Dressed as cannon fodder and vowing to kick the heroine’s head off

Have a good night's sleep.

The next day, Lin Yunxi got up very early.

I’m going to meet my uncle who is an outstanding martial artist. I’m excited.

After washing, the old lady sent someone to call her over for breakfast.

The breakfast at the old lady's side was different from the family dinner that Lin Yunxi attended.

Exquisite, beautiful, elegant, and appetizing just by looking at it.

Lin Yunxi did not put any cosmetics on her face today to increase her skin tone.

After taking care of it for so long, it would be unreasonable for my skin to get worse.

Moreover, she also wanted to see her uncle and grandpa in her best light.

The old lady was stunned when she saw the little girl's skin that had turned several degrees whiter: "Girl, you look much better today."

"Well, it's the clothes grandma gave me that match my skin color." Lin Yunxi said with a smile.

"You're such a stinky girl, you know how to talk." The old lady poked her forehead cheerfully.

After the meal, the grandfather and grandson got into the carriage and rushed to the residence of Marquis Wu'an.

Wu'anhou's Mansion is some distance away from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The old lady's carriage was very comfortable and stocked with various snacks.

Lin Yunxi saw that the old lady was a little tired. She thought she had not slept well last night, so she advised her to close her eyes and rest for a while.

The driver's skills were good and the carriage drove smoothly.

Not long after, the old lady fell asleep, and so did Lin Yunxi.

After an unknown amount of time, I heard the coachman's sound, and the carriage slowly stopped.

Yun Xi opened her eyes sensitively and saw that the old lady opposite had also woken up.

She stood up obediently, stretched her hand to the door curtain, and was about to open it.

I saw a big hand reaching out from outside, and then the curtain was suddenly opened. A man with a Chinese character, an upright face, and slightly white hair on the temples looked at them with excitement: "Sister, you are here!"

"Brother..." The old lady choked up a little when she saw her brother whom she hadn't seen for many days.

The two looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

Lin Yunxi: "..."

Two faces with Chinese characters, a bit happy (*^▽^*)

"Hello, uncle." The crisp voice brought Wu Anhou and the two back to their senses.

"Is this Yun Xi? Haha, so cute!" Marquis Wu An smiled brightly.

Lin Yunxi was a little embarrassed: The little girl will be fourteen next year, is there nothing else to praise for her cuteness?

However, the enthusiasm in Wu Anhou's eyes was not fake at all, and his smile was contagious.

Lin Yunxi couldn't help but grinned: "My uncle is very powerful."

"Hahaha!" Marquis Wu An laughed heartily.

What he likes most is when people praise him for his prowess.

"Let's go to my uncle's house and have some fun."

‘Lovely child’ Lin Yunxi was led out of the carriage by her enthusiastic uncle, and led all the way to the mansion.

Duan Feilan followed behind, looking at the backs of an old man and a young man chatting and laughing in front of him, his eyes felt a little hot.

After walking for a while, Marquis Wu An asked someone to carry Ruan Jiaozi and let Lin Yunxi and Duan Feilan sit on it.

Lin Yunxi didn't want to do it at first because she wasn't used to it.

But the old uncle insisted, and she had no choice but to sit on it.

After a quarter of an hour, she finally understood why she wanted to take the soft sedan.

The Marquis Mansion of Wu'an is huge!

At least for now, it seems to be at least twice as big as the Prime Minister's Mansion!

It took at least half an hour to get from the gate to the reception hall inside.

This was despite the two women carrying the sedan chair walking very fast. If she were to walk by herself, she wouldn't be able to walk in 45 minutes.

The hall was already crowded with people.

It seems that the people in Wu'anhou's house are prosperous.

A woman with a rich appearance and a round face, wearing a red jacquard satin face-breasted gown, stepped forward quickly: "Feilan!"

"Sister-in-law." Duan Feilan's eyes were red and he held the woman's hand tightly.

Lin Yunxi knew that this was Wang, the wife of Marquis Wu'an.

"I've met my aunt and uncle." She saluted respectfully from the side.

"Hey, this is Yun Xi, right? So good." Wang's eyes narrowed as she smiled.

Lin Yunxi: "..."

It seems like her little girl position can't be escaped.

"I've met my aunt!" Two men in their thirties, accompanied by women who should be their wives, stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Okay, okay, Dong'er Han'er, good boy..." The old lady patted the two nephews on the shoulders with emotion.

After a few years of absence, the two nephews have matured a lot.

Lin Yunxi quickly saluted.

On the way here, the old lady introduced to her in detail who was in the residence of Marquis Wu'an. She remembered it carefully.

Wu'an Hou Duan Feijian and Wu'an Hou's wife Wang, their two sons Duan Dong and Duan Han, their daughters-in-law Dong and Meng, and their four grandchildren. Duan Shi, Duan Shu, Duan Li, Duan Yi, taken from the Book of Poetry and Etiquette, Four The two granddaughters are Duan Hua, Duan Hao, Duan Yue, and Duan Yuan, which are taken from Hua Hao and Duan Yuan.

The whole family of fourteen gathered neatly in the hall.

The family tradition of Wu'anhou Mansion is very good.

Starting from three generations ago, concubines were not allowed.

Therefore, this house is full of legitimate sons and daughters, and there is no dispute between legitimate sons and daughters.

Marquis Wu'an was very decisive in his work.

On the day he was named Marquis of Wu'an, he announced in front of the whole family that only the eldest son would inherit the title, and no one could 'usurp the throne'. If the eldest son leaves before him, the eldest son or grandson of the eldest son will succeed him.

A hundred years from now, if the Wang family is still around, the eldest son will inherit one-third, and the Wang family will live with the eldest son.

The rest of the family property was divided equally among the other sons.

The dowries of the girls are also unified. They will not be worse than the dowries of other women in the capital, but they cannot exceed too much for fear of attracting criticism.

If the children and grandchildren are capable, they can move out in advance and live alone, but the distribution of family property will remain the same.

Things were arranged clearly, and the children in the house were naturally at peace.

If you have an idea and can't get it, why bother?

If you want to get ahead, you have to work hard on your own.

It didn't take long for Lin Yunxi to realize that this family was very tolerant.

Maybe it's because the family has practiced martial arts for many years and is not so pretentious.

And his ancestors obviously smiled a lot more here than when they were in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It seemed like she was very relaxed here.

The old lady brought a lot of gifts and delivered them one by one.

They were not pretentious, they all smiled brightly when receiving the gifts, and at the same time presented their own gifts to the old lady and Lin Yunxi.

Many of the third generation in the family are about the same age as Lin Yunxi.

Four boys, one sixteen, one fourteen, one ten and one seven.

Four girls, one fifteen is two years older than Lin Yunxi, one is thirteen the same age as her, one is eight years old, and the youngest is only five years old.

Duan Feilan sent someone to deliver the letter early this morning, and now the little guys actually prepared gifts.

They were sent to Lin Yunxi one by one with smiles.

There are handkerchiefs, flower arrangements, food, and a sachet with a slightly crooked needlework. It's not worth much, but it looks like it's been made with care, and they like it.

Lin Yunxi was in a hurry when she went out in the morning. The gifts were prepared by her ancestors for her and Xiaoqing was asked to carry them.

Seeing this, her mind moved, she reached into the basket and took out the gift from the space.