When Fennie heard the movement, she turned to look over.

Xiang Xinci lowered her head, and a butterfly love flower flowed out from her fingers, casually and casually but relaxed. Several songs were obviously not on the tune, but they made people feel refreshed and refreshed.

Fennie was surprised and shocked her talent in piano skills. At that time, she was already a top student, but she didn't expect that she would follow her.

Or rather, Fennie never thought that she would be like herself, especially after seeing her, she didn't dare to think about it, but she really looked like herself.

Xiang Xinci noticed her gaze and asked casually: "How is it?"

Fennie looked at her, covered her thoughts, lowered her head and mixed food: "What do you think?" The artistic conception is long and the fingering is scattered, but she is really talented.

Xiang Xinci was rarely a little proud. He was so disdainful of showing off his usual things, and today he showed off: "I think it's good."

Fennie smiled and did not look up: "Okay, the sound of immortality on earth."

“That’s.”

Xiang Xinci twirled the strings of the piano and talked about the interesting things he had when he was a child, and the pianos he had: "...Xiang Zhuyuan was stupid and the sandalwood heavy piano was not about the sound of the piano. He had to use it to break the formation song. It would be impossible not to play it, so he played it for me, and then..."

As Fen's mother listened, she took out the dried mushrooms after feeding the chicken and spread them a little bit, and there was no sound of her raving in the middle.

Although the frequency of the appearance of His Royal Highness of the Duke's Mansion shocked her, her technique was still very stable. The seventh lady of the Xiang family who was studying piano in her career is not the sister of the same generation, sister, not the wife of Xiang Wu, not the old lady of the Duke's Mansion, aunt and so on, but the prince of the Duke's Mansion.

She said it for granted and casually, as if she was not the prince who was a child who was very good at being a child, but the young man who played with her, the elder brother who stood up to speak freely and scolded the people around her.

"...so I like that kind of piano." This scream naturally didn't worry.

But Fennie was stunned for a moment, but tried her best to handle it: "Everything...like..."

"There are always preferences?"

Fen's mother thought about it and was still digesting her 'mother': "Tinglan is the same."

"The song can shake the ghosts and gods."

Fennie looked at her and saw her sitting there against her chin, exquisitely as if she was walking out of the painting. She looked at her with a straight look, without seeing her arrogant temper: "From ancient times, no one can shake ghosts and gods."

Xiang Xinci smiled, and when he thought of the royal history books, he was even more amazing.

Fennie also laughed with her. After living for so many years, she was truly happy and peaceful.

...

Xiang Xinci and Niang became familiar with each other very quickly.

The main reason is that Fennie is not a stubborn person, not to mention that the child is by his side and is willing to get close to her, she doesn't want the child to be disappointed.

Xiang Xinci is very spoiled and can feel that others spoil her, and she likes to pick on her. She became arrogant in a few days: "Your soup has all the ash in it,"

Fennie put on the bowls and chopsticks and replied naturally: "That's a treasure, it's good for your health if you eat it."

"Then why don't you eat dust?"

"You can swallow it."

Hongzhi lowered her head to eat. Yesterday she heard this beautiful lady called grandma, who was called grandma, but she didn't say it.

Xiang Xinci could only eat angrily, but actually let her eat ashes...

...

On the street where the crowds were not revealed, hawkers were busy scrambling to occupy the stalls.

The open store kept driving the vendors who dared to occupy the door.

Xiang Xinci was wearing a coarse cloth shirt, holding a bun without any accessories, and wearing a veil, sitting leisurely on the steps behind her.

Next to me, Aunt Zhuang and Fen Niang were spreading blankets and selling dry goods.

Xiang Xinci looked at Lin Wujing who had passed by twice, and pretended not to see that there were bullies on the street under the emperor's feet.

Lin Wujing was not afraid of bullies. After Aunt Qin's suggestion, he was afraid that there would be a poor scholar who entered the capital to take the exam, so he just lost money and met their wife by chance. Back then, he sold himself as a slave but looked good and had to clean up.

Aunt Zhuang is quick-witted.

Fennie took a big lotus leaf and gave it to Xinci on the steps, which is more effective than a fan.

Xiang Xinci glanced at it and pressed it on her head.

Seeing this, Fennie sighed and helped her to tidy up the big green lid, which made it look more neat and beautiful: "Hey, what does it look like."

"It's like a ruined country."

"Where to start?" So narcissistic.

"As I, I have fallen into this, isn't it useless for men to be useless, wars are everywhere, people are living in poverty, and dynasty is changing."

Fennie was speechless when she said it, but she thought about it: "It is true that in the process of changing generations, if you change generations, you will be killed."

"Personal."

"It's so pertinent, and I'm not afraid of hearing it." Fen's mother asked her to talk back less, and then made her "hat" again. She was sure that she couldn't show her baby's daughter. She continued to carry a bag of dry goods and covered the cloth with the spread.

Xiang Xinci pulled her hat down, and to be honest, she lifted it up again and looked at the little kid who was rolling on the steps like him facing each other...

The little brat grimaced at her.

Xiang Xinci held his chin and was extremely valuable.

"Your daughter-in-law has, how many months have you been?" The reason why there is no daughter who has a child at her parents' home. The aunt next door who sells meat pies sighed and pretended to give the lazy daughter-in-law: "If you just came out of the pot, let her taste it first and gain meat for the child."

Fennie politely grabbed two handfuls of mushrooms and gave them to the next door: "It's almost five months old, thank you, the big girl." After a little awkward, he still gave the meat pie to his 'daughter-in-law' like an ordinary person: "Pick it up first."

Xiang Xinci twisted his head and was very arrogant: "Shen, hot."

Fennie stuffed her hands directly: "I can kill you." She stood up and continued to work hard.

The meat cake aunt was very enthusiastic: "I often saw you setting up a stall there, but this was the first time I was so close to our cake stall. Is fate?"

Fennie nodded perfunctorily.

"Your daughter-in-law is getting older in the month, and she looks so light."

"fine."

"I tell you that it's easy to have a baby, so don't be too old."

Fenniang responded casually.

The aunt disappeared: "I look like a boy, but I see this is accurate. I have given birth to two daughters and four kids, and there are a few grandchildren, so there are nothing wrong with it."

Aunt Zhuang subconsciously looked over and wanted to discuss the child's problem. The neighbors and neighbors said this, but they immediately shrank the next moment. She discussed whether the lady's belly was a prince or a princess, and why was her face so big.

Fennie is not very enthusiastic, but she is also kind: "I would like to ask you for your good words."

The aunt immediately whispered: "Your daughter-in-law is so slutty. She doesn't help you if she sits firmly in her five-month-old baby. I'm about to give birth to a big tank."

"You are really capable."
Chapter completed!