Chapter 320: 冉九奶奶

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A few young women next to me also came up and screamed for nine squats, and Yan Yan was calmly responded.
"Shiro, call the nine grandmother." Wan Niang took a one-year-old boy from the acolyte and teased her to call her.
Yes, this time I upgraded from my mother to my grandmother! Not only that, since Yan Yan’s last exaggeration of the child’s
heart is so cute
, he scared people, and then there were some aftereffects. When I saw the child, I was even more at a loss.
"Really, it's so cute." Yan Yan blushes and pulls out a few words. The child may have seen the expression of Yan Yan really funny, actually giggled in the face, along the maiden of Wan Niang, the milk screamed, "Grandma, Grandma..."
The child is still small, the words of the mouth can't be said, and only two words are called repeatedly.
Yan Yan’s eyes lit up and her lips had a smile, but her heart was also very clear. These people came to find her to talk, but they were only directed at Song Guogong, Xiao Yu and the heads of the family. Not necessarily able to see her origin, so do not try to hold children.
Wan Niang did not want to let the child get close to her, turned and handed the child to the acolyte.
"See the Princess of the Princess." The doorway was faintly human.
Then, it was the sound of courtesy, and the people around Yan Yan also quickly dispersed, and bowed to the princess of the city. Just now it seems to be a hot face, and there is only one person left behind.
At this moment, Yan Yan clearly realized that if the average family did not have the courage to marry a princess, whenever and wherever, the gift of the monarch and the minister would always be given priority, even though the princess of the city of Yucheng gave himself a position of "good deeds." The perfect wife of Yan Xianshu’s filial piety, but there are only a few who dare to join.
"See the Princess of the Royal Highness." Yan Yan also bowed his knees, and his heart could not help but secretly rejoice, but fortunately, Datang will not move.
"It's all family, why bother to be polite, please come on!" The princess on the face of the city was warm and sly, but his eyes were red and swollen.
Everyone has straightforward, and even more arrogant, immediately praised the city Princess is good, and filial, is the life of the model Fan Yunyun.
These are the ladies of Xiao, even if they face the princess, they will not appear humble. If they are flattering, they will also say that they are sincere and sincere, as if they are sincerely praised.
The Princess of Yucheng was sad and stunned. After all, I heard that Jiarong County was fainted because of sadness. So far, I haven’t woken up yet, but I’m embarrassed. In contrast, Yan Yan seems to be calm, but out of her. Identity and etiquette, no one has blamed, but her eyes have changed a bit.
When the evening green grabbed an opportunity, he took Yan Yan to the side and whispered: "Mother, you have to cry, the most unfortunate, you have to look depressed."
Yan Yan did not want to cry and cry, although her heart was very sorry for the death of Mrs. Xiao, but also really felt that life is easy to die, Mrs. Xiao lived so old, it is also a child, full of peace, this kind of peace, this kind Fortunately, not everyone has this kind of luck.
The evening green is anxious, watching no one around, and overwhelming the voice to the lowest: "Mother is not crying today, and some people have to mourn those days and must cry, otherwise others will do what they do."
This statement may seem ridiculous, but it is true.
Official chores and the virtues of the family are part of the overall quality of the officials. Mrs. Xiao passed away, and her daughter-in-law did not drop a tear. For the sake of filial piety, Xiao Yu did not educate her daughter-in-law. This matter can be big or small. No one deliberately finds a small thing, but if it is the opposite, this is a trivial Xiaoshi, Yushitai. The professional bombers can not figure out how many crimes, and Xiao Yu’s political opponents will be caught.
Yan Yan nodded and decided to go to the night with a little tearful medicine to solve this little thing.
It’s only a sigh of relief in the evening green, and I’m thinking about how to make the face cry when I get to the law.
The two were about to turn and leave, but they heard the soft laughter from the flowers. They thought that someone was eavesdropping and was preparing to talk. Then they heard a young girl’s voice: "Xiao Jia raised him. Then he gave him a face, and now he wants to give the old lady a filial piety and don't want to think about his identity."
Yan Yan’s heart is tight, and Liu Qingsong, who said this clearly. Liu Qingsong’s identity is not unreasonable. Mrs. Xiao valued him very much, and did not accept him as a righteous person, or let Song Guogong accept him as a righteous person. He has a official status, and he is not a slave to Xiao’s family. He really does not need to wear filial piety.
But Yan Yan knows that although Liu Qingsong is usually not crazy, but he is very affectionate and old-fashioned, otherwise he will not be able to pass through for more than ten years, and he has always used his story bridge to paralyze himself, and he will not taste it. To the familiar braised fish taste, it burst into tears.
"You whisper, don't let it go! People's official residence, you are what you can say!" Another person scorned.
Yan Yan can be seen from the gap between the leaves, two aunts wearing gray dresses, one aunt holding another unwilling aunt to leave.
Yan Yan lightly coughed, and the two men acted a meal, turned their heads and saw the face from the gap in the leaves, and quickly circled around to ask Ann, "I have seen Mrs. Nine."
The two of them were embarrassed, and they didn’t know how much Yan Yan heard the words of Fang.
"Where are you aunts?" asked Yan Yan.
One of the older ones replied: "The slaves are in the main courtyard of Jiarong County."
"Oh, no wonder." Yan Yan said with a fluttering voice, "I heard that the second sorrow was over stunned, and I happened to go see her. By the way, how can we be so unruly?"
Yan Yan is very annoyed with Liu Qingsong, but she can't listen to others to degrade him, and Liu Qingsong is not a helper who can't help the wall. He is actually very smart. He can take a chance to look up.
"Nine ladies and around the slaves!" The two men lingered on the ground and asked her in unison.
But Yan Yan can hear that there is not much fear in the voice. They can look down on Liu Qingsong, and they can look down on her. There is a kind of person who obviously is not very good at himself, but he is very blind to others. This is the world. There are many people.
Yan Yan said in a cool and cool way, "Get up, let's go back and talk to your Lord, I can't do your Lord."
"Nine ladies!"
Yan Yan turned and the voice of the two acolytes behind him had a hint of fear.
Yan Yan does not intend to take care of them, such people, to them, and when you are pinching the persimmon, the next time you may not look down on you from the bottom of your heart.
Going out from the trail, the outside is bustling, and the owners of Dugu and Jiarong County have come over and are talking to the women in the pavilion.
Yan Yan will walk towards the pavilion, and then listen to the shrill screams from the courtyard next door, followed by a riot.
But for a moment, a few aunts rushed over: "Old lady! Ling Xiao has an accident!"
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