Re-embroidering life

Ji Zimo suddenly looked up.

He didn't know why he talked about the court affairs with Qinghua tonight. This kind of talk was very dangerous, and it might bring disaster to the whole family if it got out. In the past, he would only talk about it with his eldest brother in secret, but when he was with Qinghua, he was particularly relaxed and spoke out unconsciously. Unexpectedly, Qinghua threw him a bolt from the blue!

Taking sides and factional struggles are things that the Ji family avoids as much as possible. They shouldn’t even think about it, but Qinghua actually said it out loud!

Such a decision, if not made in a careful manner, would bring ruin to the Ji family.

"Qinghua, do you know what you are saying?" Ji Zimo's expression was extremely serious. "These words came out of your mouth and entered my ears. I am your husband and I will not blame you, but you must not mention it again in the future!"

Shui Qinghua's heart sank, knowing that she was being reckless. It was unbelievable for a woman trapped in the harem to make a statement about the situation in the court. If she said that in her previous life, the third prince was the crown prince, no one would believe her, and they would just drag her away and burn her as a monster.

"I was reckless. It's just that I had a dream not long ago. I dreamed that the Dong family received an imperial edict, and the young lady of the Dong family was appointed by the emperor as the crown princess, and the crown prince was the emperor's third son. I just happened to think of this dream and couldn't help but tell it out." Shui Qinghua lowered her head. She could only say this much. It was up to him whether to believe it or not.

Ji Zimo naturally didn't believe it. He chuckled, "If we rely on dreams to make important decisions, it would be much easier!" Looking at his wife's face, he felt sorry for her. He must have scared her just now. He said softly, "I was too impatient just now. Don't take it to heart. Don't tell anyone about your dream. Even if it's a dream, it's easy for people to make a fuss about it."

Shui Qinghua wouldn't say anything, she just hoped that he would listen to her words to some extent.

In fact, Ji Zimo really listened to it. "The Yu family has lost power. If the third prince wants to seek support from Dong Daru, what is the most reliable method? Of course, it is marriage. Is he here to propose marriage to Dong Daru today?"

Ji Zimo thought that Qinghua’s dream was quite interesting.

The next day, Dong Yajing came and continued to embroider. Ji Zimo also went to Zhiyuan Villa for classes as usual. The couple acted as if nothing had happened and were busy with their own things.

Shui Qinghua didn't ask anything and went straight into the teaching session, but Dong Yajing was a little distracted today and either gave the wrong injection or pricked her finger.

"Are you worried about something?" Qinghua couldn't help but ask.

"There is a man who is my father's disciple. We have known each other since we were young. We have been childhood sweethearts. Since our family returned to Jiangxia, we have not seen each other for many years. Yesterday, he suddenly came to my father's house and asked him to marry me." Dong Yajing stared at a peony in the yard with a confused look. "My father has not agreed yet."

"Then what do you think?"

"I don't know. I have him in my heart. I am my father's only daughter. If I tell him I want to get married, he will probably agree. But I can't say it. I don't want my personal feelings to affect my father's judgment."

Shui Qinghua did not continue to ask. Dong Yajing's marriage was not a trivial matter. It was a family affair, and it was not appropriate for her to express any opinion.

She quietly changed the subject and discussed embroidery with Dong Yajing. Dong Yajing had chosen a famous painting by the former painter Zou Yigui, "Longevity with Hundred Flowers", for her grandmother. It used various flowers to form a large "Longevity" character, which would surely please the old lady. However, the various flower shapes and colors made it time-consuming and laborious to embroider, so she had to rush the work. Dong Yajing could no longer worry about her marriage and got up and returned to the embroidery room.

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of April, and the next day was Shui Yongming's wedding date. Shui Qinghua said goodbye to her mother-in-law and took Lanxin and Huixin back to her parents' home to help.

The Shui family was filled with joy, with red and colorful decorations, and the whole family was smiling from ear to ear. Shui Qinghua was also very pleased when she saw her father walking briskly and her brother being a good-looking man. At least her rebirth saved her family, so it was not in vain!

There were so many things to do during a wedding, and when everything was almost ready, Qinghua realized something: "Why didn't Xiuhua come?"

The fourth sister Xiuhua was born weak, and the Shui couple could not bear to see her marry into another family and be bullied by her mother-in-law, so they married her to Dou Jianzhi, a distant cousin who knew her well. They had been married for three years, but she had not given birth because of her poor health.

It's not easy for Aunt Li. She has four daughters. The eldest daughter is 26 and still unmarried, and it seems she will never get married in this life; the second daughter has been married for seven years and gave birth to three daughters, and she is always worried that she will be divorced by her husband's family; the fourth daughter is weak and sick for half a year every year; the youngest daughter is 16 or 17 and still has not found a marriage.

So when her only son got married, Aunt Li was particularly happy and attached to it, hoping that her daughter-in-law would bring better fortune to the Shui family.

When Yuhua heard Qinghua asking about Xiuhua, she whispered, "It must be her aunt who stopped her from coming. She felt that Fourth Sister couldn't take care of the household affairs and couldn't have children, which was unfair to Cousin Dou. She also asked her to set the rules from time to time."

Qinghua found it incredible: "How can Xiuhua behave properly with her body? Xiuhua is her cousin, and she agreed to the marriage herself."

"Didn't I just be unable to convince my cousin Dou back then? The requirements for being a niece and a daughter-in-law are different." Yuhua said maturely.

Qinghua recalled that in her previous life, her fourth sister and her husband had been childhood sweethearts, in love with each other, and had always had a good relationship. A few years later, her fourth sister's health improved slightly, and she gave birth to a son with difficulty. However, before she was out of the confinement period, she died of puerperal disease, leaving behind a hungry baby. The heartbreaking cry of her fourth sister's husband seemed to still echo in her ears.

In this life, I must not let my sister die like this.

The next morning, Ji Zimo came with Fei'er and Rui'er, and the fourth sister Xiuhua also came with her husband Dou Jianzhi. Dou Jianzhi was in his early twenties, tall and strong, with a pair of eyes full of life, and he didn't look like a weak scholar at all. In fact, he didn't really love studying. When he was a child, he was beaten and suppressed by his mother. He finally passed the exam to become a student, but he said he would never take the exam again. Now he works as an accountant for a restaurant.

The Shui family, except for the groom, consisted of only women, and they were in need of a young man to take over the family. Dou Jianzhi was both the son-in-law and the cousin, and he immediately integrated himself into the role, welcoming guests at the door, calling out names, and recording gifts. He was also very observant, and he could immediately take care of who didn't have a seat, who didn't have tea, and who was looking for a toilet, making Lan Xinhuixin run around in circles. In a short while, the guests and neighbors were all obedient under his care.

Shui Qinghua had been observing Dou Jianzhi silently, and had to admit that he was a capable man, and being an accountant was a grievance. If he had made further progress in his career and earned money to find a good doctor for his fourth sister, he might not have been able to avoid the tragedy of his previous life. She had an idea, maybe she could cooperate with this cousin of the Dou family?