It's warm and apt.

As a mother, where will there be any requirements for the child, what to worry about every day is nothing more than whether you are full or warm.

Ji Wanrong's entry into the throne of Shu Fujin, the people in the Kefu Mansion did not know.

"Eniang, I brought a lot of things back, let Chunjiao and the coachman send them in." Ji Wanrong took Fucha's hand and said with a smile.

Hearing that his daughter brought something back, Fucha immediately said in a loud voice, "It's not easy for you to be in the house, just take care of yourself, the three men in the family have a fortune, can you still starve the family?" Although your Ama is very high, we have enough silver, so don't send it home. ”

"E-niang, my daughter is enough." Ji Wanrong listened to Fucha's words, and was worried that she didn't have enough money to spend from beginning to end, how could she not be moved in her heart.

But the Fucha clan did not believe, "You are of a low position, and you need silver to eat and drink in the house of Nabel." ”

After Ji Wanrong took the throne, she never let Chunjiao go back to Kefu to send things, so the Fucha clan only regarded her daughter as a Gege in the past.

Chunjiao also talked a lot before, so that Fucha knew that her daughter couldn't eat enough when she first entered the house, and she didn't sleep well for several nights in distress.

Now that her daughter is back, she took a closer look, and she really lost weight, and she was even more worried.

Chunjiao didn't care about talking, so she asked for an and took the coachman to move things in.

When I entered the courtyard and went to the main hall of the main courtyard, tea and snacks were already on the table, which were prepared by the Fucha clan in advance.

As soon as Ji Wanrong sat down, she saw that the Fucha clan was so busy, but she was a little attached to such a mother-daughter relationship.

I drank it together with a teacup, and compared to the previous taste, it was much better, and the dim sum was not as difficult to swallow as before.

In this way, Ji Wanrong believes that the house is not as short of silver as before.

"Fujin, everything is settled." Chunjiao put things on the side table in the main hall and said in passing.

Ji Wanrong hurriedly put down the teacup and pulled Fucha to look at those gifts.

But Fucha stood a little sluggishly in place, staring at his daughter with wide eyes.

The somewhat rough hands trembled slightly, and she asked in disbelief, "Rong'er, you, you, have you become a Fujin?" ”

"Eniang, a few days ago, I just became a concubine." Ji Wanrong nodded, took Fucha's hand and said, "I'm coming back today to report the good news to Ama Eniang." ”

"Shu Fujin! It's Shu Fujin! Fucha wept with joy, tears streaming down his eyes.

Seeing that the Fucha clan was so happy, Ji Wanrong really had the real joy after taking the position.

She gently wiped her tears with an embroidered silk handkerchief, and said with a low smile, "Eniang, this is a good thing, don't cry." ”

"Hey, what Rong'er said is that this is a happy thing, E-Niang doesn't cry, E-Niang is happy." Fucha directly wiped his tears with his hands, his eyes were scarlet, and he smiled, "Great, Lord Belle really loves you, it's not been half a year since you entered the courtyard." ”

"Okay, let's go see the gifts, I brought good materials for Eniang to make clothes." Ji Wanrong pulled the Fucha clan and went to stand at the table next to him.

Fucha looked at the mountain-like things on the table, nodded again and again, turned his head to look at Ji Wanrong, and said with relief, "You're doing well, Eniang, you don't have to bring so many things, it's not good to talk about it." ”