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“It’s better to be simpler.”

The red tracing tied the heads on both sides into hollow rings, which naturally hung in front of the ears. I think this is the most suitable draped bun for girls.

Tang Xiaoxiao looked at herself in the mirror. She was whiter and more transparent than her previous life. Maybe it was because the women in the boudoir had less outdoor activities. She still had a round and pointed cat face. This was inherited from her grandmother. Among the girls in the Tang family, she only had such a face. Her eyebrows were still thick, proud, and her eyes were still dark and stubborn. Perhaps it was to adapt to the ancient times. The tail of her eyes was slightly longer than before. With a small raised nose, the girls with cat face seemed to have very small noses. I remember putting on makeup in the studio in my previous life because it was an unimportant one.

The female makeup artist was very savage: "This nose is so petty. You can't be fat. Once you fat, your nose will sink into your face." Tang Xiaoxiao's mind was a fat cushion with a button in the middle; the corners of his mouth were used to bend upward, diluting the strongness of his eyebrows and eyes. Because of his white skin, the color of his lips was very light, and he became even more sick. Xiaoxiao opened the mouth fat box, chose a delicate coral color to dye his lower lip, and pursed it, and the whole person was lit up.

The hair was combed with red tracing. She picked up the round mirror and let the girl see the shape behind her head - dividing her head into multiple strands and braiding her loose braids. According to Xiaoxiao's meaning, it was better to spread out the back, and she gave up because she was afraid that the ancients would not accept it.

I opened a red makeup box with lotus leaf pattern on the dressing table and saw three layers of headdresses. The first layer was filled with various silk and satin flowers, the second layer was various flower head hairpins, and the third layer was various grass insect pecking needles.

Tang Xiaoxiao took a set of six small silver hairpins from the second floor, which was a clever bougainvillea style. Three hairpins were worn on each side of the bun, making it look lively and pretty.

He was afraid that the spring breeze would still be cold, so he put on a cotton cloak with lotus-colored Ruyi pattern on the girl, and tied the bead rope at the collar tightly, and then he was fine.

When I walked out of the house, I saw the full view of the apricot tree outside the window, which was particularly tall and lush. Now pink and white apricot flowers are piled with clouds and snow, and I smiled and looked up at the branches of the blue sky, greedily sucking the fragrant air. I am afraid that only ancient courtyards can have such peace and beauty.

The yard in Zhaozhou is not a traditional courtyard. The yard is relatively rectangular and the various layouts are planted casually. This spacious house in the home is paved with gray bricks, and the land outside the corridor is full of February orchids and clovers. Wild shepherd's purse and round and cute beans and bowls of flowers are also built between them. There are tall persimmon trees and pear trees in front and back of the house, which is a bit of a country atmosphere.

Xiaoxiao was not in a hurry to enter the room to pay his respects, but instead squatted on the ground and picked up a handful of blooming February orchids. He was then curled up by the red-collar work and said to him. "The weather is still cold this day, the girl is just a little bit better. How can she get cold after getting angry when she gets cold?"

OK, what these girls say always makes sense, and they have to respond. I don’t know how the unruly ladies in ancient times made their temperament at home. Anyway, they were coaxed and persuaded by the girls, so they could only be obedient.

There was already a pretty girl standing in the main hall, and she said with a smile: "The girl's illness is gone, she looks more energetic than before."

Xiaoxiao smiled: "Have your mother got up?" My mother in her previous life was Guan Ai and stayed in bed.

"Mrs. got up early in the morning and told the kitchen to make what the girl likes to eat. Now she is asking to set up the dishes and chopsticks." The girl said and then lit the curtain.

Taohong nodded and smiled, "I'm sorry, Sister Tiaoyan, put the curtains on her own."

"It's up to the girls in your room to benefit. I've been working hard these days." Tiao Yan said.

Xiaoxiao had already entered the room first, and led it to Dongjiya from the girl in the main room. The red-stained girl behind her handed the Eryuelan that she had just picked to another girl: "I'm sorry, I'll find something to put this flower in a cheap way."

The girl smiled and said, "Miss is really meant."

The room in Dongji was particularly warm, and my mother was directing the girl to serve the meal: "Move the apricot and tofu over, Xiaoxiaoguan likes to eat this bite, and the sweet ginger and drunk fish."

It’s true that they all like to eat, and Tang Xiaoxiao hasn’t even changed his taste, which is really good.

When my mother saw Xiaoxiao, she hurried over, untied her cloak, and touched her hands again: "The hands are still cold. I asked them to heat up the kang, thinking that it would be warmer."

After all, Zhaozhou is still a habit among northerners. He burns the kang in winter and usually stops burning in February. For his daughter, the mother warms the kang again. Xiaoxiao sat down with her mother and suddenly felt hot and comfortable.

There was a red sandalwood kang table on the kang, and the mother and daughter sat on the kang for breakfast. Except for Ci Gu and Pai Hong, the other servants retreated.

The food was home-cooked and delicious. The white porcelain bowl was filled with millet and mung bean porridge that Xiaoxiao always liked; four side dishes were served on small porcelain plates, and the mother and daughter were just right to eat; the staple food was also four. Xiaoxiao only ate half a sesame and pretzel, two pearl buns that were as big as buttons, and another tea egg that her mother peeled, and soon became full.

A girl came in, holding a cypress flower sack in the style of a black-sailed boat, and inserted two ends of the sack with February orchids: "Madam, this is the orchid that the girl respects you."

My mother asked the girl to take it over and took it in her hand to look at it: "This February orchid is an ordinary grass flower, but it is rare to pick it carefully with a smile. Now it is inserted into this boat, which is unique."

Xiaoxiao touched the delicate bow and tent: "This small boat is interesting, only the size of a palm, and it is suitable for inserting these little flowers and grass."

"This was bought by your father when he went to Shaoxing a few years ago. Because he was too young, he still couldn't come in handy. Today, he was used to make a coincidence." My mother smiled and said, "The hairpin is good at a hairpin and a flower arrangement, but it turns out to be true."

The girl who called the hairpin was just now holding the boat in and smiled and said, "I vaguely remember that there is such a small flower shop in the warehouse. I have searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Later, I found it in the girl's boxes containing shells, and I packed it with several shells."

A few boxes for shells? I really like shells. I used to collect them like a baby in a cookie barrel. What does the box mean here? That kind of big camphor wood box? A few big camphor wood boxes have shells in them? It's so spectacular.

Xiaoxiao decided to ask clearly: "How many boxes of my shells already have?"

Tramma smiled and said, "No, whenever a girl meets the sea, she will collect beautiful and strange shells. Over the past few years, she has saved up five or six boxes."

Ci Gu couldn't help but smile: "In addition to shells, there are also books, beads, decorations, fans, and various rare things from overseas countries, which occupy a small warehouse."

I haven't changed my habits, so I prefer to collect these leisurely gadgets: various postcards, small bags with beads, cartoon medals, rings made of fragments of ancient porcelain, kaleidoscopes, folding fans, feather brooches... Now that my family is thicker, my private collection has increased exponentially. You must read them carefully when you have time.

"Tomorrow, I will count these treasures and pick out a few good ones to give to the sisters in Kyoto. The rest will be packed and go back to Kyoto with me."

Everyone laughed when they said.

Don’t be in the middle of spring, your heart is broken. The plum blossoms are like snow, and they are still full of them. The geese come and the news is untrue, and the dreams are hard to come back from a long way. The separation and hatred are just like spring grass, and they are still alive even further.

Tang Xiaoxiao only remembers this poem about the Spring Equinox.

It is half over spring, and now it is the spring equinox. The word "geese" is back and the grass in spring is just growing. It is time to go out to welcome Dongjun and enjoy the peach blossoms.

The whole family got up early and started eating before the hour. Today's breakfast was particularly delicious. The staple food was something called a pancake, which was similar to modern bacon burrito, but it tasted better.

"As for this, eating cakes and sacks during spring outings is also the same rule. Some people who pay attention to it also have to tie them with colorful silk and red silk to hang them in front of the sackings in spring outings." My mother picked up a sliced ​​cake roll with bacon and meat, "Try this."

"The most delicious thing is honey and plum meat." Today is the most eaten by Xiaoxiao when he came to Yuanlongchao. The five flavors of cakes were placed on the plate like a scroll. When eaten, cut into small rolls of one inch narrow, and placed around the plate like flowers.

Xiaoxiao didn't feel emotional. In his previous life, he saw fossils of cakes unearthed from Xinjiang in the museum. They were cut into small scrolls. According to the founding of the funeral snacks of the Tang Dynasty. In "Pillow Grass", Qing Shao Nayan also recorded the scene of this kind of Tang Dynasty food spread to Japan: the officials of the main hall brought something like a scroll of paintings with white paper and a branch of blooming plum blossoms. I thought what kind of paintings were, so I quickly took it in. Open it and saw that it was something called cakes, wrapped two side by side.

Now I am lucky enough to eat it.

My mother was in a particularly good mood: "Xiaoxiao's appetite is so big today that she should give the cake to Rui Niang."

The hairpin was answered by the side. If the master did not clearly state the number of rewards, he would be rewarded for one month.

"Ri Niang's ancestors used to be a guard in the palace of the Five Dynasties. The skill of making cakes was passed down from ancestors," his mother picked up another piece of cakes with mutton rolls: "It was a cold early in the morning, eat some mutton. The mutton was roasted according to Fanbang's method, and added Fanbang's unique seasonings, which have a unique flavor."

Indeed, how could it not be delicious if you roast cumin with green onions and rolled with crispy and soft cakes!

Xiaoxiao never remembers eating such delicious food in his childhood. Alas, the regrets of history can only be made up for when returning to Yuanlong Dynasty.

"It's cold ten days after Qingming Festival, and it's time to reach the vernal equinox. Just bring more clothes." said the mother.

"Reply to the wife, Sister Ba Hong prepared two clothes for the girl, three other cloaks, and all the single ones with hoods." Today, Ran Bi smiled with her. She thought that she would go out for a walk in a while, and her eyes were full of joy.

"Well, who else can follow?"

Xiaoxiao said, "There is also red tracing. I let Jijin stay and guard the house."

Ci Gu said on the side: "The marriage period is approaching, and the girl Zhijin should calm down and make up for her. And that little flute, let's go into the yard today, just to get the rules in Zhijin's house."

The mother nodded and said to Ranbi again: "Put in Xiaoxiao's travel cloak, I'll see, it's still thick."

Ranbi hurriedly responded.

After the meal, rinse your mouth and drink tea.

Xiaoxiao was still wearing a light peach-colored top on the vernal equinox, and changed into a brocade skirt with a blue embroidered bird. Prussian blue is the most stable blue in the world. Xiaoxiao didn't know how Yuanlongchao defined this color, and couldn't understand how Yuanlongchao dyed such authentic Prussian blue with natural dyes.

The mother looked at Xiaoxiao's clothes and was quite satisfied. After all, she had to go out today and couldn't be too casual. She looked at her daughter's style again and saw that there were small co-hearted hair tied on both sides, wearing a pair of golden-winged jade-waisted bees with trembling beards, which was quite unique and cute.

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