The important reward of the Dingguo Mansion reached the Lian family, and there were six subordinates of General Wenxiu watching from the side, and this matter was discussed like a stone thrown into the water among the military generals and civil officials who followed the Dingguo Mansion.

And Lian Qingshan, who was slightly famous in the past, but not eye-catching, is now standing on the cusp of the storm. From the experience of joining the army in the early years to the recent return of the grandsons of the Guogong Mansion, even now the two children are still very close to Lian Qingshan, they have been gossiped out one by one, and they have become a good example of dedication to duty in the eyes of everyone, and a hot figure in the Dingguo Mansion.

Even Qingshan and Cui'er haven't recovered from their happiness, and the invitations flew over like snowflakes, inviting Lian Qingshan, inviting Cui'er, feasting, eating and drinking, and enjoying flowers. Naturally, there is no shortage of door-to-door gifts, and the front of Yefu suddenly became busy, and it was very lively.

Because Lian Qingshan is only a guerrilla general from Wupin, his official position is not high, and he is not a noble official of the confidential yamen, so the status of the person who came to make friends with him is not high. But this is Lian Qingshan's first step into the social circle of the officialdom in the capital, and it is an indispensable part of communicating with people.

Lian Qingshan and Cui'er accepted and were grateful for the overtures of the Dingguo Mansion, but they were a little overwhelmed and in a hurry when dealing with these people who came up to pull the relationship.

In the winter afternoon, the sun shines warmly on the kang, and after Cui'er's east wing has been cleaned up in order to entertain guests, the ladies at the head of the family have fallen in love with this place.

And this should be a good time to take the children in the sun and enjoy a leisurely day. Cui'er half-leaned on the kang head, frowning slightly at the kang table. In the front yard, even Qingshan and his father can handle the relationship, but the posts sent by the ladies of each family have to be decided by the hostess Cui'er.

On the kang table, there are piles of all kinds of posts, most of which are earthy yellow in color. Occasionally, it's red or patterned. The appearance is different though. But the function is almost the same, which is all kinds of invitations and visits.

"Mother, so many posts. What should I do......" Cui'er couldn't help but hold her belly and lied to her mother, wanting her mother to help her take care of it. Huiya looked at Cui'er's appearance from the side, and couldn't help but hide her face with an embroidered bandage and laugh secretly, but Cui'er didn't care about this. Grinding his own wife to ask for help.

Although Cui'er was an elite white-collar worker in the company in her previous life, she knew how to deal with official affairs. For the back house this characteristic means of communication. Especially in the diplomacy of the ancient officialdom lady, Cui'er has nine out of ten tricks, and she doesn't know anything!

"You don't know what to do with just such a post?" Mrs. Ye glanced at Cui'er, wanting to use this incident to train her temperament and ability to deal with others. When I saw her holding her round belly, my heart softened a little.

"That's it, you look like you're going to give birth in two months. I'll help you deal with it. "Mrs. Ye's heart for her daughter has the upper hand. knew that Cui'er could hold this up by gritting her teeth, but when she saw her daughter who was coquettish with her. I still let go and agreed.

"Mother, you're the best!" When Cui'er heard this, she didn't complain anymore and didn't frown, she hugged Mrs. Ye's neck with a cheer, and kissed her on the face, "I know that you love me the most!" ”

"Yes, yes, my mother loves you, you little conscienceless person knows how to make your mother suffer!" Mrs. Ye glanced at Cui'er, but when she saw her daughter so happy, she couldn't help but rejoice.

"But I have to say it, these people are here for you and Qingshan, and they are looking at the faces of the two of you. If you reply to a post, it's fine to take care of the gifts that come and go, but if you need to come forward to socialize, you have to do it yourself! Mrs. Ye touched Cui'er's jet-black hair, and felt that after she was pregnant with this child, she looked more and more like a little girl.

"Okay, mother, it's okay to say anything...... Cui'er said with a smile, although she knew in her heart that she should do these things herself, but when she saw these things, she felt very tired in her heart, and she couldn't bear it.

"Okay, you go and take two small plays, Huiya and I will sort out these posts, and show you the important ones!" Mrs. Ye looked at Cui'er's face, her heart was as soft as a puddle of water, but she was willing to help Cui'er do things.

After Mrs. Ye met Cui'er in Gushantun, Cui'er's calmness and ability made her a mother who was relieved and heartbroken. I only hated that I didn't take good care of my daughter at the beginning, so she changed from an innocent and romantic little girl to a woman who could support a portal.

At that time, although Mrs. Ye was pleased that Cui'er was safe and sound, she felt a faint pain in her heart, and she only felt that the calm and capable Cui'er was too upright, but she was less happy. Now watching Cui'er change back to a child's temperament little by little, although Mrs. Ye thinks this is not very good, she is happy to indulge, because only a happy woman has the right to be coquettish and willful.

Cui'er took the children to spread joy, but her eyes did not leave the busy mother and Huiya at the kang table. I saw that Mrs. Ye unfolded the invitations or gifts received by the concierge one by one, and then asked Huiya to record who was in what house and what they were invited to do.

The afternoon sun was warm, and Cui'er listened to her mother read the names on the prayer post, while dealing with the little things crawling on the kang, feeling very sleepy, and too lazy to tease them anymore.

Cui'er simply threw a piece of paper that she had practiced on weekdays, and the two little things saw the paper, as if they had seen a baby, and their eyes were shining, and they rushed over, grabbed the paper with their chubby little hands, looked at it carefully, and then began to tear it up with great interest.

The sound of turning paper and tearing paper lingered in Cui'er's ears, and after a while, she was already asleep. And Mrs. Ye, who had been cleaning up the post, didn't say anything when she saw Cui'er like this, but lightly took a thin quilt from the kang and covered Cui'er, afraid that she would catch a cold.

When Mrs. Ye sat back down at the table. After reading the words for a while, my eyes were a little glazed. She rubbed her eyes and beat her back, and when she was about to look again, she heard Huiya say softly, "Grandmother, you are also tired, why don't you also tilt on the kang for a while." I'll read the post to you. Just tell me what to record. ”

Don't look at Hui Ya's usual silence, but she has an idea, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl dares to stand in front of the bandits to block the knife. This is not something that ordinary people can do. Now it's just a post to myself, but I can do it.

Thinking so, Mrs. Ye felt that her eyes were also sore, and her back was a little stiff. He nodded in response. Leaning back on the pillow, he squinted his eyes and listened to Huiya read the contents of the invitation. Then pick out the key points according to the content and let Huiya write them down in the notebook.

When Cui'er woke up, she saw such a scene. Cui'er watched Huiya read the post patiently and carefully, and then sorted out the post record according to the key points that Mrs. Ye said, and she blushed a little unconsciously.

But. Before Cui'er could say anything, there was the sound of footsteps kicking outside. The footsteps were light and hurried, and Cui'er laughed when she heard it. "Big girl and little tiger are back!"

"Mother! We're back! The big girl and the little tiger ran into the courtyard and shouted happily and energetically. This kind of performance is not like a grandson raised in the Guogong Mansion. But it has the innocence and liveliness that a child of this age should have.

"It's in the East Wing!" Cui'er responded loudly, propping herself up, and the smile on her bright-eyed face grew.

"Tiger, brother, ......" sat in a pile of papers playing with the softness of his fingers, and suddenly heard the voices of the big girl and the little tiger, and his eyes lit up. I saw that it was as soft as a small meat ball, and it was crawling towards the edge of the kang quickly, looking in the direction of the door, waiting for the big girl and the little tiger to come into the house.

"Mother!" The big girl and the little tiger walked in happily wearing a hood, and the two children were red and fluttering, and they looked like they were doing well. And the maid who followed them was invited by Xiangmo and them to go down to the ear room to roast the fire and drink tea.

"I'm back!" Cui'er watched the two children enter the house and hurriedly greeted them. Cui'er helped them take off the big hat and hung it aside, looked the two children up and down, and saw that there was nothing wrong, so she pulled them onto the kang, "Didn't you just come back two days ago, why was it put back again?" ”

"Mother, the plum blossoms in the Guogong Mansion are blooming, and my grandmother said please go and enjoy the plum blossoms, and the two of us volunteered to take the post back!" The girl's eyes are bright, and she looks very happy.

"Please let us go and enjoy the plum blossoms?" Cui'er was a little surprised when she heard this, and she had been to the Dingguo Mansion herself. Especially after the big girl and Xiaohu moved back to live, Cui'er and Lian Qingshan were afraid that the two children would be bullied in the mansion, so they often begged General Wude to take them into the mansion to visit, but they never received a formal invitation.

"Yes! Mother, look! The girl took out a gilded invitation from her arms and handed it to Cui'er, with several black and gold characters written on it, with a majestic feeling.

"Plum feast?" Other people's posts can be tricked to push to their mothers, but those in the Dingguo Mansion must be treated with caution. Cui'er let the big girl and the little tiger go to the kang to warm up, and she checked the post of the Dingguo Mansion with her mother.

After reading this post, the gist of it is that the Dingguo Mansion is going to hold a flower-viewing banquet, so that everyone can meet the two children who are outcast, but fortunately return to the Guogong Mansion. And Cui'er, as a stepmother who has taken care of her two children for many years, is naturally going to be grandly introduced to her.

After reading this post, Cui'er only felt that she didn't know why, and she was a little panicked, she calmed down and thought for a moment, and then called out, "Come on, invite Mama Fu, who is serving the eldest lady and the eldest young master, in." (To be continued)

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