When she woke up early in the morning, Xiuchun combed Ningxue's hair. Xu Hao looked at it tilted and said, "There was the joy of painting thrushes in ancient times. I want to give it a try today..."

Mu Ningxue said, "I don't want it. If I can't draw well, I have to wash it for a long time. What's so fun?"

Xu Hao's childlike innocence was aroused for a moment. He picked up the eyebrow pencil and looked at the mirror, and wanted to draw his own eyebrows. Ningxue hurriedly grabbed the pen with one hand and said angrily: "What's this? You're not afraid of being laughed at by the children."

"Oh! I'm so boring when I grow up, it's boring." Xu Hao curled his lips boredly and picked up the puff again, "Don't underestimate my makeup skills, it's so professional. Come on, try it."

"don't want."

Ningxue smiled and hid aside. The couple was making a fuss. Lan Chun came in and replied, "Big Grandma is here."

Just as he was about to ask for an invitation, Zhu Qiaoqiao had already walked in. Seeing Xu Hao leaning against the head of the bed in a single dress, she said, "I didn't say that I was still guarding my wife for combing her hair? The old couple seemed to be married. The old aunt had been here for a long time, and she asked me to come and find you."

Ningxue felt a little embarrassed and replied, "I'll stop you from getting up late one day."

Zhu Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Oh! What are I afraid of you? If you want to block the bed, just come, I will open it and let you block it. Okay, don't talk nonsense, I'm also sent by orders and I can't help myself. The old lady asked me to come to you and said she would prepare a yard for the old lady's family, and tomorrow she would give the aunt and aunt's farewell party. The old lady planned to invite the older generation to gather, and asked us to think of some fun things and choose some delicious dishes that the old lady likes. There is also Xuanqing's sister who is eloquent. The old lady likes her very much and said she would leave her son and go back to Liaodong to guard Wang Laohei's grave, and ask us to discuss it and find a way to keep the people. In addition, the gifts from several relatives can be prepared? You can see what these are. After I finished speaking, I'll go there and don't mess with you couple here."

"I talked about this big trick at first. How straightforward we really can't learn it. I wonder if my sister-in-law is capable." Ning Xue was angry and laughed, "The last sentence was revealed immediately, and she thought about something that was not there."

"Oh!" Zhu Qiaoqiao chuckled and said, "I'm going to remind you, how many houses are crying and waiting for yours to open up the land and sow seeds? To be honest, the old man knows to keep his duty and never see that the little girls nowadays are all shameless and dare to love and hate. I'm worried that he will accept a lot of them again."

Xu Hao couldn't help but say, "I'm not as unbearable as you said. Have you ever thought about a woman for two years? I'm not young anymore, and I've long lost the idea of ​​stealing fragrance and jade."

"You. You can't control yourself." Zhu Qiaoqiao laughed disdainfully, said something to Mu Ningxue, turned around and left, making Xu Hao's teeth itchy, and said to him to death tonight.

Seeing this, Ningxue reminded coldly: "Be careful of my sister-in-law's provocation. I should go to Qingwen's room to rest tonight."

"I understand." Xu Hao didn't want to talk about this with his wife, and then he leaned on the head of the bed to continue watching her comb her hair. This made Ningxue feel much more comfortable.

After years of marriage, the love of the past has long turned into family affection. My son is so big that Mu Ningxue has to see it. Besides, she was born in ancient times and did not have the thinking of modern women. She was dissatisfied with her husband, wife and concubines, but she had no discomfort.

Half an hour later, Xu Hao waited for her to wash and change clothes, and went to Qianshoutang together.

The old lady was watching Yuelan and Shanhu and other maids put their clothes on, and Zhu Qiaoqiao was talking to Xiao. The old lady was in poor spirits and went back to rest.

Xiao said to Xu Hao: "Don't go out this year, I'll be at home with your wife."

"Then I have to go into the palace to respond, otherwise it would be too unreasonable." Xu Hao smiled apologized, but he sighed in his heart. Taigong is not good at doing anything, there are too many disasters these days.

The Xu family’s women still don’t know why the old aunt brought her daughter, son-in-law and her family to fight Jiangnan into Beijing. However, this time Xu Hao really doesn’t plan to leave Beijing. If he has to rush over every natural disaster, then he will not expect to go home in his life.

The old lady smiled and said, "Hao'er, your aunt loves you so much. How can you be more filial to you when you come to Beijing this time?"

Xu Hao said: "I thought about it a month ago. I don't have enough food and clothing. I can only think of a new thing and ask you two to have fun. In fact, there is nothing new, it's nothing but eating and listening to the opera."

The old lady smiled and said, "As long as it is prepared by you, we will be happy. Does there be a place to sing operas there?"

Xu Hao said: "I saw it in the garden yesterday. What's the use of Jiexia Mountain Pavilion here? There is a Lixuexuan inside, and there is a warm pavilion opposite. It is a very good stage. It is also located on the mountain to listen to operas, which should be refreshing."

"Since that's the case, let's go to Jiexia Mountain Pavilion." The old lady immediately spoke.

Xiao said, "Then you have to prepare well. The mountain is inconvenient to travel, and the ingredients must be prepared in advance. You have to be blamed this time. If you listen to a play and choose it on the mountain, I wonder how many people will scold you for being troubled."

Xu Hao said: "If you raise troops for a thousand days, you will be able to use troops for a while, and you will eat fat and strong. It's time to do your best."

Everyone in the room laughed, and Mu Ningxueqi said, "You have hidden us so much. My sister-in-law asked me just now, but you didn't snort. Now I said I had prepared it a month ago. When did I do it sneakily? I don't even know the shadow."

Xu Hao smiled and said, "I just slapped my forehead, and there was no plan."

While talking, the family came to pay their respects one after another and had lunch with the old lady. Mu Ningxue was busy preparing the room for her aunt, and Xu Hao and Zhu Qiaoqiao went to Jiexia Mountain Pavilion together.

This Jiexia Mountain Pavilion is located on a hillside, not far or near to Huchun Pavilion. Walking through the small bridge, walking up the cave, and crossing the veranda, all buildings are built along the mountain, step by step, climbing up the steps until the end is the mountain Pavilion.

Looking at Xu Cuiliu's noisy red pavilion, looking down at the panoramic view of the garden, the two of them did not bring a single person, so they naturally didn't ask about their intentions. At first, they seriously discussed where to place a mat and where to rest. As they were talking, Xu Hao pressed the Princess Liaodong under his crotch and enjoyed the wonderful taste of savoring the flute.

Then Zhu Qiaoqiao stretched her head out of the window, as if she was enjoying the scenery, but the person was moving. The expression on her face was very intriguing, as if she was unbearable, as if she was intoxicated, and she seemed to be intoxicated, and she called out from time to time. Fortunately, there was no one nearby.

Inside, her upper body was kept intact, but her lower body was naked, and she was whipped by Xu Hao holding her waist.

At the same time, by the small river in Yanque Village, Wang Danzi gritted his teeth and said, "It's all the blame for Ergou, you will smile after a few days. It's not healed for several years. It's simply torture."

Even though he had been binding his feet for two years, Hua Fengxian still felt uncomfortable and said with a humming voice: "As soon as he entered Beijing, my father forced me to linger again, and it hurts me so much."

Wang Danzi said: "There is no longer a foot binding in the capital, but your father is ignorant in the countryside. He is really confused."

"What do you know?" Hua Fengxian grinned, "My father said that girls in wealthy families like the Xu family do not need to bind their feet. Can the emperor's daughter be worried about marrying? On the contrary, the smaller the families like us, the more precious they will be after binding their feet. Are rare things more expensive?"

Wang Danzi squatted in the river, looked up and asked, "Then how are you?"

"It hurts!" Hua Fengxian, who was acting coquettishly, burst into tears again.

"Then pull the foot binding cloth away, relax quickly, and the wind is cool." Wang Danzi raised his feet with red shoes and wanted to do it.

Hua Fengxian suddenly asked, "Danzi, do you like little feet?"

"The little feet are smelly and ugly, and they only like them." Wang Danzi looked disgusted.

"How do you know?" Hua Fengxian forgot the pain and looked suspicious.

Wang Danzi explained: "Although my godmother has not been bound since childhood, she has always been bound for her feet. Every time she opens the foot binding cloth to wash her feet, she asks me to get foot washing water. The smell is so chewy that it makes people spit out all the things in her stomach. Even if I give me the careful snacks from the Xu family, I don't want to take a bite."

Hua Fengxian said distressedly: "Isn't that true? It's not good to solve the problem and can only wash your feet every now and then. The stench of the hot weather is so terrible."

Wang Danzi said, "Didn't you see Sister Qin? That day she was fishing here, without socks under the corner of her skirt, wearing shoes with weird and beautiful styles, revealing her feet. Although it is a big foot board, how beautiful it is? The toes are painted red, and the white feet are like crystals. I lift them a hundred times better than those with small feet."

"Is that?" Hua Fengxian was a little messy. On one end, the three-inch golden lotus that her parents always said was the most beautiful, and on the other end, the natural foot of Miss Xu's family. "Then do you need small feet to get married, or big feet to get married?"

Wang Danzi said: "Of course you need a big foot board. Standing like a pine tree and walking like the wind. Who would rather walk stagger? "

Hua Fengxian frowned, thought for a while and said, "Then, then you can untie the one-stop cloth strip that is wrapped around your feet."

"good!"

At that moment, Wang Danzi covered her nose, pulled out Hua Fengxian's red embroidered shoes, and peeled off layer after layer of foot binding cloth. When she opened it, she looked like a golden lotus, a jade bamboo shoot, or a rice dumpling, and two pig's trotters were vivid.

From the age of nine to eleven, Hua Fengxian always binds her feet every year, making her feet look big or small, long or short, sharp or flat, and a whole body is not like four.

Unfortunately, because her feet had been tangled, the bones and muscles had atrophy and fixed, causing the de facto disability. Even though Wang Danzi wanted to break apart her ten bent and twisted toes and straighten them every time, it was useless to do anything and effort.

Speaking of foot binding, when I was a child, I really met several old ladies from my neighbor's house. They were tightly tied with their trousers and wore their small feet in black shoes. There was nothing special about it, but they were always slow when walking. They were particularly impressed by them. I couldn't think of why the ancients regarded this as beautiful? Perhaps it was because they were a little touching in young and beautiful women.
Chapter completed!