The reunion at the door didn't last long before it was interrupted by Tong Changqing, who felt that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Let's talk when we come inside."

He couldn't stand the deep puddle of water marks on his chest.

Seeing the eldest daughter who he hadn't seen for a long time, although Tong Changqing wanted to put on a loving father's appearance in his heart, but because he was deeply hit by his wife's motherly affection just now, he felt that he couldn't be kind to Xiao Ji at this time, so he was still unkind.

And they all went into the house.

In the inner room, the maids changed their bed tents and retreated.

Luwu came in from outside with a cup of tea, and Qingju followed behind her, carrying two small plates of brightly colored dim sum that she couldn't tell what it was called.

Children are always the first to be attracted by delicious and beautiful things.

Tong Jianing, who was still a little recognized, couldn't help but step forward curiously after seeing the fresh and beautiful dim sum that she had never seen before on the good-looking plate, pointed to the yellow dim sum with her finger and turned her head and asked her, "Sister, what kind of dim sum is this?" I've never seen one. ”

Not only had she not seen it, but several other people had never seen it either.

"This is called bean curd cake, which is made of soybean flour and corn flour and kneaded into the shape of flowers. The taste is slightly sweet, you can taste it. Tong Jiayan said with a smile.

Tong Jianian glanced at his parents, and when he saw that they didn't object, he reached out and picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, took a small bite, and then his eyes lit up.

"Sister, melt, melt, it melted in my mouth!" The voice was surprised to pull Tong Jiayan's hand.

Tong Changqing changed his clothes and came out, and he heard his youngest daughter say such an innocent fairy tale.

He couldn't help but look over, and saw the eldest daughter holding the handkerchief in her hand, bending over, and going to wipe the younger girl's mouth.

The wife sat on the side drinking tea and looked at them contentedly.

The eldest son secretly reached out to take the snack, and when he saw it, his hand shook, and his face instantly became entangled, revealing a constipated expression, and then stretched out his hand and handed him the piece of snack he had just stolen.

Tong Changqing: "......"

He walked over without changing his face and sat next to Xiao Ji.

"Has the master changed his clothes?" Xiao Ji glanced at him with a smile, and pushed the dim sum on the table to his side, "Master try it, it's a dim sum made by Jia Yan himself, and I specially honor you to eat." ”

Tong Changqing saw that the eldest daughter looked up at him.

The eldest daughter has done everything, so let's give some face.

Tong Changqing thought in his heart, reached out and took a piece, and after putting it in his mouth expressionlessly, his perennial stone-like expression finally loosened a little.

It's delicious.

He thought as he swallowed.

A cup of tea was brought to him in front of him at the right time.

Tong Changqing glanced at Xiao Ji, took the tea, and took a sip.

The expression that had just loosened a little continued to loosen a little.

It's delicious.

Xiao Ji knew that this was already a very pleasant expression.

"Jiayan......" she smiled and winked at Tong Jiayan, "Your father likes your dim sum very much." ”

Tong Changqing: "......"

Tong Jiayan also smiled and winked back to Xiao Ji's: "Yes, my daughter knows." ”

My father has always been like this, there is much more inner drama than superficial drama, she used to think he was indifferent, but now she only finds it interesting.

Just when the few of them were chatting and talking, a maid came in and reported, "Aunt Luo has brought Miss Eight to greet the old lady." ”

The harmony and warmth in the room was broken, and Xiao Ji went to see Tong Changqing at a loss for the first time.

Tong Changqing nodded, put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Let people come in." ”

After a while, Aunt Luo walked in with Tong Jiaxin.

Today's Aunt Luo wore a moon-white plain and elegant long skirt, and her head was full of green silk and only a round bun, and only a white hosta was inserted on it, which was elegant and beautiful, which was different from the past gaudy.

She walked all the way, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, revealing a fair and good-looking back of her neck, and her lotus steps moved lightly, and she had a weak and graceful style. When he walked in front of Tong Changqing and the others, the affectionate eyes just threw at him slightly, and he quickly lowered his head to avoid it, knelt down and kowtowed.

The soft and weak voice can easily arouse a protective desire in people's hearts.

Tong Jiayan found that her father was obviously stunned for a moment when he saw the affectionate eyes cast by Aunt Luo.

She smiled softly inwardly.

"Get up, I remember that you have always been weak, and the ground is too cold, so don't kneel."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the room changed.

Xiao Ji nervously squeezed the handkerchief in his hand.

Mama Zhou frowned.

Tong Yihang was fine, but after seeing Xiao Ji's expression change, he frowned slightly.

Tong Jianian didn't know anything, but she could feel the change in the mood of others and grabbed Tong Jiayan's hand beside her with some fear.

Tong Jiayan smiled slightly and squeezed her hand soothingly.

Aunt Luo's face was happy.

The old man still remembered that she was weak and didn't let her kneel, which showed that the old man still felt sorry for her.

She raised her head in surprise, the color of joy emanated from the inside out, her beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and Ying Ying Qiubo secretly sent: "The concubine heard that the master is back, just, ...... I didn't expect the master to remember ......"

She deliberately spoke vaguely, and with a look of emotion, she completely ignored Xiao Ji on the side, and flirted with Tong Changqing as if no one was around.

Xiao Ji is simple-minded, not good at hiding his emotions, and he is sad in his heart, so his face can't help revealing a little.

Her eyes narrowed gloomily, and she twisted the handkerchief in her hand to distract herself.

Mama Zhou watched from the sidelines and was secretly anxious.

Aunt Luo's methods are superb, that is, the first lady has suffered several losses in her hands. Mrs. is too well protected in her life outside, and she hasn't experienced much of the dirty things of open and secret battles between women in this inner house, where will she be Aunt Luo's opponent.

Seeing Aunt Luo blatantly seducing the master, the wife just turned her eyes away in embarrassment and sadness, and she didn't even think that she was still the real mistress of the third room.

Mama Zhou was about to speak, and someone stood up before her.

"Auntie, get up quickly, although the weather is still hot now, it is really not good for your body to kneel on the ground for a long time." Tong Jiayan took Tong Jianian's hand and looked at Aunt Luo and said, "It's just that Aunt Jianian's body is weak all year round......

She turned her head with a puzzled expression and looked at Tong Changqing, "Did my father make a mistake?" My aunt's body is not weak. Even Dr. Chang, who came to the house every year to ask us for a safe pulse, said that my aunt was in good health, her complexion was ruddy, and she had hardly been sick. ”

Aunt Luo's expression was stunned, and she looked at Tong Jiayan in surprise.

"You talk nonsense! Where is my aunt's health! She was obviously infected with a cold last winter! Tong Jiaxin couldn't help but defend Aunt Luo.

It's just that what she said really made people sound awkward.

Do you want Aunt Luo to be in good health, or do you hope that she is not good?