Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

For a family dinner, naturally the two tables are placed together, very close to each other.

Li Yan also helped the old lady to sit down, Chuchu also stood up and pulled Wenya to sit on the other side of her grandmother. However, Juanjuan refused to sit down and stood behind the old lady waiting to be served. It seemed that she had formed a habit of being filial to the elderly over the years.

"Juanjuan, come sit next to Chuchu. Today, your mother will be the one to show your filial piety. You sit down and eat well."

Li Yan spoke, but Juanjuan still did not move. Finally, she was pulled to sit down by her aunt and Chuchu. Mrs. Li pressed her on the stool and said, "Don't be so reserved. I haven't seen you for a long time. Let's talk more and say whatever you want."

Chuchu only had time to take a closer look at her sister next to her. When she was standing just now, she found that she was much taller than her sister. Her sister had a slightly bigger frame than her, but not as tall. She was not fat at all, and even when she was sitting, she felt that her shoulders were a little higher.

Her temperament was still as quiet and steady as usual. She was neither humble nor arrogant, and was graceful and generous, as if she would never make mistakes. She was simply the standard of a legitimate daughter of a wealthy family.

With this personality, I'm afraid many people will come to propose to her in a few years.

After her facial features grew, Juanjuan's nose bridge is higher than before, her eyes are not very big, and her facial features are generally not very three-dimensional.

Although she cannot be called very beautiful, her kind eyes are indeed pleasing to the eye. Her facial features are not very prominent when viewed individually, but when put together they look very natural, and are quite pleasing to the eye.

Maybe because I have spent too much time with my grandmother, I feel that our temperaments are somewhat similar. She has a natural scholarly air, but she is definitely not like my mother at all.

After Juanjuan sat down, she didn't rush to ask Chuchu anything, but was just busy checking whether the dishes and chopsticks in front of them were all ready.

Wen Ya seems to be very dependent on Juan Juan. She must have long been accustomed to being a family with Juan Juan. Fortunately, Wen Ya has had Juan Juan accompany her in the past few years. Now her words and deeds are no different from those of children of the same age, just a little immature.

While she was holding Chuchu's hand and refusing to let go, she was whispering something into Juanjuan's ear. The three of them were very close together, as if they had endless whispers to tell, and no one deliberately disturbed them.

Chuchu told them both about her plan to host a banquet in the near future. Wenya was simple-minded and was naturally happy as long as they could get together, eat and drink, and she didn't have to cook anything herself.

But Juanjuan was a little depressed and said, "My sister finally came back, but the queen...it would be better if the queen could come with us."

Chuchu looked a little stunned, as if she hadn't yet realized that the person being talked about was Hongying's identity.

Juan Juan added: "When we went to the palace on the day she entered, we could only bow our heads and kneel down to pay our respects. We couldn't even look up at her, let alone get close to her. Every year when we attend the palace banquets, there are always other people around, and most of them just bow their heads and leave...

Even the dowry for the wedding was brought in later by Brother Jue."

Seeing Chuchu on the other side looking like she was about to cry, Jiao Zhongjue also vaguely heard Juanjuan's words just now, and he quickly stood up: "I almost forgot the business, the Queen sent you an invitation, asking you to come to the palace to appreciate the chrysanthemums the day after tomorrow."

As Jiao Zhongjue spoke, he took out a red card with gold edges from his arms and asked Xiao Quanzi, who was serving beside him, to pass it to him.

Looking at the small regular script with flowers in it, which was written very carefully but not as neatly as her own, she could tell at a glance that it was written by Hongying herself. Chuchu felt a little happier, and smiles appeared on Juanjuan and Wenya's faces as well.

This invitation card was not for each person, but all the original sisters were written on one card. Yan Chuchu's name was written on the first one, which should mean that she was asked to form a team. Hongying still ranked her first. Chuchu couldn't help but tear up again.

After Chuchu finished reading, Juanjuan and Wenya rushed over, fearing that their names would be missed. Especially Wenya, because she had the shortest contact with Hongying and was afraid that she would forget her.

When Wen Ya saw her name, she shouted excitedly: "Mother, the queen still remembers me, and Ya Ya has also been invited."

That expression showed that he felt that he was valued and he looked happier than ever.

The children's joy infected everyone, and there was laughter around the dinner table.

When Chuchu was in Jiangnan, Brother Jue would bring her letters with red tassels every time he visited her. However, the contents of the letters were very brief, mostly greetings to her. But Chuchu could tell between the lines that there seemed to be infinite things hidden in his heart, which could not be expressed in the letters.

Maybe it’s because I’m in a different position, and I don’t dare to write my emotions directly on the letter.

But Hongying would always bring her some small items made in the palace, all of which she had never seen before. In her replies, Chuchu would always tell her the most interesting things she had seen and heard, and she would not be stingy with all the good things, and would write seven or eight pages at a time, because she knew that these were all what Hongying was interested in.

But none of the surprises Hongying gave her had made her as excited as this invitation.

Hongying always understands her thoughts and knows that the best gift at this time is to meet her.

She would finally be able to see her best sister soon. She felt nervous but also excited, the so-called homesick feeling.

Chuchu felt so anxious that she couldn't wait to enter the palace. It seemed that she would not be able to sleep well tonight.

"Then I have to prepare gifts when I go back. Some of these things I have been preparing for several years."

"I want one too?"

Wen Ya was a little dazed. She also saw her name, but she was a little worried about what gift to give to Sister Hongying, because she had spent the shortest time with Hongying.

Moreover, at that time, her mentality had not yet recovered to her physical age, and she did not feel the same kind of homesickness as the others.

Chuchu put her arm around her shoulders and comforted her, "The Queen doesn't lack exquisite gifts, but she lacks sincerity. Even if it's a handkerchief embroidered by Yaya herself, no matter how bad it is, the Queen won't dislike it."

Chuchu didn't mean to comfort her, but she knew that Hongying was not that kind of person.

Besides, what good things are there in the palace? They are not something that little brats like them can easily compete with.

"But Yaya just learned embroidery last year, and it's really ugly."

Wen Ya was still very nervous. Chu Chu could see that although Wen Ya looked like everything had recovered, she still had not regained the confidence that she should have at her age. She seemed a little cautious, as if she would hide like a little white rabbit if something happened.

"If Wen Ya can embroider mandarin ducks into wild ducks and orchids into plum blossoms, that would be unique and the Queen would never forget it!"

Chuchu covered her mouth and laughed when she said this. They knew that Chuchu would not lie to them, so they relaxed a little. Finally, their nervousness was relieved and they laughed.

Chu Chu's smile was even more radiant, as natural as a tranquil lake, without a trace of affectation, which stunned Jiao Zhongjue at the opposite table. This smile made him see flowers in full bloom and spring in full bloom.

Finally, when Li Wenchang touched him, Jiao Zhongjue came to his senses a little. He lowered his head embarrassedly, pretended to pick up the cup, and drank a glass with the old man.

But his expression was seen clearly by the two old men.