep was very deep and lasted for the whole afternoon. When the sun fell, Cheng Yujin felt hungry and woke up slowly.

Hearing the movement in the step-by-step room, Forsythia hurried over, used golden hooks to lift the curtains on both sides of the stand, grabbed a coat nimbly, and waited for Cheng Yujin to put on clothes and shoes. Cheng Yujin put on soft shoes for indoor walking, casually put on a blue and white long jacket, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Miss Hui, it's time for you."

Cheng Yujin nodded, she had slept for so long. It was a little cold just after waking up, Cheng Yujin tightened her clothes, yawned and sat down on the Luohan room, and asked, "Is anyone coming to ask me this afternoon?"

"My aunt sent someone to ask. I heard that the girl was sleeping, so she quietly left."

Cheng Yujin nodded, she didn't show up all afternoon, and Cheng Min was the first to ask. There is also a reason for Cheng Yujin to come back happily to make up for her sleep. First, people with status will not come to mourn in the afternoon. Second, she is the biggest in the world, and Cheng Yujin will not hurt her body for others. Just as Cheng Yuanjing said something, Cheng Yujin went back to sleep.

Although I understand that everyone in the Cheng family is very anxious in the afternoon, and Cheng Yujin will not show up for a while, there will be no big trouble, but I heard that no one came to ask all afternoon, only my aunt found out that she was gone, and sent a maid to inquire once, Cheng Yujin still I feel complicated.

She just thought about it for a while and then put it aside. Since Ruan and Cheng Yuanhan are more fond of their sons and daughters, and Qingfu and Cheng Yuanxian only treat their own children as children, then she is also happy to be free, and all actions are only for herself, and in the future Don't even think about letting her care about kinship and kindness. She leaned on the Luohan bed and drank a cup of tea, and she slowly recovered, she stood up and said, "Go and fetch my needle and thread basket."

Forsythia was surprised: "Girl, you have been up all day, and now you still need to do needlework?"

"Well, anyway, there are no guests now, and people outside have not noticed that I am not there. I will go out to observe filial piety again, who will I do it for? It's better to sit comfortably in your own room for a while, raise enough spirits, and wait for tomorrow's guests. Come and go out."

Forsythia makes sense. Although it seems unfeeling to say this, but this is a big girl, firm, rational, decisive, knows what she wants, and goes in that direction without stopping. Cheng Yujin's work is always full of pertinence, and she will not do anything that is not good for herself.

The Cheng family is also among them.

Forsythia said: "Girl, you have been up for a day, and you just woke up. Your eyes haven't rested well, so you need to do needlework? Why don't you change to something else?"

"No." Cheng Yujin turned her wrist, feeling that her strength and sanity had completely recovered, and said, "I'll embroider a few more stitches while I'm fine now, and I might run out of time later."

Cheng Yujin would never be influenced by outsiders in his work. Forsythia knew that it was useless to talk too much, so she went to Dongcijian and brought a sewing basket. Forsythia stood aside, looked at Cheng Yujin's wiring for a while, and sighed: "It's really good for you to embroider. If those ladies outside saw your embroidery, who would dare to swear that they are famous? I'm afraid that in Lianxiu Village. The embroidery girl is also out of business. It’s just a pity that the girl’s embroidery is too small, and outsiders don’t know how good you are.”

Cheng Yujin smiled lightly: "It's just because it's good that I have to do less."

"Ah?" Forsythia was surprised, "No, shouldn't you do more if things are good? Why do you do less?"

Cheng Yujin's hands were skillful and light, she turned her wrist, and pressed another thread as she spoke: "It's not worth much if you have more, and it is precisely because I give away few embroidery items that those who get things feel honored and precious. Gradually, even if it was only five points, it was also divided into seven points by them."

Forsythia thought about it, and it seemed that this was the truth. She was convinced by her admiration. If an ordinary girl had Cheng Yujin's embroidery skills, she might not know how to make clothes or handkerchiefs, and send them out to please the elders and gain a reputation for herself. But Cheng Yujin didn't. She saw the long-term benefits, so she was more able to endure the benefits for a while.

Forsythia was completely convinced, she watched for a while without blinking, and gradually felt that her eyes were not enough. Forsythia rubbed her eyes and asked curiously, "Girl, who are you doing it for now?"

Cheng Yujin used to give people her own embroidery, all of which were large and necessary occasions. Forsythia thought about it for a long time, but she didn't expect anything important to happen recently. Cheng Yujin took the line and sighed: "To a difficult ancestor."