Chapter 37
"Mother is so scary..." Ming Yixi wailed.

This is scary?Back then, when her father greeted her butt with the torn sole of a shoe, she thought it was a piece of cake, not a threat at all, but now when it came to her, it was just a bowl of medicine for the child, and it turned into torture.

Ruoshui, who was cleaning the room, couldn't help laughing when he heard the conversation between the mother and the son.

"Ma'am, the day after tomorrow will be the Jiayuan Festival. Is the sachet you gave to the leader ready?"

Ruoshui asked, seeing that Su Xiaoxiao didn't prepare such materials all the time, thinking she might have forgotten.

"Jiayuan Festival? What is Jiayuan Festival?" Su Xiaoxiao asked belatedly.

Hearing this, Ruoshui was also taken aback for a moment, she thought that Su Xiaoxiao might have forgotten, but she didn't expect that she didn't know at all.

"Ma'am, October [-]th is the Jiayuan Festival, which means perfection. On this day, unmarried women should make a sachet for their sweetheart, married women should also make a sachet for their husband, and men can use other gifts. In return."

Surprises are surprises, but since Su Xiaoxiao doesn't know, Ruoshui still has to explain to her patiently.

"Huh? But...but I don't know how to make sachets at all?"

Su Xiaoxiao was really stumped. In the past, apart from ordering a button for herself, she had never touched any female celebrity or anything, so why did she ever make a sachet? This kind of wedding is really cheating, why didn't she choose it? What would she do?
For example, a bowl of noodles with eggs and scallions.

"It's okay, ma'am, you don't know how to do it. I can teach you that the day after tomorrow is a good fortune. If you rush to do it in the next two days, it's still too late." Ruoshui said with a light smile.

"Oh, I'm bothering you." Su Xiaoxiao scratched the back of her head embarrassingly, rolled her eyes, leaned in front of Ruoshui, and asked mysteriously: "What about you, have you ever made a sachet?" Yeah? Who are you going to give it to?"

Hearing this, Ruoshui's cheeks were slightly red. She was gentle and quiet, but she was teased by Su Xiaoxiao, and her speech became uneasy: "Ma'am, don't make fun of slaves..."

"It seems that everything must be ready. Take it out and show it to me, so I can refer to it."

Su Xiaoxiao touched her arm flatteringly, and said with a smile.

"Then... that's fine."

Ruoshui nodded in response, then turned around and went to the room to take it. Not long after, she saw a silver satin sachet in her hand, walked over shyly, and handed it to Su Xiaoxiao.

"Wow, you really made this? It's the same as the one you bought. Is this really handmade? It's amazing..."

Su Xiaoxiao looked incredible, looking at the exquisite and elegant sachet in his hand, on the silvery white background, there were some light blue plum blossoms embroidered, like the white plum blossoms reflecting the snow in winter, fresh and elegant, refined and refined, It's very similar to someone's temperament...

"Ruoshui, you gave this to Mr. Bai, right?" Su Xiaoxiao asked suddenly.

Hearing this, Ruoshui became even more shy. He lowered his head and reached out to take the sachet, blushing, "Ma'am, don't make fun of this servant, this...it's not for Mr. Bai..."

"Really?"

Su Xiaoxiao didn't believe it, when she went to Lanyue Pavilion that day, she clearly peeked at Bai Yanqing from time to time, but she still didn't admit it, it's a shame.

"Forget it, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask, so you can teach me, but I'm sure I can't do something as good-looking as you." Su Xiaoxiao didn't have any confidence at all.

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(End of this chapter)

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