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Chapter 60 Going Home

The snowball drew a perfect parabola in the air and hit Meng Shaoheng at his feet.

Meng Shaoheng was startled, and quickly raised his head and looked around to see who was attacking.

Soon, he saw Qiao Yun standing in the pavilion, with a very cunning smile on her face.

Meng Shaoheng frowned, and a horrifying suspicion emerged in his mind.

This girl——could it be a misunderstanding?

Yes, he has been a little affectionate towards her recently, and he praised her a few more times at the banquet yesterday. He did it to make her beautiful mother happy, and he still buried these thoughts in his heart without telling anyone.

. Could it be that this little girl misunderstood that he was interested in her?

Look at her running to the garden early in the morning, dressed up so beautifully just to see him, and standing at such a high place to blow in the cold wind.

If there is a misunderstanding, it is better to talk it out as soon as possible to avoid trouble.

Meng Shaoheng looked at the plum blossom petals in his hand, put them into his sleeves, walked towards the rockery, climbed up the steps in three steps, and came to the pavilion.

"Why did you hit me for no reason?"

Qiao Yun didn't answer but asked: "Why did you come to the garden so early in the morning to pick flowers?"

"What does it have to do with you if I caress my own flowers?" Meng Shaoheng raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this unkind tone, Qiao Yun was not annoyed, but sniffed: "Well, the fragrance of plum blossoms is strong and far-reaching. You have such a strong fragrance of plum blossoms! But there are no plum blossom branches. I guess I am planning to take the petals back.

Or dry it to make a sachet, or steam it to make rouge. What are you going to do?"

"You are too lenient, girl!" Meng Shaoheng sneered, simply crossed his arms and leaned leisurely on a pillar nearby, "Why are you in such a hurry? Even the sachet and rouge are not for you.

"

Qiao Yun narrowed her eyes and smiled, as cunning as a little fox: "Is that for Qingqing? Qingqing doesn't like wearing sachets or applying makeup. But for Mrs. Lu? Mrs. Lu said no.

I like things with strong fragrance. Then there is only one female family member left in this house..."

She deliberately prolonged her voice, and was satisfied to see Meng Shaoheng's expression change suddenly. Finally, she couldn't stand it any longer, and she bent over with a burst of laughter.

Meng Shaoheng was confused in his heart. When did this girl know about it? Or was it that she didn't know and was just deliberately deceiving him?

This made him not know how to answer the call.

Seeing the face of the young man in front of her turn green and white, Qiao Yun stopped smiling, deliberately put her hands on her hips, and said with a straight face: "I knew it! You are really good. I treat you as a brother, but you want to be my stepfather."

?What, you still want me to call Qingqing aunt?"

Meng Shaoheng regained his composure, his face somewhat unnatural. He coughed dryly and defended himself: "My fair lady, gentlemen are so jealous. Since ancient times, there have been countless women who have remarried. What's wrong with me?"

"Be respectful, that's my mother!" Qiao Yun was quite speechless, "You're not ashamed to think that my mother is plotting evil in front of me!"

"What's the evil plot? You don't know how to pick a good word!" Meng Shaoheng's face darkened, but just as she said, that beauty is her mother. If you want to leave a good impression in the beauty's heart, you must at least first

After this stinky girl has been coaxed, she won't speak ill of him when she goes back.

"A woman with the appearance of your father-in-law should be held in the palm of a person's hand and hurt. If she followed me, you would be able to live well and live well every day, and you would no longer have to get up early in the morning and work until late at night selling steamed buns and wontons. Why are you so resistant?"

Qiao Yun no longer cared about being polite or impolite, she pointed at the tip of Meng Shaoheng's nose and said: "You are only seventeen years old, I am already eleven this year! Do you really want to be my stepfather? I am alone.

You can also take my mother with her fine clothes and food, so why should I use you?"

Meng Shaoheng became more and more sincere: "I know, you must now feel that I am unreliable in my idleness. Don't worry, I will definitely get good results when I finish my exam this autumn."

His face, which is still a little green and has not lost its baby fat, looks quite funny when he pretends to be mature.

Qiao Yun was so angry that she couldn't speak. She could only stamp her feet on the spot. How could this person be so determined that he would not give up until he reached the Yellow River, and would not look back until he hit the south wall?

Did she not make it clear?

Did she have to make it clear that Yun Xuemei would never like him even if she was beaten to death?

"My mother has already sworn an oath to only live by me from now on. You'd better worry less!" After thinking about it, Qiao Yun chose a less harsh statement.

When Meng Shaoheng heard such an obvious rejection, he finally understood.

But before Qiao Yun could breathe a sigh of relief, Meng Shaoheng said again: "The days are still long, and how do you know that your father-in-law will not change his mind? Besides, children should not dictate the affairs of their parents."

Qiao Yun almost fainted from anger: "Are you from my parents' generation? Speaking of parents, you should first pass the level of your father's hall! Your mother may still think that you are interested in me. If you really have

Talk to your parents about that as soon as possible, and stop using me as a cover! If you can really convince your parents, then I won’t stop you from approaching my mother!"

Huh, you know, that old-fashioned and serious county magistrate would never agree to his son marrying a widow, especially when the widow also has a daughter!

Sure enough, upon hearing his father and mother, Meng Shaoheng's high mood dropped visibly.

He knew very well what his father's temperament was like.

If he failed the test once, he could be forced to study hard in the academy. If he found out that he fell in love with a widowed woman again, he would be scolded for being ignorant and incompetent.

He might even send Qiao Yun and his family far away, so that it would be difficult for him to see the beauty again.

The top priority is for him to get his test scores as soon as possible in Qiu Wei. If he can win the exam, he can straighten his back when facing his father.

He let out a long sigh and left the pavilion with a melancholy look on his face.

Qiao Yun was dumbfounded.

Did he just leave without saying a word?

She was still holding back a lot of words that she hadn't spoken out.

That's all, it's obvious from the looks of it that he won't have any plans for his Xuemei Niang in the short term.

She also came down from the pavilion with her skirt in hand and went back to find Yun Xuemei.

The first day of the New Year passed quickly.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the weather cleared up and the long-lost sun emerged from behind the clouds. It was a good day for traveling.

There was still an ox cart parked at the corner gate of the County Magistrate's Mansion, and several maids were loading large and small bags of things into the cart. Yun Xuemei and Qiao Yun stood beside the cart, and Mrs. Lu's personal maid Xiu Yuan pulled her to carry the things.

Just tell her.

"Mrs. Qian'er had a happy New Year's Eve dinner, and thank you for resolving her urgent need. Here are two pieces of light red Qingrong gauze, two pieces each of peach red and autumn fragrant water wave damask, bamboo green and green plain weave.

Two pieces of silk, you can use them to make some clothes. Madam said, you and your mother-in-law are both very good-looking beauties. Since you have already given birth to filial piety, you should dress up well. You may not be able to wear it on weekdays.

, but if you visit other squire’s homes again, don’t wear linen clothes. Even if you choose these materials and wear them, you won’t make people laugh.”

After saying that, another maid came out with a box. Xiu Yuan took the box and opened it for Qiao Yun to take a look at: "Here is the set of hair and masks you wore yesterday. You brought it with you. It just matches the silk ones."

The clothes. The set of emerald jade hair and face underneath was acquired by Madam in the past and has never been worn before. It just suits Madam Yun’s fairy-like demeanor.”

Qiao Yun thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you madam for me."

Just as he was about to get in the car, another maid ran over carrying a heavy box.

Xiu Yuan was stunned. Madam didn’t miss anything else. What’s going on?

The maid stuffed the box into the car and said with a smile: "This is a complete set of makeup from Chang'an's Return of Spring that the brother and sister Sanlangjun and Sanniangzi put together, from eyebrow makeup and rouge to perfume and facial oil. Sanniangzi

He said that she was also preparing to go out today and had no time to send her off, so she asked Mrs. Qiao to forgive her."

"I see, it's hard to worry about them. Just let them go."

Qiao Yun thanked her again. Seeing the maids putting away the gifts, she pulled Yun Xuemei into the car and started home.

Sitting in the car, Qiao Yun casually opened the box sent by Meng Shaoqing, wanting to see what the Rouge from Chang'an's Return of Spring looked like.

However, he discovered that the box clearly had two layers. The upper layer was a set of rouge and gouache. He opened the grid and revealed the lower layer, where a rather precious red gold hairpin was lying quietly on the silk mat.

This hairpin is carved with a hibiscus flower. The petals are also made of gold and are as thin as cicada wings. A whole ruby ​​is embedded in the stamen. Qiao Yun recognizes that this kind of gem is called padma corundum, also called padparadscha.

, produced in Southeast Asia, was quite valuable in the Tang Dynasty.

There is also a piece of paper pressed under the hairpin.

Qiao Yun unfolded it curiously.

There are only eight words on the paper.

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