Wan Li's eyes turned to Jing Yu in front of the door again, a child who looked fifteen or sixteen, dressed in beautiful purple clothes, combed with a neat high bun, and only used a gauze crown hairpin, unlike Ji Yu's sweet tongue, the children of the queen were not good at words.

He looked at his niece, his eyes glancing at the corner of the wall: "What about your brother?" ”

"He, he." Jing Yu wanted to lie, but in the face of her uncle, her slight tricks couldn't be hidden, and she hesitated a few times in her heart, so she could only stubbornly say: "I'm shy at night, over there." ”

"Sleep, you come out, uncle is looking for you." The elder sister hurriedly rushed over, and with an arrow step, she reached the corner of the wall and pulled her brother out like a chicken, and dragged the burlap bag in front of Wan Li.

Zhao Chengcheng looked at the two children curiously, the boy looked younger than his sister, he lowered his head shyly, she bent down and put her hands on her thighs, tried to look at them as level as possible and asked, "What are your names?" ”

My sister was more lively and spoke first: "My name is Jing Yu, quiet Jing, feather feather." After she introduced herself, she waited for a while, her younger brother slowly raised his face, saw that his mouth moved but he couldn't hear the sound, and he looked like a person who was dying, Jing Yu chopped his feet, and simply helped Meiye and said: "This is my younger brother, called Meiye, and I have been dreaming of sleeping all night." ”

"Wanli, your nephew's name is so funny, go to bed late and sleep late." She couldn't help but think of the immortal cultivators in her own world, and the child in front of her was also an immortal, isn't this a superimposed buff, what if it feels a little fun.

"Auntie, is my name funny?" The boy raised his face slightly, looking at her with black and white eyes, the emotions in his eyes were too complicated, Zhao Chengcheng couldn't understand it, but he knew that maybe some children were sensitive and not suitable for joking.

She stretched out her hand to hold Meiye's little face, the child looked more beautiful than her sister, probably like a mother, Zhao Chengcheng said seriously: "Auntie didn't say funny, Auntie means that Meiye's name is very cute and likeable." ”

"Does Auntie like it?" The child's eyes widened, simple, and smiling.

"Of course I do."

"That aunt likes me too." Jing Yu was so excited that she grabbed Zhao Chengcheng's arm, she got carried away for a while, forgetting to control her strength, and Zhao Chengcheng was taken to a stumbling position.

Fortunately, the hand behind her quickly hooked her waist in time, Zhao Chengcheng used the strength of his waist to stand firm, and said with a smile: "I don't know the severity of this!"

Jing Yu, who had done something wrong, had a suffocated expression, and hurriedly said, "It's Jing Yu who is wrong, please punish your aunt." She admitted her mistakes very quickly, and there was a kind of proficiency that made Zhao Chengcheng feel distressed.

Thinking of Jiyu, who was spoiled and fearless, and then looked at the pale child in front of her, she felt very unbearable, she patted her hand on the side of her waist and signaled the person behind her to let go, but she didn't move away, Zhao Chengcheng thought about it and didn't care about him, reached out to support Jing Yu's face, raised her head, and said with a smile: "Family, just pay attention in the future, your aunt and I are delicate, you know." ”

Jing Yu looked at her aunt, and then looked past her to her uncle, and the aunt in front of her turned her head slightly along her gaze, and turned back again: "Look at what he did, did your uncle's face bloom." ”

"Do I have flowers on my face?" Uncle was not in a hurry, and he didn't know who he was asking.

"......" She couldn't answer, she could only purse her lips and ask her aunt for help, the aunt smiled, Jing Yu heard the person in front of her quip: "Yes, I think you are like a trumpet flower." ”

When the uncle heard this, he retorted with a sideways look: "Zhao Chengcheng, the trumpet flower is very ugly." The tone was a little dissatisfied and didn't dare to be dissatisfied.

"I can't raise precious flowers, I can raise trumpet flowers, you can do it." Zhao Chengcheng, as always, only speaks and acts at his own pace.

Wan Li muttered: "You know that you are bullying me." ”

Zhao Chengcheng measured his face and raised his eyebrows, and the man who knew the current affairs immediately put on a flattering smile: "I'm willing." ”

"Good, I'm satisfied." She said.

The opening remarks were also over, Zhao Chengcheng no longer showed affection, she straightened her attitude, and took out two red paper envelopes from the small purse on her waist: "This is a red envelope for changing lipsticks, take it." ”

"A family, no need to see outside." Wan Li walked up to her and raised his hand to press on Zhao Chengcheng's wrist, meaning that there is no need to give, his family does not have this rule.

She doesn't know what the rules of the Wanli family are, but Zhao Chengcheng is a very reasonable person, so: "The rules of my family, since the child called me aunt just now, I have to change the lipstick envelope, if you don't like them to call me aunt, it's not impossible for me to save money." She let her choose.

See, that's how well-read she is.

"It's all a family, you hurry up and thank your aunt." Wan Li's face changed, and he stuffed the two red envelopes directly into the hands of the two children, and said to Zhao Chengcheng politely after giving them: "You didn't hear what you said just now." ”

Sleeping night with a small red envelope, he thought that the woman who seemed to be grinning didn't hear her aunt as soon as she opened her mouth, it turned out that she was as careful as a hair, Zhao Chengcheng's inadvertent actions made the boy very warm, just now when the boy asked her, he didn't have extravagant hopes in his heart, thinking that the aunt was polite, so he said it roundly, and now, he knew that the aunt was sincere.

"Thank you, Auntie." Mei Ye carefully put the red envelope into his palm and said gratefully.

"You're welcome." Zhao Chengcheng looked at the boy, the curvature of the baby fat on the child's face made her a little uncontrollable, so as not to scare the other party, she still stopped her hand, and was about to ask if she had eaten, when she caught a glimpse of the ghost and came again.

Her eyebrows jumped, and she hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt and flashed behind Wan Li, and said in a low voice: "Tang Shusheng is here again, you can break him up for me." ”

After speaking, the incarnation of the little mouse slipped away, and he was a little reluctant to sleep at night, his eyes chased the back that disappeared quickly, and his thin lips pursed into a line.

After a while, a mortal man dressed as a scholar ran to the door quickly, holding his stomach with one hand and panting, "Uncle, the owner is not here." ”

"It's out." Uncle replied lightly.

"Dare to ask where the owner is going, I have something important to discuss."

"I don't know."

"Uncle, is the owner hiding from me?" The scholar was dissatisfied, pulled his sleeve and wiped the fine sweat on his head, he looked polite, his body was as thin as a leaf, and he was not timid at all to the uncle who made the demon world cold: "Why can't I find her recently." ”

Uncle is patient, and it is rare to see: "It's just a coincidence." ”

"I don't think so." The scholar was stubborn.

The uncle who left without turning around made Mei Ye speechless, and lying for his aunt made him feel even more novel.

The scholar was entangled with his uncle for a while before he was willing to leave, Jing Yu stood aside and asked, "Uncle, is it my aunt who owes the scholar money, why do you want to avoid it." ”

"It's easy to say if you owe money, your aunt is not short of money."

"Who said I don't lack money, I don't like money." The person who suddenly turned back appeared from behind, and she was lying on her uncle's arm and grimacing at the doll in her arms.

"Azha, peek-a-boo."

"Giggle." The baby was amused, and the uncle touched the aunt's forehead dotingly, and laughed too.

The picture of a family of three is more impactful than that of the father and Jiyu, because the uncle's mind is clearly cast on the aunt.

"Are you still going to Xincun?" Wan Li asked.

"Go, I said that I will go after today." Zhao Chengcheng thought of Xincun and had another headache, and thought that Tang Shusheng was in pain all over, two things, you sang and I appeared, fortunately, they all knew that they were talking when they watched, and the 100-day banquet of Baozhu was imminent, and no one dared to run in front of him except Tang Shusheng.

So she decided to go to Xincun to live for two days, and she had to go to the dart bureau to say hello before, but she also had to open up the water, so as not to make her ears unclear: "Jingyu and Meiye are here, you can take them to walk around the street, and when you have had enough to eat, go back and record it on my account." ”

At the end, she added: "When a scholar asks me, you must keep your mouth shut." ”