The old lady looked very expectantly, looked at her with a smile and asked, "What is this?"

"You can take a look. Gifts are just to be dismantled by yourself. I like to dismantle them the most."

Zilan pretended to be a child and said something about a child to please the old lady, after all, she had to spend a lot of time on the boat.

The old lady opened the box with a smile, and Lin Xi also poked her head to look here, and was so curious that she couldn't do it.

Inside the box is a box of fragrant powder, which tastes light and not strong, but is very delicate.

Yang also saw it, got up and asked, "Hey, it wasn't me? Who made it for you?"

"I made it myself. I asked Sister Hongxia to pick the flowers and twist them for me, and steam them on the fire. This one can be ordered to smoke the house."

Zi Lan held her head up and was so proud. This is very simple. It is distilled out after several combinations of flowers, and it is not difficult.

"Did you think it yourself?"

Yang was obviously surprised.

"Yes, I see you have made the fragrance of flowers, but I can't get so many flowers, so I made it from the flowers in the yard. Does it smell good? I think it smells good."

Zi Lan approached the box and sniffed it.

Lin Xi also pinched a little suspiciously and sniffed, looked at the old lady, nodded slightly, saying that she was doing well.

"Little girl, you are very talented. Thank you for your gift. I like it very much. Please give it to me and I will smell it."

The old lady was quite happy, the child was very sincere and got along much more happily, and the old lady was not on guard against her.

A girl in the room took the incense and placed it in the incense burner and ordered a little. Soon there was a faint fragrance, which was light but very fresh and pleasant.

"Well, it's pretty good, how could you do it?"

"I made it according to my mother's incense stick, but there were not many flowers. My mother asked me to recite the incense stick. This is the incense stick of the fragrance of flowers."

Zilan tilted his head and meant that you are so stupid.

The fragrance spectrum of flowers is actually not fixed. It depends on your personal understanding. Each flower spice has different effects and fragrance when combined.

"I said what she has done to do in two days? You are really..."

Mrs. Yang was so amused and crying.

"This kid is really sensible."

The old lady smiled happily and was very satisfied with the gift. She had never seen such a valuable thing as her identity. The key is that the child's heart is hot and sincere.

"What about mine? Stinky girl, isn't mine? I'll take your braids if you believe it or not."

"Don't you hate me? You don't like me. Why do I give you a gift? Is there any reason to put on a hot face and cold butt?"

Zilan tilted his head and said words one by one.

The old lady smiled and leaned back and lit her grandson's head with her hands, "It's time to let you bully people. There's no gift, I have it."

Lin Xi couldn't get the gift, so she sat there in anger and pounded the pillow. Her little face was chubby and her big eyes were watery. She looked cute and pitiful.

Yang touched his daughter's head and smiled, "Zi Lan, why are you so stingy? Brother is joking with you. Go and take out the gift."

"Well, who has to bow your head under the roof?"

"Hahahaha! That's really good."

Zilan made the old lady laugh, and tears came out of laughter.

Yang angrily patted his daughter on the back, and was amused and crying. Why did her daughter become more and more eloquent?

Zilan took a purse and threw it to him, "Give it to you, the dried flowers I've sunken have the effect of preventing insects and awakening the brain. There is also a balm inside. It can be used to relieve itching. Mosquito bites are very effective. I asked the girl to help me do it."

This must be told to be honest. She is so young that she cannot complete it independently. Lies will only make people laugh at her for being a bad tutor for her.

Lin Xi was anxious to open the purse and looked at it. He smelled the purse very nicely. He took out a very small box inside and opened it and saw that it was a milky white paste. The taste was fresh and elegant, and the texture was soft and refreshing.

"Xiao Lan'er's craftsmanship is really good."

The old lady was also amazed.

"Hey, don't praise her. They were all made by my eldest girl Hongxia. My girl has learned a lot of perfume skills with me. How could she do it, just a little girl?"

Yang shook his head.

"That's why the child has mastered the time and is still talented. Cultivating it well will be a good seedling."

The old lady likes her very much, she is smart and smart.

"Thank you, stinky girl."

"You are not allowed to call me a stinky girl. I have a name. My name is Song Zilan, and my brother is Song Ziyan. Oh, do I remember your name is Lin Xi."

Zilan sat with him and talked to him.

"Well, call me Brother Xi."

Lin Xi happily replaced the purse and replaced it with the purse given by Zi Lan.

With Zi Lan and Zi Yan making jokes, the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed. The old lady asked about Song Zhengtian. Zi Lan and Zi Yan didn't interrupt, but just had fun with Lin Xi, and the three children were talking in a gusto.

Lin Xi asked Zi Yan a few questions about learning, but unexpectedly, Zi Yan answered very well. Lin Xi was very friendly and respectful to him and had a happy chat.

After talking for a while, Yang took them out and went to his cabin. The old lady was also tired.

Lin Xi sneaked out, "Zi Lan Ziyan, can you play with me?"

"What are you going to play? My brother still has homework to do. My father has left us homework. If you can't finish it, you will punish us when you go back to the capital. Didn't your father leave you homework?"

Zilan asked with a look of distortion.

Lin Xi frowned, "I've kept it, but I don't want to write it."

"You can play after you finish writing earlier. It's not cost-effective to be punished if you can't finish writing. Your grandmother will not help you."

Zi Lan persuaded him casually.

"Then let's write together. After writing, you can go and play. I'll show you my baby."

Lin Xi thought about it and seemed to be the case, so she agreed to do her homework together.

"Okay, let's go."

Zi Lan stepped forward and held the other hands and walked back together.

Yang set up a seat for them and sat there writing, "You are here to write well and don't run around, your mother goes to pack up your things."

"I know, I will look at them."

Zilan volunteered to be a young supervisor.

"Tsk, who can watch it with you?"

Lin Xi glanced at her and looked disgusted.

"The soup made by my mother is delicious. If you are not good, you won't give it to you."

"Okay, stingy."

Lin Xi was not so scheming yet, and his greedy mind took the lead.

“Write quickly.”

When Zilan saw that the two little kids had started writing seriously, she also spread paper and started practicing big characters.

With the serious comparison between Zi Yan and Zi Lan, no one was playing with Lin Xi. At first, he was a little unable to sit still, but later he gradually began to focus.

It took an entire period of time to write Lin Xi and Zi Yan's homework. The two of them compared each other and laughed loudly.

Zi Lan also practiced several large characters and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Yang came in with the soup.
Chapter completed!