After the brother and sister returned to the West Courtyard for dinner, the family of five went to study together. Jiang Erye, who didn't like reading the most, leaned against the beauty, and held the "The Legend of the Heroes" that he had recovered from Daguan Bookstore for a while and lost interest in the interest. He wanted to find someone to talk to, so he looked at this and that.

My wife was studying piano scores, and her eyebrows were stretched and sometimes frowned. Her fingers gently tugged on the writing, as if she was touching the strings of the piano; her eldest daughter sat straight, reading silently on pages, reciting something silently; her son rolled a book with one hand, with a serious and focused expression; her little daughter sat next to her brother, holding a brush in her fat little hand and tracing it red. Every time she wrote a word, she also compared it with the copybook, then nodded with satisfaction, and wrote another one.

It seemed... everyone was happy about it, but he felt bored. Mr. Jiang Erpang was bulging and couldn't sit still. Mrs. Yazheng noticed something was happening on her husband. She looked up and saw him throwing the book aside. She thought of asking him to go to Dicui Hall to listen to her newly learned ancient songs. But before she could speak, Mr. Jiang Erpang explained why she looked around and didn't study. "This room is too small, we need a larger study."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the three little ones also looked up. Jiang Liu looked around. The study room was the ear room on the west side of the main room of the west courtyard. The place was not small, but now there were four books - one with her brother, one with her sister, and one with her parents. It was indeed a bit crowded. The place in the west courtyard was not small, but there were not many rooms. Two parents lived in the east of the main house, two with their mother's things on the west, and the east ear room was the room where their parents were washed. The east wing room was Madam Yazheng's dowry, and the west wing room was the two dowry maids and chefs of her mother. This was already full, so how could there be a bigger room?

Unless, again! Jiang Liu was glaring at his eyes and was about to propose to build the cross-yard full of peach blossoms after burning, but he heard from his sister, "Father, mother, daughter want to move all my mother's belongings to my sister's yard. My sister and I are spacious, and my mother's many things can be used now."

Jiang Liu didn't expect that his sister would suddenly mention this, but this did not prevent her from having a good relationship with her. Jiang Liu immediately understood her sister's thoughts and spoke, "My daughter wants to use my mother's beautiful dressing table and the butterfly table for tea in my mother's house."

Butterfly table, a bit more vivid, is a feast table made of long legs. When is the butterfly table made of 6 small tables of different shapes in the mother's room, which can be composed of triangles, squares, hexagons or butterflies according to the number of people eating, which is practical and beautiful. Jiang Liuha's combination table has been together for a long time.

The west room was full of things that Wang used. Yazheng was not convenient to speak, so he looked at Mr. Jiang. Seeing that his two daughters wanted to do it sincerely, he said, "Your mother's things are all for you two. If you want to use them, move them over. If you don't want to use them, they will still be kept in the west room."

"Thank you, father." Jiang Muyan stood up and saluted her father seriously.

Her solemnity made Mr. Jiang feel a little at a loss, so he stood up and said, "It's getting late today. I'll go to the front yard to sleep with Ling'er today. The lady rests earlier, and Yan'er and Liu'er go to bed earlier."

Ah? Everyone was a little surprised. Jiang Ling hurriedly said, "Father, son..."

"You were frightened today. You may have nightmares or high fever at night. If you don't want to keep your father, you are worried. Let's go." Just say that, Mr. Jiang pulled his son away.

After Ya was taking her daughters to send them off the hospital, she smiled and said to Jiang Muyan, "Go to bed early today, let's clean up together tomorrow."

"Yes, my mother goes to bed early," Jiang Muyan responded, and took her sister back to the cross-yard room, sitting in a daze under the lamp. This scene made Jiang Liu, who had just entered the room, think of Lin Daiyu who was sad under the lamp. She felt uneasy and ran into the inner room and hugged her sister.

"Ah--" Qin Bai, who was carrying the washbasin into the room, saw a black shadow passing by in front of him, and involuntarily exclaimed. Qin Qing and Tingqin held the washbasin left and right to save themselves from flooding.

Qinbai felt that it was embarrassing to do this, and explained in a low voice, "Miss is too fast, I didn't pay attention for a moment..."

Husband Zhao scolded with a calm face, "Miss is almost a day or two, why are you still so fussy? If you don't feel attentive, you won't have to go into the house to serve you in the future."

"Qinbai knew that it was wrong." Qinbai lowered her head and admitted her mistake.

Shuying, who came in with hot water, quickly smoothed out, "Let's prepare quickly, girls are waiting to soak their feet and go to bed."

Jiang Liu in the inner room didn't care about the movements. She hugged her sister's thin waist and raised her head and smiled, "Sister?"

Jiang Muyan raised her hand to help her sister straighten the beads on her head, and said with a smile, "Why are you reckless? Change your clothes quickly and let's go to bed."

"good."

After the two of the little sisters were lying on the bed, Jiang Muyan hugged her and said softly, "I think my mother's dowry is so pitiful..."

When my mother was alive, she lived in the west and her father lived in the east and did not disturb her. Now her father and mother live in the east and her mother's house supplies were placed alone in the west room. Jiang Muyan felt uncomfortable every time she went there, "My mother will get pregnant soon. When the baby is born, her grandmother will definitely make people free up the house in the west. Instead of going to that point, it is better to move my mother's things first, so that she can leave her mother's things more decent. We live in the same place now, and I can clean up my house and put down my mother's things."

My sister meant to bring my mother's things over and put them in her room as it is. Jiang Liu disagreed with this, "Sister, let's reorganize your and my room. This room is used as a bedroom, your room is used to store clothes, coffee tables, desks and antique shelves in the outer room, and we should use the things that my mother left to us so that she will be happy."

Is that true? Jiang Muyan looked at the bed curtain with tears in her eyes and said softly, "Then let's take a good look tomorrow and see how to arrange it. After the arrangement is done, Nan Xiang, Yuwan and the others come over to play, and we can entertain them in our room."

"Yes!" Jiang Liu responded happily and happily discussed the arrangement of furniture with her sister.

In the wing room of the study room of the outer courtyard, Mr. Jiang Er lies on his son's bed and discusses with him about his adoptive son. "Originally, my father wanted to recognize you as his adopted son, but after he recognized you as his adopted son, someone would definitely say that I was seeking fame and want to benefit from the Ren family. So it is more appropriate to recognize my adopted son. The adopted son is also a son. With such a relationship, when Jiang Jinzong wants to take you away, his father can rightly object. What do you think?"

Is this my grandmother’s idea or my mother’s? With his father’s personality, no one reminded him, and he would definitely not have thought of this. The adopted son or adopted son Jiang Ling didn’t care. He only cared about one thing, “After accepting the adopted son, can my son still study with his sister and play with him?”
Chapter completed!