"Oh!" The old lady was delighted. "Is the letter accurate? This kid is really good! Haha! Good, good, let the kitchen prepare some fresh shrimps and crabs! And the best daughter's red wine! He is getting more and more drunk now!" Then, she started to nag about how drinking too much is not good...

Wen Jiao asked: "Where's my cousin's wife?!"

Nanny Song said, "Come with Fifth Master!"

The girls from the Wen family immediately started talking excitedly about their cousin's wife.

"I don't know what my cousin's wife is wearing this time..." Wen Jiao said.

"Yes! The birdie shirt that my cousin's wife wore last time was so beautiful! She said she designed it herself!" Wen Wan had an expression of envy and admiration. She didn't have "time" to go back and change clothes.

"I heard that she is quite famous in the capital. Even the princess asks her for advice on styles!" Wen Su was also very emotional.

Wen Jiao said, "Grandma, I heard that my cousin's clothes were all custom-made in Cailuan Pavilion. Shall we go too? Okay, grandma? My granddaughter told mother, but mother didn't agree!"

The clothes of the Wen family were all made in the clothing workshop opened by the Song family. The products of Cailuan Pavilion were slow to make and expensive, which was too extravagant for a young girl. For the above reasons, Wu did not agree to Wen Jiao.

The old lady listened with a smile, and thinking that they were about to go to the capital, she must make two sets of four-season clothes for the girls, so that the people in the capital would not think that they were country bumpkins coming to the city.

So he nodded and said, "Once your elder brother's business is done, let's go to Cailuan Pavilion and take a look!"

Several girls shouted happily: "Grandma, you are so kind!"

Wen Yu listened to their laughter, but her expression was a little dazed. Suddenly, cousin Hui asked: "Cousin, your flower pattern is beautiful and special, tell me how you made it?" She looked at it seriously.

"Oh, I drew the pattern first, and Yan Zhu cut the material according to the pattern, sewed it into petals, and then nailed it on one by one."

This method really imitated the products of Master Qing of Cailuan Pavilion. In her previous life, she also wore clothes from Cailuan Pavilion. But later, Master Qing had an accident, and the business of Cailuan Pavilion was also in trouble.

She also liked Master Qing's craftsmanship and had learned it, but it was only similar in appearance. If you don't know the tricks, you can't just make it casually.

"Ah! It's really amazing. You draw well, and Yan Zhu does a good job. Also, the layout on the skirt is reasonable, not too simple or complicated, just right!"

"Yan Zhu? Which one is Yan Zhu?" The sixth sister Wen Su also saw Wen Yu's skirt and came over without knowing when.

"Oh, it's the red bean next to me."

"Hongdou, why did you change her name?"

The names of ordinary maids were based on their masters' preferences. When they got married, they would be called "so-and-so's family". They were not worthy of their own names.

"That day, I was looking through the things my mother left behind. It turned out that Yan Zhu's mother was a woman who fell into the water and was rescued by my mother when she was in her boudoir. Her husband had disappeared, her belongings were gone, and she was pregnant. My grandmother and mother were kind-hearted and saved her.

I hired someone to take care of her and she gave birth to a daughter, Yanzhu. Her mother had always been with my mother. Later... she also died of illness. So, strictly speaking, Hongdou was not a slave. As soon as I found out, I felt it was inappropriate to keep her as a slave. I gave her a name and let her take her mother's surname."

Wen Su, who was listening nearby, smiled disapprovingly. What pregnant woman who fell into the water, was kind enough to rescue her... who knows what might be going on! Cousin Hui nodded, "Your grandmother and mother are both kind-hearted people. Yan Zhu was born well, and you are considerate, so she will be blessed in the future."

Wen Jiao had talked enough over there, and seeing how excited they were, she came over with a proud attitude, "Big sister, I asked Chunhui to tell you that day that she wanted to eat osmanthus cake. When will you make it?!"

She had been holding it in for a while and finally came to ask for punishment!

In fact, she didn't want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but a friend named Zhao Ruoxin liked it very much. One time, she brought a bag home for her. Zhao Ruoxin had a brother named Zhao Wensong, who was really a handsome young man... He wasn't that great, but he also liked the taste very much.

After getting the feedback, Wen Jiao was very happy and asked Wen Yu to make it again and send it at a special time. However, she told Zhao Ruoxin that she made it herself.

There have been a lot of things going on at home recently, and they haven't seen each other for a while. She thought that if the Zhao family came to attend the wedding, she would let him... Zhao Ruoxin... bring another box back.

Haha, these two… Wen Yu was almost laughing out of anger: "Huh?! Third sister, didn't I tell Chunhui the other day? I won't eat or cook recently."

Wen Jiao really didn't expect that Wen Yu would refuse in front of her...

Anger rose to his head: "Who said that you would make it for me when I wanted it? Oh! You rushed to give it to me when I didn't want to eat it, and now that I want it, I'm telling you nicely, but you took it away?"

Wen Yu also looked at Wen Jiao in confusion. In her previous life, she was really so heartless... She tried so hard to please someone, but she still enjoyed it even though she got nothing in return? "Third sister, I've been making sweet-scented osmanthus cake for you for three years, right? Did you give me flour or sweet-scented osmanthus? Or did you repay me in other ways? What? I have to make it for you forever? I owe you too?"

"You must be fond of it! Otherwise, why would you tell Zhao Ruoxin that the osmanthus cake was made by you?!" Wen Yu said with sarcasm and her attitude was not soft at all.

Wen Jiao was shocked and angry, "When did I say I did it?!"

"Didn't you say that? Then why does Zhao Ruoxin think so? If I see her when my eldest brother gets married, I'll ask her!"

Wen Huan had been eavesdropping nearby, and at this moment, she walked over calmly.

"Oh! My eldest brother's getting married, what a happy event!? With a fate like yours, you have the nerve to attend! Aren't you afraid of disgusting others?" Wen Jiao had a vicious face.

"Is my fate not good? My third sister, aren't you still in good health and looking healthy?" Wen Yu looked her up and down with contempt.

"You, you, you!" Wen Jiao said a few times but couldn't continue. She stared at her, then snorted loudly, flicked her sleeves and left.

The commotion here finally made the old lady look over with a frown.

Wen Huan smiled and said in a delicate voice, "It's just a matter of a plate of osmanthus cake, there's no need to quarrel like this... Big sister, don't get angry all the time!"

Wen Yu also smiled, "Hey! For us little girls, it's nothing more than some handkerchiefs, cakes... and other trivial matters... We just say it and forget it! We won't take it seriously."

Wen Huan blushed, took two steps back, and left.

Haha, another one is pissed off...

Cousin Hui glanced at Wen Yu, touched her gently, and shook her head, "Second Aunt loves Jiao Jie the most, you should be more careful."

If you offend the mistress of the house or she trips you up, you will have a hard time living.

Wen Yu smiled at her cousin, and her anger dissipated: If you are stupid, you will be bullied by others! ...

Wen Yu returned to the house and saw Yan Zhu there, learning to count in a daze... She was using all ten fingers on both hands to figure it out.

Seeing Wen Yu coming back, Yan Zhu felt a little aggrieved. There were so many fun things to do outside, but she was settling accounts in the house...

"How is it? Do you understand?" Wen Yu asked with a smile.

Yan Zhu can read and write, although she is not good at reading and writing. But she is quite good at needlework! She can also cook delicious soup without any teacher. It is probably because of her mother's spirituality! However, she can't do accounting and keeping accounts. Wen Yu has been giving her lessons these days.

It’s just that Yan Zhu never gets tired of doing what she likes to do.

She just doesn't like accounting, so she can never learn it.

He would rather put away Wen Yu's clothes and jewelry, and spend a whole day revising them, than sit here and look at the account books.

Wen Yu sat down to look at the accounts made by Yan Zhu. Yan Zhu fawningly brought her a bowl of lotus seed and lily soup from the charcoal stove next to her. "Try it?"

Looking at her flattering smile, Wen Yu felt a little helpless.

Hong Xing'er lingered in the room for a while, then left on the pretext of something.

Wen Yu looked at her back and asked Yan Zhu, "Have you told Xiao Ji?"

"I haven't said it yet! Zhuzhu wants to test her! Zhuzhu said to Xiaoji: I hate Hong Xing, and I want to find something to hold against her and drive her out. I asked Xiaoji to help me keep an eye on her. If my plan works, I will give her the gold earrings that the girl gave me as a reward. She agreed! I have to see if she has the ability!" Yanzhu shook her head, feeling very proud! "Oh, our Zhuzhu is so smart." Wen Yu teased her.

"That's right!" Yan Zhu proudly stretched her neck, "The girl is going to do something big, Zhu Zhu has to keep up!"

"Then this account..."

"Girl, today's soup isn't sweet, is it?"

(End of this chapter)