Chapter 313: Stealing
After asking for peace from the old lady, Chunqing took her four little Baibai all the way to the Shilang Mansion with laughter and laughter. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
There is nothing else important to go back to Shilang's mansion, that is, Shuangrui will let people spread the word early this morning, saying that if he doesn't go back to see her, his mother will beat her to death.
The messenger didn't understand what he said, Chunqing remembered in his heart whether Shuangrui had caused something to make his mother angry, so he temporarily decided to go back to sit down.
I haven't been back to my parents' house a few times since I got married.
When the carriage passed by Xu Ji's steamed bun shop, Xiao Xu's shopkeeper saw the carriage of the Zhenguo Mansion and forcibly stuffed three drawers of steamed buns that had just come out of the pot and came in.
Holding the steaming and fragrant Xu Ji bun in her hand, Chunqing immediately led her little Bai Ting Xiao Bai Zhi to start teasing her Xiao Bai Lu, who was idle anyway.
Because the scene of everyone besieging Bai Lu was too intense and exciting, Bai Shao, who had been silent and smiling, finally couldn't stand it, and after a faint sigh, Bai Shao decisively joined Chunqing's camp.
Just when Bai Lu was forced to blush, her heart beat faster, and her breathing became heavier, if she wasn't worried that she wasn't flexible enough, she would have jumped out of the carriage a long time ago, and the carriage of the Zhenguo Mansion finally slowly drove into the second gate of the Shilang Mansion and stopped abruptly.
Bai Lu breathed a sigh of relief, and was the first to jump off the carriage, and fled with great steps.
Chunqing's sudden arrival made the originally silent second gate of the Shilang Mansion as lively as the New Year, and an old grandmother saw Chunqing coming, and jumped excitedly and ran towards Chunqing's mother's house, "Madam, the eldest lady is back." β
Maybe he felt that what he said was wrong halfway through, so he changed it to "Madam, Mrs. Shizi is back." β
Passionate is not at all like an old man who is about to be honored, if he takes time, he may be able to run the first place in the 100-meter race.
"How did you remember?" Chunqing had just walked into her mother's yard, and her mother, who had won the letter, greeted her and hurriedly stepped forward to help her personally.
However, Shuangrui obviously ran faster than Chunqing's mother, although she came out late, but at the moment when Chunqing's mother reached out to support Chunqing, Shuangrui rushed out of the house with a gust of wind, hugged Chunqing's thighs, and looked up at Chunqing.
The color of her eyes Chunqing couldn't be clearer, Shuangrui quietly passed a message to Chunqing, and Chunqing's mother didn't know.
Shuangrui, this is for her not to say that she missed the filling.
"Be careful of your sister's belly, it's not heavy." Chunqing's mother immediately scolded Shuangrui.
Shuangrui turned around and hid behind Chunqing, sticking out his tongue at her mother, "I'm paying attention!" "Don't let go of the hand holding Chunqing's legs.
Chunqing stretched out her hand and smiled and pinched Shuangrui's little fleshy face, and gave her a look: Don't worry, I won't miss it!
Shuangrui's obsidian-like eyes immediately smiled and bent into crescent moons.
"What's wrong?" While helping Chunqing into the house, Chunqing's mother asked worriedly: "Why did you come back in such a hurry, and you didn't let people pass a word in advance." β
"It's okay, I'm bored at home, I'll come back and sit with you." Chunqing said with a smile.
"Are you really okay?" Although her daughter said so, Chunqing's mother was not at ease, "Is there a conflict with the son?" β
"Mother, it's really okay, I just miss you." Chunqing tugged at her mother's clothes and said coquettishly: "You don't expect me to order it." β
Seeing that her daughter's red face really didn't look like she had been wronged, Chunqing's mother was relieved, ""
As her mother entered the house, Chunqing leaned on the big soft pillow and said with a smile: "Do you want to be a sister in Shuangrui?" β
Shuangrui snuggled up to Chunqing's side, took Chunqing's hand crookedly and said, "Yes, Shuangrui misses my sister the most." β
"Is Shuangrui naughty?" Chunqing asked again with a smile.
This time, Shuangrui's smiling little face fell, and she silently bowed her head and didn't speak, just fiddling with Chunqing's fingers with both hands, as if it was something strange she hadn't seen.
Chunqing's mother glanced at Shuangrui and said, "You are also embarrassed!" β
Shuangrui was coldly stabbed by his mother, buried his head even lower, almost leaned on Chunqing's legs, and said to Chunqing in a very low voice: "Mother's mother has started again, sister save me." β
Listening to Shuangrui's pitiful voice, Chunqing suddenly laughed, Shuangrui has been well-behaved and smart since childhood, and rarely displeased her mother, even if she did something naughty to make her mother talk about her, she also had a way to coax her mother to smile.
This time, it was a little pug who asked for help like a pitiful one, which shows that this time the goods are big.
Although Shuangrui thought that she was quietly asking Chunqing for help, her mother still heard it clearly, and looked at her almost lying down beside Chunqing, and said angrily and funny: "Your sister can't save you." β
Chunqing said: "What's wrong, what did you do to make your mother angry?" β
Shuangrui pitifully rested his chin on Chunqing's lap, and raised a pair of big watery eyes to look at Chunqing, "Sister, you have to believe me, I really didn't mean to." β
"Didn't you mean anything?" Chunqing touched Shuangrui's hair and asked her.
However, before Shuangrui could answer, Chunqing's mother sighed and said, "Yesterday, Miss Fu Si from Jingzhao Yin Fu's mansion sent her a post and invited her to participate in the food conference held by Miss Fu Si. β
"You also know Shuangrui's temperament, if it is an ordinary party, she will definitely not go," said Chunqing's mother, glancing at her two daughters, and sighed sadly and weakly.
Neither they nor their fathers are foodies, so why do these two daughters see delicious food as if they are meeting their own mothers.
Shuangrui's passion for food is as good as Chunqing's, but one thing is that she can only eat and not cook.
When Chunqing heard the words "Food Conference", her eyes lit up.
Why didn't anyone send her a post to attend such a nice party?
"Is it delicious?" Chunqing touched Shuangrui's slippery face and said with a yearning expression.
Speaking of yesterday's party, Shuangrui nodded excitedly: "It's delicious, but I almost forgot it than my sister did."
"Even if you still have a conscience, tell your sister what is delicious." Chunqing looked at Shuangrui with burning eyes.
Chunqing's mother was not good when she boarded, these two sisters didn't let her finish the matter properly!
Just when Shuangrui was recalling yesterday's food with golden light and was about to tell Chunqing one by one, Chunqing's mother coughed lightly and glanced at Shuangrui.
Shuangrui's neck shrank suddenly, and he stuck out his tongue on Chunqing's lap and grimaced at her mother, but he didn't dare to speak again.
"This little ancestor is good, after eating and drinking, when he came back from someone's house, he actually brought back a new cloisonnΓ© enamel small hand stove from Miss Fu Si."
Chunqing immediately understood why her mother was angry.
Shuangrui went to someone else's house as a guest but stole other people's things, even if the sister's relationship is good, Chunqing will not condone Shuangrui to do such a thing and blindly maintain it.
can watch Shuangrui grow up since he was a child, but Chunqing can't believe that this hand stove is really stolen back by Shuangrui.