On her 70th birthday, the old lady of Xiangfu invited the best troupe in Yujing to babble and sing in the front yard.

In the backyard, Xie Yiyi lightly pushed open the door, looked left and right, saw that there was no one, waved at Chongzhen behind him, and the two slipped in.

The master and servant were familiar with the road, trotted all the way, and soon arrived at the courtyard where Xie Yiyi lived.

Xie Yiyi's courtyard is a little shabby compared to the gorgeous Xiangfu. Whether it is the location of the yard or the furnishings in the yard, it is very inconspicuous.

"You're back?" A shrill voice rang out. I saw an old man standing under the tree, his face ...... It's a bit miserable. The thick rouge paste wall filled every frown, and people couldn't help but feel that this old lady must not dare to laugh, otherwise her face would probably crack.

Xie Yiyi was not surprised by Chongzhe, and entered the hospital and closed the door.

"Grandma Weng." Chong Zhe lifted the maid skirt on his body, walked up to the old man, and asked, "How is the front yard?" ”

"The timing is just right." Grandma Weng looked at Xie Yiyi, tiptoed, and had to spare the words like gold, "The birthday gift is wrapped, in the house." ”

"Thank you, Grandma Weng!"

Xie Yiyi happily entered the house to get the birthday gift.

The birthday gift of the old lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xie Yiyi prepared it a month ago, and she embroidered a brocade quilt of a hundred birds and a phoenix. This kind of birthday gift is not brilliant in the eyes of the old lady of Xiangfu, but it is not shabby.

Grandma Weng packaged the birthday gift, and the style was also with Wang Yiyi, which was decent.

Xie Yiyi walked out of the house with the birthday gift.

Grandma Weng under the tree pressed the corners of her mouth and instructed: "After going through the motions, come back quickly." ”

"Don't worry!" Xie Yiyi waved his hand, "After so many years, which time has it not been a passing scene?" Gone, rutted. ”

"Here we go!" Chongzhe took the birthday gift from Xie Yiyi's hand, and strode to follow.

"Ruts!" Grandma Weng pressed the corners of her mouth and shouted at his back, "Steps, steps!" ”

"Oh! Oh! Chong Zhe nodded, changed to small steps, and kept up with Xie Yiyi.

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Compared with the desertion of the backyard, the front yard is a different scene, like a quiet alley, suddenly walking to a bustling street.

Xie Yiyi exhaled a turbid breath and lowered his head and walked into the crowd.

Chongzhe held the birthday gift and followed closely behind his own young lady.

Walking through the crowd, Xie Yiyi walked to the hall and saw the old lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion who was seated.

The old lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion is old, and her sideburns are like silver, but she is in good spirits and does not show any old age. She sat on the upper seat, talking and laughing with her birthday children.

Xie Yiyi licked his lips and walked in slowly.

"Grandma, I wish you happiness like the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan." Xie Yiyi said in a low voice.

Chong Zhe held the birthday gift and stepped forward.

The smile on the corner of the old lady's mouth faded slightly, glanced at the birthday gift, and said, "Put it down, you have a heart." ”

Xie Yiyi, as before, saluted the old lady and was about to retreat.

"Grandma! Grandmother! At this moment, a person walked in, and before the person arrived, a crisp voice broke in first.

Xie Yihuan, the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion is late.

"You girl, why are you here now? Where did it go? The old man looked up and saw Xie Yihuan, and his face was immediately full of smiles, and his voice sounded strange, but his eyes were actually full of love.

Xie Yiwan walked in front of the old lady in the eyes of everyone.

Inside and outside the courtyard, they all looked at each other, and they all couldn't help but follow the eldest lady. Even the little student who was singing on the stage couldn't help but be distracted, looking at this "female Zhuge of the Holy Chrysostom"

The eldest lady of the Prime Minister is really captivating the country and the city, with a pair of apricot eyes shining with anticipation, and a cherry lips that are not red.