Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

Uncle asked An Ling to agree to something!From now on, An Ling will learn from Uncle Ling, so as not to be bullied in the future, but you still have to call me grandpa when you see me outside! "

Although he didn't quite understand Ling Shuyu's meaning, An Lingqing obediently wrote down all the requirements, and then he looked curiously at a flute hanging on Ling Shuyu's waist, pointed with his fat little finger, and asked Nuo Nuo, " Uncle Ling, what is this?"

Smiling slightly, Ling Shuyu took off the jade flute from his waist, his eyes were soft as if he was lost in memory, his fingers gently stroked the body of the flute, and suddenly he smiled brightly, "Uncle, will you play a song for Xiaoqing?"

The sound of the flute was melodious and melodious, and there was a kind of nostalgia in the tune. Gradually, An Lingqing was fascinated by it. He didn't know the flute, but he could feel the inexplicable sentimentality in Ling Shuyu's music, so he stretched out his little hand to think hard. To hold Ling Shuyu's clothes.

As soon as the sound of the flute stopped, Ling Shuyu looked down at An Lingqing's cute face who kept moving forward, couldn't help laughing, and took a step forward to let An Lingqing hold his clothes, then he saw An Lingqing Ling Qing looked up at him with a pair of pure and clear eyes, but the glutinous childish voice revealed the power to cleanse people's hearts.

Ling Shuyu heard An Lingqing say seriously, "Uncle Ling, don't cry, An Ling is with you."

Slightly startled in his heart, Ling Shuyu looked at An Lingqing's persistent and clear eyes, couldn't help reaching out to hug An Lingqing, and sighed, "Are all children's hearts so sensitive and clean?"

Perhaps it was such a clean soul that touched Ling Shuyu. From this moment, Ling Shuyu made up his mind to protect An Lingqing, not only because he had an older sister, but that older sister was called Anling Ziyu.

Ling Shuyu pushed aside An Lingqing's forehead hidden under the long bangs, observed carefully, and finally saw a small red dot at the end of the right eyebrow, which looked like a mole, because it was too small to see the shape .

However, Ling Shuyu was very clear in his heart that it was not a mole at all. With a sigh, he held An Lingqing's face in his hands and said seriously, "Xiaoqing, no matter what, you can't show your forehead casually in the future. If something grows beside the eyebrow Don't stretch it too, promise uncle, and remember it."

Stretching out his hand to touch his eyebrows, An Lingqing looked at Ling Shuyu's serious eyes, and couldn't help but nodded, but after a long time, nothing strange appeared beside his eyebrows, so he also forgot Ling Shuyu's words, but An Lingqing also formed the habit of always wearing long bangs.

Smiling in satisfaction, Ling Shuyu finished the disguise, and in an instant he turned into that wrinkled old man with long beard and long beard, looking down at An Lingqing who was full of surprise, he stroked his beard , lowered his voice, "Hey, Xiaoqing draws here by herself, uncle, I will continue to play the role of grandpa and master!"

Nodding in a daze, An Lingqing thought it was very fun, Nangong Ye's long beard appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing cheerfully alone.

Finally it was lunch time, Nangong Ye excitedly went to the room to find An Lingqing, pushed open the door, and saw An Lingqing sitting on a small chair obediently drawing, Nangong Ye hugged An Lingqing in his arms He kissed hard on the face, and sighed contentedly, "Anling Anling, Brother Ye misses you so much!"

When being picked up, the black stone in An Lingqing's hand fell to the ground, but he was also very happy to see Nangong Ye, so he ignored the stone that fell on the ground, grinning and softly calling out, " Brother Ye, Anling is very good today, I have been drawing all the time, my grandfather taught me, and the grandfather also said that he will ask me to play the flute tomorrow! In the future, Anling will learn how to play the flute for Brother Ye, okay?"

Hearing An Lingqing's words, Nangong Ye was overjoyed, and grinned, "Well, An Ling is really capable, Brother Ye is very happy, but An Ling must be hungry, right? Let's go have lunch?"

"Well, do you have osmanthus cake and halva today?"

"En?" Nangong Ye hummed lightly, but the meaning was unclear.

"Brother Ye...Brother Ye..." There was no response, An Lingqing could only be discouraged, "Then An Ling will only eat a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and a piece of crispy candy, and then eat a big bowl of rice, okay?"

"No, what should I do if my teeth are damaged? I can only eat a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake or a piece of crispy candy, not both!" Nangong Ye mercilessly refused when he heard An Lingqing's flattering coquetry.

Looking at the two children who were drifting away in the sun, Ling Shuyu's eyes flashed pampering. Although there was still a trace of worry in his eyes, he couldn't help sighing, "Sister, you can rest in peace in the spirit of the sky. Xiaoqing has Nangong's family. Take care of it, and with me watching, you will be very happy."

Feeling idle in the spring, rushing down to Shiwan on a floating boat.

The only confidant here is Du Yu, and I will accompany you in my hometown mountain.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry~~ I've been busy recently, and "If It's Not Brothers" is the current main update, my daughter-in-law may not be able to guarantee an update soon

8. Chapter 7: A Song From Youshan From Green...

Sometimes light and sometimes slow, the melody is clear and melodious, the sound of the flute is slightly green but gives people a fresh feeling, which makes the listener unconsciously calm down. At this time, Mu Nan is squatting behind the rockery, I saw him resting his chin on his hands, staring obsessively at the front, muttering to himself, "Young Mistress blows so well..."

Suddenly, he was hit hard on the head, and Mu Nan groaned in pain. He was about to cry out, but his mouth was suddenly covered. In an instant, Mu Nan's eyes were filled with painful tears, and he slowly raised his head. Opening up a pair of wet eyes, he turned his head pitifully to look at the boy in blue who was squatting beside him, and said aggrievedly, "Master, why did you hit Mu Nan on the head again?"

The blue-clothed boy continued to cover Mu Nan's mouth, glared at Mu Nan fiercely with his eyes, then let go of his hand, and said viciously, "Who made you stare at my lovely An Ling sourly?"

Mu Nan was very unconvinced, and murmured in his heart, "Young mistress is not alone, he is the baby of Nangong's family, hum! He will only bully a servant like me who has no status. If you are capable, you will be punished next time." Kneeling in the ancestral hall, when you can't see the young mistress, don't ask me to steal the key for you!"

However, on Mu Nan's face was an expression of admitting his mistake, he blinked and pretended to be innocent, "Master, Mu Nan is really staring at Young Mistress Xiaoqing disdainfully, but Mistress Xiaoqing's flute is so good, I looked behind him That lotus is just dumbfounded."

With a snort from his nose, the young man obviously didn't believe it, but at this time he was more concerned about An Lingqing who hadn't seen him for several days, so he naturally stopped thinking about it, and only threatened, "Go to the garden and watch over her." Watch out, I want to be alone with Baby Anling."

The corner of his lips curled where the young man couldn't see, full of contempt, but his eyes were full of sincerity, Mu Nan said faithfully, "Well, don't worry, young master, I will definitely give the young master and mistress a good wind!"

Waving his hand, the boy in blue said impatiently, "Go, go, don't get in the way here."

Seeing Mu Nan walking away, the boy in blue immediately stood up with a happy face, waved his hand and called out to the person sitting by the pond, "An Ling."

The called person turned his head, reflecting the green pond, a beautiful face under the sun in the breeze, his face was a standard oval face, with a pair of big eyes under the slender willow eyebrows, just right double eyelids matched Long eyelashes, slightly protruding at the end of the eyes, a small nose, and a small mouth like a cherry blossom.

Surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw the blue-clothed boy, but he showed a faint smile in an instant. He smiled and revealed two shallow pear dimples at the corners of his mouth. Holding the jade flute in his hand, he stood up and found him Even the body shape gives people a small feeling, not too tall but still looks like a little boy, wearing a snow-white brocade dress, the whole person exudes aura.

Hanging the jade flute in his hand back to his waist, he stood up, patted his clothes, tidied them up, and then walked slowly towards the boy in blue. The boy in blue seemed to be unable to wait for his slow walking speed. He jumped down from the rockery, then rushed forward and hugged the boy in white, circling around, shouting cheerfully, "Anling, Anling, Anling, Anling..."

In addition to being startled and screamed at the beginning, the little boy stretched out his arms and hugged the blue boy's neck tightly, and giggled. This smile made his whole face light up, and his eyes seemed to be filled with tears. After a while, he gasped a little, and shouted intermittently, "Young...young master, Anling...the heart is stuffy, stuffy..."

Hearing this, the boy in blue stopped immediately, quickly placed the boy on the big rock, stroked his back nervously, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is it better?"

After being relieved for a while, An Lingqing's breathing gradually calmed down, looking at the anxious Nangong Ye, smiled slightly, and shook his head, "An Ling is much better, it's just that there was a sudden depression just now, it's okay. "

With a breath, Nangong Ye picked An Lingqing up and sat down on the stone, and then let An Lingqing sit on his lap with his legs crossed, holding An Lingqing's small face with both hands, and carefully looked at it several times It wasn't until An Lingqing's face, which had been blush due to exercise, became even more rosy, that Nangong Ye rubbed his cheek against An Lingqing's face affectionately, put his forehead against An Lingqing's, and said in a low voice , "An Ling, you scared me to death, I won't be so reckless next time."

Backing away a little, An Lingqing blinked, then took out a handkerchief from his bosom, raised his hand to wipe off Nangong Ye's sweat, then put the handkerchief away, leaning on Nangong Ye's chest obediently Before that, the voice was soft, "Don't worry, young master, An Ling's body is actually not that bad, and