Wonderful Puppet

Zhen Miao was sitting next to Zhen Yan, burying her head and eating happily, without even looking here.

Jiang Chen retracted his gaze, reached out and took a bowl of pink noodles, which happened to be the color of Zhen Miao's dress today.

"Cousin Chen, when did you learn to strike first?" Zhen Huan teased.

After Jiang Chen watched Zhen Miao take the noodles, it was a completely subconscious action. When Zhen Huan said this, he was immediately embarrassed.

Fortunately, the maid who served the noodles said, "This is specially made by the fourth girls in my family for the second girl. Our cooks probably don't know how to make them. But this noodles have an elegant name called Rainbow Noodles."

The other maid was obviously more playful and smiled: "So it's right for Young Master Jiang to start with the strongest. Each color of the noodles has different tastes, but one person can only choose two colors."

Everyone laughed.

Han Qingyu glanced at Zhen Miao.

This fourth sister-in-law seems to be a little different from what Aning said.

The meal was festive and lively, because Zhen Miao's rainbow noodles made it even more interesting. Even the old man who talked about Agui all day ate an extra bowl. He looked much better, nonsense. Also less, the old lady was secretly satisfied.

Or let the fourth girl make rainbow noodles for the old bastard every day.

Thinking of the old uncle, the old lady has a toothache.

After so many years with such a nonsense master, she said that the relationship between husband and wife is not much, she only hopes for a happy family, the uncle's house will not fall, and the children and grandchildren will have a good way out.

Looking at Zhen Yan with a shy face, there are several granddaughters who look like flower bones.The old lady nodded in relief.

One day passed like that.

Prince Jian'an held on for a few days, and finally found an opportunity to send a letter to the sixth prince.

The sixth prince looked at the contents of the letter, his long and narrow eyes narrowed into a smile, and there was a little bit of light in his eyes, which was indescribably splendid.

"Master, Prince Jian'an's people are still waiting for you to answer, you see—"

"Bring a pen and ink." The Sixth Prince smiled brightly.

The timid and peaceful appearance of the woman appeared in his mind, but it was a sneer.

I really don't know what it is, it's her.Or build the Anbo Mansion, thinking that he, a prince, would allow an evil seed with an unknown bloodline to be born?

There is only one young girl... Hehe, do you really think he is crazy about his son?

Even if she has already entered the mansion, he can't even want this child!

His eldest son may not be born by Zhengfei, but he must not crawl out of the stomach of a woman who has no matchmaking!

The servant took the letter written by the sixth prince.Go out and hand it to the waiting person: "This is our master's answer."

Saying that, he stuffed an ingot: "This is what our master rewarded you."

The waiting servant was overjoyed, thanked him again and again, and went back to Jian'anbo Mansion to see the prince Zhen Jianwen directly.

"The Sixth Prince replied?" Zhen Jianwen was overjoyed when he saw the little servant's happy brows.

The little servant nodded again and again: "Go back, and rewarded a small ingot."

Although he didn't know what letter the prince passed on, but since the other party gave a reply.Also gave a reward, it seems that this errand was done well.

Zhen Jianwen also thinks so.When I opened the letter, I almost thought I had read it wrong.

It clearly states that the child will not be kept and will be brought into the house two months later.

Zhen Jianwen shook his hand and the letter fell to the ground.

how can that be!

The boy hurriedly leaned over to pick it up.

Zhen Jianwen raised his foot and kicked the little servant over: "Who asked you to touch it, get out!"

When the little servant was crawling out, Zhen Jianwen became more and more irritable.He lifted his foot and went to Mrs. Jiang's place.

"The prince is not in the yamen today?" Mrs Jiang asked knowingly.

Zhen Jianwen endured and endured, but still handed the letter to Jiang: "Jiang. Look, this is the sixth prince's reply."

Jiang Shi took a look and felt happy.

In the end is the prince!

Zhen Jianwen still couldn't accept this fact: "Since the sixth prince asked Jing'er regardless of custom, how could he, how could he—"

Jiang Shi sneered in his heart.

Does the prince think that his precious daughter is so charming that the prince is fascinated by it?

Disregarding customary etiquette, it may be uncontrollable, and there is a greater possibility - don't give up for nothing, don't you?

If it is the latter, why would the sixth prince want this child?

Do you really think it's a baby gold bump?

Jiang Shi didn't understand that the prince looked shrewd on weekdays.

Jiang Shi, who had long expected this result, smiled silently.

"Then Mrs. Yi, what should I do with this matter?"

"Prince, are you confused? Naturally, this is what the sixth prince said, and our uncle did it, or is there any other choice?" Jiang Shi finally said this sentence happily.

A prostitute, also wants to step on her daughter's head?

Ha ha.

Zhen Jianwen finally recognized the fact: "Then ask Mrs. to take care of this."

Jiang Shi shook his head: "Sir, if this is done by a concubine, Jing'er will probably hate me for the rest of her life."

Zhen Jianwen was silent for a while, and said, "Then let me arrange it."

Xie Yan Pavilion.

Zhen Jing leaned on the couch, counting the days.

It has been several days since Zhen Yan returned home, and it stands to reason that the time has come.

After a while, Lan Xiang came in: "Girl, Mammy Lin invites you to Minghua Garden."

Zhen Jing smiled: "I'll come after I clean up."

"Girl, the maid will serve you." Lan Xiang neatly packed Zhen Jing and helped her out.

Zhen Jing laughed when she passed by the standing mama Liu: "These days, I have worked hard for Liu mama, and I will remember Liu mama's hard work in the future."

"I don't dare to worry about the third girl." Mama Liu said respectfully.

Zhen Jing only felt a sigh of relief and left Xie Yan Pavilion without looking back.

Now that the sweet-scented osmanthus is blooming just right, Zhen Miao plans to pick some to make sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and is playing sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden with two girls.

"Hey, A Luan, don't hit the low-lying ones, this sweet-scented osmanthus. It is delicious only if you pick the ones from the high places facing the sun." Zhen Miao called out to A Luan, and took a small bamboo pole to put her feet on the top of the tree, but it was enough. No.

"Girl, look at me!" Qing Ge threw the bamboo pole, took a step forward, and shook the tree trunk with both hands.

The sweet-scented osmanthus rustled down, leaving the three of them with faces all over their heads.

"Girl, look, it's a lot!"

Zhen Miao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Qingge. Stop it for me. You shake like this. Although the sweet-scented osmanthus has been shaken down, how can you tell which ones are on the top of the tree and which ones are lower?"

"Oh, I forgot." Qing Ge scratched his head embarrassedly.

Zhen Miao looked up at Osmanthus and sighed.

She promised to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake for the old lady.But when it comes to food-related things, I feel a little compulsive. If I can't make the taste with inferior sweet-scented osmanthus, I prefer not to do it well.

Zhen Miao glanced around.

no one!

"Aluan, is there a ladder?"

Ah Luan looked up and shook his head: "There is no place for the ladder to lean against."

"Then—can you climb trees?"

Aluan shook his head strangely.

"Qing Pigeon, how about you?"

Qing Ge looked ashamed: "Girl. The maid can only shake trees."

Zhen Miao showed a meaningful smile.

A Luan's heart sank when he saw it, and he said first, "Girl. Don't you want to climb a tree?"

Seeing A Luan's expression that if you dare to climb a tree, I will die for you, Zhen Miao touched her nose: "How can you, your girl is gentle and virtuous, how can you do such a thing as climbing a tree!"

I regret taking the maid out...

Light laughter came.

Zhen Miao turned around and saw Zhen Huan, Jiang Chen, and the newly arrived fourth cousin, Wen Moyan, standing not far away, with Zhen Bing, Zhen Yu and sisters Wen Yahan standing beside them.

"Big brother. Didn't you guys go out to buy chrysanthemums together today?"

As soon as Zhen Yan's marriage is over, the days will soon come to the end of August.Seeing that the Double Ninth Festival is coming.

Before the Double Ninth Festival, young men and women buy chrysanthemums to raise, and it is an elegant thing to put them out on the Double Ninth Day to appreciate them together.

Early in the morning, Zhen Huan led his brothers and sisters out of the house, but Zhen Miao did not go.

"Fourth sister, it turns out that you are dead or alive, you are running here to destroy flowers." Zhen Huan smiled strangely, obviously thinking of Zhen Miao's fall from the tree.

Zhen Miao's face was calm: "I know that I am good at destroying flowers, so I don't buy chrysanthemums. This sweet-scented osmanthus is not called destroying flowers. It's called good beginnings and good endings."

"Absurd!" Zhen Huan pouted.

"Cousin wants the sweet-scented osmanthus on the top of the tree?" Wen Moyan asked.

"Yeah." Zhen Miao nodded.

Wen Moyan came over: "cousin gave me the pocket, I'll try it."

Taking the pocket that Zhen Miao handed over, Wen Moyan rolled up his sleeves and trousers and climbed up the tree neatly while everyone was stunned.

Zhen Miao was not surprised.

I remember going to my grandfather's house when I was a child, and I saw this cousin climbing a tree.

That time he was discovered by the second uncle, and he was beaten badly.

"Cousin, is it okay here?" Wen Moyan stepped on the tree and looked down with a smile. The sun was shining on his face, and it looked a little transparent.

"Yes, fourth cousin, be careful-" Zhen Miao urged.

Jiang Chen pursed his lips and walked over.

Seeing him roll up his sleeves, Zhen Miao wondered, "Cousin Jiang, what are you doing?"

"Climbing a tree." Jiang Chen didn't dare to look into Zhen Miao's eyes, and insisted, "I will too."

Well, he lied.

If I had known that I didn’t read so many books, it shouldn’t be difficult to climb a tree or something, right?

Jiang Chen's expression was light and calm, but he was extremely nervous in his heart.

Which leg should be stretched first?

"Cousin Jiang, no need." Zhen Miao didn't know Jiang Chen's entanglement, but to tell the truth, "I think this tree may not be able to hold two people."

Jiang Chen...

After picking enough sweet-scented osmanthus, Wen Moyan got down from the tree neatly and handed the pocket to Zhen Miao.

Zhen Miao thanked: "Fourth cousin, when the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is ready, I will send it to you."

"Cough cough." Zhen Huan coughed.

Zhen Miao hurriedly said, "Fourth cousin picked so much, I'm afraid everyone will have to endure it."

Zhen Yu pouted, just as she was about to laugh, she wanted to eat, but she was stunned, her eyes looking straight ahead.

Everyone noticed her abnormality and followed their eyes.

I saw a slender woman wearing a real red cloak standing not far away, looking at this side quietly, with a nanny next to her.

It was Zhen Jing, whom she hadn't seen for a long time!

"How could it be Third Sister!" Zhen Yu said incredulously.

For a while, no one said a word.

Zhen Jing Shi Shiran came over. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

ps: Weakly begging for pink, go to bed, good night, children's shoes.