The spirit of the older generation's struggle to the end is shocking and touching.

Everyone listened to Grandma Miao's speech in silence. Grandpa Miao walked over and talked to Grandpa Hou, the commander of Grandpa Hou, Grandpa Cao and others. Yes, Grandpa Cao and the Cao family were not absent.

Ning Yunxi looked over and saw Dou Xiao, a scholar introduced to her yesterday by Army Commander Hou, and saw a lady standing side by side beside Dou Xiao. She was a very elegant and intellectual woman wearing a black skirt and a white peony hairpin was tied to her very clean and neat bun. Her face was slightly pointed, like a delicate beauty like cloisonné.

Miao Xinhong noticed that her eyes were pressed into her ears and said, "It's Sister Cao Deying."

Grandpa Cao’s youngest daughter, Ning Yunxi had heard Cao’s wife say before, “A overseas educated youth and senior intellectuals.”

Ning Yunxi turned around and said to Miao Xinhong: "Sister Miao, I really thank you for introducing the teacher to our third brother last time. Later, I asked Teacher Shao that she could invite her, an old friend, to do it, was all about your love."

"What's that?" Miao Xinhong waved her hand indifferently, "Your third brother, good Miaozi, wouldn't it be a waste of her talent if she doesn't help her? She has a good foundation, so she will go up immediately. Let's talk about that exam, to be honest, if the person who took the exam for the first time, even if he had this talent and didn't know the rules of the exam, he would be eliminated. If he took the exam for another year, wouldn't it be a waste of the time of a young man? As a teacher, I can't stand it, and youth can't be wasted."

"Thank you, Sister Miao." Ning Yunxi still has to thank him after saying that.

Miao Xinhong didn't come and go to her and said thank you. She stretched out her hand and touched Xiao Leilei's little face in her arms and said, "He looks more and more like his father the more he looks. Look, his little face is frozen."

Leilei's little face was touched by Aunt Miao's warm palms, and he yawned comfortably. He stunned Miao Xinhong on the spot.

"Why are you and Mr. Meng so cute, you look like an elf?" Miao Xinhong said.

Leilei held one of his little hands on his mother's neck and acted like a young master: I am smart, I can coax me but not lie to me.

Miao Xinhong seemed to see through what the kid said in his heart and laughed softly: "Who has he deceived him? You? Teacher Meng?"

This is a long story. Ning Yunxi is ashamed.

"Like kids? Don't give birth to one?"

This was said by Dan Dongxiang who had been listening to them for a long time before.

After hearing what he said, Miao Xinhong turned her head and glanced at her, and her expression said: Why are you saying this suddenly? What do you want to do?

Shan Dongxiang put his hands in the big cotton hood pocket, his face a little depressed.

Leilei saw something, pointed his little finger at the two of them, turned his little eyes to look at his mother: Is this the case?

Ning Yunxi narrowed his eyes at the son of the ghost elf: You are so young, are you taking care of your uncle and aunt? Are you not afraid of being dealt with by your uncle and aunt?

Leilei was afraid, and his little hand held his mother's neck tightly and shook his head: No, no, he knew nothing.

Seeing that everyone was walking out and preparing to go back, Ning Yunxi held his son and walked with Miao Xinhong. The two of them unknowingly talked about their current work.
Chapter completed!