Chapter 63 Family Gossip
The Chinese New Year is spent visiting friends and relatives, eating and drinking.
Liu rarely went out of the house, and Yunniang didn't come out either.
The two boys, accompanied by Mo Bao, also started to laugh and run around. In this regard, Mo Yi still approved of Mo Bao. Although he loved eating and became a little fat, he was gentle, smart and willing to learn, unlike Mo Qing, who was spoiled by his mother.
Mo Wen took two pieces of clothing to Wang's room, which she had never worn. With her current status, it would be cheap to wear them again: one was grass green, and the other was bright red, the colors were bold and rich.
Her face was so pale that it was almost bloodless.
She has grown up, and she looks very gorgeous in such clothes, and she can hold her own.
As for Mo Yi, her face was round and rosy now. Wearing such bright colors would only make her look younger and a little petty.
Wang's aesthetic taste is very limited. Pulling the clothes, she said, "This color is really festive!"
As he was talking, Mo Yi also came in with a piece of clothing. It was a light cigar-colored brocade with a lotus leaf pattern and a pleated skirt of the same material.
Wang compared them and said, "Isn't yours a bit ordinary? Why don't you wear your sister's red one? It's so eye-catching! You'll be more noticeable among the girls at a glance!"
Based on Mo Yi's understanding of Mo Wen, there was no way she would give her the good clothes.
Looking at it this way, it's better than expected! At least the material is good and it's brand new. But the color...
Let’s not talk about whether your outfit looks good or not, the key point is: where are you going dressed like this!
This time, she should act calm, natural, and restrained, instead of acting like she's eaten bee shit...
Otherwise, people will talk about whether they like you or not!
"Mother, this green one is also very nice. Although it is the beginning of spring, the earth has not yet turned green again. Wearing this will make you look fresh and full of vitality!" Mo Wen said with a smile.
Mo Yi was too lazy to deal with them anymore: "Mother, my sister is taller than me. This dress is too long for me and will make me look sloppy. How about wearing your own dress?"
Wang acted as if she hadn't heard anything, and first picked up the red one and compared it to her chest. She was a little puzzled... She had seen Mo Wen try this one on, and it looked so good!
Why does she look so dark compared to this silly girl?
After hesitating for a moment, the green clothes gestured and things looked even worse.
Wenwen looks pretty good in her clothes...
She decisively took back the red one, "Mom thinks the red one is better!"
"Mother..." Mo Yi said helplessly, "There were so many people there that day, and it's not good for my daughter to wear something so eye-catching."
"What do you know? What does it mean to be dazzling? It means to be dazzling, okay? You are plain-looking to begin with. If you don't dress brightly, who will notice you? Hey! Wenwen, can you lend her your new fur-collared cape?"
Is it good? Of course not!
That leather collar is shiny and soft, so nice!
I heard that rich families have such a cloak. It costs tens of thousands of taels of silver. Although she only has a collar, it is also extraordinary. Wrapped around her neck, it makes her look particularly noble.
It’s been made, but she hasn’t worn it yet. She plans to wear it after she gets married!
Lend it to Mo Yi?
What are you thinking about?
Knowing that she wouldn't agree, Mo Yi didn't respond: "Mother, I still have clothes! They just haven't been ironed yet, so don't worry about it!"
"I've never seen you so unwilling to do good things! Those girls must be all glamorous and beautiful, and they have outstanding talents! You don't have anything you want! What can you bring to the Marquis's attention?"
Mo Yi was so annoyed that he couldn't help but blame Liang You again. Why did he cause me so much trouble?
There's no end to this!
Seeing Mo Yi's unhappy face, Wang became even angrier, "I'm doing this for your own good. It's so cold and so far away, but I have to accompany you! Isn't it because I hope you can find a good marriage? You don't care about your own affairs. If you have half of Wen Wen, I don't have to work so hard!"
Mo Yi continued, "My daughter has another one. I'll put it on and show it to you after it's ironed. If that doesn't work... just wear this red one, okay?"
"When you're done, put it on and show it to me!" Wang finally let her out.
On the way back, Mo Yi didn't even wear his outer cloak, hoping to cool himself down and cool down.
You don’t make or buy clothes for me on weekdays, but when I need them, you complain that I have nothing to wear?
And Mo Wen... Liang You is the one you don't want.
What? You can’t let someone else have it even if you don’t want it...even if that person is your own sister?
And Liang You!
How nice it would be to be a simple scholar! How did you get involved in all these things?
Humph! When I get married and leave the Mo family in the future... I will never have anything to do with you except my father!
I went back to the house and had to tidily dress again.
This one is made of twill, the material is pretty good, but it's a little damaged. There are broken threads the size of an egg.
The tailor said that if the clothes were made according to the material, this piece would form a waist.
There's no way around it.
After the dress was finished, she sewed it carefully and then made a flower with the same cloth, finally covering the spot.
This material is very delicate, and I was afraid that the girl would accidentally damage it, so I spent a long time ironing it myself.
After putting it on, Xiangzhi saw it and said excitedly: "Girl, you are so beautiful!"
After being tired for a long time, Mo Yi was still annoyed: "I call this beautiful? Only big sisters are beautiful!"
"The older girl is pretty, but you're not bad either. She's whiter than you... and you look better than her! She's one year older than you, and if you grow taller, you might even be taller than her!"
Whether she looks better or worse, it won’t help me at all!
Mo Yi thought helplessly and went to Wang's room again.
This time, Wang's eyes lit up when she saw it. "Well, this one is okay... but it's a little too skinny. Wide pleated skirts are popular now!"
"There's not enough cloth. The tailor said it can only be made like this! It would be better to wear a thin coat inside."
"It won't be so cold since spring has begun. So let's do this... Hey, I remember... Qiuhong!"
She called the maid and went into the inner room. She heard some noises and it seemed that someone was looking for something.
Mo Wen looked at Mo Yi with a heavy look in her eyes. She also remembered the cloth...
After a while, Wang came out with two porcelain plum-shaped hairpins. "I think these two hairpins match your skirt. Wear them first, and remember to return them to me!"
Mo Wen suddenly said, "Mother, I have a piece of this material that is smudged and damaged. Where is it? It should be..."
She got right to it.
Mo Yi didn't expect her to attack, so he didn't dodge and pulled the belt open. Although Mo Yi sewed it, it was still quite obvious.
"Here it is! You can see it if you move!"
Mo Yi got angry, and pulled it back violently, saying angrily: "What are you doing!?"
The belt was pulled out of his hands with a sharp pain. Mo Wen hissed and was startled.
"Mo Yi!" Wang glared.
Mo Wen was also annoyed: "What am I doing? You're going out wearing clothes like this? Let people see that the Mo family is so poor that they don't even have a decent piece of clothing? Aren't you ashamed?"
"It's embarrassing for me too!" Mo Yi retorted.
"Mo Yi, how can you talk like that?!" Wang was anxious.
"Mother, look at her like this, it would be useless to go!"
"Your sister is kindly reminding you, why are you so mad?"
Mo Yi suddenly smiled, with sarcasm in his smile.
"You pull someone's clothes off without saying a word!? Do you agree with me treating you like this? If you can't stand seeing me doing well, just say so!"
"What do you mean?!" Mo Wen felt a little guilty.
“Heh…” Mo Yi looked at Mo Wen steadily, “Sister, we are sisters and we understand each other. What I mean is that I know what you mean.”
Her eyes were surprisingly bright, as if they could see through the ink patterns.
Mo Wen was nervous, his face looked even uglier, and his back was sweating a little.
"Mo Yi! Are you... threatening your sister?" Wang didn't quite understand. "In my opinion, you should not go to this Dajue Temple!" Who can't threaten? ?
"A daughter always listens to her mother!" Mo Yi said, then turned and left.
"Come back here!" Wang stood up angrily and wanted to pull her back and scold her again.
Mo Wen held Wang back, "Mom, let her go!"
"This wimpy bandit is so infuriating! I planned for her with good intentions and even found a hairpin for her, but she just doesn't appreciate it! She's just like your father, not knowing how to appreciate a good person! If you have the guts, don't go! Qiuhong, put the hairpin away and throw it away instead of letting her wear it!"
Mo Wen's heart was pounding. "Mom, her temper has always been like this. I can't talk to her properly. In my opinion, it's better not to go to Dajue Temple! It's a waste of time if we go!"
Wang nodded directly: "That's right! Later, ask your aunt to find her a husband on the phone, and marry her far away! So that she won't be in front of me and annoy me all the time!"
Then, she picked up the two sets of clothes and thrust them into Mo Wen's hands: "Take them back, you don't need them anymore! Humph, I don't care about this matter anymore!"
I was quite happy to receive recognition from several poetry friends.
(End of this chapter)
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