Rebirth: Fu Jia Returns

Chapter 142 Qiao Guo
At that time, she looked at Fu Jia with a smile, and said: "Jia Jia just needs to give birth to a big fat grandson for our Qin family, that's the best. Don't worry about other things. You will be exhausted later."

Fu Jia blushed when Mrs. Yongningbo said a word, and immediately didn't know what to say.

Qin Sang and Luzhi knew that she likes to be lively, so they quietly prepared fried Qiaoguo, moon worship and skillful needle throwing for her in the yard, and they also brought a few maids from the house to play together.

Later, Qin Jingxuan scolded her because of this matter.

"Mother has already vetoed things, why do you still do it, disobeying the elders?"

Fu Jia opened her mouth to defend aggrievedly.

Later, this incident ended with her crying and complaining that Qin Jingxuan didn't love her.

When Fu Jia thought of the situation at that time, she felt a panic in her heart.

At this time, Mrs. Anping Hou saw her coming in, and called out loudly: "Sister Jia, come here quickly, and take a look at the clever fruit I made!"

Fu Jia came back to her senses, walked over with a smile on her face.

Now that's good!
Fu Jia rolled up her sleeves and began to devote herself to making Qiaoguo.

Today, she wants to make a fish-shaped Qiaoguo with eggs in it, and fry it in a frying pan, the fish will bulge and come alive.

Fu Rong watched Fu Jia's hand make a clever fruit with a few simple strokes, and was a little jealous for a while.

His subordinates followed suit.

What she made was a rose-shaped Qiaoguo, which was shaped like a rose with a mold, and then brushed with honey.

Fu Jia looked at it and couldn't help but praised: "The second girl's hands are really skillful!"

Fu Jia was naturally sincere, but the corners of Fu Rong's mouth curled up. She looked at Fu Jia and said, "You're not bad either."

When Fu Rong's Qiaoguo was put into the pot and fried until golden, everyone praised it.

Fu Rong glanced at Fu Jia proudly.

Fu Jia has always been known as the God of Cooking in the mansion.

Many maids and women are willing to surround Fu Jia, isn't it because she always makes some snacks to win people's hearts.

Fu Rong doesn't bother to do these things, and now Qiaoguo is doing better than Fu Jia, Fu Rong is very proud of herself.

Her hard work these days was not in vain.

Besides, there is also the flower and fruit competition tonight.

Fu Rong raised her smiling face, enjoying everyone's admiration.

Fu Jia didn't take it seriously either, the mansion originally organized it for fun, why bother to be so serious?
If Fu Rong felt that she would be happy with such a small limelight, then let her do it.

Qingsuo pouted at the side, this second girl is playing such clever tricks.

The game is going on lively.

There are also a few girls who are clever and handy, and the fruit they make is lifelike.

One of them made Qiaoguo into a seven-storey pagoda, with red dates on the top of the pagoda, and named it Qiqiao Linglong Pagoda, not to mention it really looks like that.

By noon, the competition was over, and the top ten were judged, one of them was rewarded with money, and several of them were beaming.

The others immediately became envious.

After everyone dispersed, Fu Jia had lunch with Mrs. Anpinghou and returned to her yard.

Qingsuo had already scratched his head and scratched his head, waiting for Fu Jia to start injecting needles.

Three bowls of clear water were placed under the corridor. After being exposed to the sun at noon, a film formed on the surface of the water. Fu Jia threw the needle into the water, and then saw the needle gradually float up, forming a phoenix-like shadow at the bottom of the bowl.

Qingsuo and Qingye watched from the side, gradually becoming surprised.

"Girl, girl, it's done!"

Qingsuo said excitedly.

Fu Jia looked at this shadow and was surprised for a moment.

It's not like she hasn't thrown a needle before. Every year, the Qiqiao Festival is so lively, but at this time of the year, such a pattern has never been formed.

Qingsuo looked at the pattern carefully, then looked at Fu Jia with wide eyes: "Girl, it's Phoenix!"

Aoba also looked at Fu Jia in surprise.

Fu Jia quickly waved her hands and said to the two people, "Don't talk about this matter again."

The two hurriedly shut their mouths and nodded heavily.

The appearance of such a pattern is a good omen, but Fu Jia is always not at ease in her heart.

Fu Jia said to the two people again: "Okay, don't just look at mine, you two have a try too."

Aoba was relatively calm, grabbed a handful of needles and threw them into the water.

The needle tip floated up in an instant, and gradually formed a shadow, but I didn't see what it looked like.

For this result, Aoba is also very calm.

From the day she followed Jiang Li, she knew that if she wanted to succeed in anything, she had to put in corresponding efforts, and these were just games.

Qingsuo was more nervous. Last night, the spiders weaved their webs, which made her lose confidence.

So now, just wait for the result of the needle.

She grabbed the silver needle next to her, took a deep breath, and then slowly sprinkled the needle into the water.

The silver needle gradually sank.

After waiting for a while, it didn't come up.

Qingsuo was about to cry.

"Girl, what does this mean?"

Qingsuo looked at Fu Jia pitifully.

Is she really that bad?
Fu Jia also found it very strange, and smiled and said: "It's okay, maybe you eat too much on weekdays, how about this, in the future, you can embroider in the house when you have time, I remember, um, I just came here Who said they were going to send me a sachet back then? It hasn’t come up until now.”

Qingsuo pursed her mouth, and said: "Girl, don't tease the servant girl anymore. The servant girl has never embroidered flowers or made sachets before, but the spiders in the past can weave dense webs, and the silver needles can't do it." will cast a shadow."

Qingsuo's voice choked up, and she was about to cry if she continued.

Fu Jia had no choice but reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

Then I heard Aoba next to me suddenly shout: "It's floating up, it's floating up!"

Then, in Qingsuo's bowl filled with clear water, silver needles gradually floated up from the bottom of the bowl, as if a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

The silver needles did not gather together, but stood upright in the water.

"Hey, what's going on here? Girl." Qingsuo always felt that he was always different from others this year.

Of course, Fu Jia didn't know, but she patted Qingsuo on the shoulder and comforted her: "This means that tomorrow will be a great responsibility for everyone, Qingsuo, you are different, you must be chosen by heaven, so Just wait."

Qingsuo was stupefied by Fu Jia, blinked and said, "What do you mean, I have an important task?"

Fu Jia nodded seriously, "It should be like this!"

Qingsuo was thoughtful.

Fu Jia didn't know what she said, whether Qingsuo recognized it or not, anyway, Qingsuo finally stopped looking at Fu Jia pitifully.

After the lunch break, Mrs. Anping Hou sent someone to invite Fu Jia. According to this time, it was time to go to the palace.

The flower and fruit competition was scheduled for the evening, and the empress would bring all the wives and noble ladies to pay respects to the moon, and then the bustling flower and fruit competition kicked off.

Fu Jia picked out a well-proportioned dress, a lotus-colored blouse, a moon-white pleated skirt, with a blue waistband embellished around her waist, and a sachet that she always carried with her was hanging down.

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)