The early dead mother dressed as the female partner of white lotus (MTL)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

    Fu Qingrou called a group of little sisters to go to Zhenbaoxuan together. As soon as she entered the Zhenbaoxuan, this time she didn't ask the shopkeeper to recommend it, but went through the first column of the entry one by one, and read all the pearl hairpins sold by the Zhenbaoxuan in detail.

    This behavior is something she often does when she goes to the jewelry building recently. She must find a bead hairpin that is more beautiful than the one on Fu Qingxuan's head.

    Fu Qingrou looked carefully at one bead hairpin and one bead hairpin, and from time to time she heard the exclamations of her usually very discerning little sister beside her.

    "God, this bead hairpin is beautiful, I think it is more refined than the one in Linlang Pavilion."

    "Look at the texture of this bead hairpin, I feel that it is similar to the colorful clouds on the Qingxuan bead hairpin last time. "

    A closer look is indeed the same style of carving, and even the overall design of this bead hairpin is almost the same."

    "Yeah, I want to buy this bead hairpin, it's really rare to be so delicate."

    "I see it too ." I got this pearl hairpin."

    Fu Qingrou looked for it with the highest vision, but felt that the pearl hairpins in front of her were always missing something, not as good as Fu Qingxuan's pearl hairpins.

    And this is just her personal opinion. The little sisters who came with her have more or less picked their favorite pearl hairpins.

    Under the propaganda of those noble ladies, Zhenbaoxuan quickly became popular in the capital, and the momentum was directly pressing Linlang Pavilion.

    In the Fu residence, Fu Qingxuan looked at the row of bead hairpins in front of her and covered her mouth in surprise: "Mother, are these really for me?" She couldn't believe it.

    Shen Yushu looked at her firmly: "That's right, these are all for you."

    This feeling is no less than a modern woman getting a whole set of beloved lipsticks, while Fu Qingxuan got a whole set of exquisite bead hairpins.

    Fu Qingxuan stroked each bead hairpin one by one, feeling extremely happy, but looking at the style of bead hairpins above, she felt as if she was familiar with each other, much like the bead hairpin that her mother gave her before, but it was also a little bit different. Like the pearl hairpin style of Zhenbaoxuan.

    "Mother, I feel that the style of these pearl hairpins is a bit similar to the style of

    Zhenbaoxuan, don't they?" Fu Qingxuan still has some ideas. At first, she received the pearl hairpins made by her mother, and then she sold similar style pearl hairpins. The treasure house, and Jinniang gave her a set of similar style bead hairpins.

    Shen Yushu didn't expect Ah Xuan to guess it so quickly, and she deserves to be her goose: "Yes, Zhenbaoxuan is a new shop opened by my mother recently, and the pearl hairpins in it are all designed by my mother herself."     She paused. After a while, it was rare to be playful: "Axuan, don't worry, the pearl hairpin that your mother gave you last time is absolutely unique. There is no second identical pearl hairpin in this world. Besides, it was made by the mother herself."     Fu Qingxuan was particularly happy.     Of course, what I have to say is that Fu Qingrou finally had no choice but to buy a pearl hairpin that she thought could compete with Fu Qingxuan, and ran to Fu Qingxuan's yard.     As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw Fu Qingxuan wearing a pearl hairpin exactly like her.     She trembled with anger, gritted her teeth and turned away.     As soon as Fu Qingxuan came out, she saw Fu Qingrou turning away and murmured, "Strange, I don't know why you are here?"     Shen Yushu kept making red bean and barley tea for Fu Qingxuan every day.     Fu Qingxuan was also puzzled while drinking: "Mother, why do I drink this red bean and barley tea every three days, but what special effect does it have? Or is there a special treatment for my body cold?     She She asked tentatively, after all, my mother insisted on brewing this red bean and barley tea for herself every day, and urged her to drink it, which was also a waste of effort.     Shen Yushu did not answer her directly, but instead asked: "Axuan, think about it. How do you feel after drinking this red bean and barley tea? Is it a little warmer? "