Rebirth of the second ex-husband

Chapter 138
The third day is the most popular day for men and women. Sending flowers today has the biggest advantage. No matter whether the other party responds or not, no one will laugh at you, even if it is a toad who wants to eat swan meat.If the toad sends flowers to the swan today, others will only praise your courage, and the swan will not be sarcastic. If the swan is really so arrogant, others will only say that the swan has no grace.

In order to produce beautiful flowers, young girls get up before dawn and go to the nearby fields and gardens to pick flowers in groups, just to give the most beautiful and brightest flowers to the man they like.

Xiao Nianyou was not in a hurry to get early, and he didn't specifically tell Liang Xia or Chen Jin to wake him up early, he wanted to sleep late, but he couldn't be too uncooperative with Mrs. Xiao around.

Xiao Nianyou got up as usual, washed and dressed, used up the goodness, prepared everything under Chen Jin's implicit reminder, and walked outside with lace.

After seeing off Xiao Nianyou, Chen Jin took a deep breath and finally fulfilled the old lady's order.

Liu Yan and Ye Xinwei are not happy. Today is the favorite day for unmarried men and women and married men, but it is not the day they like for married women. If things go wrong, Xiao Nianyou fell in love with someone. One more person is needed to share her husband with them.

But they are the wives of the Xiao family, this kind of dislike can't be shown on their faces, the old master Xiao is only looking forward to the newcomer coming in and adding a great-great-grandson.

I saw Xiao Nianyou wearing an ink-colored robe with silver patterns and white borders, his eyes were as black as ink, and there was still a chic and unrestrained smile on his face. On the surface, he felt as if he was going for a walk, but there was a pot of flowers in his arms .

Xiao Nianyou stared at the road closely, walking with concentration as if he was going to complete a task, before he left Xiao's mansion, he heard a clear and clear child's voice.

"Father!" There was a clear and clear child's voice like a cheerful bird singing in the morning, accompanied by that voice a girl doll carved in powder and jade came trotting towards Xiao Nianyou.

Xiao Nianyou turned her head to look, and saw Xiao Muling standing behind her, wearing a water green dress with yellow flowers embroidered on her shoulders, and a crescent white skirt underneath, like a new leaf covered with dew in the morning, followed by Jing Yuan and Moonbow.

"Father, where are you going?" Xiao Muling smiled sweetly, looking at Xiao Nianyou holding the flowerpot and asked curiously.

"Father is going to take a walk in the street." Xiao Nianyou answered her daughter's question with a soft smile.

He didn't salute to his daughter who has the title of Princess Fengying. They are very close now, and Xiao Muling doesn't want to see the elders who are close to him salute to him, so Xiao Muling asked them to exempt some people in the mansion in private. Of course, these People definitely do not include Ye Xinwei.

Especially Princess Linghua and the Crown Prince supported Xiao Muling behind her back. The concubines and servants of the Xiao Manor did not dare to show any disrespect or slack towards Xiao Muling. Now the first daughter finally has a prominent status, how could they dare to offend her? Of course, it cannot be ruled out that there are tricks behind it, people's hearts are unpredictable.

"Then why did you bring a pot of flowers? Is it the street where the flowers were delivered?" Xiao Muling asked with her eyes wide open and her head raised.

Xiao Nianyou couldn't help shaking his head inwardly, Ling'er, a little girl, really knows everything at such a young age.

"No, father wants to send this flower to another courtyard to grow." Xiao Nianyou didn't want to lie to her.

"Then can you take me to the flower festival?" Xiao Muling looked forward to it. Yesterday, she heard a lot of descriptions about exotic flowers and plants, but unfortunately she didn't see it herself. I'm afraid she won't be able to see it today. Arrived at those superb flowers and plants.

Xiao Nianyou had nothing to say, he even suspected that Linger and the old man were in collusion, and Linger came to supervise him.

In desperation, Xiao Nianyou had no choice but to hold the flower in one hand and hold Xiao Muling's hand in the other, and said generously to Jing Yuan and Yue Hong: "It's hard to go out and catch up with this kind of flower festival. Prepare the flowers you like, see if there is a suitable person on the street, and if you like it, send the flowers out."

Jingyuan and Yuehong looked at each other, feeling faintly excited in their hearts, but they both said in unison: "I dare not!"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. If Madam asks, just say that I ordered you. You are not too young. If Fei'er knows that I have never married you, I will not feel at ease. Go, Ling'er and I will wait at the door." You guys." Xiao Nianyou said with a smile.

Jing Yuan is already 17 years old, and Lin Yuehong is also 16 years old. If the girls don't stay in college, if they stay, there will be problems. And he doesn't plan to arrange a servant for them to marry. The other maids are different because they are Lin Fei's dowry.

"Thank you, young master!" Jingyuan and Yuehong went to the garden to pick some flowers they liked, and held them in their hands.

Jingyuan's thoughts flew back to when she was a child, there was a shyness on her face, but when she thought of her identity and current situation in a blink of an eye, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, and even more uncomfortable. It was impossible for her and him to be together. It must be impossible to send it out today.

Lin Yuehong held the flower and followed Xiao Nianyou, looking at the slender figure in the back, her heart was trembling, jumping non-stop like a bunny, and there was tenderness in her eyes.

When they arrived at Flower Street, Xiao Muling looked at the girls with delicate faces and well-dressed clothes all over the street. The street was full of beautiful flowers. She opened her eyes wide, looked left and right, and happily looked at the colorful flowers. Colorful streets.

Seeing many people on the street sending flowers to each other, Xiao Muling rolled her eyes, raised her head and asked Xiao Nianyou, "Father, why do they send flowers to each other?"

Xiao Nianyou's heart was sour, he didn't want to send out the flowers, he only wanted to give them to her Fei'er, he wanted Xiao Muling to know the outside world better, and she wanted her to know the customs.

Xiao Nianyou laughed, at least he still has Linger, which is already very lucky, and said clearly: "Linger, sending flowers is a sign of liking, today is the day of sending flowers, the third day of the annual flower viewing conference It's all good days."

Xiao Nianyou forgot to tell Xiao Muling that sending flowers today is a way for men and women to express their love for each other. Maybe he felt that Xiao Muling was too young to have such an experience of entering the world so early.

After hearing this, Xiao Muling nodded thoughtfully, so it was like this, then she really wanted to send flowers to others, and the first person she wanted to send was her godmother, Princess Linghua.

Xiao Muling heard Jing Yuan talking about how brave and strong the godmother acted to save her when she was poisoned in the palace, and how much she loved her, such a petite body contained enormous power, nothing else but greatness and Holy motherly love.

Xiao Muling thought again that she had celebrated the most grand birthday since she was born. Fireworks and firecrackers, banquet gifts were all things she never dared to think about before. You must know that her birthday is her mother's memorial day.

That day, she knelt down in the ancestral hall for the first time, talking to her mother, expressing her longing.

All of this was given by Princess Linghua's godmother. In her heart, the image of Princess Linghua is almost on par with her biological mother.

(End of this chapter)