After a few days, there was nothing in the house, and Zheng Xian'er still went to the ancestral hall every day to stay.

As for what she was doing in the ancestral hall, only she and the tablets that couldn't speak knew about it.

No matter what others think, at least Mrs. Lou was more or less relieved to see that she was still willing to settle down.

Therefore, when Zheng Xian'er was summoned to Ning Xuantang that day, she unexpectedly saw this stern mother-in-law smile at her, which made her flattered and almost knelt down again.

Of course, Zheng Xian'er soon knew why she was called here.

Next to the old man sat a strange old man, with a very thoughtful child in his arms. When Zheng Xian'er looked over, the old and the young were staring at her at the same time, looking at her curiously.

Mrs. Lou coughed and said with a smile: "This is your third uncle on West Street, say hello." ”

Zheng Xian'er said "Wanfu" according to her words, but the "third uncle" was a little panicked, and hurriedly got up and returned the half salute.

Mrs. Lou pulled Zheng Xian'er to sit down beside her, and said with a smile: "I also mentioned this matter to you before. Among the younger generations of our family, only Liang'er's eight characters are not in conflict with you and Hong'er. I have already told someone to calculate, Liang'er entered our house, and it must be suitable for both sides, and he can shine on the lintel. ”

Zheng Xian'er looked at the child, and the more she looked at it, the more annoyed she felt.

It's not that I'm annoyed with that kid, but I'm annoyed that Mrs. Lou is too thoughtful - even the eight characters have been counted, how can she find an excuse to refuse!

Do you really want to recognize this "son"?

Zheng Xian'er was still in trouble, and the child had run to her under the instruction of her grandfather, and knelt down with a "bang": "My son meets his mother!" ”

Zheng Xian'er was startled, and hurriedly stood up and pulled him up: "Don't be busy calling your mother first." This matter has to be discussed......"

The third uncle of West Street straightened his waist, and the smile on his face was a little stiff: "What, the third young grandmother thinks that Liang'er can't succeed?" ”

Zheng Xian'er hurriedly smiled: "The child that the master likes is naturally good. It's just that since we want to be a family, we have to talk a few words first to see if it fits! ”

Mrs. Lou smiled: "Liang'er is a good boy, there is no reason that does not fit his eyes. My lord and you, as well as your brother and sister-in-law, all think it's good—by the way, why didn't Min'er and Que'er come? ”

Hu Shi said with a cold face: "There are a lot of things in the academy these days, and the eldest young master can't take care of it, so he asked the five brothers to go over to help." ”

When Zheng Xian'er heard that Lou Que was not in the mansion, she suddenly felt a little flustered, as if she had lost her backbone.

Fortunately, she quickly suppressed this emotion, still pretending to be calm and calm, and said euphemistically: "Since the child is going to enter the mansion, several of his uncles should also see him." If everyone likes it, the house can be harmonious and prosperous, right? ”

Two of the three young masters are not here today, and when Zheng Xian'er said this, she was obviously using excuses to shirk it.

Old Man Lou was about to frown, but Zhu Jinlan suddenly smiled and said, "How old is this child?" ”

Liang Er stood up and saluted, and said dignifiedly: "Back to the words of the second aunt: Liang Er is nine years old!" ”

"Nine years old, that seems a little older, right?" Second Young Master Lou Min snorted coldly, slipped his critical gaze towards Liang Er, and pursed his lips.

Zheng Xian'er was secretly happy when she heard this, and hoped that his husband and wife would mess around a little more, and it would be best to pick out a few more points.

Today, she will never recognize this son, and it would be better for someone else to mess up this matter!

Who knew that at this time, Hu Shi suddenly sneered, and retorted in a strange way: "Why is it so big?" In my opinion, this is just the right age! ”