The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 433: In Broad Daylight (3)
"Damn it, that's the lifeblood of our palace, bring it to you!" Lian Wang held Tian Bao in his hands, and pushed the nanny hard.

It dangled back and forth, like seasickness, and the milk that Tian Bao had just eaten spit out again.Seeing Lian Wang's ferocious old face in Qingling's eyes, she was so frightened that she burst into tears, turning her head to find her mother.

The nanny couldn't bear to watch, fearing that the child would be hurt, she loosened her strength slightly, and Lian Wang got away and carried him away.

"Hurry up, hurry up." The two masters and servants ran towards their own carriage with their skinny legs, urging the coachman to get on the road quickly.

The nanny was so anxious that she burst into tears, she yelled at the door of the shop: "A Tan, A Tan! Come on, grab the child—"

A Tan came out after hearing the sound, and saw that the young lady and the young master were surrounded by two strange old men, their bodies could not be seen, only two pairs of short legs were left kicking around, and the diapers fell on the floor, crying loudly .

Turning her head quickly, she said to Xiuhe: "Oh, young mistress is bad, someone is robbing the child!"

Xiuhe was holding the flower roll to pay the money, when she heard this, she felt her chest tightened, and hurried out to read it.

Seeing a luxurious carriage over there, a thin old man as tall as a bamboo pole was hiding in the carriage with his back hooked, holding his two children in his hands, and grinning.The two siblings cried and stretched out their little hands to hit him. Instead of getting angry, he grabbed him and kissed him.

Almost unable to get up in one breath, he quickly put the flower roll into A Tan's arms, and rushed up to block it after a few steps: "Stop, in broad daylight, what are you doing?!"

The cloak fell off, I don't know if it was because the wind was a little cold, or because I was too angry, my teeth were chattering slightly.Standing in front of the carriage, her fair face was obscured by her loose hair, her eyes were clear and angry, like the beauty and beauty of that opera singer back then.

Tsk, even the voice is so nice.

The coachman did not dare to run over and stopped in a dilemma.Old Deshou had no choice but to look at Xiuhe and said: "It's really passed down from the same mother's womb, even the eyes are so similar...you ask who I am? I am your own grandfather. You are willing to admit that you have betrayed me Your grandpa won’t admit that your little bastard is a father? What kind of reason.”

(End of this chapter)