Madam Ruan stepped down from the carriage with green pillars, holding up her skirt and setting up the curtains and curtains, all taking care of her.
Ruan Yuyi saw her face, but before she could speak, her nose felt sour first, and she stepped forward and threw herself into her arms. Mrs. Ruan caught her steadily and patted her gently behind her, just like when she was a child.
Noticing that her clothes were thin, Mrs. Ruan turned her head to look at Mu Xiang and scolded with a smile, "Why are you waiting? You haven't brought the cloak yet."
Mu Xiang also responded with a smile, shook off the thin snow-green cloak hanging on her arms, put it on Ruan Yuyi, and tied the belt carefully. Before she could say a word, the two carriages behind also stopped leisurely, and they parted. Aunt Lin and her two younger brothers and sisters came down.
After all, it was the time when the body was swollen. Although they were only two years old, both the fourth girl Ruan Yuxian and the third son Ruan Zhuoying had grown a lot taller, and their appearance was still the same, with a handsome figure, but they were both much more mature. If we meet each other in the market, we might not recognize him.
After Mr. Ruan passed away, the Ruan family declined overnight, but Aunt Lin's family was still willing to stay and accompany Mrs. Ruan through the most difficult winters. Ruan Yuyi was grateful from the bottom of her heart.
She was seen acting coquettishly with her mother-in-law. She blushed a little and raised her head from her mother-in-law. "Xian'er has become even more beautiful, I can't recognize her anymore."
Ruan Yuxian was an out-of-the-box person and had always been very attached to her. When he heard this, his eyebrows arched and he almost smiled like a flower. While saying "that's natural", he threw himself at her regardless.
Although she had expected this little girl to come, Ruan Yuyi was still staggered.
Mu Xiang, who was standing by her side, turned pale. She steadied herself behind her and said angrily, "Sister Xian!"
Ruan Zhuoying crossed her arms and took a few steps forward, saying in a cold voice, "Sister, you are better. You should be more careful."
She was standing far away just now, but she didn't notice that her brother-in-law, whom she always liked to think of as her little tail when he was young, was actually a head taller than her, and he had sharp features, just like Aunt Lin.
She waved for him to come in, and the little young man who had been so arrogant just now blushed quietly, stepped forward obediently, and lowered his head so that she could rub her.
Although they are from the same mother, Xian'er and Ying'er love to quarrel the most. It's not that they don't deal with it. They just quarrel with each other in a normal way, but they seem to like their enemies. So much so that even the people waiting around them are not surprised.
Hearing what he said, Ruan Yuxian wanted to choke back, "I don't know, who told you to hold up the letter and refuse to show it to me. Bai Chang, who is so tall, can only bully my sister!"
Her eyes were gleaming, her red lips were opening and closing, and she was particularly lively and lively.
Mrs. Ruan was talking to Aunt Lin, and when she saw this, she pointed at Sister Xian and Yu Yi to Aunt Lin, "I remember that Yi'er was so lively when she was little, but the older she gets, the more she becomes speechless. Already."
Aunt Lin lowered her eyes and smiled softly. She had a pointed chin and a thin straight nose, which gave her a bit of a fairy air. "Sister Yi is now a governor. Compared with Xian'er, she is still just a little girl."
Even so, her eyes on the two children were still very gentle.
Aunt Lin and Mrs. Ruan were not so harmonious at first. After all, they only had one husband, so their interests conflicted, and overt and covert fights were inevitable. Later, for some reason, all the people in the Ruan family left, but Aunt Lin stayed.
Mrs. Ruan felt grateful and strange in her heart, so she put down her dignity and had a long chat with her. During this chat, she really asked some questions.
It turns out that Aunt Lin's mother's family did not want to recognize such a married daughter, but they wanted to recognize their grandson with a face. The two children are the lifeblood of Aunt Lin. How could she agree? Therefore, she refused to go back, and she could not leave the door. Don't open the second door to avoid meeting people from the Lin family.
They just lived in the same house, but they were not born with deep hatred. They talked about their own things and settled their differences.
There was a commotion here, and the coachmen had already parked the carriage at the east corner gate. A joking voice came from the door, "I'm finally back. Yi'er has met my younger brother and sister, so I'll leave my brother alone."
As he spoke, he pretended to wipe away his tears and acted it out as if it were real. If he hadn't been leaning against the door, looking carefree, the group would have believed him.
Everyone present knew that he was a fun-loving person, so they didn't take it seriously. Xian'er even covered her mouth and couldn't stop giggling.
Ruan Yuyi was startled, and her eyes quickly turned red. She had been alone outside for a long time, and her skin had become stronger, but her insides were becoming more fragile.
She finally wanted her brother back, so how could she let it go?
There was a lot of excitement around her, and she didn't want to see tears at this time and spoil the scenery, so she turned away and raised her eyes, hoping that the tears would flow back.
Ruan Zhuoxin was familiar with some of his sister's little habits. When he saw that she didn't say a word and hid away, he knew something was wrong. As if he was facing a formidable enemy, he hurriedly suppressed his smile and stepped forward. Naturally, he had to comfort those who made him cry.
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Mrs. Ruan felt distressed, frowned and scolded her brother with a smile.
Xian'er was still a little girl after all, and she was jealous when she saw him. She hit Ruan Zhuoying next to her with her elbow and whispered, "Ruan Zhuoying, look at my brother."
"That's your brother too." Ruan Zhuoying, who was named, didn't understand Qingqing at all. Originally, it was just a matter of coaxing, but he wanted to retort, "If you can also cry and make my sister look so beautiful, why don't you coax me too?"
you?"
Ruan Yuxian was so angry that he almost threw his back. He kicked him bitterly and turned around to complain to his aunt.
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It was naturally not a problem to stand at the door and chat. After Mu Xiang reminded the group, they entered the house and went to their respective courtyards to pack their belongings.
Because a few people just came from Wuzhou, there were not many servants and maids left in the family. When they arrived in Beijing, they naturally assigned one or two new personal servants to each of them.
Ruan Yuyi didn't need to organize anything, so she just stayed with Mrs. Ruan in her courtyard.
Mrs. Ruan saw that she was in a hurry to come out and her bun was a little loose, so she sent Mu Xiang to get a comb and tie her hair up again.
She didn't even ask her what kind of hairstyle Auntie wanted to wear, and let her do it with great trust. The original hairpin was taken off, and her black hair was spread down her back. While Mrs. Ruan was flirting with her hair, she happened to finish it before Aunt Lin and the others came over.
Already.
Xian'er found out about this and pestered Ruan Yuyi to help her change her hair.
Aunt Lin said from the side, "Your bun is fine. Why don't you need a new bun? Don't bother the second girl."
"It doesn't matter, aunt." She chuckled. Could she not know what this little girl was thinking? This was not asking her to re-do her hair. She was taking this opportunity to act coquettishly.
So Ruan Yu sat down leisurely.
Ruan Yuyi took out a half-worn pearl and shook it, while sighing, if she had known that she would have taken out some of the objects from Chang'an Palace and rewarded her with them, they would be hers. If they were left there, they would just gather dust. In the best case scenario,
Just never go back.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of Ruan Zhuoying on the side looking at Xian'er and fiddling with her hair. She was amused and asked, "Brother Ying wants to wear his hair too?"
I thought that as a half-year-old boy, he would naturally refuse, but he hesitated for a while, raised his eyes, and said with bright eyes, "Is it okay?" This was serious.
"How about I come later, so as not to tire my sister," Xian'er snorted, "Do you want a flat bun or a pony bun?"
What did he mean?
It was a rare occasion when Ruan Zhuoying was choked by her and couldn't speak. She turned away with her face flushed with embarrassment. So Xian'er took the opportunity to tease her again.
The whole room was filled with laughter and laughter for a while.