After rebirth, the female supporting role only wanted to have a grand funeral

Chapter 122
Before Xue Shu finished speaking, Aunt Wu's face changed several times.

He scolded Xue Yao severely in his heart.

"The girl is right, Yao'er is really too ignorant," Aunt Wu said softly with a smile on her face, "My concubine will take care of Yao'er, please take care of me."

Obviously, she also knows what is the top priority of the Xue family now.

Xue Shu is not surprised that Aunt Wu is so knowledgeable about current affairs.

If you don't know the current affairs, how can you get along so well with Xue Yue?

She glanced lightly at a man's cloak in the courtyard, and curled her lips: "In that case, I won't bother you, Auntie can do her own thing."

After finishing speaking, Xue Shu turned around and left, and Qing Yu quickly followed.

Aunt Wu sent the master and servant out of the yard, and when she came back, Xue Yue had already come out.

He stood on the porch, looking at the cloak that could not be taken away in the future, with a gloomy expression on his face.

The two masters and servants walked out of the courtyard, each walking more briskly than the other.

"Qingyu, go back and find two pieces of leather in a while. There is still half a month left. I want to make a pair of knee pads for my brother." Even though it is already spring, the wind at night is still wet and cold. The Gongyuan is also a place where the wind is ventilated on all sides. If it is not maintained properly, it will be light to catch cold.

Chun Wei is approaching, and she has to leave too. At that time, she can't pick Xue Chen out of the examination room in person, so she can take a knee pad as an apology.

"Yes!" Qingyu replied, "Girl, Young Master and Young Master Jing have always been close, don't you prepare a copy for Young Master Jing?"

"Mr. Jing? He is in good health and doesn't need knee pads." Xue Shu sneered.

As for Jing Xing's body, it's so cold that people want to wrap it into a ball. Fortunately, he only needs to wear a slightly thicker cloak to keep out the cold. How can such a person be afraid of the mere spring cold?
Qingyu pouted, and muttered softly: "No matter how good Mr. Jing is, it's not made of iron..."

Xue Shu stopped abruptly, and looked at Qingyu suspiciously: "Why are you thinking of him so much again? Could it be that you have received some benefits? I don't care, you get half of my score."

Who wants too many good things?

"Girl! Mother!" Qingyu stomped her feet, "Stop teasing your servants!"

Her loyalty can be learned from heaven and earth!

There is absolutely nothing in the world that can bribe her!

...except really.

After they came back yesterday, Xue Chen called Qingyu away and had a good talk.

Xue Chen knew what Qingyu cared most about, so he found a good entry point——

"Shu'er is at the age of talking about kissing now, even though she has her own ideas, she shouldn't block the way.

What kind of person Jing Xing is, I know best, I dare not say anything else, at least he is sincere to Shu'er, and he knows everything, not much better than any outsider?

So if there is something good that Shu'er can't remember, you have to remind me, do you understand? ..."

Xue Chen said, this is called the way of taming a husband.

What she said made Qingyu nod her head again and again, and she had a new understanding of Xue Chen in her heart.

So, there is the present scene.

"The servant girl knows that the girl doesn't want to marry, but Mr. Jing is really good. Besides, Mr. Jing has helped the girl a lot, so just treat it as... just as a gift in return?" Qing Yu wanted to persuade Xue Shushun to make Jing Xing a knee pad, I really want to break my head.

But what she said was really on point.

In the case of the Salesian Bureau in the past, thanks to Jing Xing's help, the reward of a meal...is indeed a little lighter.

So Xue Shu nodded: "Got it."

Xue Shu continued to walk forward, while Qing Yu jumped up and down excitedly on the spot for several times before catching up.

Once back at Tangli Residence, Qingyu quickly found two pairs of furs from the storeroom. They were both high-quality goods with smooth coats. They were fox furs that Lu Yue personally went to the mountains to hunt during the Chinese New Year.

"You little girl, you have a good eye." This fox fur is good-looking and warm, and the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month can't blow through it, so it's not a problem to resist a mere cold spring.

Qingyu chuckled twice, and trotted out to look for needlework.

Xue Shu's female celebrity is actually not very good, she can't embroider those complicated patterns at all.

Fortunately, it's just a knee pad, and it doesn't require much professional skills. Although Xue Shu's craftsmanship is not very good, it is enough.

*
In less than half a month, Xue Shu finished the two pairs of knee pads.

The lighter one is for Xue Chen, and the darker one is for Jing Xing.

However, before the things were sent out, Xue Shu held the knee pads and refused to let go.

"Hey, isn't this workmanship really good?" Look at the neat and tidy stitches, and look at the delicate ball patterns. Some people will believe you bought it!

Qingyu twitched the corners of her mouth, and smiled on the surface.

No one knows how she got here in the past half month.

Xue Shu didn't have much patience when it came to being a female celebrity, and within two days of the beginning, she wanted to quit. Qingyu's mouth was worn out, and she finally coaxed Xue Shu to pick up the embroidery needle again.

When embroidering, several pieces of material were directly embroidered.

They were all bought with vain money...

Qingyu also doesn't understand, her girl is proficient in playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her hands are not rough, how can such a simple ball pattern embroider the cloth into a ball?

As a result, the two pairs of knee pads in front of him were all embroidered by sapphire with a good eye.

After half a month, she was more tired than Xue Shu.

Xue Shu reluctantly picked up the kneepad and looked at it carefully for a while.

Alas, she probably won't be able to embroider such a good thing in the rest of her life.

The pinnacle of art.

"Okay, you can send it." Xue Shu still looked at the two pairs of knee pads reluctantly.

The corners of Qingyu's mouth twitched, she picked up the knee pads and ran away, afraid that Xue Shu would suddenly regret it.

*
When Xue Chen got the knee pads, he looked at them over and over for a while, and finally asked again and again, before he was sure that Xue Shu embroidered them stitch by stitch.

Before he had time to sigh, he turned his eyes and saw another package in Qingyu's hand sharply: "What is this?"

"It's also knee pads, the girl made it for Mr. Jing." Qingyu was quite proud.

Jing Xing can have this pair of knee pads, it all depends on her!
"Is Shu'er enlightened?" Xue Chen raised his eyebrows, brought the pair of knee pads, and looked through them carefully.

"...It's not." It's just to repay the favor.

Xue Chen clicked his tongue twice: "No matter what, hurry up and send it to Jing Xing."

"Yes." Qingyu took the knee pads from Xue Chen, stacked them again, and then went out, and took the carriage to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

Originally, Qingyu should not have done such a small matter as a gift.

But this knee pad is of great significance.

This is Xue Shu's first time giving a gift to a man, and she made it by herself, Qing Yu has to see Jing Xing's reaction for herself.

(End of this chapter)