"Ming Xiang and Mrs. Ming have a very close relationship. The clothes on Ming Xiang's body are the only ones found all over the world. It can be said to be the envy of others. I have heard about it since I was a child."
Mrs. Ming had no doubts, she smiled and took Yan Mingzhu's hand and sat down, "My husband, he is obsessed with government affairs and never cares about external things. As a housewife, there is nothing I can do for him.
So I thought about making some close-fitting clothes so that he could wear them more comfortably. After all, no matter how luxurious the clothes outside are, they are not as safe as those made by myself."
Yan Mingzhu nodded in agreement, "Madam, your stitches are so unique, can you teach me?"
It happened that she was going to make clothes and boots for Qi Jue recently, but she hadn't picked up an embroidery needle for a long time, so she could only do it temporarily.
"This is double-sided embroidery, which is more difficult and time-consuming. Do you really want to learn it?"
Yan Mingzhu has a certain foundation in embroidery, and she has been very good at everything since elementary school. She does not think that double-sided embroidery can be difficult for her.
Although Yan Mingzhu is learning very quickly, she still makes mistakes from time to time while embroidering, and it is easy to prick her fingers.
"Double-sided embroidery is really difficult."
Mrs. Ming smiled and said: "You have learned very quickly. In such a short period of time, you can master the key points, which is much better than when I first learned it."
Mingyu helped: "Yes, yes, when I saw this double-sided embroidery, my head was blown. My mother was chasing after me every day to teach me. I am still sloppy in embroidery. Zhu."
Zhu, you are really amazing!"
"Ayu, what you said is not comprehensive. In addition to double-sided embroidery, you also learned other embroidery methods in a mess. Judging from the embroidery you embroidered, you can shorten my life by ten years."
Mingyu: "...Mother, I must not be your biological child, and you are trying to undermine me again!"
Yan Mingzhu and Mrs. Ming were both amused.
Suddenly, Mrs. Ming sighed with emotion: "Zhuzhu, you are so similar to my sister-in-law. She is extremely smart and learns everything very quickly, but she is a little different from you.
She doesn't like jobs like being a prostitute in these girls' homes. She prefers to wield swords and guns. In the past, I didn't even need to look at the hourglass. As long as I heard the sound of whips in the courtyard next door, I knew I was going to do it.
It’s my sister-in-law who is practicing martial arts.”
Yan Mingzhu paused and lowered her eyelids slightly, covering the emotions flowing in her eyes.
"The Ming general's peerless elegance is naturally different from that of ordinary women."
Mrs. Ming sighed: "Since my sister-in-law left, I have asked everyone in the house not to mention anything about my sister-in-law in front of my husband. My husband still does not believe that my sister-in-law is no longer alive.
He has been searching everywhere. Over the years, as long as there is a little bit of news somewhere, he will rush there despite his busy schedule, but every time he comes back disappointed. All of us have recognized this fact, but only
Husband, he..."
In the past seventeen years, whenever his little sister was involved, Mingtai was like a demon. Everyone in the world except him, the elder brother, had already concluded that Mingzhu was dead.
However, Mingtai refused to hold a funeral for Mingzhu, and would not allow anyone to set up a memorial tablet for her, on the grounds that the younger sister might still be alive.
As long as the body is not found, as long as no funeral is held, and no memorial tablet is set up, he can deceive himself and others that his sister is still alive, but she will not come back for the time being.
At this point, Mrs. Ming choked even more and tears fell down her cheeks.
Yan Mingzhu felt even more uncomfortable. Her eyes were already moist and tears were rolling, but she was forced to hold them back.
"Mrs. Ming, please... I'm sorry. General Ming is alive in heaven, and he definitely doesn't want you to live in pain because of her."
Mrs. Ming wiped her tears with a handkerchief and forced a smile, "Look, I am really old. Why should I talk to you about these unhappy things? The stitches here are like this..."
After studying for a while, Mingyu couldn't bear his temper any longer, stretched out, suddenly thought of something, and started shouting excitedly.
"Mom, mother, I want to eat that!"
Afraid that Mrs. Ming would not understand, Mingyu leaned into her ear and said a few words, while Mrs. Ming frowned, her expression a little hesitant.
"Mom, Zhuzhu finally came to our house. She is not an outsider. No matter what, we have to let her taste rare products that are not available anywhere else. Okay, mother~"
Under Yan Mingzhu's confused look, Mrs. Ming scratched the tip of Mingyu's nose.
"Miss Yan, please sit here for a while, I'll go and come back."
Yan Mingzhu nodded, "Madam, come with Ayu, just call me Zhuzhu."
The word Zhuzhu made Mrs. Ming's expression a little dazed, "Zhuzhu."
Yan Mingzhu sighed happily, and Mrs. Ming's eyes turned red again, but before anyone could see the clues, she had already turned around and left the door.
Mingyu happily lay down on the low table, holding his chin, "Zhuzhu, let me tell you, later you will see a snack you have never seen before. It is delicious, but I have never eaten it since I was a child.
I can count the number of times I've passed it on my ten fingers."
Yan Mingzhu was still concentrating on the double-sided embroidery. While embroidering, she replied to Mingyu's words: "From what you said, could it be a very expensive snack?"
"It's not that it's expensive. Now in this house, only my mother can make it. But my mother also learned from my grandmother. It's a pity that I was born late and never met my grandmother. My mother said that my grandmother and my aunt are very similar. They are both very similar.
A stunning beauty!"
When Mrs. Ming was mentioned, Yan Mingzhu couldn't help but pay attention. She pricked her finger with a needle.
"Oh, it's bleeding. Get the ointment quickly..."
Before Mingyu could call anyone in, Yan Mingzhu stopped him and put his finger in his mouth for a while, "It's a small hole, just suck it twice and it'll be fine."
In the previous life, Mrs. Ming passed away due to serious illness not long after Yan Mingzhu was conferred the title of General of the Fu Kingdom.
So many years have passed, and now only some old people in the Ming Dynasty are left who can remember my mother.
It seems that the scene of playing coquettishly and playfully in front of my mother's knees happened yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared like a passing cloud.
The past will never come back, just like herself, she can only return to this mansion where all her memories were once filled with another body and another identity.
But her old friends were right in front of her, but she couldn't recognize them due to various reasons.
"I'm in a hurry, so it might not be delicious. Zhuzhu, Ayu, you guys should try it first."
When Mrs. Ming came back, she asked her maid to bring two jade bowls. The snacks in the bowls, which looked like white snow in spring, were steamed and baked with sugar.
"Wow, my heart is so fond of steamed and crispy sugar! Hey, hey, I miss you so much. Mom, you are so stingy. Why do you only have two bowls? Even if you make one pot, I can eat it! Zhuzhu, try it quickly.
, this sugar steamed cake is a special snack that only our Mingfu has!"