Is it still cold?

Nanguang grievances: "It's not cold......"

Nan Baoyi smiled sweetly.

Seeing that Lord Quan Chen and her father got along so well, she was very relieved!

She said softly: "Daddy, you eat vegetables!" ”

Nanguang sniffed and looked at the table full of dishes in confusion.

It's not that the food is bad, it's just that he just ate it in the front yard and can't eat it now......

Xiao Yi gently pushed the soybean stewed pig's trotters in front of him, "Knowing that the third uncle likes this dish, Jiaojiao specially ordered the small kitchen to stew for two hours, crispy and fragrant, the third uncle must finish eating." ”

As he spoke, he very intimately sandwiched a few pig's trotters for him.

Nanguang touched his full stomach, and wanted to shout "help".

But he didn't dare.

He gnawed on the pig's trotters as hard as he could, and cried as he nibbled.

Nan Baoyi was curious: "Daddy, what's wrong with you?" Could it be that the dishes are not appetizing? I see you gnawing on pig's trotters very happily, you have gnawed five or six! ”

"I'm so moved...... Nanguang burst into tears, "Your second brother is really a good boy who is filial to his elders!" ”

After dinner, it was already the middle of the moon.

Nanguang couldn't walk, and was carried back to the front yard by the little girl.

Nan Baoyi drank two osmanthus brews, drunkenly leaned on Xiao Yi's shoulder, and watched the full moon outside the pavilion.

She smiled contentedly: "Second brother, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, I am so happy." ”

Xiao Yi lowered his head and saw that her lips were still stained with crystal wine, so he reached out to wipe it off for her.

The little girl uses hibiscus lip grease every day to protect her lips, and the lip flap is particularly soft.

At a young age, he loved beauty very much, and he was delicate and delicate from head to toe, which is really a rich flower in the world.

Xiao Yi even felt that his calloused fingertips might break her lips.

He slowly withdrew his hand, looked at the liquor on his fingertips, tilted his head and licked it.

The night breeze is fragrant, and the moonlight is sultry.

He suddenly felt that the pot of Hantan osmanthus brew that he had just drunk was not as mellow and sweet as the wine on Nan Jiaojiao's lips.

……

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the white dew is frost, and the climate is colder.

Early in the morning, the big study.

Nan Baoyi said solemnly: "Second brother, although the weather is cold, I am still willing to insist on reading in the morning." I decided to sleep in the big study from now on and work hard day and night. Come to think of it, the second brother wants to praise me. ”

Xiao Yi stared at her expressionlessly.

The little girl set up a warm couch in the study, on which there was a small Buddha table, and there were even a few plates of flower cakes and kumquat on the table.

It's been half an hour, and I haven't seen her turn two pages of the book, but there is half a plate of orange peels.

Where you come to study, you are clearly here to enjoy happiness.

He criticized: "What is it like to read a book wrapped in a quilt? ”

"It was the quilt that took the initiative to wrap around me...... Nan Baoyi smiled and hugged the embroidered quilt tightly, "Second brother, you said that it would be nice if people hibernate like bears, dig a hole and sleep warmly all winter, it's wonderful to think about!" ”

As he spoke, Lotus Ye came in with a small hand stove painted with enamel and gold.

She smiled: "Somehow this year, it's only been the Mid-Autumn Festival not long ago, but the temperature has dropped sharply. The young lady studied hard, and the old lady instructed the slave to send you a hand stove and pay attention to your warmth. ”

She stuffed the hand stove to Nan Baoyi, "I heard that Nan Yan was sick yesterday, so Miss should be more careful." ”

"Nan Rouge is sick?" Nan Baoyi was curious.

"Yes! According to Hong'er, she coughed very badly and hadn't gotten out of bed since yesterday morning. Lotus Ye advised, "Miss, don't go to see her for the next two days, in case she is infected with a cold, it will be troublesome!" ”

Nan Baoyi nodded obediently.

She held the small hand stove and saw the freshly peeled golden silk tangerine in the plate, so she picked it up and handed it to the lotus leaf, "You personally go to Songhe Courtyard and give this tangerine to your grandmother, and say that I peeled it with my own hands." My grandmother cared for me and gave me a hand stove, and I should be filial to her. ”

The lotus leaf smiled well.

Matsuzuru-in.

The old lady got the oranges peeled by Nan Baoyi, and smiled from ear to ear.

She exclaimed: "My Jiaojiao is filial, and she doesn't forget to send me some oranges, and she peels them clean with her own hands, how many granddaughters in the world have such filial piety?" ”

Mama Ji smiled and said yes.

When it was lively, the maid came in to report that Mrs. Xia asked to see her.

"Why is she here?" The old lady was displeased.

For the sake of knowing each other for many years, she still asked the maid to invite her in.

Because of Wang Ling, the Xia family lost half of their family resources.

Mrs. Xia's complexion was haggard, and even the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were a little sharper.

She sat down, smiling: "I came here this time, I want you to know something." ”

The old lady was savoring the oranges, and raised her eyes when she heard the words, "What's the matter?" ”

"Please prepare a dowry and a sedan chair immediately, and let Xiao Yi marry my family Qingqing!"

The old lady Wan'er: "Isn't Mrs. Xia confused?" Our family is a dignified second-class marquis, why do you want to marry your daughter? We are a white family in Nanfu, and it is impossible for us to marry a girl with bad conduct. ”

"Misconduct? Hahaha! Mrs. Xia laughed sharply, "I'm afraid it's your Nan family who is misbehaving, right?!" Xiao Yi is an elder brother, but he has thoughts about his younger sister, if he knows it to outsiders, what do you guess others will say?! ”

The house is full of surprise!

The orange petal in the old lady's hand fell to the ground, and her fingertips trembled violently.

She frowned and muttered, "This can't be! ”

Mrs. Xia sneered: "It's impossible, don't you know if you call Xiao Yi over?" ”

The old lady stabilized her mind, and secretly said that the two children grew up under her knees, and their conduct was pure, and it was impossible for them to have any thoughts about each other.

She gave Mama Ji a look.

Mama Ji understood and immediately went to invite Xiao Yi.

When Xiao Yi came over, Mrs. Xia looked at him carefully and was very satisfied.

Although he has thoughts about his younger sister, men are all seeing one and loving one.

When he marries Qingqing, the young couple is newly married Yan'er, what is that little thought?

can sit in the high position of Hou Ye by himself, Xiao Yi has a promising future.

With her Qingqing, it couldn't be more suitable.

She smiled and took a sip of her tea.

The old lady raised her eyebrows and eyes: "Xiao Yi, you are a good boy." But grandmother wants to ask you today, what kind of thoughts do you have for Jiaojiao? ”

Xiao Yi sat down in his robe: "Jiaojiao and I are brother and sister, and I naturally take care of her." ”

"Is it just pampering?" Mrs. Xia teased, "I'm afraid, there is still the love between men and women, right?" ”

Xiao Yi stared at her coldly.

Mrs. Xia pinched his handle, so she was not afraid at all, and said with a smile: "Do you dare to roll up your sleeves and ask us to see, what are you wearing on your wrist?" ”

Xiao Yi was careless: "In what capacity did Mrs. Xia question Ben Hou?" ”

"Naturally, it's the identity of an elder!"

Mrs. Xia couldn't see her son-in-law holding a marquis in front of her, "Xiao Yi, you have a dirty heart towards your young sister, and heaven is intolerable!" If it spreads, everyone in Jinguancheng will laugh at the fact that there is no tutor in Nanfu! It's okay if you want me to keep it a secret, as long as you marry my family Qingqing, I promise not to let others know your dirty thoughts! ”

Xiao Yi stroked the tea lid and seemed to smile: "If Mrs. Xia's so-called evidence does not exist, what should it be?" ”