The first pet of the famous family: the return of a thousand gold

Chapter 239 Family Heirloom

"There is a situation! I have to think of a good name for my little cousin."

Jiang Sesu smiled, picked up the empty bowl and left, walking slowly, talking to herself very loudly.

"Should I be called Aotian? Or Liangchen? It doesn't seem to be domineering enough. No, I have to think about it."

Jiang Sepi ran away, leaving behind those who were stunned.

Fortunately, Aunt Wang had enough experience, she was the first to regain her senses, removed the fishy crab roe bun, and hurriedly urged Nanjing Yang to take Nanjing Sang to the hospital for examination.

"Notify Ouyang's family."

Aunt Wang happily prepared slightly sour lemonade, rinsed Nanjing Sang's mouth, and did not forget to remind Nanjing Yang, who was standing beside the phone like a mountain.

"And the Bai family, don't forget."

Nanjing Yang nodded and looked over, hung up the phone after saying a few words, and dialed again.

There are not many people in the older generation of the Nan family, and the most promising one is the old man Nan Guangyao who abandoned literature and went to martial arts. With his relatives, they have also slowly improved.

It's just that it's not good to gather together in the imperial capital, it's too eye-catching, so the relatives of the Nan family scattered to all over the country, there are many soldiers who serve as soldiers, businessmen who do business, and farmers who go to work.

The relatives are all the closer they are as they move around, Nan Guangyao and Bai Wanqing passed away, Nanjing Yang was too busy, Nanjing Sang was married for a few years, and lost a baby, and later took over the Aijia Group, it was no easier than Nanjing Yang;
In addition, Jiang Sesur, who is a popular idol, is not often at home. The Nan family in the imperial capital is getting more and more deserted. Usually, it is mostly Aunt Wang and Uncle Zhong who are looking after the house.

The relatives understood the situation and didn't make any fuss about it. The etiquette that should be on the New Year's Day is not bad, and it's over. The affection is still there, but it's really thin.

Now Jingsang is pregnant again. For such a big happy event, Nan's family has no elders to take care of her, so basically she can only rely on her husband's family.

That's not too bad.If Nanjing Yang got married, it would be a headache if there were no close relatives and elders to talk about it.

According to Nan Jingyang's nature of taking the army as his home, I'm afraid he will keep everything simple and follow the routine of the army.

But now the horoscope has not been written yet.

Jiang Sesur opened the bookcase, and found the notes she and her grandma made together when Nanjing Sanghuai Ouyang Zhixuan was in the past, and carefully wiped the invisible dust on the cover with a soft buckskin cloth.

The notebook was not made of the plastic cover that was popular at the time, but a fabric cover that Bai Wanqing took with her granddaughter to make by hand.

On the dark blue gold velvet cloth, a crescent moon is embroidered with gold thread, and a cute baby like an angel is sleeping in the moon.

The little baby has long eyelashes, the corners of the mouth are turned up, and the small arms holding the moon are like lotus joints, with a row of fleshy dimples on the back of the hands.

A few bright stars are dotted around, and the white clouds are like cotton candy. The whole picture is not only the vastness of the night sky, but also full of childishness, which makes people smile.

Jiang Sesu gently stroked the uneven cover, and vivid memories came to mind.

She drew the design draft, and took it to present to grandma, boasting plausibly about how excellent the design is, and grandma must praise her a few words, and it should be printed on cultural shirts, and the whole family wears parent-child clothes.

Bai Wanqing quarreled with her little granddaughter, but she refused to do so, making the little guy who would not admit defeat anxious, no matter what happened, she racked her brains to act coquettishly, and vowed not to give up until she achieved her goal.

Looking back, she was really revealing her secrets all the time.

That is to say, grandparents are tolerant, don't pursue so many unreasonable things about her, and only care about her health and growth.

Teaching her to learn a skill is secondary, and more importantly, nurturing her temperament subtly and making her a happy and positive person.

Jiang Sesur fondled the bright and timeless cover with nostalgia, like the smiling faces of grandparents who never faded in memory.

She sighed softly, and once again recalled the scene when grandma bored her for two days, and suddenly showed such a scene.

Jiang Sesu gently held the notebook on her chest, the surprise and touch at that time were so profound, I can vividly remember it!

She chirped and made noise like a little sparrow outside. Grandma took her by the hand, cut out the embroidery pattern one by one, sewed it into a cover of suitable size, and put it on the bare notebook core.

Then, the grandparents and grandchildren went to the Xinhua Bookstore together, brought back a large number of books on pregnant women and parenting, discussed and synthesized each other, sorted them out one by one, and recorded them in the notebook.

Jiang Sesur opened the title page, and grandma's beautiful and elegant handwriting came into view: Welcome, dear child, grow up healthily with your mother, and experience the wonderful world of mortals!

Below are the seals of both parties.

The big one belongs to grandma, and the small one belongs to her.

At that time, she was still young, her hands were weak, and she couldn't learn seal carving well, so her grandmother taught her to carve radishes.

It's a pity that although the material of radishes is soft, seal carving is a delicate job. Even if she has the concentration of an adult and the flexibility developed by practicing hidden weapons, she still can't master the carving knife proficiently, and many radishes are broken.

At that time, there was a radish feast at home, shredded radish in cold sauce, shredded radish meatballs, stewed pork ribs with radish, yam radish soup, dried pickled radish...

Jiang Sesur burped for no reason, and the taste of radish seemed to grow out of thin air in his mouth.

She smiled and sighed again, silently looking at the round seal dipped in pure blue pen ink.

The chubby dolphin jumped up, with a small wave under its body.

That's right, this is the seal that she came up with in a flash of desperation, and it's nicknamed the "Broad Sea with Fish Leaping" seal.

Of course, there are several breaks in the imperfect engraving, and the proportions are good, but the force is not uniform, and the depth is different, so there are differences in dipping the ink, and the printing is very rough.

At that time, she still knew how to lose face, and wanted to tear up the title page and start over, but was stopped by her grandma: no regrets.

No regrets.

How can there be regret medicine in this world?

Jiang Sesur's eyes were astringent, and he stroked the immature and rough seal with his fingertips, feeling very grateful.

Fortunately, it stayed and reminded her of those special and warm memories.

Grandma has been with her all the time, she should be content.

Jiang Sesu took a deep breath, moved out several large notebooks, re-locked the rosewood box, and went downstairs with the heavy notebook.

These are the kindness of grandma to her daughter and grandson. They should not be locked in a box and dusty, but should be passed on.

Man, as long as he is remembered, he is not completely dead.

After a while of delay, there was no one downstairs.

Aunt Wang is busy in the kitchen, beaming and full of energy.

"Your father sent your little aunt to the hospital for an examination, and then went back to their Ouyang's house. I'll make some appetizing dishes and send them to your little aunt. She has been used to my cooking since she was a child, so as not to be embarrassed and lose her appetite .”

Jiang Sesu listened with a smile and didn't make trouble.

Aunt Wang caught sight of the book she was holding in her arms, and was slightly taken aback before remembering what it was, and tears welled up in her bright eyes.

"Do you still keep these? Look for it quickly. Madam memorized a lot of recipes and recipes, which were very useful. My brain is not working well, and I can't remember it for a while. With this reminder, it will definitely save your little aunt's birth." Take good care of yourself."

She raised her cuff and wiped her eyes, her smile was full of nostalgia.

"Look at me, people love to nag when they are old."

Aunt Wang carefully looked at Jiang Sesur's expression, and she was relieved when she saw her calm expression and a smile on her mouth.

"This is a good thing that can be used as a family heirloom. When you have it in the future, I will serve you as it is."

(End of this chapter)