Zongling Biography

Chapter 35 Gifts
After hearing this, Qing Yuan felt pain in his heart. He has always understood the indifference of big houses and courtyards. Although the family members live in a large courtyard on weekdays, they seldom see each other, and always feel that they lack the warmth of an ordinary family.

He has lived here for so long, and he didn't feel so indifferent. It was a little different from what he imagined. The Ji family was very kind, and they were very close, whether they were family members or servants.

He once thought that he would feel dependent on others when he came here, but it didn't. They all treated him like their own child.

He gradually fell in love with this place, not only can he learn things, but also there are so many people who are kind to him, and there is Sijiu who always follows him sweetly calling Brother Qingyuan.

However, when this ugly incident was lifted, he felt his hands and feet were cold. After all, he thought simply...

How could my mother have the heart to treat her child like this?That is the little princess held in the palm of everyone's hands! ! !
The old lady told the dumb girl: "I don't blame you for this matter, get up! Wipe the tears off your face, and you should be more careful when you come over and see it later!"

The dumb girl was still sobbing and got up, stood aside, pursed her lips and stopped talking.

When Sijiu was brought back by Aunt Chunman again, she trotted into the arms of the old lady, "Grandma, Sijiu doesn't stink anymore! You can smell the fragrance of Aunt Chunman's washing."

The old lady acted as if nothing had happened, her eyes changed to loving eyes, and she hugged Sijiu onto the arhat bed, "Grandma, smell it, yo! It seems that it doesn't stink so much!"

Sijiu knew that grandma was deliberately teasing her, so she laughed along with her.

The old lady found that her little granddaughter was a little different. She pretended to be stupid and laughed along with her to coax herself, but there was no sense of joy in her eyes.

The old lady asked: "What delicious food did you eat at your grandma's house this time?"

Sijiu pretended to think about it seriously, "Medicine and Food Soup! After my mother and I learn those herbs, I will make them for grandma too. It's not bitter at all!"

The old lady frowned in displeasure, put her arms around Sijiu and said, "Let's not learn that thing, you still have a lot to learn, you don't have to touch medicine."

"But Auntie said that knowing medicine can save a lot of people. Didn't grandma and grandpa always say to be a good person?"

The old lady sighed, "It's good to plant kind thoughts in your heart, and you will understand when you grow up!"

Sijiu nodded obediently, flung herself into the arms of the old lady, acting coquettishly and foolishly.

The old lady stroked her soft hair and felt uncomfortable. Aunt Chunman had not looked good since entering the room, and she stood aside with a dark face.

Qingyuan hurriedly went to the kitchen to tell him that he would cook Sijiu's favorite food at night. The old lady nodded in satisfaction seeing that the child was so careful.

Neither Ji Heng nor Zhuhua attended the dinner, and Mr. Ji didn't know what happened, so he was completely kept in the dark.

He hadn't seen his granddaughter for such a long time, so he naturally thought hard. He sat on his lap with Sijiu in his arms, and asked mysteriously, "Guess what gift grandpa prepared for you?"

Sijiu didn't feel excited, so he pouted and said, "Could it be another stupid bird or something? I don't like that stupid bird of grandpa."

Mr. Ji laughed out loud after hearing this, and he didn't mean to be angry at all. He pampered Sijiu's forehead with his finger, "You villain, grandpa built a school at the foot of the mountain, aren't you clamoring to hand it over?" friend?"

(End of this chapter)