Chapter 642: Three Kingdoms Chaos War
The young lady hurriedly said: "Yes, how much is also a heart, Brother Ying looked at it after he came out, and his heart was also happy." ”
Yu Qingyao was a little sitting.
The young lady saw it and gloated and said, "Sister, you won't have a gift for the little brother, right?"
Yu Qingyao nodded stubbornly.
The young lady looked at her deeply and said with a smile: "My husband is extremely happy to receive your gift, and he is reluctant to let me take a look. ”
When Madame heard this, she immediately stopped doing it, and sneered: "Yes, I don't care what you give him, what I give to my son, it must be doubled!"
Yu Qingyao was speechless.
The young lady looked curious about the baby, and asked with a smile: "Sister, what did you send to my husband?"
Yu Qingyao said in her heart: Damn, can you tell you that? Let you know, your vinegar jar is about to overturn. Yes, your vinegar jar was turned over last night, and now the sour taste is soaring into the sky.
She smiled and playfully said, "This is my little secret to my brother, I won't tell you!"
The young lady was so angry that she grinded her teeth.
Mrs. Ji looked at the young lady suspiciously, looked at Yu Qingyao, and always felt that they looked strange and had something to hide from them.
The young lady smiled and said, "I heard that my sister travels around the cave mansion with the disciples of the True Transmission all day long, and they are all Daomen Junjie, what do you think they are better than Brother Ying?"
When Mrs. Ji heard this, she was very unhappy. She knew that her son was not very attentive in his cultivation, and he was far inferior to any true disciple in terms of talent and Taoism, but she was most annoyed that others said that her son was not as good as others.
She looked at Yu Qingyao coldly, and said in her heart: If she dares to say that my son is inferior to others, I have to teach her a lesson.
Yu Qingyao smiled slightly, and said in her heart: This guy, this is deliberately trying to provoke Mrs. to fight with me. I'll be afraid of you?
She smiled and said, "In my eyes, it is naturally the best in Yingde!"
When Mrs. Ji heard this, her expression couldn't help but soften.
The young lady asked meaningfully, "Is it better than my husband?"
Yu Qingyao smiled meaningfully: "Brother Xuande has won the true inheritance of the sect master, and he is far from being comparable. My sister-in-law can marry so proudly, I don't know how many people envy her!"
The young lady laughed. I thought to myself: I know that you are among the people who envy me! I was not born, I was married, and you can say it. You can envy it! I will not give way to you in life and death.
When Mrs. Ji heard this, she was very unhappy, and the most taboo thing she was about others saying that her son was inferior to Ji Xuande, although she knew that this was the truth.
She smirked, "Really, what's wrong with me?"
Yu Qingyao turned her head to deal with Mrs. Ji and said with a smile: "Yingde is naturally extraordinary, but he is a little lazy. In the future, I will teach him well, his achievements must be limitless, and he will become a dragon among men. ”
Mrs. Ji was very happy to hear it, and after reminiscing about it, she was not happy. She wondered in her heart: What do you mean? She taught, and my son will be a dragon among adults. Does that mean I'm not good at teaching? I can't teach my son?
When the young lady heard this, she smiled and said, "Sister, are you marrying Langjun, or do you want to take a son back to teach?"
Yu Qingyao smiled and said: "A woman's duty is to teach her husband and children, I just want to do my duty." Sister-in-law, you're doing a good job!"
The young lady thought to herself: I did a good job and taught a husband too well, which attracted you as a vixen.
Yu Qingyao sighed: "Yingde used to be surrounded by people who led him to have fun, and his wife couldn't stare at it every day, so Yingde was slightly inferior to others. If Yingde had someone like his sister-in-law staring at him, he would have been as famous as his eldest brother. ”
The young lady smiled awkwardly. I thought: If you praise me, I won't like you. Although you are telling the truth.
When Mrs. Ji heard this, she couldn't help but look at the young lady, and thought: This is not unreasonable, people say that wives and husbands are less harmful. This kid did a lot of help to Xuande, and her mother's family made a lot of efforts. My son is surrounded by foxes, no wonder my son is not successful. According to the people close to my son, when my son went out, he was assassinated even again, and that incident had nothing to do with Yingde. The old man asked the torture hall to investigate, but in the end, it was over, and it was she who instigated it.
My son will have a fight with his eldest brother in the future, and this slut will not be able to get rid of him.
In addition to her, it is equivalent to breaking one of Xuande's arms.
Out of the corner of the young lady's eyes, she saw that there was suddenly malice in the eyes of the lady looking at her, and she shouted in her heart.
Yu Qingyao leisurely picked up the teacup, took a sip, and thought, "You will provoke Mrs. Ji to deal with me, won't I?"
She put down the teacup and said affectionately to Mrs. Ji, "Auntie, you are right, I should give a gift to Yingde." By the time he came out, it would be autumn. I want to make him a robe with my own hands, do you think it's okay?"
Mrs. Ji smiled: "Okay! However, you know how to make clothes?"
Yu Qingyao said shyly: "I have learned a new one, but the craftsmanship is not very good." ”
Mrs. Ji was very interested and said, "Is it right? Show me, I'll teach you." ”
Yu Qingyao took out a semi-finished men's robe and said with a smile: "Auntie, this is what I use for practice, don't make fun of me." ”
Mrs. Ji picked it up and looked at it carefully, the stitches were not very flat, and it really looked like a novice's work.
She pondered for a moment and understood. Yu Qingyao was afraid that she would also marry into the Ji family soon, so she was practicing female workers in advance. She was very satisfied that Yu Qingyao could think of this.
The young lady also stretched out her head to look at it curiously, and after only looking at it for a while, her face changed.
She remembered the robe her husband had worn yesterday, the fabric, the patterns, and even the uneven stitches, which were the same as the one in front of her.
She looked up at Yu Qingyao sharply, but saw that Yu Qingyao was looking at herself meaningfully.
The young lady understood everything, and her face turned white with anger.
Mrs. Ji smiled while instructing Yu Qingyao on how to make clothes.
Yu Qingyao listened to the lectures with an open mind and eagerly listened, and asked for a few words from time to time.
The two met their heads and chatted affectionately.
The young lady had a white face and sat on the side without humming.
Sect Master Ji walked to the back garden with his eldest son, and when he saw Yu Qingyao getting along with his wife, he smiled with satisfaction: "What are you talking about?
Yu Qingyao hurriedly got up and saluted, and said with a smile: "Uncle, I am discussing with my aunt about making autumn clothes for Yingde. My aunt taught me a lot of useful things. ”
When Sect Master Ji heard this, he was even more happy, and said with a smile: "It's still early, don't be busy making autumn clothes, Qing Yao!
Yu Qingyao smiled and said: "Very good! Master treats me very well, Brother Xuande often takes care of me, and the senior brothers also take special care of me, I am very happy, I am really glad to come to Fushan Sect." ”
When the young lady heard that her husband often took care of her, her face couldn't help but turn whiter.
Sect Master Ji nodded and smiled: "That's good, I called you here today, it's the New Year, let's reunite as a family!"
Yu Qingyao replied crisply: "Well, Qingyao understands!"
Sect Master Ji nodded with satisfaction and beckoned everyone to go to the front for the banquet.
Today, there are no outsiders in Jifu, except for Yu Qingyao, which is a family banquet.