Chapter 175

The old lady, with a friendly smile, touched her granddaughter's head, and then looked at the two granddaughters sitting beside her mother: "two sisters came at once, and you have company. They are the first time to come to the capital. You must treat them well. You should spend more time together. When you are free, you can take them to some interesting places in the capital. "

Four girls Fu Bao tilted his head to look out, happily said: "as long as I like them, I will take them to play."

Fu MI, the fifth girl in the third room, only nods.

Both were only eleven years old, but they were totally different in temperament.

Fu Bao loved to laugh when he was young, and he liked to wear bright materials. His face was white and red in color, like a rose blooming in the branches. Everywhere he went, he could attract people's attention. He was lively and straightforward. He was very popular in the precious women's circle in Beijing. Fu MI was different. Maybe it was because of her early death. She didn't like to go out. She always practiced calligraphy and painting with the third lady. When Fu Bao was a child, she was forced to go out. When she got to the place, Fu Mi didn't like to talk. She sat alone with few people. Many times, Fu Bao didn't bother to invite her again, which made Fu Mi more and more lonely.

The two granddaughters were quiet, but the old lady's favorite younger generation was Shen Qing, a cousin. The old lady had two sons and a daughter, and her daughter went away a few years after she got married. Her son-in-law was young and kept her new wife for a year. The old lady was worried that her granddaughter would be bullied. She sent someone to take care of her granddaughter. She had been keeping it with her since she was five years old. She only had better food and clothing than Fu's daughter.

Talking and laughing, the little maid outside came in and picked up the curtain and said, "please, second lady, please. The old lady has been looking forward to it for a long time."

Everyone in the room looked up.

Lin, the eldest lady, unconsciously clenched the cuff.

Qiao was the first to come in. She was wearing a red phoenix hairpin and a bright, bright, orange embroidered peony. The embroidered double phoenix bright yellow tapestry hanging from her waist swayed gently, making her graceful. One can't help admiring the beauty at one glance. Looking up again, one can see her charming face in her early twenties. Her eyes are full of water and her lips are gorgeous. Then we can see that the word "beauty" is not enough to describe her beauty.

Lin's eye ground flashed a gloomy.

The old lady's shriveled lips pursed imperceptibly.

As if he hadn't seen it, Qiao quickly walked to the old lady's couch, knelt down, buried her knee and cried bitterly: "Auntie, Su Niang has finally seen you again. You don't know how much Su Niang has missed you these years. The year before last, the Xianggong was transferred to Jizhou. Piansu Niang was pregnant first and then took care of the official elder brother. Now she can come to you for filial piety. Aunt... "

Fu Rong quickly kneels down with Fu Xuan, and Fu Rong wipes his tears with a handkerchief. Fu Xuan is not as homesick as his sister and only lowers his head.

The old lady also picked up the handkerchief, nodded her eyes, patted Qiao's shoulder and said, "all right, get up quickly. It's the mother of five children. She hasn't changed at all for so many years. She's crying like a little girl, and she's not afraid to call a joke from the younger generation."

"You are not used to it yet!" Qiao stood up with tears and laughter and turned to her two daughters: "call grandmother quickly, poor child. It's only when you are so old that you can see your grandmother."

Fu Rong Fu Xuan raised his head and called out "grandmother" in unison.

The old lady laughed and told her to get up. Fu Rong was dressed in a light green embroidered orchid, and Fu Xuan was wearing a lovely peach red summer dress, standing side by side, such as peony and pink chrysanthemum. The old lady boasted one by one, and asked Fu Rong a little more: "how does she think of Dai Huadian? Is this popular in Xindu? No one in our capital is dressed like that. "

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