Xiang Xinci smiled slightly.

Fennie was a little stunned, and immediately put down the dustpan in panic. She subconsciously wiped the clothes on her clothes, but she didn't have this habit and was a little nervous for a moment. But it was obviously not appropriate to sort out the person she saw again, so she could only go over with her teeth: "Madam is here..." There was a faint burst of tears in her eyes: "Please inside quickly."

Aunt Zhuang held the food and looked at the old man smiling.

Xiang Xinci stepped in. Although chickens were raised in the yard, the ground was very clean. There were some cherry dough in the open space next to it, and there were no traces of being tidy. There were several pots of flowers in full bloom in the yard, which seemed to be incompatible with the yard. It should have been sent by her some time ago.

Fennie welcomed people into the living room, and the decorations that could be seen at a glance were similar to the house in Mingxiluo on Dongwen Street.

Fennie made tea for her neatly.

Aunt Zhuang took out the pastry and placed it on the table.

Fennie also saw her slightly raised belly and naturally looked away: "Drinke tea..." She was so restrained that she didn't know whether to stand or sit.

Aunt Zhuang signaled the old lady to taste the family's heart and enthusiastically helped the old lady sit down.

Fennie only made the corners as big as a palm.

Xiang Xinci took off the veil and put it aside casually. She took a sip of tea. It was the best tribute tea and it was also brought by her. I remember that there were not many things I brought at that time, but now there are still some left. I think I was reluctant to drink it.

Aunt Zhuang could not see a trace of the old lady in front of her, but she was the wife's biological mother, so she must not mind the wife's "unreasonable trouble", so she couldn't help but flatter her: "Madam, is it so suitable for her appetite?"

Fennie took a small sip, which was soft and soft. At first glance, she was served by the nobleman who was favored: "It's delicious, delicious."

Aunt Zhuang smiled more honestly and brilliantly: "Since the old lady thinks it is delicious, can the old lady let the lady stay here for two days to eat more?"

Fennie suddenly looked at the person next to her! Her eyes were full of disbelief and nervousness for being undetectable.

Xiang Xinci looked at the chickens in the yard and felt a little embarrassed when she didn't find them. She agreed to stay and not disturb her, and would not let her father notice her existence. But if she lives there, it would be a different matter. It is possible that her father discovers her. The story of Madam Chun explains this.

But she is a son of man, she is willful.

Aunt Zhuang laughed with her, just like an old aunt with a bumper harvest on the streets and alleys: "Old Madam, I know that it is inconvenient for you here, but... Madam is pregnant and has a little bitter summer recently..."

Aunt Zhuang said and stopped for a while, looked at the lady carefully, then approached the old lady Fen's ear and whispered: "I have a big temper, it doesn't matter if I serve you, but I'm afraid that the lady will be in a bad mood and the child will be troubled by it, and then the lady will be the one who suffers."

Fennie didn't mean that. She would be happy that her daughter would live with her, otherwise she would not insist on giving birth to her. If her father was not a high-ranking and powerful person, her daughter would definitely be a good child living by her side, but...

Alas, no matter what she was worried about, she could not deny that when this daughter she was just thinking about in her dream appeared, she had already lost her original control and gave in step by step: "Okay..."

Aunt Zhuang smiled excitedly.

Xiang Xinci breathed a sigh of relief. She was a little worried that the old lady would propose three rules to her. She would have to leave if she didn't leave. However, her parents' relationship has never been good, and none of them would make things difficult for her: "Which room I'm a little tired."

Fennie was still a little confused about how she took care of her here. Hearing this, he immediately put aside his thoughts and hurriedly led the child into his room. When Xincizhen entered the room, he realized that the decorations of her room were so gray that it was not suitable for her precious daughter.

But Xiang Xinci had already lay down, with the rough smell of soap and a hint of refreshing sunlight.

Seeing this, Fennie looked at the child on the bed, and couldn't help but smile a kind smile on her lips, and tears were filled with tears in her eyes. She was a good child, and she was good everywhere. Even in her dream, she never thought that she could be raised so well. The fifth young master took his heart.

Aunt Zhuang stepped forward to get a quilt for her wife. The wife was really tired after walking around for a day.

Fennie followed Aunt Zhuang and grabbed her sleeve.

Aunt Zhuang turned around: "Old lady..."

Fennie smiled. When she didn't face her daughter, she was a talkative old lady: "I don't have anything here, and I don't know how to take care of her. Can you tell me?" She didn't feel shameful, and now she is a little unconfident when facing her daughter.

Aunt Zhuang was more thoughtful than the old lady: "Don't worry, old lady. I guess Aunt Qin prepared the things when the lady insisted on her own. It was probably coming here soon. By the way, where is Miss Hongzhi?"

Fennie breathed a sigh of relief, and she was so kind to the child that she was so kind to eat with her. I guess the child’s father would not want it. Although it was just one side, the father of the child was a careful person: "She was embroidered in the street and came back for dinner. There was no need to call her a lady, they were all grown up, so just call her Hongzhi."

"That's good old lady, I'm not polite to Miss Hongzhi in serving this past few days."

"It should."

When Xiang Xinci woke up, she had already used a gold-edged face and a towel embroidered with complicated patterns, and the things in the room were completely renewed.

Although the living room has the same wooden furniture, you will find that it has been replaced by Huanghuali wood and sequoia, and the tea has also been replaced by her usual taste.

The room on the other side of the guest room has been neatly tidied up and has become the bedroom of the old lady and Hongzhi.

Aunt Zhuang served her carefully, but even so many times annoyed the wife who was used to being carefully served.

Xiang Xinci glared at her several times and endured it. Who told her to come? Only the aunt Zhuang complemented her here.

Xiang Xinci was served and changed into a dress that was not very shining, but compared to her usual outfit, she is still wearing a fabric that she chooses thousands of miles away. She only produces more than a dozen pieces of fabric every year due to the fine processing, but the color is not so particular.

Xiang Xinci walked out of the room and walked to the door in just a few steps made her feel a little dazed.

When Fennie saw her coming out, she immediately put down the movement of sucking Chen Mai and stood up: "I woke up, I made tangerine tea on the table. Have you drunk it?"

Xiang Xinci watched the sunset shine on her body, and the yard was clean and neat, and there were usurped wheat grains under her feet. She stood in the wheat grains as clear and warm as she stood in the wheat grains: "Yeah." She sat directly on the threshold.

My mother Fen subconsciously wanted to say that the pregnant woman could not sit on the threshold, so she saw Aunt Zhuang bringing a heavy chair over with soft cushions on the chair.
Chapter completed!