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Su Wenxi, wrapped in thick silk cocoon-like fingers, personally brought the tailor over to tailor the clothes for her.

As for her, of course she couldn't lower herself to a child. Besides, it was a bean sprout that no one loved and no one seemed to want it. Since her background was already so pitiful, she couldn't just add insult to injury.

It wasn't that Su Wenxi didn't know about the measurement of bodies. People who have been scouring the internet for years can't measure their size? What a joke!

She used to mix up her brand names and spend a lot of time with her friends in Shanghai. Her greatest achievement was to wear them as if they were real and to wear them as if they were real. She had saved a lot of money for her and her friend's flower shop, but her father didn't know anything about it.

The problem was that this was ancient times. Ancient clothes, long sleeves, and even the front of a shirt had to be covered up. It was too time-consuming, unflattering, and also a waste of cloth. Of course, the key point was that it was not easy to measure!

In order to express her displeasure with him, Su Wenxi had asked Hong Ying'er to go to the kitchen and order a plate of Peach Blossom, which she brought over to her son with a smile.

At the same time, he received the letter from Dong Yan and thanked the young lady in a very obedient manner.

Young Master Zigui was probably the only one who didn't know that his Miss was smiling at you like a typical girl. He was the only one who took money from the hands of the traffickers.

Although the clothes on his body weren't torn, they really weren't any good clothes. According to Su Wenxi's four years of experience, well, it really was just the most ordinary civilian household material.

This was a little strange. The aunt who sent him was obviously a noble woman, and she looked very amiable. She was also reluctant to part with her son. It didn't seem like she was the kind of person who would treat a child badly.

If Ziying was just a child from a normal family of 100, it would be a little strange if he could get engaged to Su Family. Old Master Su wasn't someone who had enmity and wealth, although Su Family wasn't lacking in money to find a son-in-law, he didn't need to look at money to speak up.

But the door-to-door one?

If Ziying wasn't a child of an ordinary family, who would believe that a rich family could raise a child with such a thin and yellow skin like a bean sprout?

Could it be that Ziying's family was in trouble? No one at home? So he came to rely on Su Mansion?

If so, the child was rather pitiful.

Although she didn't have a mother, at least she had a father who didn't need to worry about money or clothes.

The more Su Wenxi saw, the more she felt pity for this child! Oh, poor, poor thing!

Su Wenxi stretched out her hand and tenderly stretched out the sleeves of her wrinkled sleeves. She thought to herself that she should make four sets of clothes. Boys are mischievous, it would be more or less expensive to put on clothes. Although he was very fast, it didn't seem easy for the bean sprout to jump.

Moreover, his Su Mansion really didn't need to be compared to his clothes.

Just as he was thinking, something fell out of his sleeve with a "pata" sound.

Su Wenxi lowered her head. Eh, the silk flowers worn on the little girl's head? Looking at the pattern of the silk flowers, this little girl was definitely not that big. Five or six years old.

Su Wenxi was immediately amused. As she watched him bent over to pick up the silk flowers, they started to chat casually.

"Ziying, before you came to Su Mansion, did you have a girlfriend you liked?"

Yeah, yeah, yeah! It must be! So marry her when you grow up! You are the perfect match!

Lou Zigui gave Su Wenxi a puzzled look, but pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Su Wenxi found that this bean sprout was really a quiet child. He was not big, but he pursed his lips and had a stubborn look on his face.

But the girl was happy now. It didn't matter if she didn't speak. The girl could read expressions.

"What is there to be ashamed about? As long as there is one, there is one. As a man, what is there to not admit? Your little girlfriend likes this stuff? I have a bunch that I haven't used before. I'll bring it over to you later! "

Su Wenxi's big eyes were squinting into slits from happiness.

Ziying's mouth twitched, but he still didn't say anything.

Su Wenxi's good mood was not affected in the slightest. She pointed to the plate of peach pastry on the table, "Do you like this? They often cook in the kitchen. If you want to eat, just ask Dong Yan to go to the kitchen! Ah, the measurements are done? I'll be able to do it in two days, and then I'll get someone to deliver it to me! "

Sue was in a good mood as she walked out the door.

"What's a girlfriend?"

Eh?

Su Wenxi turned around. A pair of large eyes stared at her in bewilderment from the thin face of the bean sprout.

"Ah?" This... "Hehe, that's right, a girl who treats you well!"

"Then are you my girlfriend?"

Ah? Su Wenxi was stunned.

"Of course … It can't be counted. Girlfriend is referring to... for you, one of the girls... The one you think is the best. "

How did men in ancient times get married when they were twelve or thirteen? A six year old child clearly doesn't seem mature at all? Why did marrying at twelve or thirteen seem so unreliable?

Look at the puzzled look on the bean sprout.

You're six years old and you still don't know what a girlfriend means. You don't even know how to have a puppy love, so what kind of marriage is this? Do you play around as a child?

The feudal marriage killed people! No way, no way!

Su Wenxi discovered that the presence of this child was not very strong.

Other than the fact that the table was filled with only a few jacks of the body size of the bean sprout, the rest of the time … Alright, actually speaking of time, most of my time is spent outside, or running outside … On the wall.

Old Master Su's discipline of his daughter basically belongs to the policy of keeping her in captivity both in public and in secret. After Su Wenxi figured out Old Master Su's attitude, she basically went back to her room obediently after dinner and climbed up the wall with a tree behind her.

Wen Xi felt that the ancient courtyard wall was definitely set up for those young ladies who were raised in the deep rooms and their bodies were weaker than those of the willow trees. To Su Wenxi, this was the equivalent of the low walls of the wooden fence that had been placed on the lawn outside her modern villa. She wasn't a proper girl before, and she isn't.

However, Old Master Su was probably humiliated by the "stunning" appearance of Su Wenxi in front of Mrs. Du. He finally decided to turn his father around. Then, Su Wenxi, other than the compulsory course of ten words per day, had been closely watched by Old Master Su's newly-hired embroidery lady for three days in a row. She could not help but inwardly complain about the extremely low feeling of the rules.

In modern times, who would go through so much effort to curry favor with him? They were all wedding gowns that were custom-made. It was fine, as long as they were skilled enough to find others. Besides, who said anything about marrying that bean sprout? Make it as good as if no one wanted her if she didn't know how to sew.

If she didn't embroider the wedding dress, could the bean sprout break the engagement?

The morning was about to pass, and Su Wenxi, who had not been able to sit or sleep well, held her breath as she looked back at the results of her hard work. Then...

The simplest orchid, three leaves a flower stem, she forcefully embroidered flowers on the tip of the leaf.

Su Wenxi herself felt sorry for the embroidery lady who had followed her duty and taught her all morning. She had decided … A stem of a flower was embroidered under the tip of the leaf.

After a few needles, the stem of the flower came out. It was obvious that it was a solitary, flattering flower. Furthermore, the flower was hanging on top of it, as if it was cut at the waist.

Su Wenxi looked at the few leaves that were seriously lacking in discipline and organization. She thought about how much more likely it would be that she would be able to weave a few stray leaves into a large grass field and embed them with white flowers.

It seemed to him that sewing and embroidery, which had little value, was just a pastime used by the idle ladies and women living alone to kill time.

Who has nothing better to do than to spend half a month sewing and embroidering clothes for themselves?

Why should a woman be a man's tool if she has been trained all her life to be a tool for how to please a man? Besides, the man may not be grateful for this, he may be loyal to you, but he may be a concubine or an aunt.

Of course, Su Wenxi didn't think that there was anything wrong with her father marrying two concubines. In the modern age, the concept of monogamy was deeply rooted in the bones. Men looking for a mistress were all stealthily trying to cover things up. This was great, blatantly legalizing it! From this point of view, there was indeed a need to overthrow the old society.

Su Wenxi thought about the possibility of her accepting an ancient marriage and decided that there was no need to learn embroidery. Thinking about how she painstakingly sewed clothes for a man just so he could shine in front of other women and bring him back home, wasn't that just being a bastard and a lunatic?

After being cooped up at home for three days, Su Wenxi became "ill".

He was dizzy and dispirited, like a rice seedling out of a pit, a young radish out of water, a scarecrow beaten by the cold wind.

Old Master Su immediately became anxious.

Since the death of his wife, his daughter had become his only hope for a better life. He couldn't bear to beat and curse, he couldn't bear to curse. All day long, he had climbed trees and climbed over walls to escape, but all day long, he had turned a blind eye.

He had always felt that his daughter, apart from being a little lively, was a little bit "free and easy," and that sometimes it was possible (?) Yin Fengyang violated "a little bit", he really was a cute, cute, thoughtful, and considerate good boy.

The servant of Su Mansion jogged all the way back to Doctor Qiao who was at the west end of the village.

Since she was young, as long as Su Wenxi was sick, she had already recognized this old doctor. If it were anyone else, she would rather be sick than talk nonsense, let alone treat her illness.

The Su Mansion had turned into a huge mess, to the point where even Ziying, who had invited Teacher to study seriously and not pay attention to external matters, was alarmed.

Hearing Su Wenxi's letter, Duan Ling Tian was stunned.

Su Wenxi's body is so weak?

Last night, after a day of dizzying reading, he had come out to relax and relax. In the back garden, he had seen Su Wenxi with a pot of wine and a few dishes in a small, light, encircled pavilion, enjoying herself.

He even said to Hong Ying'er, her servant girl, "Did you know? The most interesting thing in life is to be like a man. You don't need to embroider or sew clothes.

After hearing everything, Ziying silently returned to his room and decided to turn on the light and read.

Could it be that the cold from last night had caused a chill?

While Ziying was thinking this, Dong Yan came in and told him that the doctor had been here before. The diagnosis was that the young lady had been depressed recently and had been thinking too much about it, resulting in a disharmony between her spleen and stomach …

As he listened to Dong Yan's report, he silently picked up the book. He felt that he'd better study seriously and avoid listening to any external affairs!