Chapter 340 Take it back

  Qiu Yan was still a little cautious at first, but seeing how easy her uncles and aunts got along with her sisters, the smiles on her face grew more and more.

  She took the gift in her arms to the maid and put it away, then smiled and said: "When I came, I was going to bring Ping'er here, but the little guy was sleeping soundly, so I thought I would bring him back later."

  Liu Zhihua heard about it, and hurriedly said as someone who came here: "Oh, don't dare, the full moon is only two days away, so don't hug it out and brag about it, we won't be too late until the full moon feast."

  Bao Ya took her sister to sit down, and also smiled and said: "Sister Qiuyan is not in a hurry, if we want to see, we will follow you to the room to see."

  Wang Zhuangzhi nodded with a naive look on his rough face and said, "That's right, it's better to be more cautious when the baby is too young."

  Qiu Yan smiled softly, "That's fine, then let's go to the house after lunch."

   "The nickname is Ping'er, can the name be removed?" Liu Zhihua asked.

  Yingniang mentioned her grandson's pampering face, and said with a smile, "I'll take it. My name is Fang Zhuo."

  Liu Zhihua had just learned an idiom with Zhuo from Jiaojiao recently, and hurriedly said with a smile: "The word Zhuo is good, and the talent is outstanding."

  Yingniang smiled when she heard this, and said in surprise: "The branch flower is getting stronger and stronger. The meaning of this idiom is very good."

   Liu Zhihua showed embarrassment, and laughed in a low voice: "Nowadays I don't have to work in the fields, and I have nothing to do at home all day, so I followed Jiaojiao to learn how to read characters. After a long time, I can recognize a few."

   "This relationship is good. It's never too late to learn how to read and write..."

  The two families were chatting,

  Suddenly, Jian Jia came in at the door carrying a big food box.

  Liu Zhihua waved after seeing it, "Oh, Jian Jia is back, come quickly."

  Jian Jia was about to walk to Miss, when she heard this, she went straight to Madame's side, saluted and said, "Ma'am, I brought the things back."

   "Alright, you little girl is really amazing."

  Liu Zhihua took the food box with a smile while boasting, handed it to Yingniang who was beside her, and said, "Yingniang, quickly see if it belongs to you."

   Jian Jia retreated behind the young lady, Jiaojiao poured a cup of tea from the servant girl's heart, smiled and gave it to Jian Jia, and whispered: "Jian Jia is tired from running, drink some water and rest."

   Jian Jia's heart warmed up, she hurriedly shook her head and said to the young lady: "Your servant is not thirsty, and you are not tired at all, young lady, please remember that you cannot drink from your cup with others."

  Jiaojiao pointed to the other cup next to her, her eyes were bright and she said with a smile, "I specially ordered an extra cup, not for sharing, so drink it quickly."

   Jian Jia hesitated for a while before taking it, and secretly avoided the crowd and drank it down. After drinking, she blushed and smiled at the young lady.

  The refreshing tea moistened the slightly dry throat, Jian Jia had a smile on her face, and her heart was indescribably warm.

  Growing up so big, no one has ever treated her as sincerely as Miss Baojiao. It is not a relationship of superiority or inferiority, just like a relative.

   "Mom, what is this?"

   Qiuyan looked at the big food box in bewilderment, and then at the little maid opposite, not understanding what happened.

   "The snacks and tea I prepared for your third aunt's family were taken away by Aunt Lin, thanks to Jiaojiao's maid who chased them back."

   Yingniang explained to her daughter, then opened the food box to have a look.

   On the first floor are two plates of exquisite snacks, namely hibiscus cake and osmanthus cake, and a bottle of fruit tea with a light fragrance.

On the next floor, there is an exquisite fruit plate, fresh big purple grapes, longan, lychee and plums, another plate is full of sliced ​​watermelon and melon petals, and there are several silver fruit on the side of the plate. A stick with a bowl of ice cubes in the corner to keep the interior cool.

  There are some candies and preserved fruits in the beautifully woven shallow baskets on the last layer, and nuts, peanuts and melon seeds in the other baskets, which are very rich in variety.

  Yingniang looked at the things she prepared with the money and almost fell into someone else's mouth, and she couldn't help being a little annoyed and said, "I bought the ingredients. Aunt Lin really saves trouble, so she took it and ran away without saying anything."

  Liu Zhihua also looked at it, and said: "It looks neat, it should be that no one has used it."

   Jian Jia stood up, bowed and replied: "I stopped her on the road, but I haven't sent her to the courtyard, and I haven't moved."

  Liu Zhihua nodded when she heard that, "That's good."

  Qiuyan became more and more puzzled the more he listened, and asked with pursed lips: "Mother, what's going on, did Aunt Lin take it by mistake, or did it on purpose?"

Yingniang saw that her daughter was wearing a thick coat and a hat, and she was just out of confinement, so she really didn't want to talk about such dirty things with her, so she smiled and said, "Jiaojiao's little maid has helped change it back, so I'll take it back." Don't mention her."

  Qiu Yan choked, and it was not difficult to guess that it must be Aunt Lin's deliberate action.

  She mentally took this matter down, still with a smile on her face.

   "Jiaojiao, Baoya, come here quickly, taste the fruit from the south, the taste is very different from the north..."

Qiu Yan pretended to be something in her heart, and seeing that her mother and third uncle and third aunt were talking happily, she leaned sideways and whispered to the maid next to her, "Go and ask what happened this morning, and I'm saying hello to the kitchen, and let the cook do some northern cooking. prepare some sweets that my daughter’s family loves.”

   "Yes." The servant girl replied in a low voice, and then left towards the door.

  …

   front yard,

  A man in a blue robe came, with a golden crown and hair tied up, his facial features were upright and serious, his eyes were full of energy, and he pursed his lips and asked, "Master will arrive tomorrow, is the guest room ready?"

  The housekeeper behind hurriedly nodded and replied: "Master, it was packed two days ago. The bed, bedding, and toiletries are all new. The maid burns incense and cleans it every day. It will definitely satisfy the distinguished guests."

  Fang Xinyu nodded in satisfaction, and was about to visit his wife Hepinger in the backyard.

  Suddenly, a woman in Tibetan clothes came over and stopped her, saluted nervously and said, "Master, the old lady just had a severe headache, please go over."

  Fang Xinyu frowned slightly. This was the first time that Yueniang had a headache. She had invited countless famous doctors to prescribe medicine, but it didn't work at all.

  The woman took a peek at the uncle, gritted her teeth and continued: "The old lady was in severe pain, and she kept calling the uncle's name. She didn't want the servants to invite the uncle. The servants sneaked out."

  Fang Xinyu glanced at the road ahead, but turned to the other side helplessly, and said calmly, "Lead the way."

  The mother-in-law looked happy and hurried to lead the way.

   Seeing this, Steward Yang's eyes flickered, and he didn't say much, and followed the uncle straight to the old lady's residence.

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  An attic facing south,

  The newly built attic is grand and elegant, and an open-air viewing platform is also built on the second floor. The gate and beams are all built of Nanmu, and the plaque in front of the courtyard is written: Luoyanju.

  Aunt Lin was standing at the door watching, when she saw Mrs. Liu brought the uncle, she hurried in to report.

   In the yard,

  An old lady in brocade clothes was lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand, and two maids at her feet were beating their legs again.

  (end of this chapter)