How to catch the best husband [MTL] ✔

Chapter 21: Each has its own difficulties

Seeing off the last guest, Xiao he breathed out. She looked up at the sky. The pink sunset covered half the sky, especially quiet and gentle.

"Xiao He, come on, let's clean up the dishes and chopsticks." Mother Bai's cry came from the backyard. Xiao he reacted and hurried to the backyard.

Considering that it may be inconvenient for guests to return late, Chen Xi's birthday banquet only includes lunch. After a busy morning, the Chen family unanimously decided to "order" at night.

Chen Xi and Xu finally had time to sit in the room and count the gifts. The Hu family and the Lin family are poetry and calligraphy families with considerate manners. Although Hu xiaopang and Lin Ying both gave gifts, each parent generation also added their own feelings.

The Hu family sent a Diancui silver hairpin, which is exquisitely made. It can be seen that it has been for some years. This should be Mrs. Hu's old thing. After all, the Hu family is not rich. This intention is enough.

Xu asked Chen Xi to take care of it. Now Chen Xi is not young and should take care of his own things.

The Lin family should be a gift prepared by the old woman of the Lin family. Lin Shanchang doesn't care about such worldly affairs. When Xu opened it, it was a small screen embroidered with ink and wash. The stitching was meticulous, smart and elegant.

"How beautiful." Chen Xi took it carefully and watched it carefully. Xu smiled and said, "I heard that grandma Lin came from Yangzhou. I think it should be Yangzhou embroidery. It's really extraordinary."

Yang embroidered and Chen Xi touched the embroidered surface. It seems that this is not only a single stitch, but a combination of multiple stitches.

Unfortunately, neither she nor her mother could embroider. If her aunt was there, she would be able to recognize it.

Xiao Xu was famous for her embroidery when she was still in her boudoir. She once took a Suzhou embroidery lady as her teacher. Yangzhou embroidery and Suzhou embroidery belong to the same category. My aunt should know something about them.

However, Chen Xi is very interested in the style of replacing pen with needle and ink with thread. The small screen looks very new. It seems that it is not long after completion. Did grandma Lin embroider it herself?

Chen Xi was really moved by this thought. Embroidery took a lot of effort. The young embroiderer couldn't stand sitting for a long time. Mother-in-law Lin was old and in poor health. She rushed to make such fine products for her.

"Mom, I'll go to see mother-in-law Lin in two days and thank her." Xu obviously thought of it and nodded in agreement: "It should be so."

"Who sent this?" Xu picked up a simple black box and handed it to Chen Xi. Chen Xi gently rubbed the box surface with her finger belly, and there was a faint answer in her heart.

Seeing what was inside, both women were surprised. There was a piece of black jade lying in the seemingly ordinary box.

Chen Xi has not seen black jade, but most of them are white jade with some ink marks or ink spots. Even so, the price is very expensive.

The black jade in the box is as black as pure paint, as fine as lanolin, dense and moist. If Chen Xi and Xu Shi hadn't seen the world, they would almost think it was an ordinary black stone.

"This..." Xu stuttered. As the eldest daughter of Xu's house, Xu has seen a lot of jade, but he has never seen such a beautiful black jade: "Is this really black jade?"

Chen Xi picked up the jade. It's really delicate and smooth. It's cold and feels great. She put the jade down and sighed. It seems that Meng you's family is really well off. Maybe it's a gateway they can't climb. "If it's really black jade, do we have to return it? It's too valuable." Xu reacted.

Chen Xi closed the lid of the box and said, "Wait and see."

Wait and see. When she knows him better and determines her mind, she can decide where this gift will go.

If...

Alas, why is it so difficult to find a satisfactory husband.

I think women in this world probably wanted to marry too much, and Chen Xi in previous lives also thought about it, but for Chen Xi in this life, those are too illusory and unreliable.

What Chen Xi wants now is a marriage that she can not only firmly grasp, but also get out at any time. The first is no longer her future husband, but Chen Xi herself and her family.

However, if Chen Xi wants to give up Meng you directly, Chen Xi is still unwilling.

She thought, take some time to find out. Now it seems that Meng Jiao is Meng you's sister, but it's a surprise.

"Xiao Hei, what did your former master like?" Chen Xi put the black jade in the palm of his hand and muttered to it, "I hope he is worth my time and energy."

Xiao He walked through the window and saw the young lady talking to herself with a black stone. She shook her head and became accustomed to Chen Xi's strange behaviors.

On the other side, the Meng brothers and sisters are on their way home. Meng Jiao looked at her silent brother in front of her, and the corners of her mouth rose.

OK, you, Meng you, the little old man who always assembles at home, is still in love at the beginning. You're in my hands this time.

Meng you suddenly stopped, and Meng Jiao in the back almost hit him on the back.

"How did you know Miss Chen?"

Yo, Miss Chen.

"It doesn't matter how I know, but how you know is more important." Meng Jiao said with a narrow smile, "If your mother and grandmother know, you will be in trouble."

Meng you turned and his eyes were deep: "This is not what you think. I hope you don't do some superfluous things."

Superfluous? This boy, the threatening technology is still as bad as ever. The girl sighed and patted her brother on the shoulder: "For the sake of sister Xi, I don't care about your offence to your sister. If you give me the flower king in your house, I'll help you hide it."

Meng Jiao is talking about Meng you's ink chrysanthemum. The variety is not rare, but I don't know how he raised it. The pot of ink chrysanthemum is excellent, with purple in red and black in purple. The flower core is thick, the petals are like silk, and the flower color is like ink. There are flowering times all year round. Last year, a flower king was evaluated at the flower fair in Fuzhong.

Meng Jiao is not a rare potted flower, but getting something cherished by others is one of her few pleasures.

"I heard that childe Jiang will come to propose marriage soon." Meng you didn't respond to the elder sister's words, but brought up another matter.

A few days ago, Mrs. Meng decided to marry Meng Jiao. She is a worthy family. Meng Jiao is very dissatisfied, but she can't beat her family. She is holding her breath. Recently, she has become more and more lawless.

Meng you had only listened to them when they were chatting. Now he brought this marriage to Meng Jiao.

"Pa" Meng Jiao pulled out the whip directly and hit the brick and tile ground next to Meng you with a whip shadow, leaving a shallow whip mark.

Meng you didn't hide either. Looking at his old sister's angry face, he said word by word: "If you want to talk in front of your mother and grandmother, just go. I don't have to cover up your frequent visit to Tongyang bookstore."

The boy turned and left, leaving Meng Jiao standing in the distance. For a long time, Meng Jiao slowly put away her whip and rolled it back to her waist: "Smelly boy, do you think I'll embroider a handkerchief for you in the future!"

Thinking of what Meng Yougang had just said, Meng Jiao saw a giggling young man.

Luo fengheng is such a fool! If his family were not too poor... Meng Jiao stamped her foot and quickly stepped into the carriage of the Meng family.