Children, this way, they will look cuter and more lovable.
Jing Niang benefited from this, because Xi'er wouldn't take her milk, and she had just given birth to a baby, and her milk supply was very tight, so she secretly went home to feed her own child, but Hong'er found out and complained. He married his wife, who was also a kind-hearted person. She only punished her a little and then allowed her to bring her children to the yard and raise them as four children.
Time flies, spring turns to winter, and the four little ones grow up slowly. However, one dragon gives birth to nine sons, each of whom is different. What’s more, these are not the same mother or father. The four children are completely different.
"Master Qing, Miss Huan, I invite you two to go to Furong Courtyard together." The little maid stood outside the house, carefully looking at the two little people inside who were seriously caring, she was cautious, and even spoke softly, I was afraid of startling the two delicate people inside.
"Okay, we'll go right away." Mei Qing put down his pen, turned over the table, and then went to pull his sister, Mei Huan'er, who acted exactly like him. The two of them walked out.
"What does daddy want from us? Have you asked your sister to come with you?"
"Back to Second Miss, I also sent someone to invite Miss Xi'er, but..." The little maid looked embarrassed.
Mei Huan'er covered her mouth and chuckled: "It's just that my sister is sleeping again, isn't it?"
"Yes..." The little girl chuckled, but she didn't dare to exert any force.
Furongyuan is the courtyard where the master and his wife live. The entire courtyard is built on the edge of a lotus pond, and they treat the entire lotus pond as their own backyard... Fortunately, Mei Ziqing loves his wife so much that he dug such a garden in the yard. The lotus pond is just for the convenience of my wife enjoying the lotus...
"Dad, Mom." Mei Qing and Mei Huan came into the room. When they saw the two sitting on the floor, they both saluted. Their movements and tone were exactly the same.
Mei Ziqing smiled and nodded, and even Wan'er also had a smile on her face.
Also, these two children have been raised by her since they were young, so they inevitably have feelings for each other. At this time, they are actually more affectionate than her own daughter. How could her own daughter have such a temper?
"Come quickly to mother." Wan'er stretched out her hand to wave, and the two little dolls immediately ran over happily.
"Qing'er, Huan'er, how old are you now?" Mei Ziqing asked, stroking her beard.
"To tell you, Qing'er (Huan'er) is six years old." The two of them said the same thing, and they were indeed twins.