Chapter 1: Flowers Bloom and Visitors Come
This winter is exceptionally cold.
The snow that fell seven or eight days ago is still on the roof.
The temperature has only started to warm up in the past two days.
Although it didn’t warm up all at once, the sun was shining brightly!
The snow melted in the sun and dripped down along the icicles under the eaves.
Mo Yi, the fifth girl of the Mo family, asked her maid Xiang Ye to take the daffodils she raised outside to a sunny place sheltered from the wind to dry them in the sun.
Her house does not face the sun and has no proper yard.
Narcissus likes the sun.
After drying for a while, the bay leaves are being brought back, fearing they will freeze to death if left in the sun for too long.
"Girl, a small flower actually bloomed today!" Xiangye said happily after moving the last pot.
Mo Yi shrugged his nose, "I know! I can smell the fragrance now."
There was a small charcoal stove in front of the kang, and a small copper kettle was sitting on the iron frame, steam coming out of it.
She sat cross-legged on the kang.
There were papers, pens and some miscellaneous items on the kang table in front of him, and in his hand was a piece of agate the size of a walnut.
Although it is claimed to be agate, its quality is extremely poor and its shape is irregular.
There's nothing I can do. I can't afford good material.
We can only make the best use of them, cover up those cotton, spots, cracks and so on with novel shapes, and give full play to their greatest advantages. Sometimes, it can even change fate...
Alas, if Chaihuonv wants to act like a young lady, she has to think of some way!
She groped gently with her slender fingers, moved it far and near, and looked at it with squinted eyes.
The material is yellow, but has a dark brown spot and is not shiny enough.
What should I do?
"...Think about it again." She liked doing these things. She had a happy expression on her face while working and hummed a little tune.
Mo Yi is already fifteen years old. She has thick black hair, two black and clear eyes, a rosy round face, and her baby fat has not yet faded.
At the moment, she was wearing a casual jacket and wide-leg cotton trousers. Her hair was simply braided into a pigtail and pinned with two ebony hairpins.
There was not a single piece of jewelry on her body.
He swayed for a while before picking up the pen and drawing on the paper.
Because I had already thought it through, I wrote very quickly and finished the sketch in just a few strokes.
He held the paper in one hand and the material in the other, and compared them: "...this is the only way." He tied the stone and the picture together with a string, opened the small box next to it and put them inside.
He picked up another piece of material and was about to take a closer look...
Suddenly I heard footsteps outside the door.
Concentrate for a moment...
"Someone is coming." She whispered to the eldest maid Xiangzhi, and quickly opened the box and put the materials back.
He then picked up the needle and thread from the basket beside him.
"Second sister!" someone called from outside.
“…”Ink patterns?
Why is she here?
Mo Yi hurriedly got off the ground and put on her cotton slippers: "Big sister?"
Xiangzhi hurried over to open the door and lifted the cotton curtain. Xiangye also stood by the side in a polite manner.
Following the air-conditioning, a tall woman came in. She was wearing a thin brocade cotton cape.
After entering the house, she took off her hat, revealing a pretty little face.
It turns out to be my biological sister, Mo Wen.
"It's so cold outside, why is my sister here... Is there something wrong?" Mo Yi was really surprised.
"It's okay. I felt a little stuffy in the room, so I came to see you..." Mo Wen first looked Mo Yi up and down.
She frowned slightly, "What are you wearing?"
Mo Yi smiled shyly: "I'm working in the house, sister, come and sit down."
Giving her a look of disdain, Mo Wen took off his cloak, threw it on the kang, and sat down beside it.
She wore a green floral horse-shoe half-sleeve shirt on the outside and a dark green cotton coat on the inside. The clothes fit her body very well, outlining her slender waist.
She wore a green pleated skirt, revealing the tips of her thick-soled embroidered cotton boots.
Mo Wen's skin is extremely white, not very bloody, so this color is particularly suitable for her. She looks like a beautiful girl in green clothes, bringing a touch of beautiful spring to the dull winter.
"The water has just boiled. Can you make a bowl of almond soup for sister?" Mo Yi pushed the small plate with melon seeds and peanuts to Mo Wen's hand.
"Yeah." Mo Wen responded casually.
On the high table next to him was a jar with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum in it. Mo Yi opened it, scooped out two spoonfuls of almond powder, and then scooped out a few grams of osmanthus sugar, and first mixed it with cold water in a small jar.
Then he picked up the copper kettle to pour hot water, stirring it constantly with skillful movements.
"Are you working?" Mo Wen looked at the basket on the kang.
"Yes, I'm making buttons." The almond soup was prepared and placed in front of Mo Wen.
Then he picked up the work he was doing: "This is the phoenix tail button on Mrs. Hu's dress that day. I thought about it for a long time after coming home and finally managed to make it. But this part is not done well. Sister, look..."
Mo Wen took it. Although she was looking, Mo Yi felt that she was a little absent-minded.
"Well, it's okay!" Mo Wen took a look and put it down.
"Once you become proficient at it, you can use good materials, make more, and then sew it directly onto clothes."
"Hmm." Mo Wen looked around the room, frowned slightly, and pointed everywhere: "Look at how dirty and messy it is..."
There were small paintings and words written by my father hanging on the wall. There were books and many sundries on the shelves. There were more than a dozen flower pots on the floor. This not-so-big room was filled to the brim.
It's a little messy, but not dirty, I clean it up every day... Mo Yi just smiled and didn't refute.
"Huh? What's that smell?" Mo Wen sniffed.
"It's a daffodil. One just opened today."
"Oh? Let me take a look..." Mo Wen stood up.
There are more than 20 pots of daffodils on the windowsill and on the ground. The leaves are not tall, but there are many flower buds! They are very beautiful in different postures.
After a careful look, Mo Wen pointed at the pot of flowers and said, "This one is pretty good. I'll take it first!"
"Sister..." Mo Yi was a little embarrassed.
"What? You can't bear to leave?" Mo Wen's face sank slightly and his eyes squinted.
"It's like this..." Mo Yi hurriedly explained: "My great uncle asked me to help plant this. The flower heads and the purple clay pots are all his. When the flower buds are full, I'll give them away as gifts. The flower heads are expensive this year because it's cold, so I didn't buy many. I'm worried that my great uncle might be greedy!"
"Oh!" Mo Wen's eyelids drooped, "Is it a rare item? Look at me, I don't have the eyesight to ask for the treasure right away!"
After saying that, he turned around, took his cloak, and was about to leave.
Mo Yi hurriedly grabbed... The eldest daughter of the parents, with a beautiful appearance and dignified manners.
Everyone says that she is calm and generous.
But actually...she is very face-conscious and loves to calculate!
Others will take revenge for their grudges, but she will take revenge twice as much!
If we refuse like this, there will definitely be more trouble, and it will never end!
This is the mother’s favorite eldest daughter!
"Sister!" Mo Yi pleaded, "...How about this, I'll rearrange it later and move out the things you like. Then I'll have Xiang Ye deliver them to you in the evening, okay?"
This attitude is acceptable...
Mo Wen sat down again, still unhappy.
I had to continue explaining, "Sister...my uncle asked me to help plant these originally. It's not a big deal to take two of them. I'm just afraid...others will come and take some when they see them, and I won't be able to stop them. Then there won't be enough...New Year's Day is coming soon, don't make my uncle unhappy."
Uncle Mo Rushan is the pillar of this family.
This family of theirs depends on others for their livelihood, so they have to respect them!
Just as Mo Wen was about to say something, there was the sound of running outside the door. Du Juan shouted in a low but anxious voice: "Girl, the Madam is back!"
"Are you back?!" Mo Wen immediately stood up excitedly and nervously.
Maybe he was too excited. He didn't even say hello. He grabbed his cloak, opened the door himself, and left in a hurry.
It seems that the damn daffodils were thrown aside!
Mo Yi followed to the door, the wind blowing into his neck.
I shivered. It’s so cold!
He didn't even have time to put on the ink-patterned cloak.
So anxious...
Hey guys, here I come again!
First of all, I would like to thank all the babies who like this book for their anticipation, and then I would like to thank the editor Zi Su for the encouragement and support!
At a time when cool and cute articles are popular, I am still writing this kind of slow-paced article about family matters. I am really impressed by myself.
Although I am still holding on... I still implore you all:
Rich people support the show with money (you know what I mean)
Those who have no money are supporting me (throwing all kinds of votes at me)
No money, no one to watch the fun (collection, comment)
Hope: Everyone likes it. I will also work hard.
(End of this chapter)
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