"You are..." Li Qiniang asked hesitantly.

The woman looked at Li Qiniang up and down. In the bright lights around, Li Qiniang's face was white and smooth, looking like a young woman in her early twenties.

She was wearing a lake blue double-breasted jacket with silver silk inlaid, a moon-white thread-picking skirt, and a pearl earrings. She had a very good-colored bead flower on her head. She had a few silk-pinned silver leaves on her bead flower. Li Qiniang also had a bead flower on her collar, but it was a little smaller. This was a style I had never seen before. It should have become popular in the capital recently.

The woman sighed in her heart. It seemed that the Yan family had been doing well in the past few years. Not only did Li not endure hardships, but she became more and more prosperous. She looked better than before. The fate of people is really different.

The woman said, "Mrs. Yan can't recognize me anymore. My husband's surname is Ding. I have been to your house with me as a guest."

The surname Ding is not common. The surname Ding has been to the Yan family for a visit. Li Qiniang immediately thought of someone, County Magistrate Ding!

Magistrate Ding was his parents' official, and Yan Zhaoshi once hosted a banquet for Magistrate Ding's family at home. Therefore, Li Qiniang met Magistrate Ding's wife.

But Mrs. Ding in front of her was a little different from the round and beautiful woman in her memory. Her cheeks were thin and there were a few deep lines on the corners of her eyes. Although the clothes on her body looked very glossy, when you look closely, you can see the creases. They must have been kept at the bottom of the box for a long time and only wore them out during the holidays today.

The girl next to Mrs. Ding looked pretty good, but she was a little shy and looked down with her head down and she didn't dare to look at people.

Li Qiniang hurriedly said, "It turns out it's Mrs. Ding. I haven't seen each other for several years. I haven't recognized her for a while. Don't be surprised."

Mrs. Ding sighed: "I am much older, and it's not your fault that you can't recognize me. You haven't changed at all, and you are still so young and beautiful."

Seeing Mrs. Ding's appearance, Li Qiniang also guessed that 80% of County Magistrate Ding was not doing well, and the emperor had changed, and the officials below didn't know how many rounds had changed.

"Mrs. Ding is coming to visit relatives in the capital?" Li Qiniang remembered that both Magistrate Ding and Mrs. Ding were not from the capital.

Mrs. Ding shook her head: "My master's term has expired. He came to Beijing last year. Now he has been in Tongzhengsi. Our family has also moved to Beijing and now lives in Shuangjing Lane."

The Tongzhengsi Department experience is the seventh rank, which means that the term of magistrate Ding has expired. Although he has not been promoted, he has become a Beijing official, which sounds good. However, the Tongzhengsi Department is a famous Qingshui Yamen, and the capital is not easy to live in. The Ding family thinks it is not easy to live.

However, after two dynasties, the official career of Magistrate Ding was not greatly affected, which was already considered lucky.

"So that's it. Tongzhengsi Qinggui, Lord Ding's future is unlimited." Li Qiniang said with a smile.

In fact, this is just a politeness. Lord Ding is in his early forties and is still in the seventh grade at this age. If he is lucky, it would be quite good to beg for bones at the sixth grade.

Mrs. Ding's eyes fell on the beads on Li Qiniang's head again. The beads are of great quality. They should be Nanzhu. Just one bead flower, I used more than a dozen Nanzhus, let alone two.

"Why didn't I see Yan Juren and Ling Qianjin?" Mrs. Ding remembered that she had heard her husband say before that Yan Juren's nephew had a good relationship with the son of the Ye family, and the throne was changed. Ye was still in the position of the Prime Minister, so the Yan family must have benefited a lot.

Seeing Mrs. Ding asks about Yan Zhaoshi, Li Qiniang felt it was necessary to explain. Even if the person in front of her might not be able to be seen in the future, she would not want to be tied up with Yan Zhaoshi.

"The little girl has also come and went shopping with her friends. The little girl's house is not as good as Ling Yan as he can't go to the same place."

After hearing Li Qiniang praise her, Miss Ding raised her eyes, took a careful look, then lowered her head.

Li Qiniang continued, "Mrs. Ding may not know anything. My daughter followed me with Mr. Yan Er for a long time, and now I reopened a restaurant in the capital. When Lord Ding and Mrs. Ding have time, they can come to the restaurant to sit. The restaurant is still the name of the past, and it is Li Shiji."

Mrs. Ding knew about Li Qiniang's opening a restaurant. Her husband said that this matter could not be mentioned in front of Yan Zhaoshi. Yan Juren was not happy. After all, the wife of a dignified Juren did not do business and was not very glorious.

But Mrs. Ding never expected that Li Qiniang would be separated from Yan Zhaoshi.

Yan Zhaoshi is a juren. How could Li Qiniang be separated from each other? She is a woman, and it seems that there is no one in her family. How dare she?

Mrs. Ding was speechless in surprise, staring at Li Qiniang in a daze, and after a long time, she said, "Ling Qianjin didn't stay in the Yan family? Then she..."

What she wanted to say was, what should I do if her marriage was done? You don’t have a son, did you and you never think about your daughter when you divorced you?

Li Qiniang smiled: "The little girl is very good, I want to stay with her for another year."

Mrs. Ding understood that Li Qiniang said she would keep her daughter for another year, which means that the marriage has been settled.

I don’t know which family is willing to marry such a wife. Their parents are separated and they do not stay in the clan. Instead, they follow their mother who is not cared for by their parents. The biological father is not caring about her and there are no brothers. It would be good for such a girl to get married. However, Li Qiniang runs a restaurant and sees that she looks like she is not short of money. The man thinks she is very poor, just for money. She is an orphan and widowed mother. This family business will eventually fall into the hands of her son-in-law.

The seventh prince Chai Yan, who was delicate and expensive, suddenly sneezes twice for no reason...

Mrs. Ding has at least one sentence right. He is really poor. He has no throne and is a waste of money in the Ministry of Justice. He has no salary. He is about to marry a wife and has to rely on his parents to supplement it.

Li Qiniang didn't think so much, and she didn't have time to think about Mrs. Ding's feelings, because Xiaoman and Zhou Xiaobai ran over happily. They each held two lanterns of different shapes in their hands, and there were also pleasant comforts behind them.

"Auntie, look, is this lantern good to look at?"

Li Qiniang smiled and said, "It looks good, it's all good."

Xiaoman also raised a lantern: "Mom, this is for my sister."

Zhou Xiaobai also raised another lamp in his hand: "This is for my sister."

Seeing that they were so sensible, Li Qiniang knew that she would bring one to her sister, and she couldn't stop smiling.

Mrs. Ding came to her senses and looked at Xiaoman in surprise. She heard it correctly. Did the child just call me "Mother"?

"Yan...Miss Li, is this a son-in-law?"

Li Qiniang then remembered that Mrs. Ding was still there. She pulled Xiaoman and Zhou Xiaobai over and said, "This is my son, this is my nephew, this is Mrs. Ding."

It's about Mrs. Ding, but not Aunt Ding.

Xiaoman and Ding Xiaobai called out "Mrs. Ding", and Mrs. Ding nodded: "Okay, OK."

But he couldn't help saying, "Ju Ren Yan..."

She originally wanted to say that Yan Juren was willing to refuse his daughter, but did she even want her son?

But when she said that, she realized that she was wrong. This child looked like he was eight or nine years old or older. He hadn't seen him for a few years. Yan Zhaoshi and Li Qiniang could not have such a big son.

Mrs. Ding quickly swallowed the following words back into her stomach, but Xiaoman still heard them.

When Qi Wei saw a female relative, he was wondering if he would wait for a while before going over, but Xiaoman shouted loudly: "Dad, let's go."
Chapter completed!