Bringing branches and flowers to the full clothes, Chapter 220.

The girls all received gifts from their grandfather.

Xiaoxiao sat on the kang between her grandmother's inner wall, leaning against the medicine cabinet that was close to the wall, and opened the small batik package that my grandfather gave him with longing: a small box of dragon ball tea; a pair of simple Huishan clay men; a special silver note worth 5,000 taels.

There is no name for a bank bank on the banknote, only in the pre-borrower column. The autograph of grandfather Tang Mao was written by his grandfather Tang Mao, and in the pre-borrower column, Tang Xiaoxiao's name was written. This is considered a pocket money my grandfather gave his granddaughter in disguise? What does it mean to borrow pre-borrower?

Xiaoxiao was thinking about the silver notes in his hand, and then Han Er came over: "My fifth sister's batik purse is made of carp, and I am a pomegranate flower!" Han Er saw the silver notes at first glance and laughed: "This is a silver notes made by my grandfather. The sisters at home can all get it as soon as they enter school."

It seems that it was because I returned to Beijing late, so I got it today.

Smile just said, "Have you ever paid the money for this money?"

Smile looked helpless: "I just got this silver note, and I thought it was pocket money, and I was so happy. Who would have thought that it was not okay to buy food, it was not okay to buy clothes, it was not okay to buy toys! Grandfather said, "If you buy these money, you will never return."

"Did my grandfather want to make money with money?" Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up. Could it be that this grandfather's silver note is an entrepreneurial fund prepared for every child in the family?

Smiling, "To put it bluntly, this is the capital for us to do business. However, I want to use this money to purchase goods for Xueji, but my grandfather didn't approve it, saying that the goods were mediocre and they didn't make much money. These five thousand taels are just a decoration for me!"

"Who did our sisters, grandfather approve?"

"The third sister printed her collection of poems and made more than 100 taels, but half of the profits obtained from selling the books had to be saved back to the silver notes! I couldn't even put them in my pocket!" Smile seemed very glad that he could not borrow the money.

Xiaoxiao smiled slightly. It is said that Shu Yan's collection of poems sold very well. It seems that the current amount of Shu Yan's silver note has exceeded the principal of 5,000 taels.

Smiling mysteriously approached and smiled and said, "The fifth sister doesn't know. In fact, this silver bill will be our dowry in the future! When the eldest sister got married, her grandfather didn't pay anything, but just gave the silver bill to the eldest sister. All the money on it can be paid out!"

Xiaoxiao thought to himself: "Actually, except for the principal of 5,000 taels, the rest of the money on this banknote is obtained by yourself."

Smiling and said, "If you lose money, it's better to keep this 5,000 taels of money. This is also a big deal!"

"That's why my grandfather checked us. With the eyes of my grandfather, we wouldn't easily let us pay." Therefore, there is a saying of advance loans and advances, so my grandfather wouldn't let his principal be wasted.

Waner doesn't like to talk about such topics. What she is more interested in is the small gift in Xiaoxiao's package: "What does sister have?"

"Longtuan Tea and Huishan Clay Man."

"It's like mine, mine is also a little dragon group and a clay man! Let's take a look at my sister's clay man!" Smile said unwillingly, "My clay man is two little girl dolls playing shuttlecock!"

Before Xiaoxiao could take it out carefully, she carefully took it out, stretched her neck and looked at it, and shouted first: "You are also a girl who plays shuttlecocks, we two are exactly the same!"

"Yes." Xiaoxiao didn't care much about these small gifts. Besides, there was no reason to discuss the length of gifts from elders in private. He should respectfully follow any items he would give to him.

Xiaoxiao leaned against the medicine cabinet and held the silver notes in his hand to look closely. What he was more interested in was this entrepreneurial fund and grandfather's control over his business direction.

Sanger felt that the fifth sister was boring. He saw Zhan Yan sitting on the couch by the window and saw that he had just tied his purse, which was also a batik purse, with the pattern on it Fang Sheng.

Smiling and walking over: "What kind of clay girl does the fourth sister have?"

Zhan Yan smiled faintly: "I got a pair. Where are you?"

Smiling and laughing: "I have two girls who play shuttlecocks, where is my sister?"

Zhan Yan's eyes turned cold, and he pinched his purse and stood up: "You guess?" As he said that, he walked out, smiling and sticking out his tongue. It seemed that she also had a pair of clay men playing shuttlecock.

"Grandfather is really a bowl of water!" Han Er sat back to Xiaoxiao and said, "Even if you choose a clay man, it's exactly the same!"

"What did you say exactly the same?" Tang Qiyuan, the master of Tang Si, entered the western room, lifted up the peony-gray silk robe, sat down calmly, and picked up amber peach kernel from the small glass bowl on the kang table to eat.

"Why didn't the fourth uncle go to the east time? It's rare that my grandfather and third uncle are back." Smile.

"Your father is coming back soon." Qi Yuan answered the question irrelevantly and picked up a cup of Longjing tea: "Whose tea is this?"

Before Smiling could answer, a maid soon served a cup of hot new tea to the fourth master.

Qi Yuan took a sip: "This green tea is too stuffy, it's too hot." He then found a big red gold-picking pillow and crossed his legs: "This room is better, it's quiet."

Waner was too lazy to think about the things between adults, and only picked up the interesting questions of himself: "What good thing did grandfather give Xiaoqian?"

Qi Yun thought about it seriously and chewed the walnut kernels in his mouth: "It seems that there are two little boys who are playing shuttlecocks, who are Huishan clay people."

Xiaoxiao and Mian laughed at the same time: "It turns out that they are all the same. The granddaughter gets a baby, and the grandson gives a baby to a boy."

"Is it the same?" Qi Yuan stretched out his hand to Smiling: "I'll take a look at yours." He looked at Xiaoxiao again: "There are Wu Niu'er's."

Two pairs of identical clay men were placed on the table. Qi Yuan squinted his eyes and observed for a long time, and smiled and said, "No matter how you look at it, it's still the same!"

Qi vowed to say seriously: "It's actually different."

"Oh, what's the difference? No. 4, tell me!" Smiling.

Qipeng picked up the pair of clay men and smiled: "Look carefully, your nose is crooked."

Xiaoxiao: Uncle Fourth is so adult, he is still so naughty. He knows that Smiling is aware of her, but he still teases her like this.

"Uncle Four teased me again!" Smile pouted.

Qi Yuan pointed at the smile on his nose: "Look, your little nose is also irritated."

Han Er subconsciously rubbed his nose and put away the pair of 'crooked nose' clay man: "The fourth uncle bullies the child, I go to play with my fourth aunt, and she promised to give me a vase and hairpin."

Qi Yuan pointed to the lonely and simple mutton fat jade vase hairpin that was inserted on his head: "Is this one?"...

Xiaoxiao held his forehead: It's so embarrassing, Uncle Fourth, don't play like this.

Wan'er finally left with a frown and pouted.

Xiaoxiao played with the vivid clay man in his hand, looked up at the fourth uncle in front of him, and the other party was still leaning on the pillow, staring at the window and striking.

Xiaoxiao inexplicably thought of Dong Qingong, the most outstanding painter under Aunt Fourth, a man exuding the atmosphere of Wei and Jin Dynasties. If we only talk about facial features, Dong Qingong is far from being as sexy as the slightly opened lips of the fourth uncle and the fourth uncle, and his eyes also smiled with a beautiful look.

In contrast, Dong Qingong is much more dull and dull.

Xiaoxiao ate a round hazelnut and put an end to his bored imagination.

No matter how romantic the Fourth Uncle is, no matter how tolerate and restrain Mr. Dong is, no matter how he is ashamed and restrained, no matter how Ruan's family is, this is their story, and these stories only exist in Xiaoxiao's fictional words. Most of the characters in the story books are good-looking, and most of the good-looking people have stories.

"Is the fourth uncle still playing the sheng now?" Xiaoxiao asked.

"I haven't been blowing for many years," Qi Ren glanced at his niece, "How did Wu Niu'er know that I can blow the sheng?"

"Last time, Uncle Fourth sent me to the girls' school exam, and mentioned going to sea to do business," Xiaoxiao's eyes had seventy-years-old and three-point vague tests. "I remember Uncle Fourth talked about playing the sacred rooster on a merchant ship at night, saying that he would look at the stars on a sunny night, and when he encountered a cloudy day, he would look at lightning, and each tree was like a branch of Qiong."

Qi Yuan was stunned: "You look like the third brother, and you have a good memory." As he said that, he picked up the tea cup on the table. Perhaps the tea had already warmed up, so he splashed it into the flower pot on the flower stand next to him, "That's the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."

Xiaoxiao said sweetly: "Go back to the fourth uncle's yard and I will definitely pick up a summer night with stars. Please ask the fourth uncle to blow the sheng to us."

Qi Feng squinted his eyes slightly, as if he had returned to the merchant ship on the sea. The dark green waves were like monsters swallowing dreams, arching the ship one by one, making people unable to sleep. His eyes looked at the lightning hidden in the dark clouds, but he was not panicked, just because he was still thinking about the whole ship's cargo, how to safely dock, how to maintain and appreciate the value, how to contact the buyers without being deceived by the locals, and after selling safely, how to buy a full ship of intimate goods at the lowest price... Even if the lightning is very close to you, there is no time to fear.

"My Sheng was taught by your father." Qi Yuan said.

Xiaoxiao never knew that his father could play the sheng? No, to be precise, Xiaoxiao never knew that his father could actually play a musical instrument.

In Xiaoxiao's impression, almost the whole family is music-blind. Grandma can play simple flutes and teaches her granddaughters, and they all play half-heartedly. Except for children's songs, Xiaoxiao can hardly play a complete song.

Dad is playing the sheng? It was so surprising. In Xiaoxiao's opinion, Sheng seems to have many bamboo tubes, which are very complicated based on the shape alone, let alone mastering them flexibly.

The maids had already set up the Eight Immortals table in the house, and the bottles of flowers and wine cups were in place. After a while, a few exquisite cold dishes were also served.

"What are some new things overseas?" Xiaoxiao asked with interest.

Qi Yuan thought very seriously: "Pearls and gems of various colors, elephants walking slowly with garlands on their necks, Western beauties with extraordinarily dark appearances, light-colored houses on the dome, and trees like chicken feather shuttlecocks, which bear big coconut fruits."

Xiaoxiao wanted to ask something about poppy, but she was fascinated by the poetic language of the fourth uncle. She asked again: "What are they most obsessed with in our Central Plains things?"

"It's probably human. They think that everyone here is meticulously crafted and delicate and beautiful."

Xiaoxiao: Humph, they think you are beautiful, Uncle Fourth...

Qi Guan continued, "They actually can't drink our tea. But they also think that drinking tea is particularly elegant, so the nobles all learned to drink it."
Chapter completed!