Greetings, Ninth Uncle

Cheng Yuanjing looked back to see her and waved to her. Cheng Yujin walked over naturally, pulled up her skirt, and knelt down beside Cheng Yuanjing.

"Ninth Uncle."

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Yujin ran over on a rainy day, and it would never be her hard work.

Cheng Yuanjing expected nothing bad, Cheng Yujin really smiled and said, "Ninth uncle, I have finished embroidering."

"Oh? So fast?" Cheng Yuanjing glanced at Du Ruo, who was holding the brocade box, with a clear smile in his eyes, "Bring it here?"

Cheng Yujin nodded. She looked at Lin Qingyuan with some hesitation. The Qianqiu Festival was approaching, and all the prefectures were eager to prepare gifts, hiding the gift list so that no one could see her. Cheng Yujin is confident that this screen is enough to serve as the trump card of the Houfu of Yichūn, and now it is seen by Lin Qingyuan...

Cheng Yuanjing guessed Cheng Yujin's thoughts at a glance, and he said, "It's okay, Lin Qingyuan can trust it."

Lin Qingyuan still remembered the eldest lady of the Cheng family. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "What did the eldest lady prepare, so that I can't see it?"

"Where is Lin Bianxiu?" Cheng Yujin sat down and gave Lin Qingyuan an apology, and then said to Du Ruo, "Take it out and show it to Jiu Shu and Lin Bianxiu."

Du Ruo joined hands with another maid and slowly opened the screen. Lin Qingyuan was really surprised when he saw it. He couldn't help but go down to the ground and looked at the needle and thread movements on it from a close distance: "Double-sided embroidery... It's still the same double-sided embroidery. I thought this skill had been lost."

Lin Qingyuan looked at Cheng Yujin in disbelief: "This...this turned out to be..."

Cheng Yujin nodded with a smile: "It's embroidered by the little girl. It's vulgar, please Lin Bianxiu not to joke."

vulgar? Cheng Yuanjing glanced at Cheng Yujin with a smile, and had a clear idea of ​​her care. Cheng Yujin also glared at him, motioning him not to demolish the stage.

Lin Qingyuan, who was standing on the ground, did not notice the lawsuit between the uncle and nephew, and he was still praising him loudly: "This is actually true! On the one hand, the poems, on the other hand, the landscape is ingenious! The front is Jing Xing's handwriting, right? No wonder the eldest lady came to Jing Xing to learn to write last time."

Lin Qingyuan was so excited that he was almost speechless. In the end, he could only bow to the two of them in the seat: "Good words, good writing, good embroidery!"

Cheng Yujin couldn't help laughing, her eyes shining brightly. Cheng Yuanjing also had a faint smile in her eyes when it was rare for her to have such a young daughter's attitude.

After months of hard work, Cheng Yujin asked Du Ruo to carefully put away the screen. Cheng Yuanjing saw it and said, "Just stay with me. Tomorrow I will let someone find good wood to frame it."

"Okay." Cheng Yujin couldn't help reminding, "I've been holding it every day for the past few months, and the fabric has been rubbed off. Don't forget to wash it again, Uncle Ninth."

Having to wash it again, Cheng Yuanjing reluctantly responded: "I see."

Lin Qingyuan suddenly became interested when he saw this scene, he said, "Jing Xing is not a patient person, he is impatient to listen to longer words. At the beginning, I didn't know how many people kissed him, but they were all taken by him one by one. If he refused, I thought he was really impatient with women. Now it seems that it is not all. "

Cheng Yuanjing is not married yet, which is indeed a strange thing. Cheng Yujin rolled her eyes and suddenly asked, "What about Lin Bianxiu, does he have a family?"

Lin Qingyuan shook his head and said, "No, I am alone and happy."

When Cheng Yuanjing wanted to stop it, it was too late, and Cheng Yujin took the opportunity to ask: "Lin Pianxiu is the champion of high school, he is young and promising, why didn't he start a family?"

"My family's ancestors lived in Jinan, and my parents were far away from my hometown. I was the only one in the capital. There was no elders to talk about, so this matter naturally fell."

Cheng Yujin smiled and said, "Editor actually lives alone in the capital. Fortunately, there are caring people around, otherwise it would be too quiet."

Lin Qingyuan shook his head more firmly this time: "No, there are ancestors in the family, a man can't get married if he is under 20, and he can take a concubine if he has no children. ."

Cheng Yuanjing clearly saw Cheng Yujin's eyes light up, and the expression on his face suddenly changed. Cheng Yuanjing suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He knew that this time, Cheng Yujin was really tempted.

Chapter 21 Birthday

Cheng Yuanjing saw Cheng Yujin pick and choose, although he didn't like this feeling very much, but he was not in a hurry. Because Cheng Yujin only values ​​the wealth of the other party's family, Cheng Yuanjing has an inexplicable certainty in his heart.

If it's just based on her status, it doesn't matter who she chooses. Cheng Yuanjing watched Cheng Yujin pull the powerful son-in-law back and forth, a bit like watching a child pick a toy.

But this time, Cheng Yuanjing realized very clearly that Cheng Yujin took it seriously.

The Lin family had no children before they could take concubines. Perhaps it was because of the strict family rules that the men of the Lin family were able to prosper from generation to generation, and there were many scholars. If it was just Lin Qingyuan, or the Lin family behind him, it would not be enough to make Cheng Yujin die. No matter what Cheng Yujin says, she will abandon it without hesitation when she encounters a better option.

But what about not taking concubines?

Cheng Yuanjing was not sure.

Cheng Yuanjing felt that his thoughts were very strange. What does Cheng Yujin have to do with him? A man should be married and a woman should marry. She chooses a future husband for herself, is it better than a blind marriage? And in all fairness, Lin Qingyuan is indeed a very good descendant, otherwise he would not have entered Cheng Yuanjing's eyes. As her nominal uncle, he should be happy for her.