After Zhizhi got the pearl, she looked at the candlelight carefully.
This pearl looks very ordinary, but its appearance is relatively round and has no smell.
Zhizhi didn't know how much the pearl cost, but she was a little worried that Lin's father had been cheated.
She collected the pearls with a red string and wore it on her hand like a bracelet.
After sleeping with it on for a few nights, I didn't feel anything strange, except that Sister Shen didn't appear again.
Zhizhi was afraid that pearls could ward off evil spirits, so she took them off all day and night, but she didn't see Sister Shen.
Sister Shen has a lively temperament.
She may find other fun, but not necessarily.
New Year's Day arrived before we knew it.
On New Year's Eve, Zhizhi also drank some wine and went to bed drunk.
Before going to bed, I heard Lin's father locking the door.
During these days, no, ever since Zhizhi said she had a crush on someone, Lin's father seemed to be very defensive, fearing that Zhizhi would be seen by others.
Zhizhi smiled on the bed.
Her father's thoughts were so difficult to understand.
He was clearly the one urging her to get engaged, and now he was also the one guarding against those outside.
Zhizhi didn't know that Lin's father wanted his daughter to marry into a good family, but it was a big deal to find that the cabbage he had worked so hard to raise had a pig he liked without saying a word.
When did this pig win the favor of his daughter?
Who is this pig?
Does this pig have the rhetoric and sweet words to coax his own daughter?
Zhizhi had a good sleep and was even happier the next day.
Because during the first few days of the first lunar month, most of the neighbors would greet each other and sit down for a while.
Lin's father is the oldest in their family, so they would visit their neighbors in the first grade of junior high school.
The first family I visited was Xiang Qingju’s family.
Xiang Qingju's parents were away, and Lin's father remembered his past help to the Lin family, so he always went there on the first day of the new year.
In her last life, Zhizhi followed her and didn't think anything was wrong, but today it's different.
Zhizhi looked in front of the bronze mirror for a long time.
Today she wore a crimson jacket, underneath a slightly more water-red skirt, her hair was tied into a osmanthus temple, and she also had two osmanthus-style silver hairpins pinned to her temples.
She doesn't have much jewelry, most of which were left to her by her deceased mother.
Sometimes when Lin's father made money, he would buy some, but they were not expensive.
For example, the silver hairpin on her head today is very ordinary, but its style is beautiful.
Zhizhi looked at herself in the mirror and whispered, "Doesn't this look a little too small, but Mr.
Xiang doesn't seem to like my previous dress."
"Sister, are you okay?"
Lin Yuan's voice came from the door.
Zhizhi responded, "Just come."
She looked at the silver hairpin on her head again and hesitated for a long time before taking it off.
If the other party sees that the silver hairpin is very cheap, the other party will look down on you and take it.
As soon as Zhizhi walked out, Lin Yuan praised her, "Sister, she looks really good today."
He walked around Zhizhi and suddenly frowned, "Why are you not wearing any hair accessories?"
Zhizhi poked his eyebrow with her finger and said, "You poisoned your eyes.
I don't want to wear it today."
Lin Yuan chuckled, "Come on, dad is already waiting for us at the door.
I ate so much tea from our family to my brother last time.
I want to eat up all their snacks today."
At the door of Xiangfu.
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Because it was the Chinese New Year, Xiang’s family also posted Spring Festival couplets on the door.
Just judging from the handwriting, it was probably Xiang Qingju’s calligraphy.
Father Lin stepped forward and knocked on the door, and someone opened the door.
"Uncle Lin."
It was Xiang Qingju himself who opened the door.
Zhizhi's eyes suddenly widened.
She pursed her lips, stepped back slightly, and lowered her head.
This was the first time they met after Cha Zhai said goodbye.
He was also very cruel to her last time they met.
"Xiao Yuan."
Xiang Qingju's voice paused, "Miss Lin is also here."
Zhizhi lowered her head and suddenly felt very frustrated.
Even my younger brother can make a small profit, and I am a dry girl Lin, and I have come here even if I don't know what I mean.
Are you not welcome to come?
Zhizhi reached out and touched the pearl on her wrist, thinking to herself that she didn't have a purse with her. come out.
"Nephew Xiang, why did you open the door yourself?"
"Uncle Zhang is sick, so I asked him to rest.
Come in quickly."
Zhizhi didn't raise her head when she entered, but she just heard a sudden sentence.
"Happy New Year."
She raised her head and was surprised to find that Xiang Qingju was staring at her.
Zhizhi once secretly compared the looks of the consort and Xiang Qingju, and found that if the consort was Chaohui, Xiang Qingju might be like Yueguang.
Each had their own merits, and both were first-class handsome men.
It's just that the consort always smiles, is gentle and polite when looking at people, unlike Xiang Qingju who is cold and cold like a piece of iron.
"Happy New Year to my brother."
Her brother's voice came from behind.
It turned out that she was telling her brother.
Zhizhi lowered her head again and heard Xiang Qingju coughing softly.
"Is nephew Xiang Xian also sick?
It's freezing cold here.
I need to put on more clothes."
"Nothing."
She didn't know if it was Zhizhi's imagination, but she felt that Xiang Qingju's voice seemed to be colder.
During the dinner, most of the conversation was between Father Lin and Xiang Qingju.
Lin Yuan interjected a few words while eating pastries.
Zhizhi just drank tea.
Suddenly, a plate of pastries came into her eyes.
"This pastry tastes good."
"Thank you, brother Xiang."
Lin Yuan took the lead and picked it up.
Xiang Qingju glanced at Lin Yuan and twitched the corners of his lips, "You're welcome."
Zhizhi hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took a piece.
Before she could put it in her mouth, she heard her father's voice.
"It's getting late, and Nephew Xiang is probably a little tired.
We have to go to the next house to pay New Year greetings, so I won't bother you for the time being."
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Zhizhi glanced at the pastry and put it back.
In order to avoid Xiang Qingju disapproving of her for touching it, she deliberately placed it on the edge of the plate.
"Brother Xiang, these pastries are so delicious.
Dad, let's buy some too."
Lin Yuan called from the side.
"If it tastes good, take it back with you."
Xiang Qingju's voice was neither cold nor indifferent.
So Lin Yuan came out carrying a bag of pastries.
On the way, Lin Yuan kept praising Xiang Qingju, as if he had completely forgotten how he was angry with Xiang Qingju because of those pots of tea.
"Brother Xiang's pastries are so delicious.
Sister, let's share them later."
"You can eat it alone, I don't like sweets very much."
Father Lin's voice came from the front, "Yes, Xiao Yuan, you eat alone.
Your sister is not in good health and cannot eat so many sweet things."
Lin Yuan pouted, "What?
Dad, you still insisted on asking my sister to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made yesterday."
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