The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 5
Yijun is still in a daze, he forgot to call Brother.

Mr. Xiangzi was not polite, and the younger sister who woke up after picking it up, did not forget to pinch her face twice, rubbing her fingers when she was done, and said with a sense of accomplishment: "Yes, Ah Yuan has finally grown some flesh. Come on. , call Brother, I have something good for you."

That tone is like talking to a puppy, a kitten, or an attitude like talking to a four or five-year-old child.

Yijun was dissatisfied, and called brother in a strange voice.

Only then did Zijun put down his younger sister with satisfaction, squatted down and looked at her carefully, his starry eyes were shining, his skin was tanned, and his whole person was very different from two years ago.

Aunt Luo secretly wiped away her tears and patted the dirt on the lapel for him behind her son. A woman poked her head outside the door, probably wanting to ask Zijun to take a bath and change clothes. Seeing Aunt Luo waved her hand, the woman shrank her head again. go back.

After a long time, Zijun straightened up with a smile, and said in a loud voice: "Mother, my son has stocked up some good things for you and Yuan, and I will go out of the city tomorrow to get them. There are fine silks and several kinds of beads. There are also some spices to dress up our Yuan beautifully."

While talking, he pinched his younger sister's cheeks that were so tender that water could be squeezed out.

Yijun covered his face and exclaimed, which made Zijun laugh again, and helped Aunt Luo to sit on the edge of the bed, and he also moved a chair to sit opposite, asking solemnly, "Aniang, are you okay? "

Aunt Luo wanted to laugh but couldn't, she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, her lips trembled slightly and she nodded, "Okay, there's nothing wrong with being able to eat and sleep. Ah Yuan is fine too, look at her alive and kicking now , and learned to embroider, and can do two kinds of needlework, no one praises her for being sensible."

Yi Jun nodded cooperatively.

Zijun looked at his mother and sister quietly for a long time, then grinned, "That's good."

As soon as the conversation started, Aunt Luo's nagging energy came up again, she asked a lot of questions, and then talked about the people and things in Beijing, "It is thanks to your nineteenth aunt who took care of you in the mansion over there when you went out this time, I took time to thank you People."

Aunt Luo was the seventeenth mother in the clan when she was not out of the court. At first she got along well with several clan sisters. One of the nineteenth mothers entered the palace since she was a child and served beside Princess Jing'an. Later, she followed the princess out of the palace. When he arrived at the Shang Mansion, he usually took good care of the Luo family.

Of course Zijun complied, he didn't dare to forget the kindness he received, and what Aunt Luo said later almost made him jump.

"Son, you're not young anymore, take this opportunity to make an appointment quickly. Let's go to your Aunt Feng's house tomorrow, and your sweet treats will make your aunt happy. There's a [-]% chance of that."

Aunt Luo was talking about Xing Xing, but she didn't see her son's face change at all.

Yijun on the side could see clearly, and he uttered a voice to help his elder brother: "Aniang, my cousin Feng's family and my elder brother don't get along well, and they quarrel when they meet. What's the use of Aunt Guang's agreement? How to have a good time."

Aunt Luo lowered her face, and cast her eyes sternly at the pair of children, "Your father left early, you are the only seedling in the Luo family, and you should know the reason that the heir will grow up. When your father is here, the two families will make an appointment Well, we will be married as sons and daughters, and we can't do anything that breaks our promise."

Zijun's smiling face was square, but he stood up and responded respectfully.

Yijun looked at his elder brother sympathetically, filial piety is the most important thing, it is not easy for Aunt Luo to bring up two children, Zijun seems to be heartless, but in fact he is the most filial, but marriage between close relatives always makes people feel uncomfortable.

Aunt Luo and Aunt Feng are sisters of the same mother. The Feng family is better than the Luo family. There is an uncle who is a seventh-rank official in the family. They also have a son and a daughter. They live not far from Herring Lane. Zitong Street.

Aunt Luo was angry and said something, no matter how reluctant she was, Zijun would have to leave.In the end, he was not reconciled, he rolled his eyes to delay time, and pulled out that his general did not marry a wife, and said that he was injured at home and needed to be raised at home for a few days, and finally pulled out his younger sister, who should also get married, so it is better to save the opportunity first give her.

Hearing that her son was injured, Aunt Luo wanted to check it immediately. She untied Zijun's armor and cursed in a low voice, "Your general is Lord Marquis. Why don't you do it? If he doesn't get married, you can't get married in Beijing." How many people want to send their daughters to the Shang Mansion but can't find the gate, what about you?"

"Don't talk about your sister, she will take care of herself. I want to stay for two more years." Aunt Luo stopped cursing abruptly. She saw three or four sword scars on her son's shoulders. Now she really fell Weeping, she hugged her son and sobbed softly.

Seeing Zijun's guarded appearance just now, Yijun still thought it was ridiculous, when Aunt Luo forcibly took off his upper body clothes, the scar fell into her eyes, and her eye sockets were also wet.

Zijun originally wanted to trick his mother into changing her mind, but he never wanted to be exposed. He was a little at a loss, hurriedly tied up his clothes, and coaxed: "Auntie, it's not a problem, I just scratched it lightly, and it will last two days." Just take care of it. Don't cry anymore, it will scare Ah Yuan."

(End of this chapter)