Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and looked carefully at the girl in a royal blue dress.

This girl should be slightly older than Dazhi by two or three years. She is of medium height, plump and well-proportioned. Compared with Huang Guier's thin lips and a mole on the corner of her mouth, she looks more cunning.

The face of this man in blue clothes is much rounder.

The eyebrows are curved, the double eyelids are large, and the fair face shows a healthy rosiness.

The lips are also very full, there is no trace of pink on the face, and the whole person looks fresh and refreshing.

When she saw so many people standing on the roadside, she was obviously a little surprised, and then she lowered her eyes and bowed to everyone respectfully.

Then he introduced himself gracefully: "Junior Yao Ying has met all the elders."

Yao Ying?

Yang Ruoqing heard Dazhi mention this name last night. Yao Ying is Dazhi's uncle's cousin, and she was also the daughter-in-law candidate that Dazhi's biological mother wanted to match before she was alive.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but look at Yao Ying a few more times.

From the standpoint of a ambitious biological mother, perhaps what she wants most is to marry her son to a woman who is a little older, seems stable, sensible, and can run a household.

This Yao Ying is more pleasing to the eye than Huang Guier.

"You must be Uncle Dazhi's cousin, right? Not bad, not bad." Yang Ruoqing smiled and raised her hand again, this time actually helping Yao Ying up.

Yao Ying pursed her lips and smiled at Yang Ruoqing, then nodded slightly.

Yang Ruoqing asked again: "Now that you are here, where is your sister Yao Yue?"

"Excuse me for your concern, Sister Yue is in the car. I will call her down to meet the elders." Yao Ying smiled and turned around to call the people in the car.

"Sister Yue, Sister Qiao, please come down. Don't keep the elders waiting."

"I'm coming!"

A laughter like a silver bell came from the carriage, and then the carriage curtain was lifted from inside, and a pretty little white hand wearing a gold bracelet with little bells on it stretched out.

Yao Ying held her pretty little white hand, and a young girl in a pink dress jumped out of the carriage.

She has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and her eyes are like crescent moons when she smiles. She should be a little younger than Luo Baobao. She is in her cardamom years, and her beauty is very flamboyant, like a flower in bud.

"Ah, there are so many people? I told Sister Qiao just now that I am timid and shy, but I didn't expect so many elders to be so kind and kind. I don't feel nervous at all!"

Yao Yue giggled, everyone was looking at her, and she was also looking at everyone.

Sun and Wang Cuilian looked at each other and were both amused by Yao Yue's lively temperament.

"Girl Yue has a good temper and is not timid or afraid of people. We like her."

With curved eyebrows, Yao Yue leaned over and kowtowed to Mrs. Sun, Wang Cuilian and the others. She even said various words, "Grandma is good", which made Mrs. Sun and the others smile.

Because of Yao Yue's appearance, the originally somewhat formal reception work beside the carriage suddenly became much easier.

In this relaxed atmosphere, Dazhi and Yao Ying helped the last girl in the carriage down together.

As soon as the girl got off the car, the relaxed atmosphere beside the car was immediately compromised. Everyone, including Yang Ruoqing, stopped talking and laughing. They were either surprised, nervous, or worried. Anyway, all kinds of complicated eyes fell on them.

In the end, this girl.

Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly.

GuIs this girl sick? Or is she motion sickness?

Why does he look so ugly? His whole face is pale and bloodless, and his lips are also light pink.

He was as thin as a paper figure, and the clothes he wore were very elegant colors. He stood there like a patient recovering from a serious illness, with a thin face, a chin as sharp as a pendant, and thin eyebrows and narrow eyes.

She is pretty, but her body is too thin, which makes people feel frightened just by looking at her, as if she is afraid that if the wind is just a little stronger, she will be blown away.

"Zhi'er, is this girl sick?"

Not daring to wait for this sickly beauty to meet her elders, Yang Ruoqing took the initiative to ask.

Dazhi said: "Mom, this is my third brother-in-law's sister-in-law, Xiao Qiao's cousin. She is already weak. The long journey may have made her a little more tired. She just needs to rest."

"Oh, that's it. Then help Miss Xiao Qiao into the house quickly. If you have anything to say, sit down and say it."

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly greeted her again. Even if it was impossible to choose a daughter-in-law among these four girls, the girl came all the way to visit her, so she had to take good care of her. If anything happened, she would definitely go back to Yangzhou.

It’s not easy to explain either.

Dazhi nodded, and then he and Yao Ying helped the sick Xiao Qiao to walk to the Luo family's yard.

Yao Yue followed behind and helped Xiao Qiao hold the small copper stove that she was covering her hands with.

Huang Guier followed at the back. She neither stepped forward to help Xiao Qiao nor helped Xiao Qiao get anything. Huang Guier was stunned and followed everyone into Luo's house with her feet deep and one foot shallow.

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But those eyes were fixed on Yang Ruoqing in horror. She thought that brother Dazhi's adoptive mother, the wife of a general, was putting on airs at home, but she didn't expect that they were waiting beside the carriage to receive her from the beginning to the end, and it turned out to be this ridiculously young sister!

Is she thirty years old?

It looked like she was exhausted. Huang Guier suddenly realized that the sense of superiority of a truly wealthy family may not only be reflected in wearing gold and silver, eating well and drinking hot food, but this invisible sense of superiority.

Such as maintenance!

This kind of maintenance can make you look truly youthful and delicate even if you apply rouge and gouache all over!

"Auntie, please slow down, Guier is supporting you."

Yang Ruoqing was walking hurriedly behind Dazhi and the others into the yard, wondering if she should go find Wang Sheng and take a pulse on this girl Xiao Qiao to see what was going on.

Huang Guier suddenly rushed up and held her arm. Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw a flattering face approaching her.

"What? Have I reached that point in my old age?" Yang Ruoqing asked Huang Guier with a smile.

Huang Guier was stunned for a moment, then shook her head vigorously, "No, no, no, Auntie, you are young and beautiful, well-maintained, and not old at all. Guier just wants to honor you, and is afraid that you will fall and eat, so she wants to support you.

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Yang Ruoqing thought to herself that Huang Guier's parents must be two big idiots, otherwise it would be impossible to raise an idiot like Huang Guier.

Before she could even stand firm, she was eager to please the man's adoptive mother, and even her flattery was slapped on her legs.

"What? Miss Huang, are you worried that I'm blind, or that I can't use my legs and feet? This is my home, and I'm familiar with the roads. I can walk smoothly with my eyes closed."

Yang Ruoqing still had a smile on her face when she said these words, but Huang Guier could see disgust and alienation in the other person's eyes.
Chapter completed!