Farmer's ugly daughter-in-law comes to farm

Chapter 2089 How about I accept you as a foster daughter?

After eating, Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming went back to rest.

The servants at the house were very considerate, the bath water was prepared, and clean clothes were brought over.

Xiaoxiao has been working these days and hasn't washed much, but now she can take a good wash.

After washing comfortably, she and Yang Ming lay in the warm blanket.

"Honey, you're in danger again, I won't be willful in the future."

Hearing this, Yang Ming hugged his daughter-in-law, scraped her nose with his fingers, and said dotingly, "Fool!"

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A few days later, Mrs. Sima received a letter from Chu Lian, confirming the identities of Xiao Xiao and Yang Ming.

Mrs. Sima took her two sons to find Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming.

He saluted the two of them.

Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming were startled by such a move, but they also realized that it was probably because their identities had been verified, and Mrs. Sima felt ashamed of them.

But being able to apologize and salute to the younger generation like this shows the courage of Mrs. Sima.

"The two of you have suffered a lot for our family, Ling'er, and I am here to apologize to the two of you!"

Sima Yan and Sima Lin also saluted after him.

Hearing Mrs. Sima's apology, Xiaoxiao hurriedly helped Mrs. Sima up, "Ma'am, you are serious. Linger and I hit it off right away. This is nothing to worry about."

Mrs. Sima took Xiaoxiao's hand and said, "Ling'er is lucky to meet you."

These words come from Mrs. Sima's sincerity. If they hadn't met their husband and wife, who would have desperately come to the prime minister's mansion to deliver the letter!
Although the prime minister's mansion is not a place where people are killed, it is really difficult to meet them.

The couple knew that there were tigers in the mountain, so they went to the mountain for the sake of the people in their prime minister's mansion.

I don't know how to repay this favor.

Coupled with the favor of Ling'er's child.

No matter how powerful their prime minister's office is, they probably can't afford it.

Mrs. Sima said and pulled Xiaoxiao to sit down, "Lin'er's matter is also thanks to you, and our family banquet, thanks to your husband, you husband and wife are kind to our family, such a big kindness, we I'm afraid it's not good even if I come up with something, you child, I also like it very much. Why don't I accept you as a foster daughter? Then you and our family Ling'er can be considered sisters."

This is all Madam Sima can think of. The adopted daughter of the prime minister may not be as good as the adopted daughter of the royal family, but she is not bad.

From now on, they will be regarded as people who will be taken care of by the prime minister's office, which will only benefit them and not harm them.

In the future, if Yang Ming obtains fame in the examinations, it would be great to have the chancellor's office to take care of him in the official circle.

There is also Xiaoliufu, whose mother is the prime minister's adoptive daughter, which is also very good for him.

Xiao Xiao and Yang Ming did not expect that Mrs. Sima would say such a thing and be adopted as a foster daughter by the prime minister. If someone else was there, she would be so happy that she couldn't be herself.

But Xiaoxiao didn't want to get too close to the prime minister's mansion, and she also had selfish intentions. She was afraid that Xiao Liufu's identity would be discovered after a long time, and she was afraid that the son she raised with her own hands would be taken away.

If it wasn't for Xiao Yao, she wouldn't even be able to enter the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Thank you Madam for your kindness. For the matter of the adopted daughter, please forgive me for not agreeing. We were able to come because Sima Ling and I hit it off right away. But if we agreed to this matter, people would say that we came for the dignitaries of the Prime Minister's Mansion. If Madam really loves us, it's the same even if she doesn't accept us as foster daughters."

(End of this chapter)