"I'm your cousin, I've worked hard for you, and that's how it should be." Fu Zhixing said with a smile.

Should it?

is just a cousin who became an in-law, and taking care of her is not what she should share; Yan Hagi is not really a five-year-old child, so he understands that Fu Zhixing treats her differently, not to mention that Fu Zhixing saved her twice when she was in her infancy. The grace of saving lives should be promised by oneself.

But...... Although he also ambitiously said that he wanted to be a heroine last time, the nine-year age gap is like an abyss, is he willing to wait for her to grow up? He should treat her like a brother and sister, right? Yan Hao had a little sadness on his face, and Fu Zhixing, who was walking out with her in his arms, saw it, "What are you thinking about again?" At a young age, thinking too much is not good for the body, everything has me, and there is no need to worry. "Since he has identified her, he will wait for her to grow up without distraction.

Yan Hagi buried his head in his arms, smelling the faint plum fragrance on his body, the sorrow was gone, she was still young now, don't worry, everything will wait until she grows up in the future, if he is willing to marry her at that time, she will marry him.

Fu Zhixing hugged Yan Hao into the carriage, saw her yawn, and said, "You can sleep if you want, you don't have to hold on." ”

"Cousin will be bored." Yan Hao's eyes were half-narrowed.

"No, not with you." Fu Zhixing stretched out his hand and covered her eyes.

Yan Hagi was in his arms and slept peacefully.

When Yan Hagi woke up, she was already in her bedroom, the curtain hanging low, silent all around. Yan Hagi rubbed his eyes and sat up, "Licorice." ”

Licorice, who was guarding outside the door, heard the shout and hurriedly walked in, "Miss, you're awake." ”

"What time is it?" Yan Hagi asked.

Licorice pulled the curtain and said, "It's almost time." ”

Yan Hao got up and freshened up, went to the main courtyard to find his father, and before he entered the door, he called the maidservant to stop him, "Miss, the fourth master and Mrs. are still resting, Miss go to the old lady to play." ”

You're still sleeping! Yan Hagi rolled her eyes awkwardly, turned around with a smile and walked out, going to Chunhui Hall to find her grandmother. Mrs. Yan is holding this Buddhist scripture to read, she is not a devout believer, but at this age, there is no leisure to turn through poetry and word collections, grandchildren often come over, she is not good at those market words, she can only read Buddhist scriptures to kill time, the old lady feels that life is as lonely as snow.

"Grandmother." Yan Hagi came in happily.

Old Mrs. Yan liked her when she saw her, smiled, and put the Buddhist scriptures aside, "Xiaoxiao." ”

Yan Hagi climbed onto the couch and rolled into Mrs. Yan's arms. Old Madam Yan put her arm around her and asked, "Have you fun outside?" ”

"Happy, Cousin Fu invited me to eat a lot of delicious food." Yan Hagi crossed his fingers and said the name of the dish, salivating for his small appearance, cute and cute, "Another day, I will invite my grandmother to eat." ”

"Then grandmother is waiting." Old Madam Yan said with a smile.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, Mrs. Yan concentrated on Yan Qi's marriage, creating an opportunity for her to meet with the man named Fang Sanlang, and then, Mrs. Yan asked Yan Qi's opinion, Yan Qi said shyly: "Everything is up to grandmother." ”

This is the promise, Uncle Yan bothered to ask around, and asked Yan Tongshu to find him to drink tea a few times, and he was sure that he was a good man, so this family matter was decided.

Seeing that Yan Qi already had a family, Mrs. Yan San became more and more anxious, and Zhizhi's family affairs had not yet been settled. Bigger blows followed, the British Mansion and the Ningguo Mansion were about to marry, and the British Duchess invited the official media to go to the Ningguo Mansion to propose marriage, and the Ningguo Mansion allowed and began to celebrate the six ceremonies. Mrs. Yan's hope of marrying her daughter into the British government was completely disappointed, and she was calculating in her heart, she didn't know much about the men of the right age in Beijing, who often came to the house to walk around, and the age was right, except for Zhang Weide, there was no one else.

Mrs. Yan Sanye thought too much, her body was not very comfortable, she wrapped a headscarf on her head, lay on the bed, sighed for a long time, Yan Sanye came back to see it, and said: "You are not feeling well, please ask the doctor to come in and take a look, don't drag a small illness into a major illness." ”

"I'm not sick, I'm just thinking about Zhizhi's marriage and headache." Mrs. Yan San sighed sadly. After the ceremony, I thought that someone would come to propose, but there was none, and Mrs. Yan San couldn't help but be anxious.

Yan Sanye sat down on the round pier and said: "I'm just a five-grade official, you don't want to be ambitious, just find a family background that is quite high, the family background is too good, the family background is too high, it is not a good match, Zhizhi will suffer if she marries it." ”

"I'll think again." Mrs. Yan San is unwilling, Yan Zhi is her eldest daughter, and she has not been able to give birth to a son, although she holds the son born of the concubine, but the belly is separated by the mountain, and she always hopes that her daughters can marry nobles, so that the third room can stand up.

Yan Sanye showed his attitude, so he didn't say anything more, and took a sip of the teacup. He has always been honest and has not had many opinions, and the only thing he has been in charge of for so many years is to marry Jiang.

Yan San's entanglement, Yan Hagi has no way of knowing, she lives a full and happy life every day, leading her little cousin and little cousin to recruit cats and dogs in the house, and run rampant. There is also Fu Zhixing who asked the food sent by the Zhenshan Pavilion to provide support, and he saw that his complexion was getting better and better.

In midsummer May, the weather is hot, but it's a pity that Yan Hagi's body is not suitable for using ice, although Chunhui Hall is cooler than other courtyards, but Yan Hagi is still hot and sweaty, "Grandmother, look, look, I'm so hot that I'm smoking." ”

Mrs. Yan took a handkerchief to wipe away her sweat, and looked up at the sun outside the window, "Why is it so hot this year?" "It's hotter than usual.

Mrs. Yan proposed: "Mother, it's cool on the mountain, why don't you let someone clean up Qingquanzhuang, and you can take a few girls to live for a few days?" ”

Old Madam Yan thought for a while and said, "It's okay, then let's go and stay for a few days." ”

With the consent of Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Yan immediately sent someone to Qingquanzhuang and asked the head of the village to clean up the yard.

Two days later, Mrs. Yan took her grandson, granddaughter and Yu Fangfei out of the city to Qingquanzhuang. Leaving the city from the north gate, the carriage drove non-stop all the way for about half a day, and it was almost noon before arriving at Qingquanzhuang. The head of the Zhuang family is a servant of the Yan family, surnamed Zhao, and the nine members of the Zhao family waited outside early to greet the master.

There are more than a dozen banana trees planted outside the village gate, the broad green leaves are cool in the wind, and the red flowers are like the red lotus flowers that hang down. ”

"Sister Twelve, what do you want banana leaves for?" Yan Hong asked.

"Inscribe poems, take them to inscribe poems." Yan Hao remembers that there was a calligrapher who practiced calligraphy with banana leaves, and banana leaves also had the reputation of Shujuan's paperwork.

"Twelfth sister, you don't know a few words, and you still write poems." Yan Qian covered his mouth and snickered.

Yan Hagi didn't want to deal with Yan Qian, but there was a sister who accused Yan Tongming, and when she heard this, she said unhappily: "Who said that my sister is illiterate?" My sister can memorize the "Thousand Words" backwards. ”

The corners of Yan Hao's mouth twitched slightly, Brother Jiu, please don't brag about it, in this life, her character is well-behaved and cute, not talented.

"Twelfth sister, you are so powerful, you might as well recite it for us to hear." Yan Qian smiled.

"It's not interesting for me to carry it alone, it's better for the sixth sister to carry it with me." Yan Hagi's army, although Yan Xiang lived one more life, he still didn't make much progress in reading,

Yan Qian's expression froze, and he shook the fan in his hand, "This sun is really big, it's so sunny." As he spoke, he walked briskly forward.

Yan Hagi sneered, and dared to provoke her with this little ability. Yan Tongming took her hand, "Sister, let's go into the house." ”