The Petite Wife of the First Family

Nangong Xueqing was Xiao Jingheng's mother. Except for the two personal maids around her, which were arranged by her son, the rest were arranged by the Grand Lady of the Duke's House.

So she made Xiao Jingheng's wedding dress in the yard during the day, and embroidered her daughter-in-law's wedding dress in her house with two personal maids at night.

Her son had been missing for a few months. At first, she was worried that she could not eat or sleep.

Until, more than a month ago, her nephew Nangong Yunhao came to tell her in person that her son was not only living well, but also married a wife.

At that time, she couldn't believe it, thinking that her nephew was trying to comfort her.

Then one night, Yecheng next to her son came to tell her that she wanted to go to the best embroidery building in Los Angeles to make two wedding dresses.

At that time, Nangong Xueqing finally believed that her son was really going to marry.

She knew the size of her son, but when Night City gave her the size, she found that the size of her son was a little bigger than before.

She was really relieved that her son was alive and well.

The best embroidered building embroidered, how can she embroider well!

So, she decided to make it herself, what if there were too many eyeliners in her yard, she just smiled and made her son's wedding dress every day.

No, I just saw the maid Shuang'er just now, looking at her with sympathy, as if to say that everyone is gone, and she is happily making clothes every day...

However, Nangong Xueqing said without changing his face:

"The sixth young master has liked red since he was a child, and suddenly he doesn't like wearing red in recent years, you see? Isn't this something wrong? So I think! Let's make him red clothes in the future! Do this well, and do it tomorrow. All in one."

Shuang'er could only say: "Yes, ma'am, make more sets of red."

Nangong Xueqing laughed heartily, even the grandfather of the grandfather's mansion and her husband thought she laughed because she had spiritual sustenance.

She won't tell these bad people who want to harm her son, her son is really going to marry.

What she does is like clothes, what can you do with me? !

Tomorrow will be the first day of October. I don't know when my son's wedding will be. !

Nangong Xueqing went to Huguo Temple on September 29 and asked the master to help him read it. October 11 was the best and most suitable day for her son.

I don't know if my son, who is thousands of miles away, knows about this good day.

Her daughter-in-law's wedding dress has been embroidered. It is said that it was painted by her son himself. It is really beautiful.

I don't know how her daughter-in-law looks like, it should be very good to be treated like this by her son!

But Nangong Yunhao told her that she was a black and thin village girl. She didn't know whether to believe it or not? Looking at the size of this wedding dress, it is not short.

Nangong Xueqing was thinking about the work in his hands, and a smile appeared on his face without knowing it.

The grandfather of the country, Xiao Xuanshen, came back. He hadn't been to Shenqingyuan for a long time some time ago. He was in a much better mood after seeing the woman in the past two days.

Today, he was in a bad mood, so he wanted to talk to his Cher.

As soon as he came in, he saw his beloved woman sitting in the yard doing embroidery, with a fairy-like temperament, dressed in white.

The rusty butterfly dark pattern is on the top, a blue silk is gently raised with butterfly tassels, and the butterfly carved from a night pearl on the forehead emits a faint light, the eyebrows are lightly swept, and there is no powder on the face, but it still can't hide the stunning appearance.

All smiles were embroidered on a red dress that had only recently been embroidered for their son.

Xiao Xuan felt sad for a while, if her son was still alive, would she smile more beautifully? !

It is not that he is not sad, but it is impossible to say that he is heartbroken, after all, there are many children in the house.

"Xue'er, have you eaten yet?"

Nangong Xueqing said with a bright smile: "Not yet, the master is here, let's have dinner together, we don't rush to embroider this last point."

The grandfather of the country then instructed the maid: "You go to set up the meal first, and we go to eat."

Nangong Xueqing stopped what he was doing, approached Xiao Xuanshen and took his hand into the dining room together.

"Shuang'er, go and fetch water to clean our hands."

The two of them washed their hands and sat down to eat, with the maid standing by the side and doing dishes.

Xiao Xuanshen never mentioned his son, because he was afraid that the woman would be sad, and Nangong Xueqing did not mention his son, because he was afraid that someone would harm her son again.

The two have different ideas, but the same goals.

After having lunch together happily, Xiao Xuanshen's mood was inexplicably better, and he said emotionally, "I still have things to deal with now, I'll come over at night."

"Okay, Xuanshen, go get busy."

Xiao Xuan was very happy and kissed the woman he loved for a while, so nice! Finally got out!

Otherwise, when he faced the lifeless Xueer some time ago, he felt depressed and uncomfortable when he saw it.

So, he hasn't come to see her for a long time!

Two people who love each other again, there are other people and things in the middle, and they are not so beautiful...

Not long after the grandpa walked out of the yard, Nangong Xueqing's personal maid, Mei Yu, came back from outside.

As soon as I came back, I took the master back to the room, and another maid, Meihua, was outside guarding the door.

Mei Yu said excitedly, "Ma'am, is the master's clothes ready? Yecheng came to pick it up at night, saying that the master will get married on October 11th."

"Really! That's great! There are such powerful masters out there that count!"

Nangong Xueqing was both happy and sad.

Her only son got married, and she couldn't even appear!

Seeing that his wife was sad, Mei Yu comforted her and said, "Master said, I will pick you up to live with you in a while."

Nangong Xueqing said sadly, "How can I leave here! As long as Heng'er is doing well, I can rest assured."

"Hey! Don't say it, I'll hurry up to make clothes, and there's still a little finishing work that I haven't done."

Here, after Xu Zhizhi and Xiao Jingheng went home and had lunch, they brought Xu Daniu and the donkey cart to the next door Houshan Village.

The village head of Houshan Village is surnamed Zhao, and there are a few more people with the surname of Zhao in Houshan Village.

Xu Chunhua's fiance is surnamed Zhao.

The village chief Zhao also took the villagers to Xu's house and sold beans. When he saw the splendid yard, his eyes were straight.

I heard that Xu Zhizhi came to their village to look for him, and hurriedly put down his work, he hurried to the village road to meet him.

Enthusiastically invited the three of Xu Zhizhi to enter, talking while drinking tea.

When Zhao Dahai heard that his fiancee's cousin had come to their village, he quickly returned from the field and went to the village chief's house.

At this time, the village chief's yard was surrounded by villagers who followed Xu Zhizhi and the others all the way.

Village Chief Zhao didn't know whether it was fear or excitement, trembling like a pendulum.

He tried his best to keep his voice calm and asked, "Young Master Xiao, Miss Xu, what are you doing here today?"

Xiao Jingheng didn't give a single look, just looked at his little daughter-in-law.

Xu Zhizhi said with a smile: "We came to the door rashly today, first to visit you, the village chief, and secondly to ask if there are any barren hills in your village that you plan to sell?"