Chapter 3792 An Embroidered Handkerchief

Fang Ximei stood in front of the stall, staring at the handkerchief, frowning in hesitation.

The person guarding the stall is a woman in her fifties. Her clothes are shabby and her eyes are full of vicissitudes of life.

"Madam, would you like to see if you need anything?" the woman greeted diligently.

Fang Ximei winked at the maid.

The maid was clever and immediately bent down to take out the veil and asked, "Did you embroider this veil?"

The woman nodded quickly: "Yes."

Fang Ximei took the handkerchief, looked at it carefully for a long time, then lowered her face and said: "You have more than a dozen embroideries here, and the others are all rough. Only the embroidery on this handkerchief is still eye-catching, but it is half old." Yes. Where did Bao Buqi steal it! If you don’t recruit me honestly, I will take you to see the official!"

After hearing this, the woman's face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly waved her hands: "Madam, please don't accuse me unjustly. This is really not stolen."

"Are you saying you did it yourself? Xiaohong, report it to the official!"

"No, don't report it to the official...it's not me." The woman was very panicked and said incoherently, "Actually, someone gave this to me in the past. I saw that the embroidery was so good that I couldn't bear to use it, so I wanted to exchange it for some money to buy something. rice……"

Fang Ximei rolled her eyes: "It's pretty much the same. The embroidery is really exquisite, but... this veil is a bit old. I don't use other people's old things, it's a pity. If it's new, I can make one Big price.”

The maid echoed: "Who embroidered this handkerchief? Why don't you ask her to make a few more pieces? We won't be short of money."

The woman wondered: "This was given to me by an old friend many years ago, but where can I find it now? If Madam likes it, why not just accept it? You can give it as much as you like. I haven't had enough to eat for several days." Yes, alas."

He said wiping his tears.

Fang Ximei pinched the handkerchief and said with a smile: "You look so pitiful. I happen to be hungry too. There is a restaurant over there, why don't we go eat together?"

The woman said in fear: "How dare I eat with my wife?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm not one of those people who hates poverty and loves wealth."

"Yes, aunt, please come quickly." The maid also pulled her, "I will help you pack your things."

He quickly put the stall away.

The woman couldn't resist, and she was really hungry, so she couldn't think of anything to say no, so she followed them to a restaurant.

Fang Ximei asked for a private room and a table of food.

The woman hadn't eaten enough for a long time. When she saw this table of wine and meat, she didn't care about anything else. She put down her hands, picked up the chopsticks, grabbed the steamed buns and started eating.

The maid smiled and said: "Auntie, please eat slowly. These are all yours, no one will snatch them from you."

The woman's mouth was full of food and she muttered, "Madam, you should eat too."

Fang Ximei smiled slightly and said, "I'm not in a hurry."

Although she looks old, even if she lives in the countryside, she never lacks food or clothing. What's more, now that she is back to the Jin family, she is living in fine clothes and fine food.

Naturally, he would not eat at the same table as this poor woman.

To put it simply, it is disgust.

She was holding a cup of tea by herself, drinking it here and there.

The woman never raised her head until she had cleared all the food on the table.

Fang Ximei said: "If it's not enough, ask someone to add more."

The woman rubbed her hands and said with some embarrassment: "Madam, you are really kind-hearted. If possible... I would like to take some back for my son to eat."

After hearing this, Fang Ximei looked at her for a moment and said, "Looking at your age, your son is not young, right?"