Zhang Xiahou finally welcomed Guan Ji into the mansion, sat down separately, and then asked: "This time when I returned to Jincheng, I didn't take a good rest in the mansion first, but I was in such a hurry, so what did Feng Langjun ask you to do?
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"I asked my niece to bring some things to Si Niang."
Guan Ji put the package on the table and explained.
"Feng Langjun asked you to give something to Siniang?"
Zhang Xiahou's eyes lit up and he looked at the package.
"Yes." Guan Ji had no idea how many times Zhang Xiahou's heart was spinning at this time, "This is a rare thing. Apart from Feng Langjun who has one on his body, I have only given one to Si.
Mother. By the way, where is Fourth Mother?"
"Oh, I got up early to practice martial arts, and I should still be in the backyard now."
Zhang Xiahou suddenly became happy when he heard what Guan Ji had just said. He happily ordered his servants, "Go, call Si Niang over, and say that Feng Langjun of Hanzhong asked Mrs. Guan to give her a gift."
Something is coming."
After saying that, he looked at Guan Ji and said with a smile: "Sanniang doesn't know something. This Fourth Niang, since Feng Langjun left, has been talking about him every day, saying that there is no one to play with her. Some time ago
On that day, she also asked her second brother to go to Fengzhuang to see it."
Guan Ji was startled again, feeling more and more that her aunt today was a little weird.
However, she never thought that Zhang Xiahou would remind her intentionally or unintentionally that the relationship between Feng Tuchel and Zhang Siniang was unusual because of the fact that Feng Tuchel and Zhang Siniang were almost engaged.
"Every time Si Niang went to Fengzhuang in the past, she was very happy." Guan Ji smiled, "That Fengzhuang is different from other places."
"Mom, Amu, is Sister Guan here?"
Zhang Xingren hadn't arrived yet, but the chirping voice came in first. I saw a man in samurai uniform running in excitedly, his face flushed, and at this time when there was already a chill, there was actually a head on his head.
He was sweating slightly, he must have just been practicing martial arts in the backyard, and when he heard the report from his servants, he ran over directly.
"You kid, how many times have I told you that you should walk more carefully on weekdays." Zhang Xiahou's face was deliberately straight.
Zhang Xing was an eccentric person, and he had long known that his mother was doing this on purpose. He immediately smiled, made a face, and threw himself into Zhang Xiahou's arms and twisted a few times.
"Oh, you kid!" Mrs. Zhang Xiahou patted Zhang Xing, dumbfounded, "You're all covered in sweat. You don't salute the guests when they come?"
"What kind of guest is my sister?" Zhang Xing raised his head, looked at Guan Ji, and blinked, "Isn't my sister just a member of the family?"
Guan Ji couldn't help but smile when she saw Zhang Xing's appearance, "Si Niang is so smart at such a young age, she is really lovable."
When Zhang Xing heard this, he smiled so much that his eyebrows disappeared. He turned around and threw himself into Guan Ji's arms. He raised his head and said, "My sister is much prettier than my little sister."
Guan Ji touched Zhang Xing's little head and said, "My little sister will naturally be prettier than my elder sister when she grows up."
"No. I just want to be as beautiful as my sister."
Tong Yan Wuji's words made Guan Ji and Zhang Xiahou both laugh.
"Didn't my sister say that Mr. Feng has something to give me?"
Zhang Xing's big eyes glanced at the package on the table and said.
"Of course it's for you." Guan Ji smiled and opened the package herself, "Have a look. Does it fit?"
What he took out not only surprised Zhang Xing, but also Zhang Xiahou.
"This...is this clothing? Then Feng Langjun actually asked Sanniang to send you the clothing?"
Zhang Xiahou couldn't believe his eyes.
"This is not an ordinary piece of clothing. There are only two pieces in the world now. One is owned by Feng Langjun, and the other is here." Guan Ji smiled and handed the clothes to Zhang Xing, "Go,
Take it to grandma to see the difference?"
Zhang Xingben felt a little disappointed when he saw that what Feng Langjun sent over was actually clothes, not food, and not new toys.
But when I heard that there were only two of them in the world, I immediately became happy. I picked up the clothes, looked at them again and again, touched them again, and then reluctantly handed them to my mother, and then looked at my mother eagerly, thinking
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