Rebirth: Fu Jia Returns

Chapter 141

Qin Jingchan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words.

"It's best for Ms. Fu to think like this, and save little uncle from coming back and complaining that I didn't do what he told me well."

Qin Jingchan's words were very intimate, but Fu Jia always felt that she was confused.

After talking like this for a while, Qin Jingchan offered to leave.

Fu Jia sent her out.

"In the future, Miss Fu will look for me if there is anything to do." Qin Jingchan stuck her head out after getting into the carriage and said.

Fu Jia smiled and nodded.

After Cheng Miaoyu and Princess Xianqing learned about this, they said in unison: "Qin Guzhi still has a conscience."

Fu Jia...

She and Qin Guzhi don't seem to have such a relationship, okay?

Of course, even if Fu Jia said it, the two of them would not agree.

The days are so busy.

The Qiqiao Festival is coming.

Fu Rong finally looked forward to this day.

From the first day of the seventh month, the carriages and horses were angry, and until the three days before the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the carriages and horses were not allowed to pass, and they were obstructed again and again, and they could not come out again, and they dispersed at night.

This is a description of the Qiqiao Festival in the Great Xia Dynasty, which shows how lively each Qiqiao Festival is.

Every year during the Qiqiao Festival, the empress invites many noble ladies to participate in the flower and fruit competition in the palace.

The noble ladies who can be invited are all famous people in various mansions in the capital.

On the night before the Qiqiao Festival, the noble ladies will catch spiders to respond to Qiaoqiao.

Qingsuo had already pulled Fu Jia and Qingye to catch spiders in small boxes, and when tomorrow came, they thought it was a coincidence when the spider webs were sparse and dense, and thought it was a coincidence if the spider webs were densely woven.

Qingsuo used to be in Anping Hou's mansion, those maids and women were all invincible in the world.

This time, he was even more confident.

Seeing Qingsuo's high spirits, Fu Jia couldn't bear to disappoint her, so she followed her.

So, in the middle of the night, Fu Jia was successfully pulled out of the bed by Qingsuo, yawned, and crawled in the corner to catch spiders under the moonlight.

Because Qingsuo felt that the happy spider caught at this time was the most energetic happy spider.

Fu Jia raised her forehead, actually, she thinks Qingsuo is the one with the most energy.

The next morning, before dawn, Qingsuo had already got up again, so he didn't bother to wash up, and went to see the situation of the magpie's web first.

Fu Jia was disturbed by Qingsuo last night and got up half an hour late.

When she started yawning, Aoba waited on her side.

And Qingsuo, holding Shengxi Spider's jar alone, squatted in the corner and pouted.

Fu Jia looked at her amusedly, and asked Qingye: "What's wrong with your elder sister Qingsuo?"

Qingye heard the words, and whispered: "Sister Qingsuo may think that the spider's web is not as good as she imagined."

Qingsuo heard Fu Jia and Qingye muttering, and looked at Fu Jia resentfully: "Girl..."

After calling a girl, the circles of his eyes began to turn red.

Fu Jia hurriedly said: "Farewell, this is not worth it, isn't it just not what you expected? Isn't there still next year?"

Qingsuo pursed her lips, and said: "The servants are invincible all over the house, they are no match for the servants every year, but this year, look..."

Qingsuo held up the jar for Fu Jia to see.

Fu Jia stretched out her head to take a look at the jar, and suddenly there was a "puchi", and she couldn't help laughing out loud.

The jar is sparse, if you don't look carefully, you can't see the web woven by the magpie spider.

Seeing Fu Jia smiling happily, Qingsuo felt even more sad, and burst into tears with her mouth puckered: "Girl, you are also laughing at me..."

Fu Jia quickly stopped laughing, and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, Qingye and I don't know what's going on yet, so don't be sad."

After saying this, Qingsuo cried even louder: "Everyone is fine... Only the slave is not good... Woo..."

Aoba was on the side, blinking at Fu Jia repeatedly.

Fu Jia hurriedly went to look at the jar she put in the corridor.

I saw the fine and dense spider webs inside, and the hi spider was lying on the spider webs.

And Aoba's, although not as dense as Fu Jia's spider web, is still dense.

Fu Jia suddenly wanted to laugh again.

She and Qingye's happy spider were both caught by Qingsuo, who knew that this would happen.

Fu Jia hurriedly changed the subject: "Well, Qingsuo, remember to prepare clear water. We will cast the skillful needle at noon. Maybe, Qingsuo's skill will come true on the skillful needle."

When Qingsuo heard this, she stood up immediately, wiped away her tears, and said, "Your servant, let's prepare!"

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Mother Jiang entered the door with breakfast and was almost hit by Qingsuo. She quickly hid aside and asked Fu Jia in confusion, "Girl, what's wrong with Qingsuo? What's wrong with you in the morning?"

While tidying up, Fu Jia smiled and said, "Nurse, leave her alone, she is waiting to be invincible all over the world."

Mother Jiang also laughed.

"Girl, pack up soon, so I can go to my wife's side. I heard that Qiaoguo has started to be made there."

Fu Jia hurriedly responded, had a simple breakfast, and went to Mrs. Anpinghou's side.

The yard is already very lively.

Mrs. Anping Hou organizes all the people in the mansion to make Qiaoguo together in the Flower Hall every year during the Qiqiao Festival. The top ten will be selected as rewards if they are exquisitely made. If they are not good, a show will be performed as punishment.

The pretty girls in the house started preparing early.

When Fu Jia came to the flower hall, a large pot had been set up in the open space outside the flower hall, half filled with oil, and the firewood had already started to burn.

In the flower hall, there are several large chopping boards.

There are all kinds of molds on the chopping board, as well as the things needed to make Qiaoguo.

At this time, there is no distinction between master and slave.

Mrs. Anpinghou has rolled up her sleeves and started working on the chopping board in the middle.

Fu Rong also arrived, wearing a turquoise dress today, with simple decorations and a refreshing attire, talking to Mrs. Anping Hou with great interest.

From all over the mansion, except for the old lady and Mrs. Yu, everyone else has arrived.

The old lady and Mrs. Yu sent the waiters around, and they all came to participate.

It is a rare day in a year that the old lady and Mrs. Yu do not restrict the people around them.

Muzhu next to the old lady stayed to serve the old lady, and Xiuxin brought a few little girls to participate.

Seeing Fu Jia walking in, Xiu Xin, who was joking, quickly stopped talking, and hid from Fu Jia a little uneasy.

Fu Jia saw it, but didn't care.

Qingsuo followed panting halfway, and reported to Fu Jia: "Miss, Qingshui is ready, everything is ready, only Dongfeng owes it."

Fu Jia smiled and praised: "Qingsuo's recent literary level is good."

Qingsuo was praised and became happy.

The other maids saluted Fu Jia one after another, and some of them had wiped the flour off their faces, smiling without knowing it.

Fu Jia was in a happy mood. Such a warm and harmonious scene was what she wanted to see most.

In the year of marrying into Yongningbo's mansion, the Qiqiao Festival in Yongningbo's mansion was quiet, that is, several masters gathered together and had a meal.

At that time, Fu Jia proposed to Yongningbo to do some such activities as a chance for the slaves in the mansion to relax, but Mrs. Yongningbo vetoed it.

(End of this chapter)