Mrs. Sheng had a lazy attitude, said a few words indifferently and walked away; the other three groups of people, whose status was far lower than Fourth Master Xi, greeted Du Xueru with smiles.
"Is this your daughter? She is so beautiful, she is nothing more than a fairy."
"Your daughter looks so much like you. Fourth Madam, were you more beautiful than your daughter-in-law when you were young? Fourth Master is fascinated by you."
These people will talk as if Yunqiao is Du Xueru's most expensive decoration.
Because Yun Qiao was beautiful, Du Xueru was particularly sincere when people praised her. Du Xueru couldn't help but feel a little proud, and at the same time she thought it was a good idea to take Yun Qiao out.
Hearing that Lu Yao was very annoying.
When they went to take measurements, Wen Luyao left first, leaving only Yun Qiao and Du Xueru still chatting with others.
After hearing that Lu Yao had chosen the materials and measured the sizes, Yun Qiao and Du Xueru slowly went to choose the clothing materials.
"...Mom, a woman wearing Japanese clothes just walked over." Yun Qiao said.
Du Xueru glanced out the window but didn't see anything: "Where?"
"Over there... I just turned a corner and can't see it now. Her clothes are so beautiful, but she feels very tired." Yun Qiao said.
Du Xueru: "It's heavy and cumbersome. Not many even Japanese people wear it. They prefer Western skirts."
She talked about her experiences in Japan.
Japan has been learning from the West for a long time, imitating clothing, systems and economy.
The fashionable things that China is following now are all leftovers from Japan. Those young people just saw that Japan was rising, so they couldn’t wait to learn from it.
"...I'm definitely not used to it." Yun Qiao said.
Du Xueru answered naturally: "You'll get used to it after living here for a long time. It's almost the same as here. Wen Lan is about the same age as you, so she can get used to it."
Yun Qiao asked her about her and Xi Wenlan's life in Japan.
Du Xueru got interested in talking about sex, and they started chatting with her as expected. Yun Qiao remained calm and listened to what she told them, which happened during their second year in Japan.
As for what it was like when she first went to Japan, Du Xueru didn't mention it.
When the topic reached this point, Yun Qiao took the opportunity to deceive Du Xueru.
"Mom, I remembered something."
Du Xueru was looking at the fabric and without any preparation, she casually asked Yun Qiao what was going on.
"Don't you have a sister?" Yun Qiao asked her.
After hearing this, Du Xueru immediately asked, "Who told you?"
Under normal circumstances, it would be to refute that Yun Qiao was wrong and that she had a sister, rather than asking who told her.
"...I don't have a sister, and I don't know who is talking nonsense." Du Xueru's face became very unnatural, and she quickly made up for it, "I do have a sister, but we are not very close. We haven't seen each other in more than ten years."
"Grandma said something," Yun Qiao said.
At this time, someone passed by and said hello to Du Xueru, and the topic dropped.
Yun Qiao was pulled out by Wen Luyao.
The two of them were talking under the eaves, and Yun Qiao was distracted for no reason, remembering her chance encounter with Xi Lanting and Wen Luyao here last year. At that time, a pear petal fell on Xi Lanting's shoulder, and Xi Lanting stretched out her hand to flick it away.
The flowers and people that day were as beautiful as a detailed painting, and she was fascinated by them.
Guests from Jinyunzhai came and went, and some people walked under the pear tree and stopped to stare.
The pear blossoms are white, as crystal clear as snow, and there is a rustling rain of flowers in the wind.
Yun Qiao thought he was hallucinating, but hearing Lu Yao became excited: "Xi Lan Ting!"
She quickly walked down the steps and rushed to the man.
Xi Lanting was looking at Yun Qiao, his eyebrows as deep as if they were stained with ink, reflecting thousands of years of time.
"Xi Laoqi, why are you here?" Wen Luyao was happy when she saw him. Maybe this guy is also a face-controller and likes handsome men like Xi Lanting.
However, she was self-aware and looked back at Yun Qiao, "Are you here to see Yun Qiao?"