It was about to see her sister. Hanzhu was so excited that she got up late and got up early. When the maid outside came, she woke up as soon as she got up.

"How about a girl wearing this?" Si Xi took out a water-red skirt from the closet, looked at the other red ones, and whispered: "It's a pity that the girl hasn't worn so many beautiful skirts."

The two maids didn't know her true identity, but Ruyi was more careful than Sixi. She knew that the girl didn't like to wear silly colors, so she changed into a lake blue and asked Hanzhu: "What do girls think of this?"

Hanzhu shook his head, walked to the closet and looked, and took a light green embroidered orchid and a long grass-green dress.

In summer, there are green grass and green trees everywhere. If Cheng Yu wants to see her, she must go to somewhere alone to get along with him. She is wearing green clothes and hides when she meets a maid and servants, which is not easy to notice.

Ruyi Sixi looked at each other in all directions, always feeling that her body was too plain and plain, but the girl liked her, so they couldn't do anything about it.

Hanzhu dressed up simply. It was A Xun's turn to wear a round-necked robe with a royal blue round neck. She first wool fat jade pendant and then her re-embraced twin crane purse. Last time, the one I didn't know was picked up by a servant from Prince Jing's Mansion, but she hasn't found it yet.

"Sister, tie it tightly." Ah Xun lowered his head and watched his sister help him hang it up, reminding him seriously, for fear of losing it again.

The boy's face was washed cleanly, and Hanzhu couldn't help but kiss him, "Sister let Sixi watch it, and she won't lose it again."

Ah Xun covered his sachet, "I'll watch too."

Hanzhu smiled and the siblings used breakfast together. Because they were anxious to see their sister and their aunt's house, Hanzhu did not wait until the sun was over. After breakfast, she took A Xun out and brought Heihei on the house. After getting on the carriage, the siblings sat side by side on the couch, Heihei squatted beside A Xun, and sometimes he arched the curtains with his nose, wanting to look out.

Outside the Wukangbo Mansion, Zhou Wenjia was waiting early. Every time there was a carriage at the intersection, he would stretch his neck to look over.

"Young Master, please go back first. When the cousin comes, I will go and call you immediately. You look so anxious that your face is full of sweat. If the cousin sees it, don't you like it?" His Changsui kindly reminded, "Young Master, I forgot that you went to see the cousin with sweat on one occasion. The cousin still thinks you smell bad?"

Zhou Wenjia touched his forehead, and his cousin complained about him while wiping his sweat.

He smiled bitterly, walked to the shadow of the tree and stood, "I'm waiting here."

The young man was wearing a sky-blue brocade robe, standing foolishly under the tree, waiting for his sweetheart to come.

Waiting and waiting, a carriage turned around on the street, and Zhou Wenjia's eyes lit up, but when he saw clearly the person driving the car, he saw that there was no guard maid outside the car, and he was immediately angry. He turned to the back of the tree, holding his hands in his chest, and was not upset.

When the carriage stopped, Cheng Yu lifted the curtain and walked out. He was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with moon-white Ruyi patterns. When he raised his head, his eyebrows were like distant mountains and eyes were like stars. His cold face looked cold in winter. In this midsummer Dragon Boat Festival, it looked particularly comfortable, as if a breeze was blowing towards him.

Zhou Wenjia's Changsui was stunned. Why does the cousin look different today? He has never seen cousin wear such light-colored clothes. Now when he wears them, he is like white jade and has become a master. He is elegant and restrained. When it comes to handsome young masters, he is three points inferior to the handsome young masters. In terms of heroism, the second young master is far inferior.

"Biao, Mr. Biao is here." He stuttered.

Hearing that his voice was different, Zhou Wenjia frowned and poked his head out to look. He was stunned when he saw it, and then he was furious. This man wanted to compete with him for his cousin. It would be fine if he came to his house with a thick-skinned person, but he even dressed up specifically. Didn't he take him seriously at all?

The young man's bright eyes were about to fly out of his knife. Cheng Yu smiled and asked knowingly: "Why is Wen Jia standing here?"

My cousin was only fifteen years old and had not completely decided his temperament. He believed that in time, his cousin would definitely get out of this blow.

The better he smiled, the more angry Zhou Wenjia became. He turned around angrily and pretended not to hear him.

Cheng Yu shook his head and was about to enter the mansion when he heard another carriage coming. He looked over with Zhou Wenjia.

This time it was really the carriage from the Marquis of Yunyang. Sixi followed the carriage, and four guards followed.

Seeing Zhou Wenjia coming out from behind the tree, Cheng Yu also turned around and watched the carriage slowly coming. Zhou Wenjia rushed to stand in front of the carriage, preparing to help her cousin get out of the carriage, and glared at Cheng Yu threateningly. Cheng Yu didn't rob him, but stood a few steps away, listening to A Xun's crisp voice inside.

"Axun gets out of the car, my cousin hugs you!"

Zhou Wenjia happily lifted the curtain of the car and headed over. Unexpectedly, he didn't see his sweetheart. A big black dog blew out in anger, and a warm breath sprayed on his face. Zhou Wenjia was frightened and retreated. Heihei saw that there was no one in front of the car, so he jumped down skillfully, walked around the carriage, and returned here to wait for the master.

"Cousin hug me!" Ah Xun came out first, saw Cheng Yu, and happily stretched out his hand.

Cheng Yu naturally stepped forward, Ah Xun blinked and stared at him and said, "My cousin is so beautiful today."

Cheng Yu glanced into the carriage and saw only a corner of her green skirt, but he knew that she must have heard A Xun's words, and a trace of discomfort flashed in his eyes. He did not deliberately... dress up, and he didn't know how men should dress up. It was just that today I came to my aunt's house to celebrate the festival, and it was not appropriate to wear dark colors. But Zhou Wenjia's master and servant, including A Xun, had either hinted or explicitly indicated that he was different from usual at this time. What would she think when she saw her?

Holding Ah Xun and retreated, Cheng Yu focused on talking to the little guy.

Seeing that he was not in front of the car, Zhou Wenjia felt a little relieved. He was about to go over again, but Si Xi took the lead. Zhou Wenjia was too unremarkable and had to look behind Si Xi honestly.

Hanzhu came out and saw him first. The young man's hot eyes made her feel guilty and hurriedly avoided it.

In Zhou Wenjia's eyes, her cousin's skin was as white as snow, and she couldn't bear to take it away when she fell on her face. How could she see if her dress looks good? His heart beat faster and he said to her warmly: "My mother and the others are waiting in the backyard. My cousin will follow me, and the sun is burning outside."

Hanzhu nodded, lowered her eyes and wanted to follow him, but the man a few steps away suddenly called her cousin softly, taking the initiative to be less like him.

Are you going to start installing now?

Then how should she respond? Pretending to call her cousin naturally, or look back at him with affection?

I don’t know if it was because of the embarrassment or something, Hanzhu’s face became hotter and hotter. She couldn’t do the latter. She shouted to her cousin and said to Sixi on one side: “Please hold an umbrella, it’s a bit hot.” ​​She pushed her blushing onto the heat.

Si Xixin was revealed and held the umbrella neatly. Zhou Wenjia's eyes turned around her and Cheng Yu, and his hands clenched into fists.

Hanzhu blocked the figure with Sixi, and no one looked at it again.

"Sister!" The group of people walked to the door of the backyard. Ningzhu, wearing a light purple dress, ran out excitedly, held his sister's arm intimately, looked up at her, "Sister is here, I miss you and A Xun."

The nine-year-old girl had a red face and a little fat. She was paired with her soft and delicate almond eyes. Hanzhu felt soft in her heart. She forgot Cheng Yu, Zhou Wenjia, and even A Xun. She focused on her sister and pinched her face and said, "Why are you fat again?"

It is a blessing to be able to eat, but don’t grow up to be a fat girl inadvertently.

When talking about this, Ningzhu lowered her head guiltily. Her adopted mother knew that she was filial and had never picked up meat dishes for her. Her adopted father was good at it. When she saw that she only picked up vegetarian dishes, she would advise her to eat more meat. It was the turn of the Zhou family's two brothers, so she just picked up food for her. The adopted mother could not explain. She used the excuse that she didn't like to eat and they didn't believe it. They all thought she was accepting her life, and in the end she still ate it.

But Ningzhu knew in her heart that even if they didn't "force" her, she wanted to eat. It would be fine if she couldn't see it. When she saw it, she couldn't help but greedy.

So she felt that she was sorry for her father and her sister. Even if she thought of her father when she was sleeping at night, she would cry.

The little girl became depressed in a blink of an eye. Hanzhu guessed that her sister had something to do. Because she was not easy to talk to, she apologized with a smile: "Okay, okay, it's my sister's fault. We A Ning are not fat at all. Now it's just right. A Xun, look, is Sister Ning very good-looking?"

"Yes." Ah Xun ran to the young lady's side, looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "Sister is the most beautiful, Sister Ning is the second best!"

Ningzhu burst out laughing and leaned over and kissed A Xun, "Let's go, I'll take you to see Zhuangzhuang, Zhuangzhuang can jump out of the chair." When she mentioned playing, she forgot the sadness. Ningzhu led A Xun to the yard, ran two steps and remembered something, and turned around and acted coquettishly with her sister, "Sister, my adopted mother wants to make rice dumplings. I don't like sweet foods. You make two salty foods for me, the kind you made for me last time!"

After saying that, he ran without looking back.

The little girl has been talking about salty rice dumplings these two days. Zhou Wenjia asked Hanzhu in wonder: "When did my cousin make salty rice dumplings for A Ning? There are salty rice dumplings?"

Hanzhu pursed her lips and smiled, walking forward and explained softly: "I used to recuperate in Zhuangzi. I liked to read miscellaneous notes. When I saw the book that Jiangnan likes to eat salty rice dumplings, I made a few according to the method. A Ning is from Suzhou, which is exactly what she tastes."

"Then I will make a few more cousin, and I want to eat them too." Zhou Wenjia said happily, glanced at Cheng Yu, and said again: "My cousin loves sweet foods, so I ask my mother to make them for him. My cousin doesn't have to be the cousin's portion."

Hanzhu couldn't help but look at Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu was also looking at her, and did not avoid it. He said with a deep impression: "I tasted salted rice dumplings when I was in Fujian. I felt fine. I haven't eaten them for a long time. When you mentioned it, I was a little confused. Since my cousin can make them, why don't you make me a ham rice dumpling?"

His attitude is much more intimate than before.

Although Hanzhu knew that he was acting on purpose, her heartbeat was messed up by such intimacy and pleasing eyes, and she nodded randomly, and she accelerated her pace to find Fang, leaving behind two cousins ​​who were completely different in mood.

Zhou Wenjia was so tight that he could hardly breathe. He wished he could burn Cheng Yu to fire with his eyes and add ham dumplings. Why was his skin so thick!

Cheng Yu ignored him and continued to walk forward, looking at Hanzhu's slender and light figure, feeling a little regretful.

In fact, he prefers to eat sweet rice dumplings.

But he likes to eat what she packs with her own hands, even if there is only a ball of glutinous rice.
Chapter completed!