Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

   Chapter 400 Jiang Ling's Concerns

   After the brothers and sisters returned to the West Court after dinner, the family of five went to study in the study. Jiang Erye, the family's least favorite reading, leaned against the beauty, and after reading "The Legend of the Heroes" from Daguan Shushi for a while, he lost interest and wanted to find someone to talk to, so he took a look Look at this and that.

The wife is studying the piano score, her brows are sometimes stretched and sometimes frowned, and her ten fingers are gently plucking on the writing, as if touching the strings of the piano; the eldest daughter is sitting upright, reading silently, page by page; Her expression was serious and focused; the little girl was sitting next to his brother, her chubby little hand was holding a brush and drawing red. Every time she wrote a word, she compared it with the one on the copybook, and then nodded with satisfaction before writing the next one.

   It seems... everyone is enjoying it, but he finds it boring. Jiang Erye puffed out his cheeks and couldn't sit still. Mrs. Yazheng noticed that there was movement on her husband's side, and when she looked up and saw that he had thrown the book aside, she thought of inviting him to Dicuitang to listen to her newly learned ancient song. But before she could speak, Jiang Erye explained why he looked around and didn't read, "This room is too small, we need a bigger study."

   As soon as he opened his mouth, the three little ones also looked up. Jiang Liu looked around, this study is the west side of the main room in the west courtyard. The place is not small, but now there are four books—one for her brother, one for her sister, and one for her parents. Crowded. The west courtyard is not small, but there are not many rooms. The main landlord lives in two rooms for parents, the two rooms in the west store the mother's belongings, and the east room is the room where the parents wash up. In the east wing was Mrs. Yazheng's dowry, and in the west room lived the mother's two dowry maids and the cook. It was already full, and there was no bigger room.

  Unless, cover again! Jiang Liuhu blinked, and was about to propose to rebuild the cross-yard, which was full of peach blossoms after being burnt down, when he heard his sister say, "Father, mother, and daughter want to move my mother's belongings to my and my sister's courtyard. I It's spacious with my sister, and my mother's many things can be used by my daughter and my sister now."

Jiang Liu didn't expect her sister to suddenly mention this, but it didn't prevent her and her sister from having a good relationship. Jiang Liu immediately understood her sister's thoughts and said, "My daughter wants to use my mother's beautiful dresser and my mother's house. Butterfly table for tea."

   Butterfly table, a metaphor for a banquet table made of tangrams with long legs. When the butterfly in the mother's room is composed of 6 small tables of different shapes, the tables can be assembled into triangles, squares, hexagons or butterfly shapes according to the number of people eating, which is practical and beautiful. Jiang Liuha's combination dining table has been around for a long time. .

  The Westinghouse was filled with things used by the Wang family, so Yazheng couldn't open his mouth, so he looked at Jiang Erye. Seeing that the two daughters sincerely wanted it, Jiang Erye said, "Your mother's things are all for the two of you. If you want to use it, you can move it there. If you don't want to use it, you can keep it in the West Room."

   "Thank you father." Jiang Muyan got up and saluted her father in a serious manner.

   She was so solemn, making Er Ye Jiang a little at a loss, so she stood up and said, "It's getting late today. I'm going to the front yard to sleep with Ling'er today. Madam rests earlier, and Yaner and Liuer also sleep earlier."

ah? Everyone was a little surprised. Jiang Ling said quickly, "Father, son..."

   "You were frightened today. You might have nightmares or a high fever at night. You are worried that your father will not guard you. Let's go." Come on, Jiang Erye picked up his son and left.

After   Ya was taking her daughters to send their father and son out of the hospital, she smiled and said to Jiang Muyan, "Go to bed earlier today, and let's clean up together tomorrow."

   "Yes, my mother went to bed earlier." Jiang Muyan agreed, and took her sister back to the cross-hospital room, sitting in a daze under the lamp. This scene made Jiang Liu, who had just entered the room, think of Lin Daiyu, who was devastated under the lamp. She felt uneasy and ran into the back room to hug her sister.

   "Ah—" Qin Bai, who entered the room with the foot basin in hand, saw a black shadow "whoosh" passing in front of him, and exclaimed involuntarily. Qin Qing and Tingqin supported the foot basin from left to right to avoid a flood.

   Qin Bai felt that it was embarrassing for him, and explained in a low voice, "The girl is too fast, I didn't pay attention for a while..."

   Nanny Zhao said with a sullen face, "It's almost a day or two, girl, why are you still making such a fuss? If you don't take it easy, you don't have to go into the house to serve you in the future."

   "Qin Bai knows his mistake." Qin Bai lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

   Shuying, who came in with hot water, hurriedly smoothed out, "Let's get ready, the girls are waiting to soak their feet to sleep."

   Jiang Liu in the back room didn't notice the unexpected movement, she hugged her sister's thin waist, raised her head and smiled, "Sister?"

  Jiang Muyan was accustomed to raising her hand to help her sister straighten the pearl flowers on her head, and said with a smile, "How dare you change your clothes, let's sleep."

"it is good."

  After the little sisters were lying on the bed, Jiang Muyan hugged her and said softly without waiting for her sister to ask, "I feel that my mother's dowry is left alone, it's too pitiful..."

  When my mother was alive, she lived in the west and my father lived in the east. Now my father and mother live in the east, and my mother's household items are left alone in the west room. Jiang Muyan feels uncomfortable every time she goes there, "Mother will be pregnant soon, and when the child is born, grandmother will definitely let people vacate the west room. Yes. Instead of going that far, let's move my mother's things over first, so that we can save more respect for my mother. We live in the same place now, and my house should be tidy up and we should be able to put down my mother. s things."

Hearing that my sister meant to move my mother's things over and put them in her room intact, Jiang Liu disagreed, "Sister, let's reorganize your and mine's rooms, this is the bedroom, Your room is used to store clothes, and the coffee table, desk and antique shelf are placed outside, and what mother left us, we should use it well, so that mother will be happy."

is that so? With tears in her eyes, Jiang Muyan looked at the bed curtain and said softly, "Then let's take a good measurement tomorrow and see how to set it up. After setting it up, Nan Xiang and Yuwan and the others will come to play, and we can entertain them in our own room. already."

   "Yeah!" Jiang Liu happily agreed, and happily discussed the arrangement of the furniture with his sister.

In the wing of the study in the outer courtyard, Erye Jiang was lying on his son's bed, discussing with him about the adoption of his son, "Originally, my father wanted to recognize you as an adopted son, but after recognizing you as an adopted son, someone will definitely say that I am trying to gain fame. It is more appropriate to recognize the adopted son. The adopted son is also a son. With such a relationship, when Jiang Jinzong wants to take you away, his father can justifiably object. What do you think?"

   Was this grandmother's idea or mother's? With his father's temperament, no one reminded him, he would never have thought of this. The adopted son or the adopted son Jiang Ling doesn't care, he only cares about one thing, "After I recognize my adopted son, can I still read and play with my sister?"

   (end of this chapter)