Yu Jiao smiled and said, "Do you want to go?"
Yu Fuling nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, "I want to go, I want to go."
"Don't make trouble. Miss Meng is going to see a patient, not to play. Why is she acting more and more like a child?" Song took out a small bundle from the cupboard and planned to help Yu Jiao pack her things right away.
Yu Fuling dragged out her voice and called out coquettishly, "Mom, I can go with you to take care of Yu Jiao. I'm going to Qingzhou to take the provincial examination, so I definitely can't be with Yu Jiao all the time. She's just a little girl, and we're worried about her."
Song was unmoved, as she had already discussed with the first wife that Yu Qiaoshan would go to Qingzhou with her. Naturally, he was much better than Fuling, a half-grown girl.
Seeing that her mother refused to give in, Yu Fuling pulled Yu Jiao's sleeve and shook it, saying, "Hurry up and talk to mom, and let me go with you."
Yu Jiao smiled and said, "I've already told Master Mu that I'll take you with me."
"Really?" Yu Fuling was pleasantly surprised. She let go of Yu Jiao's sleeves and ran to the side room. "I'll go pack my things."
Song looked at her cheerful back and smiled helplessly. Although she was complaining, there was a hint of fondness in her voice, "This girl, who is about to get married, has become more and more unstable."
Yu Jiao smiled and said, "It's inevitable that I'll feel lonely if I go alone, but I'll feel more at ease if Sister Fuling accompanies me."
"I'm afraid Fuling will cause trouble..."
Before Song finished her words, Yu Fuling's voice came from the side room, begging, "I have never been to Qingzhou! Mother, please let Yu Jiao and I go out to see the world. How can I go out after I get married?"
Yu Mengshan loved his daughter and helped her by saying, "If the child wants to go, let her go."
Even Yu Mengshan said so, Song replied, "Okay, go ahead, mother will help you pack your things."
Hearing that Song agreed, Yu Fuling poked her head out from the side room holding clothes and said with a smile, "Mom, take a rest. I can pack it myself."
Seeing her so happy, Song smiled and shook her head, like a bird released from a cage.
In fact, there was nothing much to pack, just a few sets of clothes at most, and mainly the things in the medical box. After Yu Jiao came back, she boiled the silver needles that she had used to treat Lin Shuang last time, and stuffed the needle bags into the interlayer of the medical box. Yu Jiao also put in a small amount of herbs.
She was not worried about the medicinal herbs. When the time came, she could just buy whatever herbs she needed for the consultation at the pharmacy in Qingzhou. The big pharmacies there should have a very complete range of medicinal herbs.
Yu Jiao and Yu Fuling each brought three sets of clothes, which could be packed into a small bag.
Yu Fuling wanted Yu Jiao to dress decently. After all, she was a doctor who went out to see patients and couldn't let others look down on her. So she took out the skirt that had not been made for Yu Jiao overnight and urged Yu Jiao to try it on.
The honey-colored embroidered flower-embroidered cross-collar skirt is light yellow with white, and the color is quiet and not ostentatious.
The short jacket with wide sleeves and the skirt with pleats reaching to the waist showed off Yu Jiao's slender waist. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with crescent-shaped ginkgo flowers. After Yu Jiao put it on, she turned around and liked it very much. She felt that Yu Fuling's needlework was really amazing. Such a complicated dress was sewn stitch by stitch.
"She looks pretty." Yu Fuling looked at Yu Jiao with shining eyes and said with a smile, "She's really pretty, not worse than those girls in the city at all."
Although she didn't have any jewelry, Yu Jiao was pretty, with a pair of lively almond-shaped eyes. Even though she was only wearing this dress, Yu Fuling felt from the bottom of her heart that she looked much better than the carefully dressed Miss Zhang.
"This skirt is beautiful, thank you Sister Fuling." Yu Jiao watched with her own eyes how Yu Fuling turned the cloth into a skirt stitch by stitch, which took a lot of thought and hard work.
Seeing that she liked it, Yu Fuling smiled and said, "When you come back from Qingzhou, I'll use that lake blue material to make you another woven jacket."
"No hurry. I have new clothes to wear now. You can make your own clothes first." Yu Jiao looked at Yu Fuling and suddenly smiled. The process of people getting along with each other is really wonderful. People's hearts are exchanged for each other's hearts. At first, Yu Fuling spoke coldly to her and never said anything nice to her, but now she treats her like a real sister.
"What are you laughing at?" Yu Fuling asked when she saw her staring at herself with a strange smile.
Yu Jiao shook her head and said with a smile, "Nothing."
Yu Fuling looked unconvinced and reached out to tickle the flesh on Yu Jiao's waist. "Tell me or not? What are you laughing at?"
Yu Jiao was quite ticklish. She dodged and said, "It's nothing, dear sister. Please don't bully me."
The two laughed and joked for a while, then lay on the bed together. Yu Fuling said from the bottom of her heart, "Life is so good now, Yu Jiao, you are the lucky star of our family."
Yu Jiao smiled, sat up, and straightened her clothes that were messed up by the fight. "You didn't sleep much last night. The bag has been packed. You can sleep for a while. I will call you when Master Mu comes."
Yu Fuling was a little excited when she thought about going to Qingzhou. She had stayed up too long last night. She yawned and said worriedly, "Be sure to call me. Don't sneak away with me."
Yu Jiao got up and went to Yu Qizhe's room. She saw that he was still sitting at the desk reading a book. He didn't have the slightest hint of being restless about taking the exam. She secretly admired him.
"Don't look at it. I've been learning for so many years. I can learn it in a few days." Yu Jiao glanced at the package on his bed. "Have you packed everything? Do you want to check it again?"
Yu Qizhe put down the book in his hand, looked up and saw Yu Jiao had changed into new clothes, which made her fair face look beautiful. He curled his lips slightly and said with a smile, "I have packed it up, nothing is left out, you don't have to worry."
Yu Jiao's hair was a little messy because of the fight with Yu Fuling just now. She raised her hand to lift her hair and tucked it behind her ear casually, "That's good."
Yu Qizhe stood up, found a wooden comb, handed it to Yu Jiao and said, "This dress that Sister made looks very good on you."
Yu Jiao turned around proudly, took the comb from Yu Qizhe, and said with a smile, "Sister Fuling is very good at needlework, but it takes too much time to make clothes. When I have money in the future, I can buy ready-made clothes to save trouble."
Yu Qizhe smiled and watched her combing her hair clumsily in front of the bronze mirror in the room.
Yu Jiao didn’t know how to tie her hair at all. She usually just did it casually. At first, she would braid a pigtail. Later, she learned from Yu Fuling and tied a simplest small bun.
But hair-tying is a delicate job, and she has little patience, so she always fails to do it well.
Now her hair has been getting longer and longer, which is very troublesome. If it weren't for the fact that women with disheveled hair here would be considered frivolous, she would not bother to do it. Now she can't style her hair into a bun properly. Yu Jiao really wants to cut her hair with a pair of scissors.
Seeing that she had been combing her hair for a long time and it was in a loose bun, Yu Qizhe pulled the corners of his lips, smiled softly and waved at Yu Jiao, "I'll help you."
Yu Jiao turned to look at him, her clear and bright almond-shaped eyes full of disbelief, "You can tie your hair?"
Yu Qizhe smiled without saying anything, walked to Yu Jiao and took the wooden comb from her hand.
Before the teeth of the comb touched Yu Jiao's hair, she raised her hands to hold her head and said protectively, "Are you okay? I'm afraid of pain, please don't pull my hair."
Yu Qizhe grabbed Yu Jiao's hand, gently took it away, and said in a gentle voice, "I won't hurt you."
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