This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 1831 Going back so soon?

  The love of the two elders for Ling Zihuan need not be expressed, while Qiao Mu and Ling Wanxing, who were left out in the cold, seemed very redundant.

As    was talking, there was another sound of footsteps at the gate.

  Everyone followed the sound and saw Su Wantong and Ji Beicheng both returning.

  In an instant, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

  Ji Beicheng was still carrying a few gift boxes in his hand, standing near the fish pond, calmly looking at Su Changqing and Qiao Yuanxian, "Two uncles, I'm sorry."

  In this situation, Ling Wanxing snorted and slandered. Would you like to disturb you? !

   "Mummy, did you and Uncle Beicheng go shopping?"

  Ling Zihuan didn't have as much thought as the others, and ran up to Su Wantong, and took the bag in her hand.

Su Wantong looked at her with a smile, nodded and looked at the vicinity of the fish pond, and said softly, "Dad, I went to buy some tea from the old street. I heard that Er Bo will be back to Licheng in the next few days. Take it back, it's the black brick that Er uncle likes."

  Qiao Yuanxian curled his lips indifferently, "Wan Tong has a heart!"

  The words fell, his gaze glanced at Ling Wanxing who was a few steps away.

   "Okay, don't stand anymore, go in, Beicheng, come with me to the study."

  At this time, Su Changqing spoke, and after everyone responded, they entered the backyard of the main house in twos and threes.

  On the way, Qiao Mu and Ling Wanxing walked at the back. He looked at Su Wantong, who was being held by the little girl, and whispered his head sideways, "I and Huanhuan are going back to Licheng tomorrow. Do you want to be together?"

  Ling Wanxing's footsteps went in a mess for a few beats, "Go back so soon?"

  Qiao Mu looked at him weirdly, "Hurry? I've been out for more than half a month anyway, so soon?"

  Ling Wanxing: "……"

   Facing Qiao Mu’s rhetorical question, Ling Wanxing frowned for a moment in thought, "You guys go back first, I have something to deal with!"

   "Oh!" Qiao Mu replied, smirked, and said cool words, "Then I wish the eldest brother to solve the matter as soon as possible!"

  I want to go back to my sister-in-law. I want to stay at Su’s house all day long like a wooden stake. It’s strange to be able to chase back!

  Look at Ji Beicheng, who is always creating opportunities to get close to his sister-in-law, and you can see which one is higher and lower at a glance!

  ……

  Time is approaching four o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone in the Su family is also busy.

  Qiao Mu was dragged by Su Yujing to play chess in the backyard, while Ling Zihuan sat beside him, looking thoughtfully at the chessboard.

  Ji Beicheng was still discussing with Su Changqing in the study, while Qiao Yuanxian went out with the old Duan, saying that he had come back before dinner.

  At this time, the sun was strong, Su Wantong and a Su family embroiderer were sitting beside the pavilion with their heads down and embroidering seriously.

  The time when she returned to Su's house was probably the most stable and peaceful time in her first half of her life.

  Don’t worry about chores at home every day, and can do some things you like in your spare time.

  "Ma Su, look at this flower, is it right to embroider this way?"

  Su Wantong has always loved Su embroidery craftsmanship. If she hadn't gone to Ling's house that year, she would not give up her hobby.

  At this time, she held the embroidered brace and tenderly handed it to the embroidered mother Su Ma on the opposite side.

   "The stitches of the eldest lady are wrong, and the thread should be hooked up from the end of the flower."

  Su Ma held the embroidered support and gave a patient guidance. Su Wantong suddenly patted her forehead, "Look at me, I have practiced for several days, and I always forget this technique!"

  "Miss, don’t worry, I haven’t touched Su Embroidery for so long. It’s already very good to be able to do this like this!"

  Su Wantong took the embroidery support, modified the stitches, and joked, “You can’t remember such a simple technique, so don’t praise me.”

  (End of this chapter)