lord and beauty

"Mother?"

Seeing this, the old woman was a little puzzled, her eyes fell back on Tan Qiu, and then she seemed hesitant to speak.

Tan Qiu noticed the strangeness of the woman, and his heart tightened immediately, and he couldn't help clenching the hand holding the baby, feeling a little cramped for a moment, quite the feeling of an ugly daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws.

Just when Tan Qiu was very nervous and didn't know what to say, the old man at the side seemed to understand that the waves were calm, he coughed lightly, and reminded the woman: "You can't let people stand all the time."

Jiang Beimu heard the words and said in a timely manner: "It's okay, I came today to pick out two pieces of cloth for Tan Qiu, and by the way, if it's convenient for my aunt, I would like to ask my aunt to help make clothes."

Jiang Beimu said gently, and then took two steps back after speaking, revealing Tanqiu and the baby.

At this moment, the woman also turned the corner in her thoughts, and said cheerfully: "Don't worry, my aunt is still in good health, how many clothes do I need? But the time should not be too rushed, I can't afford clothes now."

The woman didn't worry about Tan Qiu's identity anymore, she got up and rolled up the gauze curtains on both sides, so that Tan Qiu could clearly see the scene in the side rooms on both sides.

Tan Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little disappointed. After all, Jiang Beimu didn't explain anything just now, but it was as he expected. His identity was indeed a bit embarrassing, and Jiang Beimu couldn't say anything.

Tan Qiu comforted herself a lot in her heart, and the suppressed gloom in her heart was relieved a little, and she looked into the side room.

There are three or four wooden frames that are as tall as a person in the side rooms on both sides, and fabrics of various colors are hanging on the shelves. Looking around, the variety of them is even greater than what I saw in the Yinsha Pavilion just now. There are even more to come.

"Here, you can pick any color you like. If you like it, just take it and tell your aunt what kind of clothes you like." The woman was very straightforward, and she didn't urge Tan Qiu to choose. After saying a few words, he continued to turn around and returned to the table, picked up the needle and thread and began to mend.

Jiang Bei thanked him, and then softly said to Tan Qiu, "Go and see if you like it."

Tan Qiu responded, handed back the baby in his arms to Jiang Beimu, and then walked towards the side room on the right, shuttled between the wooden frames, and looked at it casually, only thinking about taking it casually. A piece of fabric, so I didn't think much about it. I stopped in front of the last row of wooden frames, took a small piece of azure blue fabric, and sewed it with golden cloud patterns, and handed it to Jiang Beimu.

"Just him."

Jiang Beimu seemed a little surprised, but he didn't pick up the fabric, "The color is a bit dark, so it doesn't suit you."

Tan Qiu didn't expect that Jiang Beimu would "comment" one or two. He didn't think about how to answer for a while, so he stood there in a daze and blinked, his thoughts flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly said: "I think It’s pretty good, after all, too bright colors are not good, they’re too eye-catching, aren’t they?”

Jiang Beimu didn't quite agree, frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but suddenly heard the old man's voice behind him, but it wasn't to Jiang Beimu and Tan Qiu.

"Bring that to Xiaobei."

Jiang Beimu and Tan Qiu both turned their heads to look, and saw the old man sitting next to the woman at some point, their eyes met, the woman immediately reacted, quickly put down the needle and thread, clapped her hands and said: "Yes! Why did you forget this?"

After finishing speaking, the woman turned around and entered the inner room, leaving the old man sitting alone in the front hall, his eyes didn't know where to fall, as if he was contemplating something, Tan Qiu and Jiang Beimu looked at each other, and they all looked at each other. There was a hint of confusion.

Jiang Beimu thought for a while and asked, "Uncle Fang, what did you mean by that?"

The eyes of the old man Qingming moved slightly, and then he sighed softly, and said to Jiang Bei: "We promised that girl Su Wan that we would sew a wedding dress for her, but it's a pity that she left in a hurry and went back to Jiangnan At that time, she had already become a family, and later I heard that she lived in the frontier city for a long time, living a miserable life, and finally... hey."

The old man couldn't help sighing while speaking, as if he was regretting something, the woman also walked out of the house holding two pieces of cloth.

"It's a pity that she couldn't wear the clothes we made."

The old man answered, then got up and picked up the cloth from the woman's hand, and handed it to Jiang Beimu, with a slightly hoarse voice, "The cloth here, you can take whatever you like, and the other two are our gift to Su. Girl Wan's, she can't come to pick it up, so it's the same if you hold it."

Jiang Beimu didn't hesitate this time, instead he stretched out his hand to take it, Tan Qiushun stepped forward to take the baby, Jiang Beimu held the two pieces of cloth in his arms, and said cherishingly: "Then I will take my mother's place, thank you Uncle Fang and Auntie are gone."

The old man waved his hand, and he didn't know what to think of, but he sighed in the end, feeling that things were right and wrong. Tan Qiu watched from the sidelines, knowing that he shouldn't speak at the moment, so he raised his hand and gently stroked the soft hair on the baby's head. Si, hugged her in her arms and softly coaxed her.

Through the candlelight in the house, Tan Qiucai got a rough idea of ​​the appearance of the two pieces of cloth. The bottom one was a bright red brocade, embroidered with peony colors, with fine stitches and excellent embroidery, and the color of the cloth was bright. You can tell that it is a high-quality material, and you can tell that this piece of embroidered cloth must have spent a lot of thought just by virtue of the tight and delicate embroidery.

But the one above is much thinner. Under the candlelight, the cloth looks like a cicada's wings, and it is printed with a touch of tender red. Tan Qiu guesses that it is probably a kind of transparent outer gauze, but what is different is that the outer gauze is covered with veils. It is embroidered in the style of peach blossoms, but it is not a simple bouquet. Instead, the branches and leaves are lifelike. Looking from the side, the embroidered part is slightly raised, just like a real flower.

Tan Qiu couldn't help smacking her tongue secretly, admiring the exquisite embroidery technique.

"See if there are any others in the picture, and make them together." The woman said.

"No need, auntie." Jiang Beimu declined the woman's suggestion softly, "Just use this cloth, I think these two pieces of cloth are the best."

Jiang Bei murmured, without waiting for others to respond, Tan Qiu couldn't help but said: "This is cloth for your mother..."

"No problem." Jiang Beimu smiled slightly, and said to the woman, "Just trouble my aunt to use these two pieces of cloth to make two bodies. As for the standard, we don't know, so you can make it according to his stature."

Tan Qiu was completely caught off guard by Jiang Beimu's series of reactions. At this time, the woman also reacted, but she was a little hesitant: "The top one is fine, it's the bottom cloth...it was originally It's not easy to sew according to marriage?"

"My mother has gone, and she can't wear it anymore. It's a pity to keep this cloth. It's better to make the best use of it. My aunt will be tired. Just make a regular dress."

When Tan Qiu heard what Jiang Beimu said, an inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

Jiang Beimu was willing to let him wear the cloth that belonged to his mother, which was beyond his expectation, but this cloth was supposed to be a wedding dress...

The entanglement in Tan Qiu's heart is unknown to outsiders. Seeing that Jiang Beimu persisted, the woman didn't want to say much, so she readily wrote down the stature that Jiang Beimu brought, and allowed him to pick it up seven days later, Tan Qiu forgot Counting the time, it was almost two days before the banquet, which was plenty.

There was nothing wrong with Jiang Beimu, and after leaving the money, he exchanged a few simple greetings, and then wanted to leave with Tan Qiu.

It was already late at night when the two returned to the Banqiu Pavilion in the Jiang Mansion.

Tan Qiu put the baby to sleep, then tiptoed back to Jiang Beimu's room.Jiang Beimu was dressed in unlined clothes, and was sitting at the table flipping through books. Tan Qiu walked in and took a quick glance, and found that it was a script, and couldn't help it immediately:

"Master still reads the storybook."

Jiang Beimu closed the book without haste, "I have nothing to do, I heard that this book has been read by many people recently, so I also took a copy and looked through it."

"Does the master think it looks good?"

"It's okay."

"What does Shang Ke mean? Is it good-looking or not?" Tan Qiu suddenly became stubborn for some reason, and only wanted to hear an affirmative answer from Jiang Beimu's mouth.