Chapter 55: Sickness

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Wang didn't listen to Yan Qian's words, she was still staring at Yan Hao, thinking that Yan Hao was the little lucky star, and she was right; Yan Hagi smiled in Wang's expectant gaze: "I want to touch my little nephew now." โ€

Hearing this, Wang smiled contentedly: "Twelve sisters, touch it if you want to." โ€

Yan Hagi walked over and touched Wang's belly, which was not yet pregnant; Seeing that the two were so close, Yan Qian was secretly annoyed, the corners of her lips were pursed tightly, and she was not afraid of being sick when she touched her stomach.

Sick gas!

Yan Qian's eyes flashed, and she said, "Twelfth sister, you better stay away from your eldest sister-in-law, you only sneezed in the morning." โ€

The meaning of the words made Yan Hao annoyed, and retorted unceremoniously to her, "The sixth sister is not very old, why is her memory so bad?" Where do I sneeze in the morning? I've grown up and don't get sick anymore. โ€

Mrs. Yan stared at Yan Qian sharply, the upbringing of the third room seemed to be very problematic, smiled faintly, and said, "Xiaoxiao is born prematurely and weak, so she will not make people sick." What's more, between close relatives, what is the need to care about these. โ€

"Yes, yes, the twelve sisters will be healthy and healthy in the future, and they will never get sick again." Wang stretched out his hand and hugged Yan Hagi, who was covering his mouth and shrinking back, into his arms, and the little man looked pitiful, which was really distressing.

Yan Qian hung her head and was silent, Mrs. Yan and Wang's maintenance of Yan Hagi made her jealous, where is Yan Hagi good? Let these people love her like this in their past and present lives. Yan Zhi looked at Yan Qian, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

Everyone drank a cup of tea, talked for a while, and left.

Out of Wang's yard and on the fork in the road, everyone went their own way. Yan Zhi followed Yan Qian into her courtyard and asked her, "Why did you say that kind of thing in front of your sister-in-law?" โ€

"What kind of words?" Yan Qian pretended to be confused.

"Since the birth of the twelfth sister, you have not liked her, I know that you envy her for being favored by her grandmother, but don't forget that your father is a concubine, and in the final analysis, it has nothing to do with grandmother, and the twelfth sister is the grandmother's granddaughter, and it is natural for grandmother to dot on her; What's more, grandmother treats you well, sixth sister, you should be content. Yan Zhi persuaded bitterly.

Yan Qian pursed her lips and was silent, the same Yan family girl, what is she inferior to Yan Hao?

"A family of sisters, flesh and blood, has been in the boudoir for more than ten years, and when they get out of the pavilion, they can't get along even if they want to get along. The twelfth sister is five or six years younger than you, and her body is weak, you should have cherished her more, why did you still bully her? Yan Zhi couldn't understand Yan Qian's approach.

"There are so many people who cherish her, and I am not the only one who cares about her." Yan Qian pouted.

Hearing this, Yan Zhi felt that Yan Qian was jealous of Yan Hao, and frowned: "Sixth sister, if you really don't like the twelfth sister, then stay away from her and ignore her." โ€

"Alright, I got it." Yan Qian didn't want to listen to Yan Zhi's rambling anymore, so she replied copically.

Yan Zhi wanted to say something, and the maidservant girl came over to invite her, "The third lady has something to say to the third lady." Yan Zhi had to go to see her mother first.

On the other side, Mrs. Yan went to Chunhui Hall, she didn't tell Mrs. Yan what Yan Qian said sickly, but only said: "Mother, I heard that there is an aunt in the palace who wants to be released, do you want to invite a few girls to come back and teach a few girls?" โ€

Mrs. Yan only thinks that she is thinking about Yan Qi and Yan Zhi, who are about to get married, and the eldest daughter-in-law is fair and thoughtful, and it is her blessing to have such an eldest daughter-in-law. Old Madam Yan said with a smile: "You inquire, see Zeng Siyou, who used to serve Concubine Rong in Jingqi Palace, will he be released?" If she's on the release list, bring someone back. โ€

"The daughter-in-law will let people inquire in a while." Mrs. Yan agreed.

The matter of inviting an aunt in the house spread quickly, and Yan Zhi faintly felt that it was caused by the words that Yan Qian said in the morning, but it was a good thing to ask her aunt after all, and she hoped that the sixth sister would be more sensible in the future, and not have any signs with the twelfth sister.

The next day, Song Chenglin came to Yan Mansion with a generous gift to pay New Year's greetings, looking at the polite Song Chenglin, Mrs. Yan's eyes were complicated, and the second child's reply was received, although the marriage between the two families was handed over to her and Mrs. Yan, but in the letter, the second child said that this young man has a pure character and is very good in all aspects, and the implication is that he just wants this young man to be his son-in-law.

"Jiefu (Song Chenglin's words), don't be polite, sit down, and talk well." Old Madam Yan said with kind eyebrows; Mrs. Yan has concerns about this family business, the Song family matches the concubine with the concubine, will there be anything greasy in this? Generally, even the concubines of the high families would rather find a concubine with a poor family background than marry a concubine who is the right person. Although the old man is a Taifu, and his grade is above Song Shangshu, the second is only a fourth-grade official.

"Thank you, old lady." Song Chenglin sat down and said respectfully.

"How is Jiefu's chess skills?" Mrs. Yan asked.

"I know a little bit about fur." Song Chenglin replied modestly.

Although playing chess is only a trivial matter, it can be seen in the "leopard in the tube". Mrs. Yan wanted to see his character by playing chess. As the saying goes, chess is like character, and kung fu is outside of chess.

Mrs. Yan asked, "Can you read the Thirteen Chapters of the Game?" โ€

"I've read it." Song Chenglin replied.

"In the oblique main chapter, chess is in the name of deception and robbery, isn't it sophistry? What do you think? Mrs. Yan continued to ask.

Song Chenglin smiled slightly and said: "Xiaosheng thinks this is a fallacy, although Go belongs to the small path, but the essence is consistent with the art of war. Only those who are inferior in chess skills, because there is no careful consideration, can only use power to deceive in order to achieve the goal of winning or losing. People with excellent chess skills, all of whom have been carefully considered, have been improvising according to the specific situation, and have made up their minds to plan the way to win before they make a move, so how can they be cheated? โ€

"The book is shallow, so it's better to accompany the old man to play a game." Mrs. Yan stroked his beard and smiled.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey." Song Chenglin readily agreed.

An old man and a young man left Chunhui Hall and went to play in the study of Mrs. Yan in the outer courtyard. In the afternoon, Song Chenglin had lunch at Yan's house, said goodbye and left. Mrs. Yan returned to Chunhui Hall and said to Mrs. Yan: "This family business is okay. โ€

Mrs. Yan found someone to ask Mrs. Chen to express her willingness to marry. When Mrs. Yan San learned that the family affair had been completed, she couldn't help but complain in front of Yan Sanye again, "The old lady and the old lady are really too partial, the three girls' family affairs, they don't care, they are so dedicated to the four girls." โ€

Yan Sanye looked at her speechlessly, the third girl's family affairs were obviously her own decision, and now she was not satisfied with the left, nor was she satisfied with the right. Yan Zhi didn't hear it, anyway, she only dared to say a few words in the courtyard, and she wouldn't and didn't dare to say it in front of the old lady.