Cheng Yue looked at it and thought, hmm, it was a very ordinary dress, but the material was very good.
But she is not so tactless. The gift people gave her was well-intentioned.
At that time, I can ask her sister-in-law's embroidery shop to make some onesies for babies, which should be more cartoon-like and cute.
It is said that all the adults in their family have new clothes to wear, except Ning Wazi.
Jiang said that children grow up quickly and it would be a waste to have too many new clothes.
Cheng Yue took Huang Shaolan to her room. This was the first time Huang Shaolan entered Cheng Yue's boudoir.
"Ayue, why don't you look like a girl at all? You look just like those men taking the imperial examinations!"
Looking at the dressing table, which contained only a bronze mirror as big as a face plate and a makeup box, and the rest were pens, ink, paper, inkstone, and various drawings, Huang Shaolan couldn't help but say.
"I'm so busy lately! I can't go to the desk with my nephew, and I can't do these things in the living room. My nephew is crawling around everywhere now! So, I can only stay in my own room!"
Cheng Yue sighed.
She actually wanted a study, but there were no other spare rooms in the house. The only two guest rooms were intended for Xue Hanyu to stay in when she arrived.
"That's right. But you're getting married soon. Auntie said that Brother Mo has plenty of rooms, so you can clean up a study for yourself when the time comes. Oh, what is this! It looks so cute. Oh, I see, it's the pattern you're going to use for Sister Cheng's embroidery shop! Ayue, you're so talented! How could you draw something so cute?"
"Ayue, who did you learn to paint from?"
"Ayue, this, this, there are words next to it! Miss, would you like a cup? I'm very good at drinking. Hahahaha, Ayue, you're so funny!"
"What is written here?"
Huang Shaolan is like a chatterbox. She hasn't stopped talking since she found the drawings on the table.
Cheng Yue was not afraid that she would learn it, so she let her watch.
The Huang family has a dyeing workshop, so it's useless for her to learn these painting skills.
And she also believed in Huang Shaolan's character.
"Here, the recipe for peach wine. I've been very busy lately. Take your people to make it, and let me know when you're done. I'll come over and take a look!"
Cheng Yue stepped forward, opened the drawer, took out the recipe that had been prepared long ago, and handed it to Huang Shaolan.
Since Huang Shaolan is not coming today, she plans to go see her tomorrow.
Originally, she planned to lead them to make peach wine, but later found that she was too busy. Making peach wine was also simple. She wrote down the steps and some precautions clearly, and believed that Huang Shaolan could lead people to do it.
"Ah? You're not watching!"
Huang Shaolan frowned, feeling a little unhappy.
"Shao Lan, this is really simple. I can check it out after you're done brewing! Don't be angry! I've also written down the things you need to pay attention to. I believe you'll be fine!"
Cheng Yue said patiently.
"Ayue, I've never brewed anything before. I'm afraid it won't turn out well! Can you go?"
Huang Shaolan pursed her lips, calmed herself down, and pulled Cheng Yue to act coquettishly.
"Of course it will. Really, just trust me."
Cheng Yue patted Huang Shaolan's hand and said seriously.
"Ayue, I'm careless and impatient. Leave me alone..."
Huang Shaolan talked a lot.
Cheng Yue had no choice but to compromise, but she only agreed to go and see it once every night.
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