Qin Weishuang looked at the petite little person in Xiao Yurong's arms, her eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to Wen Jiaojiao, "Come on, let Aunt Shuang hug her too."
Wen Jiaojiao watched Mrs. Qin stretch out her hands. Her look and tone reminded her of those middle-aged and elderly aunts who looked like this when they saw four or five-year-old children, clapping their hands and coaxing the children to hug them.
Wen Jiaojiao suddenly woke up.
Wen Jiaojiao stood up straight in embarrassment and hurriedly got out of Xiao Yurong's arms.
Qin Weishuang directly pulled Wen Jiaojiao over, grabbed her arm and looked her up and down, "How old is Jiaojiao this year? She's fourteen, right?"
Xiao Yurong smiled and said: "The twelfth lunar month is almost here."
Qin Weishuang pinched Wen Jiaoyao's little face, compared her height, and said with a smile: "Fifteen is just right, mainly because this child is too small. You said that all your Xiao family brothers and sisters are that big."
How come this Jiao Jiao is so small?"
Wen Jiaojiao smiled, I know, I know, I know she is short, don't say wuwuwu anymore.
Xiao Yurong glanced at Qin Weishuang angrily, "Sister Weishuang, don't say that Jiao Jiao is small, or she will be unhappy."
Qin Weishuang touched Wen Jiaojiao's head lovingly, "You are so cute when you are so small. You see how well you have raised Jiaojiao. He is round and round. He is blessed at first sight."
With that said, Qin Weishuang took off two jade-inlaid gold bracelets from her body and put them on Wen Jiaojiao's hands, "Oh, this little darling is so beautiful that there is no place to wear them."
Qin Weishuang put the bracelet on Wen Jiaojiao's slightly free left hand, then took two delicate jade hairpins from her head and inserted them into her head.
The style of the bracelet and hosta looked like they were worn by a young girl. Aunt Shuang had prepared them a long time ago.
Qin Weishuang looked at the little beauty in front of him with curiosity: "Jiao Jiao is so beautiful, but you know how to raise a daughter."
Wen Jiaojiao looked at her jingling gold and jade, and thought that if she met a bandit in the wild, her outfit would be enough to make that bandit rich for three generations.
"Aniang!"
A clear voice came from behind Qin Weishuang. Wen Jiaojiao followed the sound and saw that a handsome young man was running towards this side, panting.
It's Qi Shuo.
Qi Shuo looked at Wen Jiaojiao in front of him, his eyes full of joy.
Qin Weishuang looked at this little son, looked at each other with Xiao Yurong with a smile, and pushed Qi Shuo forward, "This is my little devil incarnation. He is seventeen this year. He has been making trouble for me to go to Wen Mansion to visit you.
, I was still thinking about what it was about the Wen family that fascinated him and made this little bastard so persistent."
Qin Weishuang reached out and touched Wen Jiaojiao's face, "Now it seems that you do have a unique treasure in your family."
Qin Weishuang patted her son who was staring blankly at Wen Jiaojiao, "This is the Aunt Xiao that I told you about, and this is Sister Jiaojiao."
Qi Shuo grinned at Wen Jiaojiao, "Sister Jiaojiao."
Qi Shuo immediately said: "Sister Jiao Jiao, you don't have to be so outgoing, just call me Ah Shuo."
Wen Jiaojiao glanced at his mother-in-law and Qin Weishuang, and said to Qi Shuo, "Brother A Shuo."
The two ladies looked at the young couple with loving faces.
Qin Weishuang hugged Xiao Yurong and Wen Jiaojiao, "It's almost noon, and the banquet will start inside. Jiaojiao must be hungry, let's go in first."
At the banquet, Wen Jiaojiao sat at the top of the VIP table, beside him were Qi Shuo and his twin sister Qi Yao.
Her mother-in-law was sitting with Qin Weishuang. The two sworn sisters had not seen each other for many years. They had a lot to say, so naturally they wanted to get together to reminisce about the past.
The adults sat at the table, and she could only sit at the children's table.
Wen Jiaojiao was half full before he held his chin and looked at the huge banquet in boredom, looking at all the aristocratic families at the banquet.
The banquet in the Houfu was held in a small garden. It was autumn now, and there were all kinds of chrysanthemums, roses and begonias placed everywhere in the garden. It was very pleasant to have a banquet here.
Warm and bright eyes swept across the table, and then met a pair of warm eyes.
It's Shen Zhishu.
Wen Jiaojiao immediately raised the teacup in front of him as if he hadn't seen it.
She had said that that day. No matter what warnings Lao Liu gave her in her mind, she no longer wanted to play the role of Wen Ruyue who likes Shen Zhishu.
Wen Jiaojiao drank half a cup of tea and put it down. He looked elsewhere and met a slightly familiar face.
The young man in her sight had a handsome face but a hint of ruthlessness. He was staring at him with an evil look in his eyes, and the raised corners of his mouth showed a familiar malice.
It was Xiang Cheng who kidnapped her in the paddock that day and used wolves and leopards to scare her. Sitting next to him was Xiang Wenzhu, the noble daughter of the Xiang family, whom Feng Xin and the others slapped.
Both brother and sister looked at her with evil eyes, and Xiang Wenzhu snorted coldly at her.
Xiang Chengze made a wiping motion on his neck.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at his actions and thought that this guy still dared to provoke her. It seemed that Brother Xiao's attack was not harsh enough.
But looking at the crutch he put aside, it seems that his leg injury has not healed yet.
Wen Jiaojiao heard from Yuzhu that brother Xiao almost beat Xiang Cheng to death that day, and that the Xiang family was also reprimanded by an imperial edict from the palace, and suffered a lot of humiliation.
Looking at the way he looks at her now, it seems that he hasn't learned his lesson yet.
Wen Jiaojiao pursed his lips, picked up a bamboo chopstick on the table, and broke it hard against Xiang Cheng. The chopstick broke into two pieces.
See? This is what will happen to you, a broken leg.
Wen Jiaojiao smiled and let go, and the chopsticks fell on the table.
Xiang Cheng suppressed his smile, narrowed his eyes, and showed a dangerous expression.
Qi Shuo and Qi Yao sat aside and watched the exchange of glances between Wen Jiaojiao and Xiang Cheng. Qi Shuo said to Wen Jiaojiao: "Sister Jiaojiao, today's banquet has the intention of the emperor to clean up the dust of the Houfu, so some official positions in the capital will be prestigious. All the aristocratic families have been invited, if we were to hold a banquet ourselves, we would definitely not invite the person who hurt sister Jiao Jiao."
Wen Jiaojiao said to Qi Shuo: "They are coming as soon as they come. Am I still afraid of them? It is common for aristocratic families to come and go."
Qi Yao came close to Wen Jiaojiao, smiled and hugged her shoulders, "Sister Jiaojiao is right, they came to them because they were at fault first. They should be afraid of our sister Jiaojiao. I, I like Jiaojiao." Such."
Qi Yao's temperament is like Qin's, straightforward and generous.
Qi Shuo explained: "That's not what I meant. I think those bastards hurt Sister Jiao Jiao and asked them to come to the banquet. I'm afraid that Sister Jiao Jiao would be unhappy."
Wen Jiaojiao: "It's not my family's banquet they came to. It has nothing to do with you."
Qi Shuo: "Why doesn't it matter?"
After finishing speaking, Qi Shuo looked at Wen Jiaojiao's cold expression and lowered his voice, "Father and mother are old friends with the Xiao family, so naturally they have some relationship."
Qi Yao on the side laughed and said: "A Shuo is not so submissive on weekdays. When he met Jiao Jiao, he turned from a little devil into a little daughter-in-law."