Han Mo stared at the plump beauty and buttocks, and he felt a little impulsive, but he quickly woke up. The woman with such a beautiful plump buttocks was his aunt, his father's woman, and he could not have any blasphemy thoughts about this woman, so he immediately calmed down and said respectfully: "Auntie, Mo'er, please you!"

Aunt Bi turned around and saw that it was Han Mo. She smiled gently and said, "Mo'er is here. Qin'er was still muttering about you just now."

Aunt Bi's smile is very soft, which makes her already beautiful face even more beautiful. Although she is over thirty years old, her skin is as white and tender as a little girl. However, compared to the little girl, she is more mature and charming, which is a charm that cannot be compared to a young girl.

Her smile is like spring breeze, which makes people feel that she is smiling cleanly. The word clean is usually impossible to describe a smile, but in Han Mo's eyes, he feels that this word is the most appropriate. Although Aunt Bi is plump, with a fat waist and buttocks, any man standing in front of him will have a sense of protection in his heart, because Aunt Bi's weak eyes always seem to have a faint sadness.

It is undeniable that the consciousness in Han Mo's body is very interested in such a woman, but his identity in reality cannot make him have any abnormal feelings for this rich woman. So long ago, Han Mo told himself that this is his concubine, his father's woman, a beautiful woman who cannot be desecrated.

Han Mo covered up his almost lost mood just now, and smiled and said, "What are you busy with innocence?"

He walked over and saw five or six veils placed on the soft mat, and above the veils were embroidered with various patterns, and the patterns were vivid and lifelike, which made Han Mo, who had never seen these embroidery paintings before, stunned.

The fragrance filled the air, and the faint body fragrance unique to Aunt Bi's body drilled into Han Mo's nose, with a gentle voice: "These are all embroidery paintings I embroidered before. Choose a few to let Qin'er embroider the embroidery."

"Auntie, the embroidery paintings you embroidered are so beautiful, just like living." Han Mo exclaimed.

Aunt Bi smiled and said, "It's just a girl who has been practicing since childhood. Our Yan State embroidery skills are still from Qing State. Only the people in Qing State are better for embroidery."

"That's not the case." Han Mo shook his head and said, "The so-called "greatness is better than blue than blue. Although it was passed down from Qingguo, the skills of the concubine may not be comparable to those of Qingguo."

Han Mo did not deliberately flatter, but said from the bottom of his heart that even though Han Mo did not know about embroidery, he felt that his skills had reached an extremely high level. He had also seen the embroidery on the market. Compared with these embroidery paintings, it was more than four or five levels. I didn't expect that such a charming woman would have such superb skills.

Aunt Bi seemed to be a little shy when Han Mo praised her. Her snow-white face turned red and she said softly: "You are a boy, how can you understand these things."

"Auntie, what should I call this embroidery painting?" Han Mo asked carefully and carefully held up an embroidery painting.

"This is called hibiscus carp!"

"Where is this?"

"The magpies climb to the plum blossom!"

"And this?"

"Phoenix plays with peony!"

"What should I call this?"

"This is a lion elephant and Ruiyun!" Aunt Bi explained patiently with a smile.

Han Mo nodded and said, "It's all festive words, good omen. Well, aunt, is this embroidery very difficult? What are some of the details?"

Aunt Bi smiled slightly and said softly: "Mo'er, these are all female reds. You, a boy, don't need to learn these things. When you marry a wife, someone will naturally embroider you."

"I'm going to find the woman I really like." Han Mo giggled, his eyes couldn't help but scratching the plump breasts of Aunt Bi, and said, "Auntie, just talk, I like these things very much."

Seeing that Han Mo was a little excited, Bi Niang was not willing to refuse, and whispered: "There are many techniques for embroidery, such as mis-needle embroidery, random needle embroidery, net embroidery, floor embroidery, lock embroidery, nasty silk, sniffing gold, shadow gold, plate gold, velvet, messy velvet, poking yarn, spreading thread, and picking flowers. All of them are techniques. The needle method is also of particular importance, and it is divided into dozens of types such as trocars, trocars, needles, long and short needles, injection needles, mother and child needles, etc. If you want to master them all, it will not take a long time to go overnight. If you want to master it, you will have to work harder."

Speaking of embroidery, Aunt Bi is obviously very interested. In Rourou, Han Mo was a little dazed when he heard it. He never thought that there were so many things to pay attention to just getting started with embroidery.

"Mother and Child Needle?" Han Mo said in a terrible way: "Is it just like you and I embroidered it?"

As soon as I said that, I immediately regretted it, but this was a bit ambiguous.

Fortunately, Aunt Bi didn't hear the insult, and shook her head and said, "It's not like this, it's too tiring to learn this job, and your temperament can't stand it. If the master knows that you're learning these things, you'll say you're not doing your job properly."

At this time, Han Qin from the inner room had already shouted: "Brother, are you sending me the story of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"?"

Han Mo walked to the inner room and laughed: "All stories are learning embroidery, and I'm still thinking about those things, don't ask my father to scold me." He looked forward and saw that Han Qin's embroidery was terrible, and shook his head and said: "Little sister, the embroidery of aunt is at its peak. If you can get half of it, you won't have to worry about marrying a good family."

"You...!" Han Qin glared at Han Mo fiercely and pouted, "You're just getting married!"

"Hey, I want to marry, but unfortunately no one wants it." Han Mo said with a smile.

Just as Aunt Qiaobi entered the door, she frowned slightly when she heard this, and her expression became gloomy.

Aunt Bi's background is not bad, and her family is wealthy. Later, because Mrs. Han was infertile for two years, she married into the Han Mansion and became Han Xuanchang's concubine under the arrangement of the sect leader Han Zhengqian. The purpose was only to pass on the family line.

In this era, once a concubine is a different wife, she will be separated from her parents' home. That is to say, she will lose her parents' home. Unless she is promoted in the future, she will no longer have the opportunity to interact with her parents' home, and she will have no backer behind her.

Han Xuanchang and Mrs. Han had a very good relationship. Although he was kind and very gentle and considerate to Aunt Bi, he did not have much love for this beautiful concubine. He only spent a month in the West Courtyard after a year. Aunt Bi had a gentle personality. Although he was neglected in some aspects, he had no complaints.

Han Qin has become the biggest sustenance in her life, but Han Qin has grown one day and will eventually get married. Therefore, whenever Aunt Bi thinks that Han Qin is out of the woods and is often alone in the future, she is naturally very sad.

When Han Qin saw her mother's expression, how could she not know what her mother was thinking. She glared at Han Mo fiercely, came over to hug Aunt Bi, and said coquettishly: "Mom, if your daughter doesn't marry, I will be with you for the rest of my life!"

"Silly girl!" Aunt Bi stroked Han Qin's hair and said softly: "Where is no one who doesn't get married? Wouldn't he become an old girl?"

"Old girl is old girl." Han Qin laughed and said, "What does it matter if you just accompany your mother and be an old girl."

Aunt Bi sighed softly, unable to say desolate.

Han Mo was most afraid of this sad scene. He coughed and said, "Little sister, I'll write you a few stories about "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". This time I'll write a very scary and terrifying story. Don't have nightmares at night." He didn't stay for a long time, and gave Aunt Bi a slight salute and left the West Courtyard.

Thinking of going to the sea for a while, he lived on the East China Sea for 18 years, but he didn't know much about the vast Great East China Sea. He found Han Qing and asked him to make a few books introducing the Great East China Sea. After lunch, Han Qing came back panting and said, "Fifth Young Master, there are so few books like this. This is the "Donghai Geography" borrowed from the Liu Mansion. I heard that it was written by a pirate leader at the time. I don't know if it is useful."

Han Mo returned to the garden with the book in his hand, and lay under the grape trellis for the afternoon to read the book. The second sect leader Han Zhengkun saw two episodes, and saw him reading "The East China Sea Geography" with concentration, he couldn't help but smile and nodded, muttering in a low voice: "I am worthy of being my grandson, I am as eager to learn and motivate as I was when I was young!"

Han Mo was really fascinated by the things in the book. This book not only introduces many sea routes in the Great East China Sea, but also talks about many underwater creatures and strange stories. Most importantly, the book even introduces many small countries on the sea. The names of those countries are bizarre and weird, and some specialties of various countries are actually written in extremely detailed. For example, a country called Huyueluo has abundant cinnamon, wine and musk, and another country called Turus has abundant ivory and dyes, which is really meticulous.
Chapter completed!