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Chapter 21 Variables

In a sense, Ling Sanjie is also a strange person. Even if Ling Xiu is as beautiful as Ling Teng wants to block Ling Sanjie's mouth with pastries, it will be useless.-Zhuji Bookstore-

If you don’t ask her to finish what Ling Sanjie wants to say, she will be suffocated to death.

So, Ling Sanjie stared at Zhao Changqing's new collar and bracelet with golden eyes and asked about it. When she learned that it was given by Mrs. Zhu, Ling Sanjie was envious of her sour water in her mouth, and kept saying, "Our ancestor is so nice to you, I will give you such a good thing."

Ling Sanjie's expression was so entertaining. Zhao Changqing was very happy and smiled, "Yes."

However, Ling Sanjie's thoughts and actions are often unpredictable. For example, Ling Sanjie suddenly held Zhao Changqing's wrist and discussed with Zhao Changqing, "Sister Qing, your bracelet is really beautiful. Can you let your sister try it?"

Before Zhao Changqing could speak, Ling Teng turned black first. He slapped Ling Sanjie's hand and said, "Sister, you are already seven years old. Sister Qing is only a few years old. These little bracelets and jewelry are all for dolls. Where can you wear them in?"

Sister Ling touched her hand that was hurt by the pain and stretched out her thin wrist, "She is fat, I am thin, so I can't wear it?" She coaxed Zhao Changqing in a angrily voice, "Sister Qing, let my sister give it a try, it's nothing to do."

Ling Teng used his trump card, "Sister, are you asking me to call my mother here?"

Sister Ling's enthusiasm for trying out new jewelry was as if someone poured a basin of cold water on her head. She glared at Ling Teng fiercely, "You were born to be right with me!"

Ling Teng simply said, "Whatever you think, don't beg your sister Qing's idea. Her things are hers. You want to ask your mother for them!"

Ling Sanjie thought to myself, if I want to get it, do I have to borrow this girl’s things? But my younger brother has an extraordinary status at home. Ling Sanjie was beaten when offended Zhao Changqing twice. She also felt a little angry and had to endure it.

Ling Teng tried the temperature of the teacup with the back of his hand, and smiled at Zhao Changqing and said, "My sister drinks some water, eats snacks and your mouth will dry."

Zhao Changqing took it with a smile, "Thank you, cousin."

Sister Ling snorted heavily, there was really a guy here who was inseparable from inside and outside!

Just as Mrs. Ling Er came in and saw her daughter's appearance, she immediately said, "What are you doing? You are the oldest and don't know how to take care of your younger brother and sister! I think you are itchy again!"

Sister Ling felt reasonable and said, "I'm not making trouble, I just see that Sister Qing's bracelet looks good, I just want to try it."

Mrs. Ling Er slapped Ling Sanjie in the back, "You are not without bracelets, you are so jealous of your sister!" She smiled and pulled her son and Zhao Changqing, and said, "Girl Qing, Teng'er, come here for dinner."

The lunch was very rich because the population was not large. Even though the Ling family had a big rule, they sat down together because there were no outsiders.

Ling Teng and Zhao Changqing sat by the old lady Ling, one left and one right. Zhao Changqing was skillfully squeezing chopsticks at a young age. She looked very elegant. Master Ling was in a very good mood and said to Zhao Yong, "You have taught me very well, but you are very steady at a young age."

Zhao Yong grinned to the back of his head, pretending to be modest, "She is a girl, and she is very frizzy."

"Where is it frigid?" Grandpa Ling smiled, "If you teach her to study, it will be beneficial to read the four girls' books at the girl's house."

Zhao Yong quickly agreed.

Zhao Changqing looked curious and asked, "My grandfather, does cousin Teng also want to read the Four Girls' Books?"

Grandpa Ling laughed, "Your cousin is a boy, so you don't have to learn it." I was afraid that Zhao Changqing would not understand when he was young, Grandpa Ling said, "This is a book for the girl's home."

Zhao Changqing suddenly realized something, and she smiled innocently, "What my grandfather said must be right, this must be an excellent book."

Grandpa Ling laughed and praised, "This girl is so well-behaved."

Zhao Changqing glanced at Ling Sanjie's eyes full of envy and said modestly, "I am far behind my cousin."

After dinner, Zhao Yong took Zhao Changqing home. On the way, Zhao Yong was still muttering, "Girl, do we have any books called the Four Women's Books?" Zhao Yong has no talent for studying, and he doesn't remember much about the books he read when he was young.

Zhao Changqing said, "No."

"Dad will take you to the bookstore to buy it. Your grandfather is a knowledgeable person. He said that good books must be good books." Zhao Yong was quite convinced by his father-in-law.

Zhao Changqing said, "Aren't you just a scholar? What kind of vision can my grandfather have in his fifties? If he is really a peerless book, why don't he say it to me if his cousins ​​read it?"

Zhao Yong laughed, "You girl, have you cousins ​​not studied in school?"

"Dad, don't take it seriously as soon as my grandfather said it." Zhao Changqing squinted his eyes and muttered to her father in a low voice, "Dad, think about it, did your mother study?"

"No, didn't your grandfather often say that a woman without talent is virtue."

"Yes, my dad think about it. My mother and cousins ​​have never studied. It can be seen that my grandfather is a pedantic person, so he doesn't like girls to study." Zhao Changqing said with a reasonable and well-founded attitude, "But look at Sister Ling and the others, even my grandmother studied when she was a child. This is the difference between them. It is that my dad, because he recognizes the characters, is also particularly valued by the 100-household adults in the garrison, right?"

Zhao Yong laughed, "It's just a simple book and asked me to read it."

"That's true. It's because my father can read, so the adults of a hundred families will ask you to help you read and will not find anyone else." Zhao Changqing said, "It can be seen that reading and reading are beneficial. My grandfather claims to be a literati, but he doesn't ask the girls at home to study, and he has no vision at all. Not to mention anything else, my third cousin likes to interact with the ladies of officials and families, but she has never studied, and she will be secretly laughed at. I have never told her these words, just because she is afraid that she will be sad." Zhao Changqing said it in a real and false way.

Zhao Yong saw Zhao Changqing raising his mouth with clear mouth, speaking clearly and speaking cleverly, and couldn't help but smile, "I really don't know how you grow up like a girl. Our old Zhao family has always had your own eyes for three lifetimes."

Zhao Changqing blinked, "This is how you can raise me, my father, so I can raise you so well."

Zhao Yong laughed and said to Zhao Changqing, "But your grandfather has a good intention. Your father who is not good at judging you or not is not strong. Just pretend to be good in front of the old man, just like today. If you have anything to say, just tell your father privately."

Zhao Changqing only realized in two lives that his father had such tolerant temperament. She had never had the courage to really raise his head and say something to her father in her previous life. Zhao Changqing leaned on his father's shoulder and nodded gently, "Dad, when our family has finished learning the books, I will buy other books to read. Besides, I don't have to buy books at all. Anyway, there are so many friends who are studying, just borrow their readings, and you can save money. Dad, don't you?" At the end of the conversation, Zhao Changqing became energetic again. Why bother to complain? Those sad and pitiful old times have passed.

Zhao Yong nodded repeatedly and coaxed her, "Yes, my sister-in-law is really good at living."

Zhao Yong took Zhao Changqing to buy snacks from Nanxiangyuan home. Zhao Changqing asked Liu'er to put them on a plate for the old lady to eat.

Old Mrs. Zhao laughed, "Save half of it to send it to your mother."

Zhao Changqing said, "My mother blamed her father for spoiling me for spending money indiscriminately. I won't go, so I'll ask her father to take it over."

Zhao Yong laughed, "You are so mean."

Old Mrs. Zhao said, "Go and see your wife, she must be thinking about her parents' home."

Zhao Yong went there with desserts.

Ling asked about her parents' family first, and when she saw Bai Wu bringing snacks, she complained, "Every time you take Changqing out, she must want this and that. How expensive the snacks in Nanxiang Garden are, you are willing to buy them for her."

Zhao Yong is a honest person, but at the critical moment he is a bit smarter and laughed, "Not for her, I bought it because I thought about you."

Ling's face turned slightly red and said angrily, "Just please both sides." He was very happy and handed her a piece to her husband first, "Don't leave it when you buy it, it won't be new tomorrow."

The couple said a lot.

The Zhao family had a harmonious New Year. Ling did not watch the night before she got married and went to bed early. The old lady Zhao Yong and Zhao Changqing's grandchildren were wearing warm clothes in the house and talking around the charcoal fire. At midnight, Zhao Yong took Zhao Changqing to the yard to set off fireworks.

On the morning of the next day, Zhao Changqing received two big red envelopes, and the family had eaten hot mutton dumplings, and Zhao Yong went out to pay New Year's greetings. A morning, there were also close tribe members coming to pay New Year's greetings to the old lady.

Small families are not as particular as big families, and they also have to treat guests and drink. They are nothing more than relatives and younger generations coming to kowtow. If a child comes, the old lady will send a red envelope.

Of course, this red envelope is nothing compared to what was given to Zhao Changqing. Zhao Changqing has already seen his red envelope. The one that Ling gave her was a small silver croaker of one or two, and the red envelope that the old lady gave her was a pair of small silver croaker. She had already put it in her silver box.

The hardest part of this year was Ling. She had relatives coming here. She was the mistress of the family and she didn't want to go out for socializing. One morning, she was so tired that she had obvious fatigue on her face. Zhao Changqing advised her, "Mother, lie back in the house, don't force herself to get up, it's more important to me." It was the first month of delivery, Ling's belly was particularly big, so she worked very hard.

Ling said, "How can this happen? Are the relatives coming and asking your grandmother to entertain you? You are young and I am not tired. I am just sitting and talking."

Old Mrs. Zhao was also worried about Ling's belly and said, "It's all relatives, no one takes care of you."

Zhao Changqing suggested, "However, my mother would go to my house and lie down and wait for relatives to come out of my house, and it would be fine."

Ling felt warm in her heart, and she felt that she was indeed one year older. Zhao Changqing was particularly sensible and laughed, "This is good."

I don’t know if I was tired during the day, but Ling’s stomach felt uncomfortable at night, and there were signs of urging. Fortunately, Zhao Yong was at home, so he hurried to find the midwife. Old Mrs. Zhao couldn’t sit still in the house and told Zhao Changqing to stay in the house and go to Ling’s yard by herself.

Zhao Changqing did not make a fuss. Ling's scream penetrated the night sky and came faintly. Zhao Changqing could hear it clearly.

She couldn't tell what it felt. Until late at night, Old Mrs. Zhao helped Liu'er back with tired face. Zhao Changqing sat quietly under the lamp. Hearing the movement, he raised his head, stood up and helped Old Mrs. Zhao. When he opened his mouth and spoke, he felt his throat dry and asked, "Grandmother, hasn't my mother been born yet?"

Old Mrs. Zhao sighed, "I have to wait a while. It's so late. Girl Qing, have you eaten tonight?"

"I've had some snacks, should my grandmother eat something?"

Old Mrs. Zhao shook her head, "Grandma is not hungry, you go and rest, it's too late."

Zhao Changqing advised, "Grandma, don't worry, my mother has given birth to me. It's time to get out, and my little brother refuses to come out."

Old Mrs. Zhao touched her head and smiled, "Yes, girl Qing is right."

Zhao Changqing had no insomnia. When she got up the next day, Liu'er served her clothes with a smile, and told her with a smile, "Girl, my wife was born early in the morning."

"Oh, what did you give birth?"

"Guess, girl."

"It must be my little brother." This is not difficult for Zhao Changqing.

Liu'er smiled, "There is also a little sister."

Zhao Changqing was so surprised that she couldn't even say anything. When Liu'er wiped her face with a warm cloth towel, Zhao Changqing came back to her senses and asked again and again, "You mean, my mother gave birth to twins?" Zhao Rong should have been born next year in her previous life.

"Yes." Liu'er smiled, "Old lady, the master is so happy that he directly rewarded the midwife with ten taels of silver!" Ten taels of silver are definitely a huge sum of money for the people living at the bottom, and the Zhao family usually only consumes two taels of silver per month. Zhao Yong's big money shows that he is really happy. Liu'er is full of envy.

Zhao Changqing packed up and immediately made a decision, "I'll go see my mother."

Liu'er hurriedly followed her.
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