"It doesn't matter. She framed so many people that no one would believe her."
Song Xijiao smiles and looks at the big brother gratefully.
I didn't expect that there were so many people helping her in silence where I didn't know.
The eldest brother didn't care about her, so he went to Yamen and took the paper back. He took the initiative to tell governor Hu that he had made a mistake. Song Qingchen didn't steal it.
Hujun Shouming knows that the evidence is conclusive. This big brother is trying to cover up song Qingchen. If it was put in the past, he would definitely not allow it!
But now he was so full of his mind that he left his official affairs early and went back to his backyard to play with the beauties. He was too lazy to deal with these matters. He turned a blind eye and let song Qingchen out of prison.
On the other hand, song Xijiao bought a lot of food to go home and began to make food for Hu que on his way.
She has cooked these food many times, which can be said to be very skilled. It only took one afternoon and night to stew the stewed food. The brine that should be marinated and the one that should be sun dried.
However, song Xijiao always felt that it was not enough.
Lying in bed at night, she thought about it and always wanted to prepare something more for Hu que.
Zhongchun came back from the outside with a cold air. Seeing that song Xijiao's room was still lit by candlelight, he asked, "Xijiao, haven't you slept yet?"
Song Xijiao was thinking about something and said casually, "No
"Why haven't you been sleeping? What are you thinking?"
"Miss Hu que."
As soon as the voice dropped, the temperature in the room dropped to freezing point.
Song Xijiao suddenly responded to what she said. She slipped out of bed and ran outside. She hugged Zhong Chun's waist and said, "don't be angry! Hu que is going to join the army. He will leave after three days. I always think he has to leave his hometown because of me. Besides, he went to my elder brother's command for me. I have to make him something delicious and useful to repay him. "
After listening to her crackling explanation, Zhong Chun's dark face just looked better.
The fingers were bouncing heavily on her forehead, and the voice was mellow and deep.
"Next time you talk, think twice before you act. Pay attention. If you dare to talk like this again..."
He bowed his head in Song Xijiao's ear and whispered a few words.
After that, she pushed her face away! No shame
Zhong Chun low smile: "wait to become a relative, I..."
"Oh, you said it!" Song Xijiao snorted, sat down at the table, glanced at his black clothes, and said, "you're so black that you won't go to the business of killing and burying corpses again?"
"Yes, a lot."
Zhong Chun did not avoid her, and told the truth.
Anyway, this little girl is very brave. She killed people like nobody else. She is not afraid at all. If ordinary people had known her nature, they would have run away.
But instead of being afraid, he appreciated her more and more!
To be his wife, he should have such courage.
Song Xijiao gave a bang. She wanted to talk to him. When she turned back, she saw that he had taken off his shirt and showed her strong body.
No matter how many times I look at this figure, I can't pull out my eyes.
She is greedy to look at, Zhong Chun but suddenly turned back, she caught a current.
"Little lecher."
"You are the lecher! I didn't look at you again, hum, narcissism
Song Xijiao said, without waiting for him to reply, she immediately got up and pretended to be scornful. She closed the door, and the old God was lying on the bed.
But as soon as she lay down, her cheeks turned red and she couldn't help drooling.
What a beautiful figure!
When can I have a look and feel the bulging chest muscles, tight abdominal muscles
Creak, the door was suddenly pushed open, interrupted her imagination.
Song Xijiao immediately closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Zhong Chun walks to the bed and looks at her from a commanding position.
For a long time, song Xijiao finally couldn't pretend to go on. She opened her eyes and looked at her small eyes with a guilty heart: "why?"
Zhong Chun said with a bad smile: "I'm afraid you didn't see enough just now. Let you have a good look."
"Go to hell!"
Song Xijiao was so angry that she grabbed the pillow beside her and threw it at him.
Zhong Chun chuckled, took the pillow, threw it to the end of the bed, bent down, pinched her chin, and then kissed her.
The next day, after getting up, song Xijiao did not rush to the bamboo paper mill. Instead, she sat in the yard and began to figure out how to make a winter coat for Hu que. In this era, in winter, they still wear cotton padded clothes.
However, the cotton padded clothes are thick and airy. It's nothing for ordinary people to sit in their houses. The wind is so strong at the border, and there are only tents. Isn't it tiring and freezing to death when wearing cotton padded clothes?
If only we could make a down jacket.
However, to make down jacket, the first thing to overcome is where to find wind and water-proof cloth, but also how to gather those down together, do not fall, do not spread, will not run out."Sister, what do you think, so attentive."
Zhang sat down beside her, embroidered with stitches, and asked casually.
Song Xijiao said, "I was thinking, what kind of cloth is waterproof and windproof?"
Zhang Shi heard speech and laughed: "if there is such a cloth, when it rains, who will wear coir raincoat?"
Rain?
Song Xijiao's eyes suddenly brightened. Yes, she didn't think of it!
Bamboo paper coated with tung oil, can be turned into oil paper umbrella, wind and rain.
If the cotton cloth is coated with tung oil, isn't it the same effect?
And down jacket should be sewn into a small square, a small square, as long as the cloth coated with tung oil is carefully sewn into the small square, can't the wind stop?
"Sister in law! How clever you are
Zhang looked at her inexplicably: "I didn't say anything either!"
"No, you have helped me a lot! Shun'er, come on
Song Xijiao happily ran to the outer yard and told shun'er to go door-to-door to look for duck down, carefully put it in a cloth bag and fill it with a whole bag.
Shun'er a brain question mark, the third Miss began to mess, good, looking for duck down for what?
But the master's words, even if it is a whim of chaos, do slaves also have to listen, can only accept the fate of the door.
Song Xijiao bought a large jar of tung oil, took out a pen and paper, and began to calculate carefully.
Last time in Huizhou, she already had the experience of fashion design, but the final work of cutting was handed over to the tailor shop. This time, even the tailor shop could not help her, so she had to come by herself!
What's more, time is limited, and today, there are only three days left.
So, from this moment on, the family saw her from morning to night with scissors, cutting to a piece of cloth, measuring to go, busy.
Two days later, when she finally finished, even she felt a little inconceivable.
She did it!
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