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Sixty-four catty

  Sixty-four catties

  Wen Tiejie stood at the door, wearing a new cloak with large red peony flowers embroidered on it, her figure shrouded in a faint halo of light, which made her lips look redder and her teeth whiter, and even more radiant and beautiful.

  Although she was only eleven or twelve years old and her facial features were still undeveloped, she already had the makings of a little beauty.

  "Cold? You're the only one who knows what's cold, others don't know, are they all made of steel and iron while you're just flesh and blood?"

  Jiang looked at her daughter's excellent face, and the naive and innocent look on her face, her anger dissipated a little, but she still scolded with a straight face.

  Born in such a complex and large family, beauty is not enough, the most important thing is to be transparent and stable, and to understand human relationships.

  "Don't be angry, Mother," seeing Jiang's unhappiness, Wen Shi hastily walked over and hugged Jiang's arm, "I know I was wrong, I woke up early, but somehow fell asleep again, and when I opened my eyes it was already late."

  "Stop shaking, you're making me nervous. Go and sit with your sister for a while, I'll go put on my coat and we'll go to the main house together to pay our respects to Old Lady." Jiang couldn't bear to say anything harsh anymore.

  Cui Mei helped Jiang's wife into the inner room to dress, while tenth sister went over to ninth sister and paid her respects before sitting down beside her.

  "Nine sister is so early every day, it's really embarrassing for my younger sister." On one side, a little maid presented tea cups, and Wen Shi sister was lightly blowing the tea on the other side, chatting with Jiu sister.

  "This is... " Ninth Sister smiled, "Little sister doesn't have to be embarrassed, I've always been a light sleeper, and even had the doctor take a look last year. The doctor said it's congenital."

  "Oh, I see?" Wen Shi's sister was somewhat curious, but still nodded her head.

  The ninth sister smiled again.

  She doesn't dislike this younger sister of hers, possibly because she was spoiled by the Jiang family too much, a very simple-minded child, easy to fool around with, and they get along quite well.

  Of course, most of this is due to her broad-mindedness and humility. Otherwise, let's not mention that she is her legitimate younger sister, but rather say that with her age of over several decades in two lifetimes, it would be quite boring for her to argue with a teenager.

  "Wow, Ninth Sister's hand warmer is so exquisite! Is it made to order from outside?" Wen Shi's gaze suddenly fell on her hands, and her face slightly sank.

  The ninth sister looked at her and said, "Of course not, it was just that mother saw me being cold earlier!" After finishing speaking, her gaze fell and paused for a moment on the large red peony flower cloak she was wearing, before turning back to her face.

  Wen Shi's sister was slightly taken aback, and she quickly lowered her head to take a sip of tea, using it to cover up the awkwardness on her face.

  She's really petty, the good fabric for a new cloak she wanted, her mother had someone make it for her, and this sister didn't even hum a sound, now with just a small hand warmer, she actually took offense, it's really not right.

  "Sister, did you memorize the book that Yún Fūzi asked you to recite yesterday?"

  A single glance calmed the animosity, turning passivity into initiative, which can be said to be a clever move that achieves a great deal with little effort. However, Wen Jiu's daughter did not dare to let her guard down, because she felt as though there was still a sharp blade behind her back waiting to strike.

  "I've already memorized it, I recited it all last night." Upon hearing this, a hint of pride appeared on Tenth Sister's face, and she smiled.

  She is not only a little beauty, but also a little talent, although she is a bit confused in embroidery, but her literacy and recitation are good.

  "Eldest sister, how about you?" The tenth sister asked back.

  "I...". Wen Jiu's sister was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her head in embarrassment, "I still don't know how, but... there's just one more thing..."

  "Is there something else? Oh... Ninth Sister, you're not doing this right, you should have practiced earlier. But it's okay, I'll teach you, and save you from being punished by the teacher for a while."

  Wen Shi's sister not only didn't mock her, but instead said with great enthusiasm that this was also the key to why Jiu Shi's daughter didn't dislike this little girl, although she occasionally had some small thoughts, but her heart was good.

  "Alright, thank you so much, sister." Jiujier smiled and thanked her.

  Wen Shi's sister began to recite in a low voice, and after reciting one sentence, she asked Jiu Shi's daughter to repeat it.

  Looking at the little girl's serious appearance, Jiu couldn't help but think of laughing in her heart, how could she possibly not?

  In her previous life, she had worked extremely hard to get into her ideal university, but unfortunately...

  While following Wen Shijie's low voice, Jiu Sajie pretended to be unintentional and turned her body slightly, catching a glimpse of Zhou Mama's retreating figure out of the corner of her eye, and only then did her heart suddenly relax.

  It's not always easy to hide one's clumsiness, you can deceive these young girls, but it's hard to deceive those old foxes.

  After what happened yesterday, she didn't dare to be careless again. Otherwise, her stepmother, who appeared dignified and generous on the surface but was actually anxious and suspicious, would have a bad impression of her...

  It wasn't long before Jiang came out with Ninth Sister and Tenth Sister.

  "Mother, didn't you say a few days ago that you saw some grey squirrel fur fabric for making a cloak? How come... it's still not made?"

  But Tenth Sister didn't move, her gaze falling on the old grey crane-coloured brocade cloak on Jiang's body.

  "Must you act on everything you see?" Upon hearing her words, Jiang's brow furrowed and she gave her a sideways glance.

  Wen's sister was taken aback.

  Jiang ignored her and walked out the door.

  Looking at her mother's back, Wen Tishia couldn't help but well up with two streams of tears in her eyes.

  Zhou Mama followed behind Jiang Shi, glanced at Wen Shi's sister, wanted to speak but stopped herself, shook her head and turned around to follow Jiang Shi.

  "Jiū jiě jie..." Suddenly, only Jiūjiě was left in the house, and Shíjiě immediately called out to her, with a tone full of grievance.

  "Come on, sister, mother may be anxious!" Jiujier immediately stepped forward and pulled her arm, going out the door.

  Actually, Jiu Jie was also puzzled by this scene. Her beloved daughter asked about the cloak, but was met with such an attitude.

  She certainly wouldn't be so self-important as to think it's because of this old thing on her, would she? This windbreaker on Jiang's body isn't from last year, is it?

  It seems that Auntie's words yesterday were true, the Jiang family business is indeed in trouble, and the Jiang family has started to tighten their belts, even thinking of selling off their dowry to make up for it.

  I also don't know if the advanced technology she contributed yesterday can help.

  She certainly hopes to be of help, a rising tide lifts all boats...

  From the corner gate of the courtyard is the garden, and through the garden is the main hall of the entire Hou Mansion.

  The Hou Mansion is divided into five parts, with the east wing housing Da Fu and San Fu, the west wing housing Er Fu and Si Fu, while the Central Chamber of Longevity, where Old Lady Li resides, is located in the very center.

  "Hehe, good boy, come quickly... let great-grandma take a good look..."

  It was clear that Jiang and his party had arrived late. Before they could even approach the Yanshoutang, a burst of laughter came from inside.

  It can be seen that it is very lively inside.

  Chiang's foot paused for a moment, his face already filled with solemnity, looking as if he was facing a formidable enemy...

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