Traveling through the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, a story of survival in troubled tim

"Can she refuse?"

The answer is no. The third master, the only one who can persuade the old lady, is not at home. The other masters in the family have been busy with something recently and have disappeared for a long time.

It was impossible for her not to do it. After all, although the old lady had released her from the country a long time ago, one should not forget one's roots, and even more so, one should not act in a way that takes advantage of others.

Gritting my teeth, I could only respond: "Okay, old lady, I will do my best to do this."

Forget it. The old lady is such a decisive person. Once she makes a decision, it is difficult to change it.

At worst, she just needs to keep an eye on her more and practice her talking skills.

"Madam, time is running out. If we want to make clothes for the Fifth Miss, we need to measure her body first, and then tailor it to her figure."

After all, if it doesn't fit, it won't be convenient for Miss Five!"

"I trust you to do the job, I'll leave this matter to you..."

After that, she pointed at Wen Shu and said, "This is a perfect opportunity. Before you leave later, please measure the size first. I am very confident in the craftsmanship of the Wen Pei family."

"What? Grandma, what are you talking about? Is Fifth Sister going to make new clothes?"

Xiao Fuer had just been carried into the house with Wen Pei. As soon as they entered the house, he couldn't hold back while sitting in Wen Pei's arms and struggled to get off the ground.

"Do you want it, Little Fu'er? If you do, Grandma will have the sewing room staff make you a set as well."

The old lady heard his question and coaxed him to answer.

"Xiao Fu'er, can you have it too?"

Little Laoqi played with his fingers, feeling a little uncertain.

"Old lady... what are you doing?"

Wen Peijia seemed to be hesitant to speak, fearing that Miss Fuer, who was too young and unaware of the truth, would fall into the trap.

The old lady glanced at her and motioned her to shut up.

She continued to tease Xiao Fuer and said, "You are also my granddaughter, so why can't you accept it? But it's not so easy to accept grandma's things!

Are you sure you want it, Xiao Fuer?"

Listening to his grandmother's words, Xiao Fuer felt that his grandmother was extremely majestic at this moment. Children have simple minds and did not think there was anything wrong with what his grandmother said.

I think since there is nothing wrong with my fifth sister, there should be nothing wrong with her too.

With a pair of innocent eyes, he looked at his grandmother and nodded, "Yes, Xiao Fuer wants one too!"

—Oh no—

Okay, the verbal contract was concluded.

The old lady, who has the air of a gangster, is not well-educated, but she knows the meaning of "honesty to both young and old". Has she really grasped it?

However, since they were honest and trustworthy, the promise made by the old man and the child should be counted. They had no psychological burden in throwing out a few sets of clothes to lure Xiao Fuer into the trap.

Turning around and looking at the crying face, Wen Peijia couldn't bear to look at Xiao Fuer's eyes and instructed, "By the way, ask the sewing room to make two sets for Xiao Fuer. She is still a child and growing up. Two sets are enough. When she grows taller, she can change them again."

"By the way, you have to keep an eye on their clothes. They've been with me for so long, so I can't be careless about them..."

"Madam, I know."

"That's just in luck. Both ladies are here. Let's measure them now."

"Okay, go ahead!" The old lady saw that there was no fog now, and thought that the dew in her vegetable garden should have dissipated. She was thinking about her one and a half acres of land, and she couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to send the man away.

"Miss Fifth, Miss Seven, please come back..."

After all, this is the main hall, and it is not decent, so Wen Pei asked the two of them to go behind the screen.

"Yes, thank you."

Xiao Fuer leaned against Wenshu, took her hand and followed Wenpei's family to the back.

……

"Fifth Miss, raise your hand."

"Oh, that's right."

"Alright, Miss, please turn around and raise your right arm..."

Wen Peijia got a piece of data and tied a knot on the cloth strip, doing it several times.

"mother……"

Suddenly, I heard my aunt's voice outside. From the noise, I could hear her walking from the yard to the main hall.

"Mom, what are you doing? Why are you carrying a hoe...?"

Well, I was caught red-handed.

The old lady, who had brought out a curled-edge hoe from somewhere and was about to sneak into the vegetable garden at the back, heard the voice of her eldest daughter-in-law.

He turned around and asked, "I'm just going to take a walk in the back."

As she spoke, she saw a few unfamiliar faces following her and they were puzzled, "But what's the matter, isn't it?"

She had long since stopped caring about the affairs of the house, because these trivial matters were not only complicated but also brain-consuming. After she married her daughter-in-law into the family, she felt relieved and became a hands-off boss.

Generally, she would only ask her when she was unsure about something important, but more often, her eldest son would help solve any difficulties.

All these years, it was never her turn to worry.

Not to mention, this brings people from outside to her.

After saying that, the old lady put down the hoe on her shoulder and placed her palm on the top of the hoe for leverage.

Waiting for Wang to say yes, what is going on.

Wang is her eldest daughter-in-law 'Wang Huiqin'. As her name suggests, she is smart and virtuous. However, perhaps because she has more things to worry about over the years, she has naturally become more majestic.

"Mom, this is me. I can't make the decision as your wife, so I have to ask you to make the decision."

As she spoke, Wang moved sideways, revealing the people behind her.

Pointing to a man with a full beard, he said, "This one is from Chengdu..."

Then he pointed to another person wearing gray clothes and with a black mole on the corner of his mouth and said, "This person is from my hometown."

Ancestral home...

The old lady was originally nonchalant, but when she heard someone was coming from her 'hometown', she became extremely alert and looked at the person, trying to find some clues from his face.

The old lady frowned slightly and said to the little maid waiting outside the yard, "Come, take care of this for me."

The little girl trotted in, took the old lady's precious hoe and walked to the backyard.

"Wang, please bring them with me..."

The old lady walked in front, and several people followed behind her to the reception room specially used to receive guests.