Wang Jing walked over quickly.

Sure enough, I saw a girl of her age, wearing a goose-yellow embroidered silk thin skirt with a willow pattern, a white threaded skirt underneath, and a double snail bun.

The little girl has bright eyes and bright teeth, beautiful and lovely, and her eyebrows and eyes are two or three points similar to Qiao Chaoyang. Next to her, stood Wu Mingzhu, a girl from Wu Ju's family.

Wang Jing immediately affirmed the identity of this girl, she is Qiao Chaoyang's sister-in-law Qiao Xinyan.

Sister is sister, it doesn't matter, Qiao Chaoyang has been good to her all these years.

"Is it Sister Xinyan?" Wang Jing shouted with a smile.

"I often hear my brother mention that my fourth uncle's family has a younger sister who was born on the same year, month and day as me, but unfortunately we only met today." Qiao Xinyan said to her with a smile.

"Since you were born on the same day, the same month, and the same year, how do you know that you are your sister?" Someone quipped.

"Naturally, I was born earlier than her." Qiao Xinyan smiled, "Besides, I see that she is delicate and cute, and she unconsciously has a protective mentality, shouldn't she be a sister?" ”

Everyone laughed for a while, and Wang Jing pointed to the side of the dumplings, "I drew a six, who else won?" ”

But Huang Shuyuan knew that when she asked Wang Jing to draw lots, she would put all the ones from one to seven on the other side.

"It's really fake, don't coax us, take it out?" She said.

Everyone also coaxed, and Wang Jing showed them the sign.

Originally, the girls discussed it, and they didn't want her to win this lottery just to let her perform a tea split, but many people didn't pay attention to the hand that was shown last time, but now they want to see it but can't see it.

The time for laughter passed very quickly, and it was noon all of a sudden.

At the luncheon, the Huang family specially booked two tables in Ruyiju and sent them to the water pavilion in their own garden, Qiao Xinyan was familiar with Wang Jing at first sight, and the table wanted to be with her, completely putting her serious cousin Wu Mingzhu aside.

Wang Jing felt that Qiao Xinyan seemed to be a little unreasonable to be affectionate to her, but Qiao Liu's family had a holiday with her family, so she didn't believe that Qiao Xinyan had no worries.

After eating the dumplings made by the girls, the luncheon was over.

Tangram dumplings are seven girls who wrap a needle, a copper coin, and a red date in three dumplings together to see which girl can eat them. It is said that the seven girls are packed, but in fact, the kitchen has already been wrapped, and they just need to wrap a few at random in response to the scene. However, it is said that it is the most blessed to eat copper coins, the most skillful hands to eat needles, and the first to marry when you eat dates.

Zhao Yanran ate the copper coin, Qiao Xinyan ate the needle, and they could still calm down, and told everyone that it was "a coincidence." Only Huang Shuyuan, who had eaten red dates, was shy and excited, and her face was as red as if she had been smeared with extremely bright rouge.

Wang Jing estimated that this girl should be Sichun.

At the end of the afternoon, the next person brought all kinds of seasonal fruits, which was to compete skillfully.

The first comparison is the string of needle leads. String seven needles in one breath, and the first to finish the victory is victorious. In order to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm, it is specially stipulated that the person who finishes the string first can put forward any performance skills requirements to the audience.

Wang Jing is not keen on the games of these little girls, but she inadvertently wins again.

In fact, she didn't think about it so much, she just thought that the needle was pinched in her hand and sweated, so it was better to find a place to put it, so she took a pear, inserted the needle into it, and skewered the needle directly on the pear.

Qiao Xinyan's eyes were sharp, and she found it at once and shouted.

"My sister is done." She said.

Everyone only strung three or four, and they couldn't help but look at her raised hand in amazement.

On top of a fragrant pear, there are seven strung needles.

"This string of methods is really 'clever'." The girls laughed, "Deservedly first." ”

Wang Jing said: "I know Yanran the best, so I asked her to play the piano for everyone." ”

The girls who thought she would be embarrassed couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the scene of them forcing her to share tea last time was still vivid.

Zhao Yanran didn't shirk it, and agreed with a smile.

She played "Guan Shanyue". This song is a masterpiece of short and concise practice, often used as an introductory etude by piano practitioners, generally people who can play the piano will play, but the piano is the voice of the heart, and the girls of their age are still at the age of "worrying about the new words", and it is not easy to integrate the emotion of parting.

But Zhao Yanran is different, after the funeral of leaving her mother, although she also misses her relatives who are forever separated, but there is still a younger brother who needs support, it can be said that there is no time to be sad, so she played this song, although the momentum is not majestic enough, but it is full of love.

At the end of the song, the girls were still immersed in the sadness and desolation of parting, and it was not until the sound of cheers came from the bamboo forest near the water pavilion that the girls came back to their senses.

Wang Jing seemed to be familiar with the cheers when she heard them, but she couldn't remember who it was.

The girls also looked at each other, and they didn't know who was on the other side of the bamboo forest.

But it was a young man's voice.

Fortunately, in this moment, two people suddenly came out of the bamboo forest and said to the girls: "I didn't know that the girls were here, but I was disturbed by the applause for a while, please don't mind." ”

The speaker was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a dark-colored robe with narrow sleeves, and he was in a harmonious manner.

Wang Jing was sure that it wasn't him who cheered, because the voice was wrong, but he came over to apologize, did they have another purpose?

The slightly older young man standing next to him glanced at Zhao Yanran generously.

The man had long eyebrows with sideburns, slightly raised peach blossom eyes, a tall nose, thin red lips, fair skin, a lofty spirit, and an outstanding demeanor.

This person...... It was she who ran to the street with Liu Yongan a long time ago, and suddenly got separated from Liu Yongan, met a trafficker, and later saved her!

Time is so fast, it seems like it's been almost ten years in the blink of an eye!

The years seem to favor him very much, so that he has almost no change from when she was rescued by him, and his demeanor is the same as before.

In a trance, I seemed to hear what kind of son he was, although he was older, according to Cheng Dù, who Zhao Yanran hated to marry, it was not bad to marry this person.

Wang Jing thought of this, and couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth.

Then I saw the man raise an eyebrow at her.

Did he recognize her?

After so many years, it shouldn't be possible, right? But after all, he is a life-saving benefactor, Wang Jing feels that he owes him at least a "thank you", but it is not good to mention it in public, if he doesn't mean this, won't he be laughed at by others?

"It's my brother and the prince of Jinghai!" Huang Shuyuan said: "The prince of the world is the most knowledgeable and talented, and if he can get guidance, it is also the creation of us. ”

"I can't call it a guide, but I can still hear whether it's good or bad, so make a judgment." Shen Rong said and stood beside Zhao Yanran and Wang Jing, and said with a smile: "Little girl, let's meet again." ”

He, he actually recognized me? Wang Jing was very surprised.