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

This is Xue Shu's last day in the capital.

After breakfast, Xue Shu took Qin Xiang to the main courtyard to accompany Xue Lu.

After all, she will not be able to come back for several months after leaving.

But Xue Lu had long expected that her daughter would come over today, and even asked Mama Zhang to prepare tea, but she did not expect that she would also bring one: "Xiang'er is here, isn't the store busy today?"

Fortunately, Mama Zhang has always been smart, and when she saw a person following the girl from a distance, she nimbly brought up another set of teacups.

"Not busy." Qin Xiang replied obediently.

She rarely has such a cute side.

Even in front of his own mother, most of the time Qin Xiang was foolish, even flaunting his teeth and claws.

Xue Lu nodded, then turned her gaze to Xue Shu, and said, "Have you packed up your things for Yangzhou? Why do you still have time to come here?"

Although Xue Shu didn't tell her her plan face to face, but as a mother, how could she not know what her daughter was thinking?
What's more, as soon as Xue Shu came back from the Hou Mansion, Madam Zhenbei Hou sent someone to tell her.

Left and right can't hide it from her.

Xue Shu obviously knew it too, so she was not surprised, just nodded and said, "Qingyu and Hongling are already cleaning up."

After the last time she was going to northern Xinjiang, Qingyu was already experienced in packing her luggage, and Hongling had traveled many times before, so she didn't have to worry about it at all.

Xue Lushi nodded, said "That's good", then lowered his head again, trimming the flowers and branches in his hand.

This morning, there were some fresh flowers outside, and Zhang's mother brought them back. At this moment, Mrs. Xue Lu was sitting at the table, playing with the flowers in different shapes and colors.

Xue Shu and Qin Xiang also picked some, and sat down in front of the proposal.

The Xue Lu family grew up in the Marquis Mansion, a family of military generals, and never played with such literary things when they were young.She didn't like it herself, and the old master didn't force her, but after getting married, the back house was deep and lonely for a long time, so she would always do something to pass the time.

It was only after she got married that she started to get in touch with flower arrangement, but she didn't like to be in control, so she never asked someone to guide her.

Xue Shu was born in Zuo Xiang's mansion. She has been learning poetry, wine, and flower tea since she was a child. I taught Xue Shu something.

She herself is quite savvy, and no matter when she picks up these things, she is always not ashamed.

As for Qin Xiang...

Never been in touch.

No time, no energy, no opportunity to get in touch.

She has always just watched others do it, and she has never done it herself.

At this moment, even if all kinds of flower materials were placed in front of his eyes, Qin Xiang had no way to start, so he had to pick up a branch and put it under his nose to smell the smell.

The hall was silent for a moment, except for the occasional sound of pruning flowers and branches, and the air was filled with the bitter smell of branches and leaves.

Xue Shu was dexterous, and she inserted a vase of flowers in a short while.

She looked left and right for a while, making sure there was nothing wrong, then turned the vase around and faced Qin Xiang: "Xiang'er, look."

Qin Xiang was holding the flower with her nose buried in it, like a puppy, when she heard Xue Shu's voice, she looked up.

Qin Xiang doesn't know flower arrangement, but he still knows what is beautiful.

The vase of flowers in front of me is elegant and smooth, no matter in terms of shape or layout, it is very comfortable to look at.

But Qin Xiang didn't understand, and couldn't explain why. She just lit up her eyes and nodded frantically. In the end, thousands of words were merged into two words: "It looks good!"

Xue Shu pursed her lips, adjusted a few details, and put the vase away: "How about I give it to you? Take it away and put it in the store."

"Okay!" Qin Xiang's eyes lit up, and he reached out and hugged the vase in his arms, "Then I have to put it in the private room!"

She doesn't worry about putting such a precious thing in the living room. If someone touches it, it will be over. According to her hands-on ability, there is definitely no way to restore it to such a state.

The two little girls were talking, and Zhang's mother came over, holding a roll of cotton rope in her hand: "Girl, Miss Qin, how about asking your servant to tie up these flowers? It also saves Miss Qin from carrying them on the road. It's gone."

Can it be tied up?
Qin Xiang was a little worried.

What if the good flowers are destroyed as soon as the bundle is released?
"Don't worry, Mama Zhang is very skilled and won't hurt the flowers. When the time comes, you can just cut the rope with scissors, or call Shopkeeper Li to help you." Xue Shu said.

With Xue Shu's words, Qin Xiang nodded and carefully moved the vase to Zhang's mother.

The pure white cotton thread shuttled around among the flower branches. Immediately afterwards, Zhang's mother picked it up with her fingers and tied a knot at the end, and the bunch of flowers was firmly tied together.

In this way, as long as you don't hold the flower and shake it, the flower will not scatter, and it can still maintain its current shape.

Qin Xiang opened his eyes and carefully shook it a few times, seeing that the bouquet of flowers was not scattered at all, so he was finally relieved.

"Thank you Mama Zhang!"

Mother Zhang pursed her lips and smiled, then got up and put the cotton thread back in its original place.

Arranging flowers is also a time-consuming task.

I didn't feel anything when I was doing it, but just after Xue Shu cleaned her hands, she turned her head to look at the hourglass in the room, only to realize that it was almost noon.

"What do you want for lunch? Ask Mama Zhang to go outside and buy it for you." Xue Lu's on the side is arranging the flowers and leaves on the table.

"It's nothing else, I just miss the spicy chicken made by the cook in my mother's yard." Spicy and spicy, with a strong smell of peanuts, it is really delicious in the world.

The cooks at Tangliju would naturally cook Xue Shu's favorite food, but Xue Shu always felt that something was missing, and the taste was not as good as the cooks at the main courtyard.

Xue Lushi pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "Since you are here, you naturally told them to start cooking early, Xiang'er, what do you want to eat?"

"I'm not picky eaters, I'm fine with everything."

She used to be very picky.

But life would always heal her.

In a hot pot restaurant, it's like fighting a war when you're busy. There's no chance to put something in your mouth. If you want to eat, you can only eat it in advance.

In the middle of the morning, breakfast was gone, and lunch hadn't started yet, so it was extremely difficult to find something to eat.

Some food is good, if you don't want to starve, you can only eat what you have.

Qin Xiang never thought that, as the daughter of Shangshu, he would have to live this life one day.

But this day is still self-inflicted.

Qin Xiang: zhongy