After the first assistant's wife is reborn

"Son, Daddy had this idea a long time ago." Xia Chun stroked his neat short beard and said, "But Daddy is also in a dilemma. He is reluctant to send anyone as his father. You are all father's flesh and blood!"

"Furthermore, if one of you is passed on to your grandparents, I am afraid that you will complain and say that my father does not want your words. Instead, you will have a share and hold grudges against your father. Therefore, it is delayed again and again. "

Ding wiped away her tears, nodded, deeply convinced.

Old General Ding is his own father, how could it be impossible for her to consider these things for him?

"As my husband said, the concubine also has this concern. Today, since Yu'er said it, I am very pleased for my mother. Yu'er, you have also reached the year of weak crown this year. You are not a child anymore. If you want, you can Tell your father to invite the elders of the Ding clan to witness the adoption. At that time, your name will be listed in the Ding family tree. Otherwise, the Xia family tree will remove you. Son, have you thought about it clearly?"

"Son, think it over clearly, father, mother, my son is not a child. Don't worry, my son will never regret it in the future." Xia Siyu's eyes were red, and his voice was sonorous and forceful.

Anyway, he is not the eldest son, and when his parents are old, he will not be in charge of the house, and he will bear the burden of the whole family.

As a young child, just lie flat.

A hundred years after his father and mother, there is no need for him to take care of the funeral.

Seeing this, Xia Chun immediately set off, took gifts, and went to find the head of the Ding clan where the old father-in-law's clan was located on the outskirts of the city.

Ding Dai returned to the General's Mansion, walked into the study, and sat on the black wisteria armchair with a book in his hand, but he couldn't read it.

Thinking of what his grandson said to him last night, he couldn't remember it.

he was moved
The heartbeat is the heartbeat, but it is better to bury it in the bottom of my heart and not mention it.

Ding Dai is actually lucky. Although he only had a daughter and got married after growing up, he is not alone these years.

Almost all the grandchildren were raised by him, and his daughter and son-in-law often visit him.

Especially my son-in-law who is a literati is the most filial.

If the son-in-law is not filial, it will be in vain for the daughter to be filial.

Anyway, daughters who are married off from other families return to their natal families more frequently and are much more filial.Alas, what do I have to regret?
Forget it, I don’t want those who have or don’t.Just treat it like a child talking nonsense after drinking alcohol, don't take it seriously.

"Du Du" Following the knock on the door, came Lao Li's rough and high voice: "General, Brother Yang came over to ask whether we are eating or eating noodles for lunch today?"

Brother Yang was a cook in the army before. Once the camp was attacked by the enemy. He was stabbed in the calf, hurting the meridian of the calf. After one leg became lame, he retreated. The government continued to be his cook.

Since the general's mansion is almost full of rough men, it is simple and satisfying to cook a few dishes and then a pot of noodles.

Therefore, noodles are the staple food for lunch 20 days a month.

"Today is the second day of junior high school, so ask Mrs. Zhang to help with the cooking, and I need to prepare more dishes." Ding Dai ordered.

Since her daughter got married, the whole family will come to visit New Year every year on the second day of junior high school.

But, today he is a little uncertain.

Because, I spent the New Year at my daughter's house on the first day of the new year, and I just came back now.

Hey, why didn't you ask your daughter during breakfast today, are you still here today?

No matter whether you come or not, it is better to prepare the children's favorite dishes early.

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She went to sleep very late last night, needless to say, Xia Sichan didn't wake up until the sun was high.

After Wei Ziqian got up, he went to Songju Pavilion to do a set of punches as usual, refreshed. After taking a bath, he checked that it was still early, and then went to the study to deal with business.

The New Year's Eve is not early, and there is no need to be on duty, but there are still official duties to be dealt with.

Looking at the sun outside the window, it is estimated that the little wife has already woken up.

Put down the booklet in your hand, get up and open the door to come out.

Wei Yi hastily locked the door of the study, and followed behind to Huiyuan.

Wei Ziqian first went to the wing room and carried little Shen Rong over: "Come on, go call mother for breakfast."

When I entered the door, I happened to see Xia Sichan coming out of the bathroom. When Xiao Shenrong saw his mother, he raised his small lotus root arm and asked for a hug: "Hold, mother, hug."

"Okay, mother hug." Xia Sichan took the little guy from Wei Ziqian, hugged it in his arms, and sat down on the embroidered stool in front of the dressing table.

After Shiju came to see the ceremony, he picked up the sandalwood comb to help Xia Sichan comb her hair
Wei Ziqian sat at the long yellow rosewood case under the Linghua window, picked up this travel note when he was with his wife and children when he had nothing to do, flipped through a few pages, and from time to time raised his eyes and looked dotingly, sitting on the dressing table The mother and daughter there.

Little Shen Rong still remembered that her mother gave her a beautiful little red dot on her forehead yesterday. At this moment, her dark eyes looked at her mother in the mirror without blinking.

When Xia Sichan finished tying up her hair, she inserted a pomegranate with a red gold ruby ​​into it.

Then, it's makeup.

The little guy finally saw his mother pick up the tube of grease, and hurriedly stretched out his little fleshy hand to point at the grease excitedly: "Mother, mother, I want it with a smile."

Xia Sichan laughed and said, "What are we doing smiling?"

"Smile and smile beautifully." The little guy said in a childish voice.

With a "puchi", Xia Sichan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Shi Ju also grinned and said: "Young Mistress, the servant girl is going to help set the meal."

"okay."

Xia Sichan first helped her click a red, round dot between her eyebrows, and the little guy looked in the mirror and giggled happily.

Wei Ziqian put down the book in his hand, looked at the mother and daughter in front of him, his heart softened into a puddle of water
"Grandpa, Young Mistress, the Xia Mansion sent someone to send a message, saying that the Duke and Mistress are invited to take the children to Old General Ding's mansion for lunch." Nanny Sun came in, Fushen reported.

"Okay, got it." Wei Ziqian nodded.

Xia Sichan still didn't forget to tell her: "Nurse, tell someone to tell the messenger that I will leave after breakfast with my husband."

Last year, I was pregnant and didn't pay New Year greetings to my grandfather, so I have to go this year no matter what.

Wei Ziqian added: "Nurse Sun, go to the storeroom and pick out some gifts suitable for the elderly."

Immediately after thinking of something, he said: "I also take the jar of Dahongpao with me."

Dahongpao was rewarded by the emperor, together with Yunwu camellia, there were four pots in total.

I have already given a can to my father-in-law, and kept two cans for myself to drink.

Wei Ziqian knew that his old father-in-law didn't like drinking tea, but only drinking.

Originally, he wanted to give him a few jars of old wine, but it was a temporary decision to give him tea. Otherwise, his can of Yunwu camellia would definitely not be opened, and he would keep it for his old man.

Thinking of the strong smell of Dahongpao, it would be best to sober up the old man after a meal.

"Okay, I'll go right now, old slave." Nanny Sun said her best wishes, then turned around and went to answer someone, and then went to the storeroom to pick out gifts in person.

Xia Chun: I am the youngest son of a salted fish, who has two big melons during the Chinese New Year. First of all, I want to do business, and now I want to adopt it to my grandparents.
It's really impressive!