Among the big families in Qingping, the Wei and Chen families are second to none, and it is probably not easy to make Master Wei go out to greet the distinguished guests.

Wei Qinghao and Mrs. Wei glanced at each other strangely, obviously, they didn't receive the news in advance.

Why didn't this distinguished guest come to the door to make a report, but what was the reason for coming like this?

Just as Qin Miaoyan was about to leave, the three of them walked to the front door together.

At this time, at the gate, Master Wei was standing awkwardly, not knowing what to say, when someone suddenly smiled and spoke.

"Auntie, my son-in-law just came to Qingping to do some business and stay for a few days! Because Qingping is only familiar with you, I thought about coming to visit, and I didn't notify you in advance, because I was afraid that you would do more preparations, and I would like you to Haihan! ”

It was a woman's voice, but it sounded unexpectedly hearty and unrestrained.

Master Wei was stunned, called Uncle Aunt? In other words, not as the eldest prince of Xiao?

"Hehe, what's the matter," Master Wei said with a smile: "They are all their own relatives, and it is common to hang out with them!" ”

After saying this, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The son of the chief of the Lanling family, the son of the patriarch can come to his house, which is really rare.

Grand Prince Xiao was helped down from the carriage by the servants and saluted Master Wei, "Uncle Nine, don't be surprised. ”

Mrs. Wei was ranked ninth in the Shaw generation.

"No strange, no strange! Nephew, please come in! Master Wei hurriedly bowed down and invited, and couldn't help but glance at this nephew with the rest of his eyes.

His face was a little pale, but his face was as handsome and straight as ever.

Looking at the soles of his feet again, Master Wei squinted, hey, his steps were very steady.

Brushing his beard and smiling, probably because of the fatigue of the journey, he came to his house first when he arrived in Qingping, it seems that this Lanling Changfang still values them Qingping Wei clan very much.

Business dealings are secondary, and the key is whether the relatives can take care of business dealings.

Master Wei smiled and led Xiao Dagongzi inside, and when he saw his wife and the second girl of Qin coming out of it.

"Come on, ma'am, look at who this is!" Master Wei smiled: "It's grown so big in a blink of an eye, the last time we met was a few years ago!" ”

"Nephew? Wangzhi - it's really you! Mrs. Wei took a look at the tall young man in front of her, and was immediately surprised and delighted.

She is a five-room concubine, a concubine! Although people want to call her aunt, she is just a little maid, and she just interacts with Mrs. Qin on weekdays.

The young man in front of her is the son of the long house, how can she be unhappy!

Qin Miaoyan followed Wei Qinghao's side, but was slightly stunned when she heard this name.

Hopeful? Such a familiar name.

"Aunt Nine." The man's voice was low, and he seemed to smile as he spoke.

"Oops!" Mrs. Wei was even more overjoyed.

I heard that my nephew has been raised as a patriarch since he was a child, and he is usually calm and does not like to smile, but when she went back to her hometown to congratulate the old patriarch on his birthday a few years ago, she looked at her nephew from a distance and felt cold in her heart.

But he never thought that he would be so kind to himself today!

"Wangzhi, how has your mother been doing well in the past few years?" Mrs. Wei asked.

"Mother has always been in good health, and she always remembers your aunt." Xiao Wangzhi replied.

The three aunts and nephews exchanged pleasantries.

Qin Miaoyan didn't see Wei Qing talking for a long time, she glanced sideways, but saw her stunned pestle in front of her, neither stepped forward to say hello, nor did she make a move, but it was very strange.

"Sister Wei?" Qin Miaoyan called her softly, and tugged at her sleeve without a trace.

From the tone of Mrs. Wei and Master Wei, she could guess that the identity of the son in front of her was very unusual, Wei Qinghao has always been a demure and polite person, if she didn't even say hello when she saw her relatives at this time, she would be laughed at.

"Ah...... Yes? As soon as Wei Qing reacted, he heard Mrs. Wei say with a smile on the side: "This is my family Qing'er, and I don't know if my nephew still remembers, you still toasted the old patriarch together back then!" ”

"See, I've seen the eldest prince." Wei Qing hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

There were two young girls standing next to Mrs. Wei, the girl in the goose-yellow short jacket who was currently giving the salute, but the girl with the pale green Luoru stood with her head bowed and did not move.

Xiao Wangzhi's gaze swept over and landed on Wei Qinghao, and smiled, "What a courtesy." ”

After saying that, Wei Qing came to her senses, and her body stiffened.

Oops, people call her parents, aunt and uncle, how can she call him the eldest son?

Although there were a few steps, Qin Miaoyan could still feel Wei Qinghao's embarrassment

"Cousin is very polite." Xiao Wangzhi repeated it again.

"It's the little girl who is not sensible," Master Wei apologized, turned his head to Mrs. Wei and said, "Don't stand here stupidly, my nephew is so easy to come here, Madame go and prepare some food!" ”

After speaking, he smiled and led Xiao Dagongzi inside.

Mrs. Wei glanced at her red-eared daughter, sighed, and said, "Qing'er sent a wonderful word, go back to the room first, I won't send you a wonderful word, there is a guest at home." ”

"Auntie walks slowly." Qin Miaoyan bowed to see Mrs. Wei away.

"He's coming......" Wei Qing muttered.

Why did he come, he actually came, almost, almost!

She originally wanted to go to Lanling, but she never thought that he would come in the end, and the most ridiculous thing was that she would be seen by him just a little bit.

Wei Qinghao suddenly turned his head and hugged Qin Miaoyan.

"It's ...... What's going on? Qin Miaoyan smiled, could it be that Shicai was too embarrassed?

"Thank you." Wei Qinghao read softly, and as soon as she let go of Qin Miaoyan, she turned her back and blocked her hot face.

"I'll send you back."

Qin Miaoyan looked at the slender back who was far away with Master Wei, and then looked at Wei Qinghao, who was a delicate little daughter, and smiled knowingly, "Okay." ”

"Tsk," Poria couldn't help but smash her mouth when she saw Wei Qing enter, "Girl, that boy is really good." ”

Qin Miaoyan smiled.

The Xiao family is honored as a big prince, I am afraid that only the eldest son of the long house, Xiao Dagongzi, has such an unusual identity, but the carriage he sits in is so simple and low-key.

Qin Miaoyan and Poria walked out of the Wei Mansion and watched a carriage with three people led by several servants into the corner gate on one side.

The season is nearly summer, and the days are getting longer and longer, and Qin Miaoyan has to go to Pu Street to walk around the side of Poria, and he just thinks it's lively.

"Let's go, just go." She said with a grin.

Qin Miaoyan didn't know this girl's thoughts, and bought her a string of sugar gourds, and the girl was as happy as if she was something, holding Qin Miaoyan's hand and constantly coquettish.

"Girl, this sugar gourd is really delicious." She shouted.

"Okay," Qin Miaoyan nodded her forehead, "If it's delicious, you can eat more." ”

"Hee-hee," Poria licked her mouth and pointed to the first one on her head, "You can taste it!" ”

"I don't eat it," Qin Miaoyan turned his head and said, "It's too sour." ”

"Oh, it's really delicious, don't lie to your girl, don't play with children's tempers." Poria is in a hurry, and she will stuff it into Qin Miaoyan's mouth when she picks it up.

Little kid temper?

Qin Miaoyan couldn't help laughing, how old is she, I'm afraid that if I say it, I'm afraid I'll scare Poria to death.

"Just one." She said, and didn't refuse.

Poria hurriedly handed a string of red sugar gourds to Qin Miaoyan's mouth.

"Oops!" A little beggar from nowhere suddenly hit Poria and knocked the sugar gourd in her hand to the ground, and the little beggar screamed, and there was no one in the smoke.

"Whose dead child is not optimistic!" Poria raised her eyebrows and shouted, her eyes chasing the child, Qin Miaoyan grabbed her, and took out the note that the little beggar stuffed into her hand from between her fingers.

"He's a messenger."

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