Farmer Fubo is open for business

Chang'an's ears and eyes were filled with the screams and complaints of her little cousin. The noise made her head buzz and she couldn't help but take it out.

She really wants to say that you are the one who hates me the most.

But seeing a room full of people, I held back.

"This is the eldest lady." Jiang Ruyi pulled her daughter and said, "Hurry up and see me."

Chang'an saluted Zhang Yuyan: "Miss, please be safe."

Zhang Yuyan had already taken off her cloak and smiled at her: "Are you Chang'an? Why do you look nothing like your little cousin?"

Chang'an said seriously: "Because I am my father's and mother's child, and my aunt's little sister is very similar to me."

She was saying that she and her little sister were biological sisters, and Song Xiyue was not a child of the Song family, so naturally she was not like them.

But it was troublesome to explain, and she didn't want to tell outsiders.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuyan just asked casually and didn't really ask Changan for a detailed answer.

He said hello to his mother, Mrs. Wei, hugged her arm and said, "Mom, I want to go out."

Wei Shi said angrily: "It's snowing so heavily outside, what are you doing out of the house?"

"Ms. Wang is holding a snow appreciation tea party at Liuyuan Waterside Pavilion. I just sent a post and invited many sisters." Zhang Yuyan coquettishly said.

Webster frowned. He originally wanted his daughter not to go, but considering that his father-in-law was in poor health, he didn't know if he could survive this winter.

If they can't survive it, the girls in the family will not be able to participate in poetry and tea parties for several years.

"Then go ahead and come back early." Webster said, "Bring more warm things so you don't get cold."

"Yes." Zhang Yuyan was very happy, turned around and left the house, and told the woman outside to let someone set up the car.

When Wei Shi saw his daughter leaving with the maids, he said to Jiang Ruyi: "Bring Chang'an to the old lady to see. She loves exquisite lucky dolls the most."

Jiang Ruyi saluted: "Madam, I am very pleased. I will take her to see the old lady now."

So Chang'an followed his mother to Danfeng Courtyard where Mrs. Hou lived.

This courtyard is very large, more than twice as big as the Wutong Courtyard of the Crown Prince's wife.

There are many rooms inside, including three main rooms, two side rooms on the left and right, and two side rooms, for a total of nine rooms.

There were many servants serving in the yard. When several women and maids saw Mrs. Jiang leading a little girl of several years old, and the eldest maid in Madam Prince's room leading her, they all knew what was going on.

Someone came into the house to report it, and they were called in after a while.

The furniture in the old lady's house is old and dark, with an indescribable stale smell, which is probably what people often call the smell of the elderly.

Chang'an respectfully kowtowed to the white-haired old lady sitting at the table and said a few auspicious words.

The old lady was very happy. After asking a few questions, she rewarded her with a pair of beads and a plate of cakes.

Coming out of Danfengyuan, the snow outside has completely covered the ground.

Chang'an stepped on the snow, but he was thinking about something in his heart.

Song Xiyue kept talking in her mind before, saying that she should not let herself and Zhang Yuyan become sisters.

She and Zhang Yuyan were not familiar with each other at all, and there was no way they could become sisters.

She is the darling daughter of heaven, but she is just a wild girl from the countryside. How can she be the child of a wet nurse and become a sister to the young lady from the Hou Mansion?

"Chang'an, are you cold?" Jiang Ru noticed that her daughter was unhappy, so she opened her mouth to talk to her.

Chang'an shook her head: "It's not cold." She was just tired, and she missed her uncle, aunt, and little sister.

Jiang Ruyi warmed her daughter's little hands with her own, and asked sympathetically: "Are you a little uncomfortable coming to a strange place?"

Changan nodded.

She really doesn't adapt to the life here. She bumps around every day and has to be careful about what she says. It's so tiring.

Jiang Ruyi seemed to notice her daughter's fatigue and sighed: "You don't have to kowtow every day. From now on, you just need to stay with me."

Changan was speechless.

After a moment of pause, she asked: "Mom, how much does it cost to buy a house with a yard here?"

Jiang Ruyi was stunned and said, "Based on your and my household registration status, it seems that we cannot buy a house here."

Changan frowned: "Then let's rent a house for the head office?"

Jiang Ruyi was a little in disbelief: "What are you doing renting a house? Isn't it nice for us to be here?"

"Not good." Changan was a little irritated.

She regretted coming to the capital very much.

Although I was very happy to see my grandma, this happiness could not overcome the longing for my uncle, aunt and little sister.

Jiang Ruyi sighed and took Chang An back to the small courtyard.

Chang'an wanted to sleep very much at this moment, so he climbed into bed.

After Jiang Ruyi covered her with a quilt, Changan quickly fell asleep.

In his sleep, Changan dreamed that he was on a battlefield again.

The battlefield was covered with snow, and many barbarians on horseback rushed towards this side.

She stood still on someone's head again, scratching her head and ears anxiously.

Only then did Chang An see clearly that this man looked somewhat similar to his uncle, but his skills were stronger and more powerful than his uncle's.

He held the knife and stared at the attacking enemy with blazing eyes.

In an instant, swords flashed, arrows flashed, and blood splattered.

Chang'an watched all this nervously, praying in his heart that this man who looked like his uncle would not be injured or be chopped by bad guys.

Oddly enough, people around him were injured and died, but he was unharmed.

Chang'an saw the looming black thread on his neck again, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and snickered.

It turns out that he is the father.

The string of beads he gave me was hung around my father's neck, protecting him from harm again and again.

However, the beads in that bead string are almost gone.

Chang'an became anxious and tried his best to put his palm on his father's head.

Suddenly, an arrow shot out like a meteor and plunged directly into Daddy's chest.

Changan woke up with a frightened scream.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was lying on the bed and there was no one else in the room.

Chang'an quickly put on his cotton coat and trousers and prepared to get out of bed.

Grandma is not here, so she must be waiting for the young master, because as soon as the young master comes back from school, she must personally take care of changing clothes and eating.

I put on my shoes and stood at the door, looked at it, and walked to the toilet through the snow.

After returning to the house, Chang An sat on a low stool, took out the torn scroll from his box and repaired it.

I kept patching it up until it was almost dark, but my mother-in-law still didn’t come back.

After Chang'an put away the scroll, he saw a little maid of eleven or twelve years old coming in carrying a food box.

She smiled and said, "You must be the daughter of Nurse Jiang."

Chang'an nodded: "Hello, sister."

The little maid put the food box on the table, took out the fire folding bag, lit the oil lamp, and said, "Mrs. Jiang will be back later. Our young master is playing in the snow outside and is freezing. He has a fever. She will be here tonight." Waiting over there."

"I know." Chang'an responded dully.

The little maid opened the food box and took out two plates of side dishes, a bowl of rice porridge, two steamed buns, and a pair of chopsticks: "You should eat it quickly, it will not be good after it cools down."

Chang'an picked up the chopsticks as told and was about to eat when he looked at the little maid: "Sister, are you going to eat too?"

The little maid smiled and said, "I have it myself, in the room over there." She pointed to the room opposite.

Chang'an knew that the maids and servants of wealthy families were provided with food in fixed quantities.

But the maids who live in the same house can also eat together, just like what I saw in Zhao Mansion.

"I'm going back. Just put the bowls and chopsticks in the food box after you finish eating. I'll pick them up later." After saying this, the little maid left.

Chang'an was eating porridge and rice alone, thinking about the scene he saw in his dream.

What if dad is really shot and injured by a bad guy?

No, she must save the leaves of Xiaozhuzhu, put them into a string of beads, and ask someone to send them to her father. (End of chapter)