Chapter 269 Embroiderer (2)
It was too early for the two of them to have dinner, and it was only two quarters of the same hour. It is definitely impossible to go to bed so early, and then it should be the leisure time for the two of them.
King Jing's leisure is very boring, nothing more than reading books, which Xiao Hua has long understood.
Xiaohua's usual comfort zone on the heated kang is now occupied by King Jing, who leans on the kang, reading idle books to pass the time, enjoying this rare leisure. And Xiaohua is sitting at the side, holding a rare dress in her hand, sewing and embroidering.
A quiet and comfortable atmosphere filled the air, and Lilac Dinglan and Spring Grass all smiled when they went to and from the service. My wife is favored, and there have been no disputes in the backyard recently, so everyone is in a good mood.
King Jing's reading is very complicated, and he always gets up at will. Sometimes he reads some serious books to absorb some knowledge, and sometimes he reads some idle books such as travel notes and stories to pass the time.
The book in his hand today is the only copy he has been looking for for a long time, and it was brought back by Su Shun from the south. Knowing the temperament of this master, besides collecting some rare playthings outside, Su Shun's most important thing is to collect all kinds of lonely books, and bring them back together after a while.
King Jing has wanted to read this book for a long time, but he has not been free recently. Fusheng has half a day off today. He originally planned to have a meal here and read it for a while, but now he has no such thoughts.
The eyes are on the scroll, but they always involuntarily move to the person next to him.
He knew that she was learning how to embroider. In the past, when she had nothing to do, she would always see her sewing with a small piece of cloth. Today I saw that she was holding a dress in her hand, the color should not be her favorite, and it looked like it was worn by a woman, not a man.
King Jing had a little unhappiness in his heart that he didn't even notice.