Traveling to the ancient harem

When the group returned to Huang's house, it was almost dark. Huang Ye asked Hongyu to take Hongdou back to Furong Garden and asked Li Ma to clean up Hongdou. Because of long-term wandering, the girl's hair was messy, her body was dirty, and her clothes were tattered. Fearing that their family would worry, the brother and sister went directly to Funing Hall. The old lady's room was already lit. When the brother and sister walked in, they saw their grandparents, father and mother were sitting and drinking tea and chatting, obviously waiting for them.

"Greetings, Grandfather, Grandma, Father, and Mother." Huang Ye bowed in a circle, showing that she had learned the rules and etiquette very well. Hong Ge'er followed behind to pay her respects. Before the old man could say anything, the old lady pulled her into her arms and said, "Are you tired, Ye'er? I'm so worried about you. If it's any later, I'll send someone out to look for you." As for the grandson, well, boys are hardy and don't need to worry.

"Grandma, I had a lot of fun today. My second brother took me to see the shadow play and we also tasted a lot of delicious food." Huang Ye raised her innocent face: "I also bought a gift for grandma." She asked the servants to bring in all the things she bought today. She searched inside and found a flowered bag. She took out a headband from it. The stone blue satin was embroidered with simple longevity patterns. Although the item was not expensive, the color was good. Huang Ye liked it at first sight and felt that it matched the old lady very well. "Grandma has fair skin, and this color looks good with it."

"Grandma's little darling grandson, every time you go out, you remember to buy gifts for grandma, how can you be so lovable." The old lady was so pleased with the compliment that she wanted to hug Huang Ye again. Then she squinted her eyes at her grandson and said, "Unlike some brats, who forget to think of grandma when they go out, huh."

Some brats: He often buys gifts for his grandmother, but his grandmother selectively forgets about it and is biased.

"Mom." Huang Ye rummaged around again and found a small box. From it, he took out a gauze flower. The light purple color looked very elegant and the workmanship was also very delicate. "Mom, you are beautiful and this flower is a good match." Chen took it and smiled from ear to ear. It is said that daughters are the intimate little cotton-padded jackets of their mothers. This is true. Daughters are still better. What? Sons, how can daughters compare?

Son: Mom, that’s enough. I also bought gifts, but why don’t you smile so sweetly? You are so biased.

"And daddy." Huang Ye continued to look through the boxes and pulled out a black jade pendant. The quality of the jade was not very good, and it was a street stall item. Most other jade pendants were round, with round holes in the middle, but this one was hexagonal, with a square hole in the middle. The shape was very unique, and Huang Ye liked it as soon as he saw it, thinking it was very suitable for his father.

"Daddy likes it very much." Father Huang solemnly took the jade pendant in his hand and examined it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became: "Madam, after dinner, ask someone to weave a wish-fulfilling knot on it. I want to wear it every day."

"Mammy, I saw a very beautiful hairpin today. I think it suits you very well, so I bought it for you. It's not worth much, please don't despise it." Huang Ye took out another box and said to Mammy Qin who was standing behind the old lady. She opened the box and found an ebony hairpin inside. There was a cloud carved on the hairpin, which was simple and elegant, and the carving was also very delicate. "It is said that ebony can ward off evil spirits. I hope you like it."

"There are also some for me!" Nanny Qin was flattered: "I like it, I like it. The young lady bought something for me, but I can't afford it." Nanny Qin wiped her eyes. The young lady was really sensible.

"Thank you for taking care of me over the years, please don't be so formal." Huang Ye is a grateful child. The nanny has always been very good to her, and she has been with her grandmother for so many years and is the most trusted person in front of her grandmother. She is willing to give her this respect.

"Cough, cough, cough" the old man coughed a few times and looked at his granddaughter sideways. In his mind: (I am such a big grandfather sitting here, how can you not see it?)

"Did Grandpa catch a cold? He sounds like he's coughing." Huang Ye pretended to be stupid.

"Your grandfather is jealous. Seeing that others have gifts, he is reminding you." The old lady exposed the old man mercilessly.

"Ahem," the old man muttered softly, "What nonsense is this old woman talking about?" Doesn't he have any face?

"Oh..." Huang Ye deliberately dragged out a long sound, ran over again, and took out a small cloth bag from it. He took it out and asked the old man to stretch out his hand. He poured out two walnuts from it. The rare thing was that the two walnuts were exactly the same, so it was a bit expensive. "Grandfather, you write all year round, which is very demanding on your wrist. You can play with this iron walnut when you have nothing to do. It can exercise the strength of your hands. Moreover, the more you play with this walnut, the brighter it becomes. It is very suitable for you."

"Good, good, good," the old man said three good words in a row and couldn't let go of the thing in his hand. His granddaughter was more considerate than his grandson and knew how to care about his health. He would never let go of the thing for the rest of his life.

The grandson standing here: partiality.