Meng Cimo went to the backyard. Meng Yin'er slept on the bed, and Jiang Yixi and Xiao Cuncun both looked at her with a smile on their eyes.

Meng Cimo also sat down and looked at her girl and smiled.

Huahua finished drinking the milk and wanted to go over to see her sister. But the three of them surrounded their sister inside, and there was no place for it.

Huahua had to jump on the small table next to the bed and stand up to watch.

It was already angry that it was being excluded, and Boss Meng's big head still blocked its view, so it became even more angry, and hit a claw on the big head, and when it retracted its claws, it tore off a few hairs.

Meng Cimo was beaten inexplicably, and reached out to throw Huahua to the ground.

Jiang Yixi hurriedly stopped him, "Huahua is also our son, so her attitude is better." He also let the storage move the place, and vacated a small piece of bed for Huahua to sit and watch.

The flowers and tears are about to be moved, there are only mothers in the world, and mothers' children are like treasures...... It jumped on the bed, and several people and a cat huddled together to watch.

Cun Cun clapped his hands and said, "The sister's sister is the best......looking"

Flower meow and meow to echo.

Before dinner, the little girl came to report, "Grandpa Guo is here, in the main room." He whispered again, "Grandpa Guo seems to have been beaten, his eyes are blue, and he walks a little lame." ”

Meng Cimo and Jiang Yixi glanced at each other, and both secretly cursed with one word, "Should!" ”

I wondered, this is not a big deal, how could the old man have such a heavy hand?

Meng Cimo went to the front yard. I thought in my heart, if Cheng Guogong took his anger out on him, hide faster.

What made Meng Cimo even more puzzled was that the black-eyed Cheng Guogong was not angry, nor did he take his anger out on him. He also asked a few questions such as how many catties the child had, when he was born, and what his name was, and took out two hundred taels of silver tickets from his arms, and got up and left.

Thinking of yesterday's Lian'er, Cheng Guogong was extremely satisfied. Although it is not as soft as Jiaojiao, and it is not as breathtaking as Fu's, it can also be tight.

Little wave hoof, the first time is so lovely, it will not be worse than Jiaojiao in the future.

Lian'er was arranged by the Liu family.

Liu married into the Meng family for more than a month, except for every martial arts competition, which would hurt him, everything else would be done. gave her a decent face and went to the main courtyard to have a meal with her.

Thinking of Liu's appearance, Cheng Guogong frowned. Forget it, go see her, and go back to the study for dinner.

The courtyard was quiet.

Cheng Guogong walked into the upper room, Qiao Ju bowed on his knees, "Grandpa Guo." ”

"Where's your wife?"

Qiao Ju said, "Grandpa Yuguo, the eldest lady stayed in the floating residence for a night yesterday, and she is still resting." The slave and maid will go and call the eldest lady. ”

Cheng Guogong waved his hand and said, "That's it, let her rest, I'll go." ”

He came, and he gave what he deserved.

In the next morning, Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Jiangsan, Grandma Jiang, Jiang Yishan, and Jiang Xun, who got the news, all came to the Fusheng Hospital.

It's about to end, Jiang Xun practiced archery at home very hard, and heard that his sister gave birth to a nephew and daughter, and he was so happy that he jumped high.

Everyone else was invited to the backyard, but he was the only one who was invited to the main room, Jiang Xun wanted to cry without tears. There are so many people, only he has a good relationship with Xiaoyin'er recently.

Meng Cimo personally came over to talk to his brother-in-law.

He couldn't wait to ask, "Who is my niece's daughter like?" ”

"More like your sister."

Jiang Xun was happy, "More like my sister, isn't it more like me." Hahahaha......"

Meng Cimo glanced at Jiang Xun carefully, and secretly regretted in his heart, Yin'er did seem to be more pity, but it was not like Jiang Xun at all. Is that all the traits that Zheng Ji inherited were passed on to this child?

Seeing Jiang Xun's bright eyes and smiling happily, Meng Cimo felt a little sorry for this brother-in-law, and smiled against his will, "It's really more like you." ”

secretly said in my heart, if I try to have more children, no matter boys and girls, I must always have a child who is more like my mother-in-law and brother-in-law.

The Jiang family was left at the floating residence for dinner before they were sent away.

Meng Cimo waited until Jiang Yixi fell asleep, and went to the East Wing study to write a letter to Zheng Ji.

Before Zheng Ji left, he told him that he would write to him as soon as he gave birth to a child.

Meng Cimo stopped writing half a page and stood by the window. Outside the window, the moonlight is like silver, the clear light is all over the ground, and the splendid prosperity of the courtyard is diametrically opposed to the majestic atmosphere of the border......

After thinking for a long time, Meng Cimo sat down at the table again. wrote about the child a little like Zheng Ji. He knew that he would be upset if he knew it, so he wrote it anyway.

He knew how Zheng Ji had spent those years, and he wanted Zheng Ji to have a happy life.

In Meng Cimo's impression, Zheng Jixiao is rarely seen. If you knew that Yin'er was like him, she would laugh as much as herself, right?

On the morning of the eleventh, Jiang Yixi was tightly covered and carried to the main room.

Today's three feasts, the front yard and the house are very festive.

The old man has been waiting in the main house for a long time.

In the past two days, he wanted to take care of his granddaughter, but he didn't sleep well.

When the nurse entered the house with Yin'er in her arms, she saw the old man stretching out his hand to her, and she looked at the old man in a daze. I didn't dare not give it, and I didn't dare to give it, for fear that he wouldn't hold the milk doll.

Meng Cimo smiled, "My grandfather's movements of holding a child are more standard than mine. ”

The nurse listened to it, and then put the sound into his big hand like a fan.

The old man squinted with a smile, not even daring to laugh too loudly, for fear of waking up the sleeping child.

He seemed to see Meng Yue when he was a child, Meng Hua when he was a child, and even Qu Fen when he was a child. With the same little appearance as a flower, how can she tolerate a little suffering in her life......

Only a few in-laws and friends were invited, including Princess Ping and the Zheng Mansion. Zheng Mansion refers to Zheng Shaobao's Mansion, not Yichang's Eldest Princess's Mansion. If the eldest princess's mansion is willing to come, of course it is better.

Li Kai, who was not invited, also came. He did it for Li Zhenbao's sake. King Huai was still grounded and did not follow.

Meng Yin'er is a person from the big house, Jiang Yixi is confined again, and the female dependents are mainly entertained by the Liu family in the flower hall.

Today, not only all the masters of Zheng Shaobao's Mansion are here, but even all the masters of the Yichang Eldest Princess's Mansion are here, including He and Zheng Jing.

These few days are the time for the Wenju test, and Zheng Jing will not be out this year. The Wuju Township Test will be held in October, and there are two months left, and Jiang Xun will be gone.

Jiang Xun and Jiang Yishan came to the floating residence together. Not long after, Jiang Yihui and Jiang Yirou also came. After Jiang Yirou became pregnant, Jiang Yixi saw her for the first time.

Looking at Yin'er lying on the bed, Jiang Xun smiled, "It's really like me." ”

Jiang Yirou was the most casual with him, and said with a smile, "Where is it like you, it doesn't look like it at all." ”

Jiang Xun said stiffly, "Even my brother-in-law said that the sound is like me......"

was arguing, and the three sisters Zheng Tingting came to the floating residence.

Jiang Xun and Zheng Tingting knew each other well, laughed a few words, and said goodbye to the outer courtyard.

They were all walking in the yard, and Jiang Xun looked back at the small window again. Hearing the laughter wafting out, Zheng Tingting's voice was the clearest, and the young man's face was a little flushed.