"What do you mean I can't compete with my sister? Aren't we both daughters of the Niu Hulu family? Can't we be ranked third, sixth or ninth?" She was unhappy, and her words came out like a barrage of words, without any courtesy.
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Rong Xiang heard that it was unpleasant and glared: "Did I say that? I just mentioned that my sister is pregnant and needs to be more considerate. I have caused you so many thoughts out of nowhere. I really don't know what to say!"
"Even if this is the case, you should be more polite when you speak. No matter what, I am still your sister." Yilan said with a slight snort. These two people are obviously from the same mother and are twins, but they seem to be enemies.
, there are always two sentences out of the three sentences that are vindictive, and Lingzhu and his wife can't do anything about them.
After Rongxiang looked at her and himself respectively, he stood up and stood next to Yilan as if to demonstrate: "Sister, we were obviously born together. Besides, I am much taller than you. Even if we are really different, I am still you."
elder brother."
Yilan also stood up without showing any signs of weakness, raised her chin and said unconvincingly: "Who said taller people belong to their brothers? You are taller than your sister, so should he call you brother?"
Mrs. Fucha couldn't stand it, and saw Shui Xiu coming in with tea, and drank softly: "Okay, you two should restrain yourself, it won't be a joke if people see it."
Seeing that E Niang had spoken, the two of them did not dare to make any more noise. After snorting, they returned to their respective seats and sat down, but they looked away from each other and ignored the other.
"Master Ling, Mrs. Ling, this is the Dragon Well that was just picked in Yuqian. It is very fresh. You two have a try." Shuixiu put down two celadon twig-wrapped thin porcelain cups, and then placed a cup of grapefruit honey tea.
Put it in front of Yilan, put it in front of
In front of Rong Xiang was a cup of mare's milk and a plate of snacks. He said with a smile: "I remember that when the second young master came to the palace last time, he liked the snacks here very much. I just went over and saw some in the kitchen, so I grabbed some."
come over."
"Thank you." Rong Xiang was very happy when he saw a plate of exquisite snacks. He was still a little confused when he woke up in the morning, so he took two random bites. He was really hungry, so he was not polite, so he picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.
I was satisfied after eating most of the plate
Authentic: "After eating so many snacks, sister's place is always the best. It would be great if the ones sold outside can taste as good as here." At this point, he glanced at Yilan and said: "Every time I ask you to come to the house.
You would bring me some back when you were here, but you always refused."
"Do you think everyone is as greedy as you?" Yilan replied disdainfully and asked her to go back with a bag of snacks. She couldn't do it anyway, and if anyone saw it, she would still treat it as...
She herself is greedy.
"It's good to be greedy. At least you are tall. You are not like you. You are skinny and small, as if you haven't had enough to eat." No matter what the topic, the two of them could always find an opportunity to bicker. Lingzhu and his wife thought they were waiting for each other.
Things will get better when they grow up and understand, but right now it seems that they think too much.
After about a cup of tea, Ling Ruo finally woke up from a deep sleep. When she heard that Amma and the others were coming, she quickly asked An'er and the others to help her change clothes and wash up. Because she was meeting her family, she dressed up very simply.
Wearing a goose-yellow flag dress embroidered with folded magnolia branches, a few dark blue pearl flowers were inserted in her hair, and a golden hairpin decorated with butterfly love flowers was fastened to her swallowtail, with thin gold tassels hanging down.
"Are you ready?" Ling Ruo had already urged him several times, anxious to see Ling Zhu and others waiting outside.
"Okay, okay." An'er hurriedly smoothed the tassels at the end of her hair, and then carefully helped Ling Ruo to walk out. As soon as she saw the two old people, the tip of Ling Ruo's nose felt sore.
When they knelt down to salute him, they could no longer hold back the tears. They were like pearls with broken strings, and they cried hard to their eyes.
Whereabouts, Shui Xiu saw this and walked over, took a handkerchief and wiped Ling Ruo's tears, and persuaded: "Master is pregnant now, but he can't cry. I heard the old man in the house said that the fetus is closely related to the mother. I cried and laughed.
We are all together. If you are crying now, isn't my little brother also crying in his belly?"
"It's not as absurd as what you said. The child hasn't even changed his appearance now, so how can he cry?" After saying this, the tears stopped, and he stepped forward to help the Lingzhu couple who were still bent over, "
There are no outsiders here, so Ama'er Niang does not need to perform such a big ceremony, and my daughter deserves it."
Ling Zhu was also very excited. He straightened up and looked at Ling Ruosu carefully, and choked with tears: "As long as you are safe and sound, Amma will be happy even if she salutes every day."
Mrs. Fucha said with tears in her eyes, "Yes, for Ama'er Niang, there is nothing more important than your safety."
There are all kinds of good things in the world, but only parents are good to their children without asking for anything in return, even if they give everything they have, they are willing to do so.
I still remember that in the forty-third year of Kangxi's reign, when I had not yet entered the draft, although Ama'er Niang was in her forties, she still looked like someone in her thirties. But now, it has only been seven years, not seventeen years. They
But he seemed to have aged more than ten years all of a sudden. Wrinkles appeared on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes, and his hair was half gray. A person who was less than fifty looked like someone who was nearly sixty.
She knew that all of this was because she was worried about her, especially when she was demoted to another house in the 45th year of Kangxi's reign. According to Rong Xiang, E Niang's eyes were filled with tears.
This is her greatest unfilial duty as a woman. Although her status as a prince and concubine means that she will never be able to serve her parents as a filial piety, but at least...at least she should not let them worry about her anymore.
Thinking of this, Ling Ruo wiped away her tears and nodded vigorously, as if making a vow: "My daughter knows. My daughter will work hard to live a good life for herself and not let her mother worry."
"That's good." Lingzhu and Fucha both nodded happily, and then remembered her pregnancy. Fucha hurriedly pulled her aside and asked her in a low voice if she had any reaction or discomfort, and then warned her
He told her some things that she should pay attention to during pregnancy, telling her to be careful during this period and not to be like Jiyue in the past.
Ling Ruojun listened to everything one by one, and after Mrs. Fucha finished speaking, she turned her eyes. Yilan saw her often, so there was no need to say more, but Rongxiang, whom she hadn't seen for a few years, had grown into a young man.
She was full of energy. She walked over, stretched out her hands for comparison, and found that even though she was wearing flowerpot-soled shoes, they only reached Rongxiang's ear line. She still remembered the way Rongxiang was held in his arms before, so small, so soft and chubby.
The baby is now taller than her.
Seeing her looking at him blindly, Rong Xiang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why, it's only been two years since we last met, and sister doesn't remember me anymore?"
Ling Ruo smiled and shook his head, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "You grew up under my sister's watch. Not to mention just two years apart, even twenty years apart, my sister will recognize you at a glance, but you
I have really grown taller and stronger, and I am no longer the little kid I used to be.”
"That's natural." Rong Xiang proudly puffed out his chest and said, "I have already thought about it. In two years' time, when the imperial court selects talents for the next martial arts examination, I will compete for the top prize in martial arts."