Wonderful Puppet

The barracks were stationed in the suburbs, and the old lady sent someone to deliver the letter. After receiving the news that his mother was ill, Fourth Uncle Luo hurriedly asked for leave, and hurriedly arrived. The man arrived before noon the next day.

He hurried straight to Yi'an Hall, his face was flushed from the sun, his back was already soaked, his clothes fit his body more and more tall and straight, which made all the maids he saw along the way blush with embarrassment.

Uncle Luo didn't care about his embarrassment, he couldn't wait for the servant girl to report, so he entered the room directly, and then he was startled.

The old lady, whom he missed so much, was eating deliciously with Dalang's daughter-in-law each holding a glass bowl.

There were so many colors in the bowl, it was impossible to tell what it was eating for a while.

"Mother—" Fourth Uncle Luo cried out dumbfounded.

The old lady was also a little dissatisfied, she put down the glass bowl reluctantly, and scolded: "Fourth, you are such an adult, you just broke in no matter what!"

Don't give people a chance to hide things at all!

Fourth Uncle Luo opened his mouth, but was speechless.

He thought that the old lady didn't know what the illness would look like at this moment, and she was so anxious, how could she care about these things. It can be seen that the old lady was full of rosy face, full of energy, and there was a big daughter-in-law here, which felt abrupt.

After a while, I finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Mom, you're pretty quick..."

As a son, he naturally dare not blame his mother for pretending to be sick.

Zhen Miao has been acting as the background board, almost burst out laughing when she heard the words, she quickly pressed her lips together and lowered her head.

The old lady cleared her throat and said, "Actually, I'm fine. It's Yuyuan—"

As soon as she uttered these two words, Fourth Uncle Luo's expression changed, and he interrupted urgently: "Is something wrong with the Qi family?"

The old lady didn't answer right away, she just looked at Fourth Uncle Luo with a sullen face.

Uncle Luo's complexion was even worse, he turned around and ran out. Because he moved too fast and he was tall, he bumped into the door frame all at once.

The door frame trembled, and everyone in the room was stunned.Uncle Luo has already run away.

The old lady looked at the door frame anxiously, and complained: "You bastard, you are in a hurry."

Zhen Miao raised the corners of her lips and smiled secretly.

The old lady glanced at her and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhen Miao raised her face and said, "Grandmother, Fourth Uncle is in a hurry, because you scared me."

The old lady sent a letter saying that she was ill.When they met, they found that nothing was wrong, and when Yuyuan was mentioned, Fourth Uncle Luo would naturally think that something happened to the Qi family, and it was not a small matter. Otherwise, could the old lady call him sick and let him come back?

"Just let him hurry up." The old lady said with drooping eyelids.

Zhen Miao raised her eyes and looked at the old lady's wrinkled eyelids.I don't know why, but it looks cuter and cuter.

Unexpectedly, the old lady changed the subject: "Da Lang's wife. Da Lang didn't come back last night?"

"Ah."

The old lady grimaced: "Go, send someone to deliver a letter to him, saying that I am sick."

"What?" Zhen Miao looked in disbelief, this old lady, pretending to be sick and also addicted?

"Go quickly and listen to grandma." The old lady was very upset.

That bastard Dalang didn't come back last night.She wasted the genius doctor and the stewed black-bone chicken with velvet antler that she had carefully prepared!

Zhen Miao hesitated: "Grandmother, Da Lang is busy with work—"

The old lady was not happy: "Busy business. Grandma is sick and won't come back?"

Zhen Miao almost knelt down to the lively old lady.

The old lady sighed: "That silly boy, what are you busy with every day, Dalang's daughter-in-law, listen to grandma, go."

Zhen Miao was not serious, seeing the old lady insisted on this, she nodded and got up to leave.

The old lady withdrew her gaze from staring at her back, and sighed to Nanny Yang who was standing beside her: "Daughter-in-law, don't you think I'm an old woman who is messing around?"

"No, grandma is an open-minded person."

The old lady smiled, and sighed after a long time: "Maybe I am really old, I would rather see my children and grandchildren live together with Lele, because of fame and status, I even spend less time with my family , and what you can get in the end, you can see by just looking at the old Duke and my short-lived eldest son."

She doesn't want icing on the cake, she just wants to be safe and smooth, and Dalang always feels like a well to her, the kind of well that looks calm on the surface but may boil inside.

Zhen Miao ordered Qing Ge to find Pinellia to deliver a letter to Luo Tianzheng, while she walked back slowly along the Chaoshou veranda, and happened to catch a glimpse of a big red and light white rose beside the rockery, which was in full bloom, and her heart moved, if The prince is back, and it is not bad to make a rose mung bean porridge at night.

Thinking of this, she walked over.

There was soft green grass under her feet, Zhen Miao walked over and picked only the most blooming roses to pick, she walked to the depths without knowing it, and buried her whole body in the flowers.

At this time, the sun was in full bloom, and although she was hiding in the flowers, it was a bit shady, but the strong fragrance of flowers made people feel uncomfortable, so she wanted to leave.

At this moment, light footsteps were heard suddenly.

Zhen Miao subconsciously stopped, feeling a little puzzled.

At this time, who would come here? Could there be someone who is as greedy as her?

Just as he was wondering, a clear voice sounded like a spring in summer: "Why are you here?"

Zhen Miao was stunned.

She was very impressed with this voice, it was Yan Niang's voice.

Although she didn't meet Yanniang much, she was really a beauty who was one in a million, and her voice was even more unique, not unusually sweet, but like a breeze blowing on her face.

"The Imperial College is closed today. I heard that there was a false alarm yesterday, and I was a little worried about you."

The sound sounded like a thunderbolt, almost knocking Zhen Miao unconscious.

Man, the person talking to Yan Niang is a man!The voice sounded young, but it was vaguely familiar, obviously not the second uncle!

She covered her mouth, but couldn't help it anymore, and quietly opened a slit to take a look.

Seeing the man's face clearly, Zhen Miao hesitated for a moment, and then recognized that it was Erlang!

Although Sanlang and Erlang are similar in appearance, they are still in the barracks, and their temperaments are very different.As long as you distinguish carefully, it is not difficult to distinguish.

Yan Niang turned her back to Zhen Miao, she couldn't see her expression clearly, she only heard her say: "I told you, don't come to me again."

Erlang's face was a bit ugly, but Zhen Miao's voice was gentle and gentle, which Zhen Miao had never heard before: "Are you still annoyed that I have borrowed the identity of Saburo?"

Hearing what he said, Zhen Miao was completely stunned.

That day Master Luo beat Saburo, she happened to be watching, and heard what the second uncle and his wife meant.It was Sanlang who had some thoughts on Yan Niang. Although she felt that Sanlang seemed to have suffered a great grievance, she couldn't help thinking about it these days, but she never expected that there would be such twists and turns and... embarrassment!

She almost couldn't hide her disdainful glance at Erlang.

How did such a strange creature come into being?

After all, he followed his father.To be with his mother or not, what a vexing question!

"That day, I just made a joke on a whim, but I didn't expect that I couldn't let you go. I was afraid that you would blame me for the original joke, so I never found a chance to mention it. If you are angry, then I will go to my father to plead guilty and let him But if you just ignore me, you can't." Erlang said it tenderly, and he was sure that Yanniang would forgive him.

He's not that silly third brother, this woman, even if you do something real for her, you still can't resist saying sweet words to her.He couldn't be more happy to say this to the woman he admired.

"Anyway. I'm pregnant now, let's forget about it. Otherwise, if the master finds out, neither you nor I will be able to please you." Yan Niang's voice was calm and unwavering.

What Erlang loves is her innocence, even if it is a low-status Tongfang who has already given her body to him, but as long as he puts on his clothes, he will always have that unearthly appearance, which is even more heart-scratching. He really wanted to break her appearance, and when he watched her tactfully and happily under him, the extreme contrast between the front and the back really gave him an indescribable pleasure.

Erlang grabbed Yanniang's hand and said with a sneer, "This child is mine, right? Even if you want to leave it with me, how can he forget it?"

Zhen Miao was stunned by the news and couldn't help but gasp.

Although the voice was soft, Erlang seemed to be aware of it, and glanced in this direction.

Zhen Miao tightly covered her mouth, her nervous heart beating violently.

Erlang withdrew his gaze and looked at Yanniang again: "Stop making trouble, I will find a way to make you follow me, just wait a moment."

"Wait?"

"Yes, wait until after my spring next year."

After that there was a long silence, and then Yan Niang said: "Then I will go back first."

She didn't agree directly, but with her temperament, this was her acquiescence, and Erlang smiled and watched Yanniang leave.

Seeing that Erlang also disappeared behind the rockery, Zhen Miao waited and saw that there was no movement, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out of the bush with the roses she had picked in a handkerchief.

Seeing that the sun was getting stronger, she quickened her pace, and when she turned around the corner of the rockery, she suddenly stretched out a hand. Because it was so sudden, she had no time to react and was dragged into the rockery cave.

The familiar voice sounded, with a bit of indifference, no longer the tenderness and sweetness when facing Yan Niang: "I wonder who is eavesdropping, it turns out to be sister-in-law!"

Seeing that it was Erlang, Zhen Miao calmed down and looked at him coldly.

"Sister-in-law is happy to hear that?" Erlang leaned over, and the distance between the two instantly shortened.

Zhen Miao faintly vomited in her heart, but kept her expression on her face, and waited for Erlang to let go of his hand covering her mouth, before she said calmly, "Unhappy, disgusting."

Erlang was taken aback by her bluntness, then sneered: "Then, is sister-in-law planning to tell elder brother about this?"

This is of course, Zhen Miao rolled her eyes, but pursed her lips and remained silent.

Erlang looked ruthless, and said softly: "Sister-in-law, if you died in this fake cave today, who would know who the murderer is?"

"Yan Niang will know."

Zhen Miao's answer was out of Erlang's reaction, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "She might guess, but she won't say it."

Seeing that Zhen Miao was silent, he smiled and said: "Actually, I don't want to hurt sister-in-law, as long as sister-in-law doesn't say anything."

He got closer, and suddenly stretched out his hand to take off the sachet tied around Zhen Miao's waist, and said with a smile, "I can't trust my sister-in-law, let my younger brother keep this sachet for you—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his lower body, and couldn't help but fell to the ground and groaned.

Zhen Miao was very satisfied with the kick she had been brewing for a long time, she bent down to pick up the sachet, and said with a sneer, "Do you know how pigs die? They're too long-winded!"

Still not relieved after speaking, he raised his foot and stepped on Erlang's face, and then Shi Shi ran away. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come) <The God of Wealth Jar that children's shoes donated years ago has paid off another debt.I am very grateful to the children's shoes who voted for pink. I was shocked by the increase of so much pink. I hope I can keep it for the last hour, otherwise I will faint in the toilet.

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