"I am your cousin. I'm your cousin. It's what I should do for you." Fu Zhixing smiled.

Should it be?

It was just a cousin who was in-laws, and taking care of her was not something that should be given. Yan Hu was not a five-year-old child, so he understood that Fu Zhixing treated her differently, not to mention that Fu Zhixing saved her twice when she was in her infancy. He should be promised by his life.

But... although he was ambitious last time to say that he wanted to be a heroine, the age gap of nine years old was like a world of heaven. Will he wait for her to grow up? He should treat her as a brother-sister? Yan Huo had a little sadness on his face, and Fu Zhixing, who was walking out of the carriage, saw it, "What are you thinking about again? At a young age, thinking too much is not good for your health. I have nothing to worry about in everything, so there is no need to worry about it." Since he recognized her, he would wait for her to grow up without distraction.

Yan Huo buried his head in his arms, smelling the faint fragrance of plum blossoms on his body, and the sadness was gone. She is still young now, so don't worry. Let's talk about everything when she grows up in the future. If he wants to marry her at that time, she will marry him.

Fu Zhixing carried Yan Hu into the carriage. When she saw her yawning, he said, "If you want to sleep, you don't have to force yourself."

"My cousin will be bored." Yan Huo said half-closed his eyes.

"No, I won't be there with you." Fu Zhixing stretched out his hand and covered her eyes.

Yan Huo fell asleep in his arms with peace of mind.

When Yanhu woke up, she was already in her bedroom, with the curtain hanging down, and silently around. Yanhu rubbed his eyes and sat up, "Licorice."

Licorice, who was guarding the door, heard the shouts and hurriedly walked in, "Miss, you are awake."

"When is it?" Yan Qiu asked.

Licorice was wrapped around the curtain and said, "It's almost the hour of You."

Yan Huo got up and washed up, went to the main courtyard to find his parents. Before he entered the door, he asked the maid to stop him. "Miss, the Fourth Master and the wife are still resting. Let's go to the old lady's place to play."

At the You hour, I was still resting! Yan Hae turned his eyes with a trepidation, turned around and walked out with a smile, and went to Chunhui Hall to find her grandmother. Mrs. Yan was reading this Buddhist scripture. She was not a devout believer, but at this age, she no longer had the leisure to read the poetry collections and lyrics. Her grandchildren often came over, and she didn't read the scriptures and could only read the Buddhist scriptures and spent time. The old lady felt that life was as lonely as snow.

"Grandmother." Yan Huo came in happily.

Mrs. Yan liked her as soon as she saw her, and smiled, and put the Buddhist scriptures beside her, "Xiaoxiao."

Yan Huo climbed onto the couch and rolled into Mrs. Yan's arms. Mrs. Yan hugged her and asked, "Is there a lot of fun outside?"

"Happy, Cousin Fu invited me to eat a lot of delicious food." Yan Hae said the name of the dish with his fingers, and his mouth salivating little look was cute and cute. "I'll invite my grandmother to eat another day."

"Then grandmother is waiting." Mrs. Yan smiled.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, Mrs. Yan focused on the marriage of Yan Qi and created an opportunity to meet the man named Fang Sanlang. Afterwards, Mrs. Yan asked Yan Qi about his opinion, and Yan Qi shyly said: "It is up to my grandmother to take charge of everything."

This was agreed. Uncle Yan asked around and asked Yan Tongshu to find him for a few times. He was sure he was a good man. So the marriage was settled.

Seeing that Yan Qi had already had someone else, Mrs. Yan became more and more anxious, and Zhizhi's marriage was not yet settled. A bigger blow followed one after another. The Duke of England and Duke of Ningguo were about to marry each other. The Duke of England invited the official media to go to the Duke of Ningguo to propose marriage. The Duke of Ningguo's mansion agreed and began to pass the six rituals. Mrs. Yan's hope of marrying her daughter into the Duke of England was completely vain. After thinking about it, she didn't know much about the men of the nobles in Beijing. She often came to the house and had the right age. There was no one else except Zhang Weide.

Mrs. Yan San thought too much and felt uncomfortable. She wrapped a turban on her head, lay on the bed, sighing. Master Yan San came back and saw it, and said, "If you are not feeling well, please come in and have a look. Don't cause minor illnesses to become serious illnesses."

"I'm not sick, I just think about Zhizhi's marriage and a headache." Mrs. Yan sighed and said in a sarcastic voice. After the wedding ceremony was held, she thought someone would come to propose marriage, but there was not one, and Mrs. Yan couldn't help but be anxious.

Master Yan San sat down on the round punctuan and said, "I am just a fifth-rank official. Don't be too ambitious. Just find someone with the same family background. If your family background is too good, your family is too high and your family is not a good match. Zhizhi will suffer if you marry him."

"I think about it again." Mrs. Yan San was unwilling to accept that Yan Zhi was her eldest daughter, and she was unable to give birth to a son. Although she held the son born to her concubine, she always hoped that her daughters could make noble relatives, so that the three families could stand up.

Master Yan San expressed his attitude, so he stopped talking and took a sip. He had always been honest and had no opinion. The only thing he had done for so many years was to marry Jiang's family.

Yan Huo had no idea about the entanglement of Mrs. Yan Huo. She lived a fulfilling and happy life every day. She led her little cousin and her little cousin to pick up cats and dogs in the mansion and be domineering. Fu Zhixing also asked the food sent from Zhen Restaurant to provide for it, and she looked better and better.

In midsummer, the weather is hot, but unfortunately Yanhu's body is not suitable for ice. Although Chunhuitang is cooler than other courtyards, Yanhu is still sweating profusely, "Grandmother, look, look, I'm so hot that I'm so hot."

Mrs. Yan used a veil to help her wipe her sweat off, looked up at the sun outside the window, "Why is it so hot this year?" It was hotter than in previous years.

Mrs. Yan suggested: "Mother, it's cool on the mountain. Why don't you let someone clean up Qingquan Village? How many girls do you take to stay there for a few days?"

Mrs. Yan thought for a while and said, "Okay, then go and stay for a few days."

With the consent of Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Yan immediately sent someone to Qingquan Village to clean up the yard.

Two days later, Mrs. Yan took her grandson, granddaughter and Yu Fangfei out of the city to Qingquan Village. After leaving the city from the north city gate, the carriage drove for about half a day, and it was almost noon before she arrived at Qingquan Village. The head of Guanzhuangzi was the servant of the Yan family, surnamed Zhao, and the nine members of the Zhao family were waiting outside to greet their master early.

There are more than a dozen banana trees planted outside the village gate. The broad green leaves are cool in the wind and the red flowers are like drooping red lotus. Yan Hu pointed to the banana leaves and said, "Go, go and pick a few pieces."

"Twelve Sister, what do you want banana leaves to do?" Yan Qi asked.

"Inscription of poems, use them to write poems." Yan Huo remembered that there was a calligrapher who practiced writing with banana leaves, and the name of banana leaves and slackened texts.

"Twelve sister, you don't know a lot of words, and you even write poems." Yan Xiang covered his mouth and smirked.

Yan Hu didn't want to pay attention to Yan Xiang, but there was a girl who controlled Yan Tongming. After hearing this, she said unhappily: "Who said my sister is illiterate? My sister can recite "Thousand Characters" backwards."

Yan Hu's mouth twitched slightly. Brother Jiu, please don't brag. Her character in this life is good-looking and cute, not talented.

"Twelve Sister, you are so powerful, why don't you recite it and let us listen." Yan Xiang smiled.

"It's not interesting to me carry it alone, it's better for my sixth sister to carry it with me." Yan Hae-kun led Yan Xiang's army. Although Yan Xiang lived for a lifetime, he still didn't make much progress in studying.

Yan Xiang's expression froze and shook the round fan in his hand, "The sun is so big, it's so sunny." As he said that, he walked forward quickly.
Chapter completed!