"Grandfather..." Ning Yuejin slightly frowned and pursed, "grandfather will live a long life. Later, when my grandfather says this again, jin\'er will be unhappy. " She will protect this kind old man to the end of her life.

"Well, well, if grandfather doesn\'t say it, if grandfather doesn\'t say it, my little jin\'er will have the best smile." See Ning Yue brocade really anxious, Ning master this just put away the joke, one side patted her hand, one side pointed to Ning Zi Apricot\'s position, "go, with the brothers and sisters in the family good get together, you are our Ning family\'s Di miss, should have di miss\'s appearance."

Zhang immediately called a little servant girl and wanted to help Ning Yuejin down.

Mrs. Ning quickly stood up and pretended to be angry: "jin\'er is not fast. Thank you, aunt. How old is the child. What\'s the etiquette that mammy taught you? "

"Mother!" Ning Yuejin tooted her mouth and looked at master Ning coquettishly, but she sneered in her heart. In her previous life, she thought Ning Zixing was really happy to sit with herself. She didn\'t understand grandpa\'s pains. Without saying a word, she went down and sat with her, which made grandpa cold and made her mother unable to lift her head in front of Zhang.

And, Ning Zixing and Qin he, two people sing together, let grandfather completely disappointed to her. Ning Zixing stepped on her and sat on the throne. Afterwards, she comforted her hypocritically. Her grandfather was just angry for a moment, and she would help her persuade her more.

How grateful I was at that time. What happened?

One became the main chamber of the great prince, and the other became the favorite imperial concubine of the new emperor. All the people she cared about went to the yellow spring!

Oh

In this life, it\'s not easy to start all over again. She will never, never let the people around her suffer any more harm, any more!

"Grandfather, look at your mother..." she pulled master Ning\'s sleeve, half coquettish and half serious way: "look at your mother, always treat jin\'er as a child. When my grandfather jin\'er grows up, jin\'er can shoulder the responsibility that he dares to take. Today is my grandfather\'s birthday. Jin\'er is really happy. " She would rather the old man helped to sit down, and he was sitting in the next position.

"Grandfather, jin\'er is just like a child sitting here, OK? With you, jin\'er is not afraid of anything!" In addition, she also specially nodded her thanks to Zhang and waved her hand to let the servant girl go down.

"Cousin, today is my grandfather\'s birthday. Jin\'er wants to see more big scenes with my grandfather. After the birthday party, she talks about her little daughter\'s worries with her elder sister. She should not blame her." She looks very much like an innocent child. Her eyes are as clear as water, but she does everything without leaking.

"Well, well, well, my little jin\'er has finally grown up. It\'s hard for you to think so thoroughly." Mr. Ning even said three good words.

"This Ning family is really a famous family. Miss Di has such a style when she is young."

"A few days ago, I heard from my little girl that Miss Ning was timid and timid. I\'m really ashamed. A few days ago, I talked to brother Ning like this in the court..."

"Mr. Ning is so elegant. The tiger father has no dog daughter. Miss Ning is naturally brilliant."

After listening to the comments of the adults below, Zhang\'s eyebrows narrowed slightly, and a trace of resentment and resentment slipped through his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, it was as warm as the spring breeze in April: "jin\'er\'s filial piety is really the blessing of the Ning family. After the banquet, jin\'er will stay in the Ning family for a few more days, which will make everyone\'s heart better. If you have anything, just let your aunt know. "

"Thank you, aunt." Ning Yuejin nodded.

Then she was asked several times by Mrs. Ning. Ning Yuejin acted in a coquetry way many times, which made Mrs. Ning smile. Then she gave up.

The old man Ning was afraid that Ning Yuejin would not adapt to sitting in the main seat, so he ordered someone to call fragmentary pieces in and wait close to him to accompany Ning Yuejin to pass the time.

Ning Yuejin originally wanted to give up. Thinking of the good play later, she repeatedly thanks her grandfather and says many words that the old man likes to hear, which makes him laugh. Ningzi apricot sat down, hate silver teeth bite, want to come forward to pull down ningyue brocade, step on the foot, for himself to sit up.

"Which lady\'s slave are you, so ungracious that you picked the Camellia in the garden."

"I, I..."

"Come with me to the master of the house, and you will have good fruit to eat."

Ning Yuejin just talked with Mr. Ning about whether to stay in Ning\'s house or not. A noisy voice came from the door. There were men\'s scolding and women\'s flattering with crying. There seems to be something wrong.

She settled down and listened. The voice with crying voice was Qin he. She chuckled sarcastically. She thought Qin he might let her go if he could restrain himself today.

"Master, this servant girl was found by Xiaodi when she was taking care of the garden. She is sneaky. When Xiaodi finds out, she has picked the camellia you planted in person." In a daze, the gardener in dark gray coarse linen clothes had already forced Qin he to come over and raised the Camellia in her hands. To prove that I didn\'t neglect my duty.

Then, Zhang came out again, looked coldly at the tea party in Qin he\'s hand, and asked harshly, "which lady\'s maid are you? He was so bold that he even dared to pick the tea party that the owner loved most. "

"Mother, you must ask clearly. You can\'t forgive me." Ning Zixing frowned, and there was a flash of schadenfreude in his eyes. She knew that Qin he was the maid beside Ning Yuejin. Moreover, Ning Yuejin, a stupid woman, has always loved Qin he in every way. But... Ning Yuejin sits on the throne with dignity and looks at Qin he with a tearful face“ Little, miss. " Qin he weakly raised his head and looked at Ning Yuejin. His tone was full of sadness“ Miss, when I went to the market, I heard that the owner loved camellia. When I passed the garden, I saw such a lush camellia. I wanted to pick a few and put them on the birthday ceremony to please the owner. The owner would love her more in the future. I didn\'t expect... "Cough." Ning Zi Xing light cough a few, don\'t know is intentionally for it or really throat itch. Mr. Ning looked at the camellia with water drops at the bottom, with no smile at all. Looking at Ning Yuejin\'s eyes, he was a little more thoughtful, but there was a little more whispering at the bottom“ Jin\'er, what\'s the matter? " Ning old son asks a way, the tone is quite cold. Ah, Ning Yuejin felt more and more stupid in her previous life. She even thought that Qin he was really good to herself, so she took the risk to pick the camellia. She didn\'t think of it. It was because of Qin he\'s words that her grandfather thought that she wanted her to pick flowers for the sake of competition. Mrs. Ning felt that she was not good at home. She instinctively wanted to stand up and intercede for Ning Yuejin. She just stood up... Ning Yuejin got up earlier than her. She went down and took the Camellia in Qin he\'s hand. Then, with a smile, she brushed the Camellia in her hand and said, "Qin he, do you know what the name of the camellia is?"“ Isn\'t this the owner\'s favorite "Yilan Jiao"? The young lady often says in the servant\'s ear, if only she could get a "Yilan Jiao" for the owner“ Jin\'er\'s younger sister has a heart. She\'s looking for Camellia everywhere for her grandfather. " Ning Zibai just stepped in. When he heard these words, he sneered. Ningzi Han has not yet had time to stop, his words have let ninglaozi face more and more cold a layer“ Poof Pooh Ning Yuejin couldn\'t help laughing. "The white petals of Camellia are faint and add a little red. It\'s like a beauty grabbing her face when she\'s dressing up. Grandpa, do you think it looks like this flower?" Ning Yuejin holds the flower in front of his eyes. "Grandfather, jin\'er doesn\'t know much about camellia, but he can tell the difference between" grabbing beauty\'s face "and" leaning on the fence. " Ning master immediately restored the love on the face, stretched out his hand to scrape Ning Yuejin\'s nose, and said with a smile: "you\'re a little smart, that\'s true‘ "I can\'t tell the truth from the truth if I don\'t understand camellia." Ning Yuejin hands the flowers to Mr. Ning, sits down and looks at Qin he with a smile. She has already cleaned herself up in her explanation just now. Qin he never thought that she would keep such a hand today. Naturally, she knew that Mrs. Ning\'s favorite flowers in her life were "Eighteen scholars" and "yilanjiao". However, the climate of "Eighteen scholars" in Jiangguo was not suitable for planting, so "yilanjiao" was in the garden. She just watched carefully, and there were many "grabbing beauty\'s face" in it. She deliberately let slip in front of Qin he, Indistinctly will "rely on column Jiao" said“ miss? Save the maid, the maid is stupid, can\'t distinguish "beauty face" and "Yilan Jiao". I hope Miss, for the sake of Miss, I want to ask for a favor with the master. " Qin he just listened to Ning Yuejin\'s explanation, his heart suddenly jumped, his face turned pale. She raised her head and looked at Ning Yuejin\'s blue embroidered clothes. Her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyes were like ink, her lips were like rouge, and her gentle temperament made her look like an immortal coming out of her words. A trace of hatred flashed in her heart. Why, when she was so embarrassed, she was so brilliant? Why is she so superior when she is so humble“ The beauty gets up in the morning to wash, and the Zhu Chai steps gently fall. Cherry lips bite rouge, small hands smooth and delicate. The beauty exclaimed, and the mirror bit her lips and glared. When the officials heard the news, they said, "the way is to break the beauty\'s face." In the face of Qin he\'s plea, Ning Yuejin smiles quietly and opens her red lips gently: "grandfather, for the sake of jin\'er\'s poem, I appreciate Qin he\'s servant girl\'s slap. It\'s like breaking this beautiful face, OK?"