Rebirth of the Zhang family in the Red Chamber

The first thing Liu saw was her husband, whom she hadn't seen for more than ten days, and her eyes met Zhang Wenxi who was also looking at her. Seeing the longing in her husband's eyes, she felt sweet in her heart, and at the same time, blush crept up her cheeks , and finally couldn't stop her husband's meaningful smile, and averted his eyes.

Looking away, I thought to myself, fortunately, after the old lady entered the house, her eyes were fixed on the little face of Dahong's infant daughter, otherwise she would definitely be unhappy seeing her like this.

The old lady put aside her son's support, and swiftly stepped forward, not a bit like a tottering old lady. Before Liu Shi could react, the daughter in her arms had already been transferred to the old lady's arms.

Mrs. Song jumped over Zhang Wenxi and helped the old lady to Mrs. Liu's bed. The old lady couldn't suppress the excitement on her face, and she said in a kind voice, "Grandma's little girl..." As she spoke, she still held back I couldn't stop kissing that tender little face, and after receiving my granddaughter's blooming smile, the kiss became even happier.

At first, the old man could still sit still and inspect the homework of his grandchildren one by one, but after a while, he became a little anxious, and started walking back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, muttering softly, "Why? Why don't you bring your granddaughter over to show me? You're trying to kill me. I don't know if my granddaughter looks like me."

Zhang Wenhan was quite steady, sitting on the sidelines watching the old man get restless, and he didn't forget to let the maids serve tea.This is because he knows that no matter how anxious he is, the niece will not be able to reach him. With this level of impatience, he wants to hug his niece and wait.However, after hearing his father's mumbled words, he almost spit out a sip of tea. This old man can't think of anything. If his niece looks like his father, my God, he should stop imagining it. It really hurts his brain.

The older Yingyi Yingbo and Yingrui can still bear the serious expression of the young adults in front of their grandfather, but the younger Yingyu and Yingzhe can't do it, especially Yingzhe, he expressed resentment for not being able to follow his father to see his sister .

In the end, Yingzhe, who couldn't sit still, also followed his grandfather's example, with his little hands behind his back, and walked around the house behind his grandfather.So there was such a picture in the room, an elegant old man and a little kid in a big red satin jacket, with their hands behind their backs, walking in the same figure of eight steps, with their heads bowed, muttering to themselves depressed and irritable.

The elder lowered his head, held the tea bowl and gently sipped the tea leaves with the tea lid, as if he wanted to taste the tea seriously. If his shoulders could stop shaking, it might be more convincing.

Yingyi signaled Yingrui to pull Yingzhe back. Yingrui said that Yingzhe was so stubborn, let alone him, even his parents couldn't help it.Now that he is not allowed to see his sister, he will never be quiet and honest.

The old man suddenly turned around as he was walking, and saw Yingzhe following behind him, and saw that this kid was learning to walk by himself, following too closely, and almost bumped into his leg.Looking at his frowning little old man, it was really dumbfounding. Before he could reprimand him, the old man suddenly thought of a way to see his granddaughter as soon as possible, and his eyes lit up.

"Zhe'er, I want to see my sister in a hurry, come on, grandpa will take you there." The old man took Yingzhe's hand, said and left the greenhouse.

Zhang Wenhan stood up calmly, stroked the hem of his clothes, followed the pace of the old man, and left the house.

Yingyi, Yingbo and Yingrui thought for a while, and they knew what their grandfather was paying attention to, so they got off their chairs and followed their father (uncle) out.

Since he was a child, he loved martial arts but not literature, which caused headaches for the whole family. Ying Yu, who doesn't like to use his brain when things happen, slowly watched everyone leave, and with no one to ask, he could only move his that was always covered by her. With an idle head, he realized why they were all gone, and immediately hurried to catch up.

While trotting to catch up, he muttered, "Brothers who hate you, why don't you forget to train me all the time? Just tell me what you all think of, and I have to figure it out myself. Delayed to see my sister, I will definitely go to the martial arts training ground with you for a fight."

The old man dragged Yingzhe not far from Liu's house, "Here we are, Zhe'er, let's go see my sister."

The old lady dominated the eldest sister, and refused to give anyone who wanted to hug her. She insisted that she was in good health and that her granddaughter could still hold her firmly, completely ignoring her son's salivating eyes.

Mrs. Song and Mrs. Liu accompanied the old lady to tease the eldest sister. Zhang Wenxi occasionally avoided the eyes of the old lady and sister-in-law, and showed a small look of grievance at his wife, which made Mrs. Liu want to laugh.

"The young master is here." A little maid opened the curtain for Yingzhe, and the older maid Chunxiang saw it and rushed forward to greet him.

When the old lady heard her grandson coming, she raised her eyes and found that it was only the younger grandson, but the other grandchildren did not follow, "Zhe'er, why is it just you, Rui'er and the others?"

"Brothers are out with grandpa." Yingzhe answered his grandmother's words, but his eyes were fixed on the big red swaddle. Unfortunately, he was too small to see his sister's face, so he pouted a little unhappy.

"This old man, it's because my old woman has occupied my granddaughter for too long, and she's blocked the door. I'm afraid that I will ignore him and bring my grandson to accompany him to suffer the cold. This is why I have to give up my granddaughter to him. It's really..." The old lady said annoyed words, but there was not much anger in her tone, but a helpless smile.

The old lady said to Mrs. Liu, "The second child, I will take the elder sister to show her grandfather, and I will send it back later, so don't wait impatiently."

"My mother is the eldest sister's real grandmother. It's too late to love her. I can't be more relieved that she follows you. How can I be anxious?"

The old lady asked Mrs. Song to support her, and the eldest sister was held by the nanny, "The second child stays here, let's talk to your wife." The old lady took away the girl and left the son behind.

After Zhang Wenxi's mother and sister-in-law went out, she immediately sat by Liu's bed and said pitifully, "Ma'am, I haven't got my daughter today. Ma'am, let me hug you and comfort me."

Liu's ears were red with embarrassment, and she stretched out her hand to push her husband, "The maids are still there."

"There are no maids. We are the only ones left in the room. Come on, Min'er let your elder brother Xi hug you." The maids all know that their master and wife have always been loving, so naturally they all went out with winks. up.Seeing that there were indeed only the husband and wife left in the room, Mrs. Liu relaxed, but she still didn't want her husband to hug her. She always felt that she hadn't bathed for so many days, and if she got too close, in case her husband smelled bad , she would definitely want to die.

"Min'er, I miss you for my husband." The words, hoarse with longing, made Liu relieve her push and push, and gently snuggled into her husband's arms, enjoying the warm time of the two who had not seen for a long time.

There is warmth in the room here, and in the warm room over there, Mrs. Zhang is also enjoying the love of her relatives. Seeing the grandfather who is holding her and smiling without elegance, she secretly decides in her heart that she will not let her grandfather die early in this life. Go, with grandfather here, the Zhang family will definitely be better than the previous life.