Therefore, the relationship with Dajie is that of cousins. Huang Mao is Xiaoduo's cousin, and she is Xiao Shunzi's cousin in terms of seniority.
Seeing their children praising each other, Yang Ruoqing glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw Lingling hiding behind Xiaoduo, and the timid but unstoppable longing in the little girl's eyes...
So, Yang Ruoqing walked behind Lingling, and gently covered the top of Lingling's soft hair with her warm palms.
Lingling raised her head and saw a gentle smiling face, with joy and love in her eyes.
"You're not wearing a hat, are you cold?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Lingling shook her head and said crisply: "I'm not cold."
"Really? Auntie, touch it and see."
Yang Ruoqing held Lingling's little hand and smiled: "Well, the little hand is warm. I didn't lie to my aunt. He is a good boy."
Then he took advantage of the situation and held Lingling in his arms.
There was a warm aura about her, with a light fragrance.
The scent was not the scent of rouge and gouache, but the scent of soap locust powder left on the clothes themselves. Lingling was immersed in such a comfortable embrace, and the previous timidity immediately disappeared.
When Huang Mao and the others saw this, they all turned their attention to Lingling and praised her again.
"This is my cousin."
Yang Ruoqing taught Lingling gently.
Lingling had not been in Xiang's house for a long time, and she probably met Huang Mao no more than three times, and they were always in crowded places, so it was understandable that she was a stranger.
"Hello, cousin." Lingling greeted Huang Mao and the others obediently.
Sun looked at Lingling and Jiaojiao lovingly.
He Lian'er, Xiao An, Xiang Shengnan and the others were taking care of things on the carriage, and then they were 'dragged' over by Xiao An.
Seeing Jiaojiao, He Lianer smiled and said, "Lingling has already called my cousin, have you called Jiaojiao yet?"
Jiaojiao lowered her eyes shyly.
He Lian'er smiled, tugged on Jiaojiao's little braid and said, "Duo'er has good hands. This little braid is really good."
Yang Ruoqing said, "I have to praise Duo'er for this. Not only is her delicate little braid well done, but her elegant bun is also beautifully done."
He Lian'er turned her attention to Lingling again, nodded in admiration, pinched Lingling's face gently, and winked at Lingling.
Lingling grinned and smiled at He Lian'er, her biological aunt.
Although Lingling has only been in the Xiang family for a short time, she and Jiaojiao are most familiar with their aunt and aunt from their maternal grandfather's family.
why?
Because at the time of Xiang Shengnan's accident, the two sisters lived with Xiaoduo in the third room of the Yang family.
At that time, Yang Ruoqing and He Lian'er were with the little sisters almost every day. Their little aunt He Lian'er came to comb the little sisters' braids every day.
Usually nephews are very afraid of their uncles and don't even dare to get close to their aunts, but here, these two children are really familiar with their little aunts.
No, even Jiaojiao struggled to get out of Huangmao's arms and stretched out her hands to be hugged by He Lianer.
He Lian'er quickly reached out and hugged Jiaojiao, Yang Ruoqing held Lingling's hand, and the group happily entered the house.
"The room is crowded, so everyone can just sit there!"
Xiaoduo walked in the front to greet everyone. Since Xiang Shengnan came back, Xiaoduo has come to life, her voice is clear and loud, and her eyes have regained their luster.
Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun secretly exchanged glances, and Mrs. Sun said in a low voice: "Seeing Duo'er like this makes me feel more comfortable than eating honey."
The eldest Sun also had a rare moment of seriousness. He glanced at the large group of old and young in front of him and said with emotion: "What are we doing so busy? Isn't that how the old and the young are doing well!"
Sun nodded again, her sister's words coming to her heart.
I don’t ask for wealth, I just want my whole family to be well, that’s better than anything else!
The cattle dealer accompanied Lao Yangtou, Lao Suntou and the others to sit down at the square table. Yang Huazhong, Xiang Shengnan and Xiaoan were lifting the things from the carriage one by one and placing them in the main room.
Sheng Nan's father stood at the door of the house with a cane and followed them back and forth with his eyes. Seeing that the small hall was filled with things and became more crowded in an instant, the smile on Sheng Nan's face grew. He deepened, grinning, and from time to time he couldn't help but laugh out loud with joy.
Xiaoduo, who was making tea for everyone, accidentally caught a glimpse of her father-in-law's appearance and frowned.
She found an opportunity and glanced at Xiang Shengnan. Xiang Shengnan then walked up to his father and said, "Dad, we can't spare any time here. You go to the pasture and look after the cows. Don't let them go." They fight."
Shengnan's father didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay at the door and look at things to see how many good things were packed in the carriage.
"Oh, there won't be a fight, so don't worry about it!" Shengnan's father waved his hands impatiently, turned his head and glanced at Xiang Shengnan's neck before looking towards the carriage, his eyes gleaming.
The cattle dealer also heard their conversation at this time. He looked down at Sheng Nan's father and said, "Be careful and sail the ten thousand year ship. Are you going to go or not?"
Seeing that his brother was angry, Shengnan's father had no choice but to go reluctantly.
Before leaving, she was still mumbling something, because the room was quite noisy, four children were playing, and the eldest Sun's voice was loud, so no one else paid much attention, but the mumbling could not escape Yang Ruoqing. ears.
She heard Shengnan's father say: "You just sit here eating and drinking, and you send me to work. It's inhumane..."
Inhumane?
The corner of Yang Ruoqing's mouth twitched, this old man was in the midst of blessings and didn't know how to be blessed.
Yang Huazhong is fifty-two this year, and Shengnan's father is five or six years younger than Yang Huazhong, which means that he will be forty-six years old this year.
However, ever since Sheng Nan's mother passed away three years ago, Sheng Nan's father was living alone in the old house in Xiangjiazhuang. Suddenly one day, he complained that his legs hurt. No housework can be done.
Except for the mouth that can still eat and talk some weird nonsense, all other aspects of the person are suddenly useless.
Xiang Shengnan is a filial son, and Xiaoduo doesn't want to embarrass her husband too much, so the young couple brings Shengnan's father to live together in the pasture and take care of his food and daily life.
Let's talk about the crutch in the hand of Shengnan's father... Basically, except for a few ignorant children in this room, everyone else in the room knew that it was just a prop, used to show off the poor things.
It’s just that no one wants to expose it.
This old man is really not smart, he doesn't know how to be blessed despite being blessed, and he is also very self-righteous.
But these are the Xiang family's family affairs. Even if Yang Ruoqing can see clearly and heard it clearly before, she will not interfere with it, let alone talk about it with Xiaoduo.
