Chapter 47: Paying Respects (5)

  Yao Cun Jia has this kind of skill, unknowingly making people have a great increase in good feelings towards her, and involuntarily dropping their guard, even Ma Shi can't help but be affected.

  Ma brought a smile, personally selected a set of ruby and emerald inlaid with red gemstones for Yao Cun Jia. Yao Cun Hui and Yao Cun Mei also chose one. Yao Cun Mei especially loved a pair of jade bangles, holding them in her hand and refusing to put them down, begging Ma to give them to her.

  Ma was just refuting Yao Cun Jia's words, and now in front of his three daughters, it wouldn't be good to lean too much towards his own birth, so he sank his face and didn't respond to Yao Cun Mei. Yao Cun Mei was very unhappy, put down her chopsticks, and sulkily didn't speak.

  "I've disturbed Mother for half a day, I should be going! Daughter takes her leave!" Yao Cun Jia stood up and curtsied.

  Yao Cun Jia got up, and Yao Cun Hui naturally didn't stay behind either. They bid farewell together. Mrs. Ma was anxious to get rid of them so she could coax Yao Cun Mei, and she couldn't wait for them to leave. She sent them off with just a few words.

  "Sister," on the way back, Yao Cunhui quickly walked two steps and stopped Yao Cunjia, saying in a low voice beside her: "That set of jewelry, is it Mother's thing?"

  Yao Cun Jia's body suddenly shook, and he nodded slightly with a faint bitter smile. Suddenly, he realized something and stared at Yao Cun Hui, saying urgently: "You mustn't do anything rash!"

  Ma's dove occupies the magpie nest, occupying her mother's things. She is naturally resentful and heartbroken, but with their current ability, wanting to get things back from Ma's hands is no different from a fool's dream. She absolutely does not want to see her sister get hurt!

  "Don't worry, big sister," Yao Cunhui smiled slightly, her face still calm and elegant: "I'm not that impulsive. One day, I'll make the Ma family spit out everything they've taken from others."

  Yao Cun Jia was taken aback and sighed: "Peace is a blessing, what I want most is for you and Zan'er to be safe and sound!"

  Yao Cun's heart skipped a beat, her eyes sparkling: "Big sister, I understand."

  Yao Cun was comforted by a smile, watching her go towards the fork in the road. Gazing at this slender figure with a soft green dress, gentle and elegant, two contradictory qualities that should have clashed were surprisingly harmonious and blended together on her, leaving Yao Cun momentarily bewildered.

  Suddenly heard that Ma Qunfang had arrived, Yao Cunhui's hand holding the needle stopped abruptly.

  The longevity gift for the great-grandmother's birthday had been carefully prepared by Old Master Yao, but as younger generations, the sisters of Yao Cun and Jia also wanted to show their own thoughts.

  Yao Cun Jia had been thinking about this matter since last year and had prepared early, embroidering a nearly two-meter-high "Mago offers longevity" screen painting as a birthday gift.

  Yao Cunhui didn't remember to care about this matter, and hadn't made any preparations at all. Yao Cunjia smiled and said that the screen painting was originally intended to be given in the name of the two sisters, so it didn't matter if she wasn't prepared. Yao Cunjia felt grateful but also a bit uneasy, so she smiled and said that she would make another pair of shoes for her maternal grandmother instead, just to show her sincerity!

  Yao Cun Jia also smiled and said it should be so, and let her go.

  "It's rare for my sister to remember me, come in quickly!" Yao Cunhui smiled and scolded Hongzhi, while putting down her needlework.

  "Second sister is busy with what!" Ma Qunfang has already smiled and come in, her eyes scanning the small bamboo basket of needlework shoes, suddenly shining brightly, smiling and praising: "Sister is getting more and more clever and skilled, originally making shoes ah!"

  Yao Cunhui smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes and smiled, "This is going to be a birthday gift for my maternal grandmother. The craftsmanship isn't great, I don't know if it's good enough to give or not!"

  "Taboo sister is so clever and meticulous, how can't she take it out? Moreover, Yun Lao Taikun cares more about Taboo sister's heart, the shoes made by Taboo sister herself, she will definitely be happy when she sees them!" Ma Qunfang said with a smile.

  Yao Cun's eyebrows and eyes relaxed slightly as she nodded with a smile: "That makes sense, although I also understand this principle, but after hearing my cousin explain it, I feel more at ease! By the way, how did you find time to come over today?"

  Ma Qunfang's face flushed slightly, feeling that Yao Cunhui's words were somewhat sarcastic. But thinking about it, wasn't it true that she had been living in the Yao residence with her aunt for so many years, when had she ever come to Luomei Courtyard? Never!

  "Just passing by and thought I'd drop in to see my second sister-in-law, isn't she welcoming?" Ma Qunfang asked with a half-true, half-false smile.

  "How come?" Yao Cunhui picked up Qu Lai: "Normally you can't even invite your sister!"

  Having said that, she threw away the topic and started chatting with Ma Qunfang, asking for her advice on what kind of flower to embroider, how many flowers to embroider, whether to use green leaves or butterflies as a backing, and so on. How should the needle be threaded?

  The best way to get close to someone is to make them feel like they're helping you. When Ma Qunfang saw Yao Cunhui humbly asking for advice, she didn't treat herself as an outsider at all, and couldn't help but become enthusiastic about discussing it with her, freely offering her own opinions. They spent half a day in the Luomei Courtyard before reluctantly saying their goodbyes.

  "Today, the sun really rose from the west! I never knew that Miss Bao and Second Miss had so much to talk about!" Hongyu couldn't help but say.

  Yao Cun Hui's eyes flickered to Hong Zhi, and she smiled, saying: "I'm also the master of the Yao estate, so it's normal for my cousin to come in and sit down. Why are you making such a big fuss?"

  Hong Lian smiled silently and busied herself with her needlework.

  The next day, Ma Qunfang came again and sat for a while before leaving. In the following days, Ma Qunfang almost came every other day or two consecutive days, each time chatting for a while before leaving. Yao Cunhui was as polite and smiling as ever, neither making her feel cold-shouldered nor overly enthusiastic.

  Ma Qunfang finally couldn't sit still, and came again today. After chatting for a while, she took out a small porcelain box with a butterfly pattern from her body and gave it to Yao Cunhui, smiling and saying: "This is the latest lip balm from Shangpin Pavilion, the color is just right, not too dull or too bright, and it's smooth and fragrant. I got this from my aunt, thinking that on Cloud Old Lady's birthday, my cousin would use it properly, so I might as well give it to my cousin, and it's also a good match!"

  Yao Cunhui repeatedly declined, but Ma Qunfang insisted on sending it. She smiled lightly, with a hint of helplessness and admiration: "Second sister-in-law doesn't have to be polite with me, I'm always in the mansion, who am I showing off to? It's better to give it to you. Besides, this is just my little token of thoughtfulness, if second sister-in-law declines again, it would be impolite!"

  "Then I'll thank my cousin!" Yao Cunhui smiled and accepted the gift, holding the rouge box in her hand and playing with it. She seemed to be smiling casually as she said: "Actually, since Cousin is so familiar with us sisters, she's not an outsider either. Our maternal grandmother's house is also a close relative's house. On that day, Cousin can just go with us to celebrate our maternal grandmother's birthday, and it won't be a problem. Isn't the more people the better for celebrating birthdays? I don't know what Mother was thinking."

  Ma Qunfang's heart was suddenly lifted and suspended in mid-air, a scorching light flashed quickly across her eyes. She had been waiting for this moment for so many days! Upon hearing these words, she felt both excited and worried, her face glowing slightly as she thought for a moment before smiling and saying: "I suppose Auntie also has her own difficulties, the Yun family is a wealthy and influential clan, and Auntie isn't a daughter of the Yun family after all. She can't be compared to Cousin who dares to speak such words, this mistress isn't easy to deal with!"

  Ma Qunfang's meaning is very clear, this sentence Ma is not good at saying, but Yao Cunhui sister is good at saying.

  Yao Cun Hui clearly heard it, secretly laughing in her heart, but on the surface, she showed a face of agreement, nodding seriously and saying: "Sister is right, I misunderstood Mother! It seems that Mother is indeed not easy to talk about."

  Yao Cunhui asked with great interest, asking if the rouge was really as good as she said, and whether Shangpin Pavilion had other varieties, and so on.

  Ma Qunfang saw that she didn't continue to express her opinion, and was very disappointed. She couldn't forcibly turn the topic back, so she absent-mindedly followed Yao Cunhui's meaning and said a few words before hastily taking her leave.

  Looking at her departing back, Yao Cunhui sneered and laughed lightly. With such little patience and shallow vision, she still dared to learn from others' infatuation and daydreams!

  "Guai Dao said, 'Miss, you've been coming here so diligently these days, always taking the initiative and sending things to Miss. So that's what you're after!' Hong Lian also seemed to have figured out two or three parts of it."

  Yao Cunhui glanced at her and smiled slightly: "Those who have this idea in mind are probably not just her alone."

  Hong Lian was stunned, feeling that she couldn't keep up with the young lady's thinking again. After a moment, she said: "Then, since Miss refused her today, I'm afraid she won't come to see Miss again!"

  "What did I say to refuse her? She won't necessarily not come." Yao Cunhui couldn't help but chuckle, seeing Hong Lian still dazed and said with a smile: "Never mind that, I'm a bit thirsty, pour me a cup of tea!"

  Ma Qunfang is not a generous host, she won't be willing to give away things for nothing. If she doesn't come tomorrow, she will come the day after, she can't bear to wait.

  In the evening, Yao Cunhui and Rong's mother came out of Mingfeng Pavilion. The moonlight was like water, with a faint fragrance floating in the air. The cool night breeze blew gently, rustling the leaves softly, quiet, gentle, and inexplicably touching people's hearts.

  Yao Cunhui didn't notice that she had turned a corner, intending to circle around the garden and return, taking the opportunity to clear her mind and appreciate this rare night scene. Or rather, there are night scenes every night, but it's rare to have the mood to appreciate them today, so naturally she wouldn't let it go to waste.

  The faint scent of jasmine flowers wafts through the air, carrying the breath of a dark night, refreshing the heart and lungs. The chirping insects hum softly like silk, adding a touch of vitality and warmth to this tranquil garden.

  The two of them didn't say a word, one in front and the other behind, walking quietly with slow steps, only the rustling sound of her skirt occasionally reaching their ears.

  As they passed by the lakeside hills, all they could hear was a faint cry coming from the dark tree clusters by the lake. Yao Cunhui and Rong Ma's hearts skipped a beat as they involuntarily stopped in their tracks, cocked their ears to listen carefully.

  The sobbing was suppressed very deeply, intermittent, and it sounded especially heartbreaking in the dead of night.

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