When she returned home, Ning Xin called someone to go to the academy to inform her father.

The sister and brother haven't seen each other for a long time, so naturally they have a good conversation.

Ning Xin really had reached the time to go to bed, so she didn't wait any longer, but went back to her room to sleep by herself.

Cui Chuchu should also know what he is doing when he enters Fucheng this time, and he is wearing a lot more foreign than usual.

The material seems to be the material that Ning Xin specially brought from the town when they went home last year.

The color is very good-looking, but the style is outdated.

Ning Xin finished greeting people with Hache, and before going to bed, she was still thinking that she would have to take Sister Chu Chu to buy a few more beautiful clothes tomorrow.

Yes, I have to buy two pieces for my aunt, and I will find a suitable person for Ming'er, and the two sides can't lose face when they look at each other.

And he slept until the second hour.

Ning Xin got up and washed up, and was about to call Wutong to come in and dress her, when she heard a whisper outside: "Xin'er is not awake, can my aunt come in?" ”

When she heard her aunt speak so gently, Ning Xin had goosebumps all over her body.

Jue also woke up completely, and hurriedly said, "Auntie come in!" ”

"Hey!"

The door was pushed open, Ning Xiaorong took Cui Chuchu by the hand, walked over with an eager face, and began to work enthusiastically at Ning Xin.

One of the two was busy dressing Ning Xin, and the other was busy folding the quilt for Ning Xin.

The degree of fiery made Ning Xin feel that she was a crop in the autumn harvest season, as if this stubble was not harvested, and the next stubble was about to wither.

She was slightly awkward and Cui Chuchu stuffed her arm into one sleeve, and looked at the two of them with a confused expression.

"Auntie, Sister Chu Chu, what are you doing here?"

Ning Xiaorong didn't raise her head: "Serving you, your father has said it, you have the final say in this family now, and you will have to rely on you for Sister Chuchu's family affairs in the future!" ”

Cui Chuchu is the daughter of the boudoir, and she is not as open as her mother, but she also whispered in agreement, and then said embarrassedly: "I don't know if I caused you trouble." ”

"Ah, what's the trouble! Little things are all wrapped up in me! ”

Ning Xin patted her little chest proudly.

It turned out that it was her father who exposed her dominance in the family.

She started out a little awkwardly, but more often relaxed.

That's good, anyway, she is a little prodigy, and the name of Ning Xiao's God of Wealth has already spread all over the city.

Auntie, it's best if they know, at least they don't have to use her father as a shield every time they say anything in the future.

It's just that the two of them are too enthusiastic, and Ning Xin has a feeling that she wants to be served as the Empress Dowager Cixi.

Finally, when Ning Xiaorong tried to get Cui Chuchu to feed her breakfast, Ning Xin couldn't stand it.

She raised her hands in surrender and said with a bitter face: "Auntie, Sister Chu Chu, I really don't need it, I will eat by myself." ”

Cui Chuchu embarrassedly put down the spoon in his hand.

Ning Xiaorong also glared at her daughter with hatred, and said, "Look at you, you must have fed Xin'er uncomfortably." ”

Ning Xin: ......

There is a language called speechlessness.

She understood Ning Xiaorong's thoughts.

Unlike those who will only ask for it from their relatives, Ning Xiaorong is a person who is extremely afraid of causing trouble to others.

She was afraid that after she got Ning Xin's help, she would not return it to the other party at the same price.

Therefore, she can only let go of the face of the so-called elders.

I want to serve this little girl with Chu Chu.

Similarly, Cui Chuchu, who was raised by her, also has such a temperament.

After being rejected by Ning Xin, the embarrassment on her face was even worse, and she had an attitude that she couldn't feed Ning Xin today, and her life was about to be hopeless.

Ning Xin couldn't stand the way a girl looked at herself like this.

She sighed silently in her heart, hardened her head, endured the embarrassment, bent her smile again, leaned over to Cui Chuchu, and said, "Sister Chuchu, I want to eat a bowl of beef soup, can you feed me." ”

……

An awkward, outrageous breakfast is over.

Ning Xin can recover a little bit.

She asked Wutong to take the mother and daughter to the ready-to-wear shop to order a few clothes.

He hurried to find Zhuo Ping.

It just so happened that there was still a guest in Zhuo Mansion at this time, who was the wife of the shopkeeper of Shuzhai Song.

The two are old friends, and Ning Xin also met Zhuo Ping through Mrs. Song.

The three of them sat around the tea stove and drank tea.

Winter has ended, and the peach blossoms of the Huai River are about to bloom.

Ning Xin held a fragrant tea in her hand and said, "Seeing that the peach blossoms are about to bloom, why don't we organize a flower viewing party?" ”

Neither of them understood for a moment what was going on.

I thought it was a little girl on a whim, and she wanted to find something interesting to relieve her boredom.

Mrs. Song said: "Yes, yes, but generally the women who come to this flower-viewing party are the women of the back house, and I am afraid that no one will play with your little doll." ”

That's right! That's what you want!

In these years, if you look for Lang Jun, you have to see your mother-in-law's house first, your mother-in-law is not easy to get along with, and no matter how decent a man is, it is not within Ning Xin's consideration.

She patted her thigh and said, "I want to invite the women of the back house, and I want to invite those who have school-age children at home!" ”