Exile is exile, is half of the capital enough as compensation?

In the past two days, her ears have been filled with the words of her family.

Even Ji Wanqing and Chen Yaner came with their children to lecture her.

If her eldest sister had not married Zhuang Chenxu two years ago and was now living with him in Huai County and would not be back until tomorrow, she would probably still be worried today.

"Aren't I here for you to embroider the last stitch of the wedding dress?" Hua Qinrou said as she showed the wedding dress in her hand.

It’s just a stitch, and it really is just a stitch. You just need to insert it through.

Although Leng Youran is not good at needlework, she can still do such a simple thing.

"Ran'er, this wedding dress was made by our family. We hope you will live a happy life in the future, carrying the expectations of all of us, and have a smooth life." Hua Qinrou cut the needle and thread in her hand, picked up the wedding dress and tried it on her, saying as she did so.

"Yes, Ran'er, although you didn't grow up with us, you must remember that you will always be our daughter. As your mother, we hope that you will live a peaceful, healthy and happy life."

Leng Youran, who had been depressed for a few days, had his eyes reddened by the two mothers' heartwarming words. He embraced his two mothers with both arms and rested his head on their crossed shoulders.

"My two mothers, it's great to have you around." Her voice was slightly choked.

Hua Qinrou and Qiao Haolan turned their faces away when they heard this.

No matter how capable she is, she is still a child in their eyes.

But when the child grows up, he will eventually leave his mother's arms.

The three of them stayed in Leng Youran's yard for the entire afternoon. During that time, they asked Leng Youran to try on the wedding dress. The size fit them well, so they kept the dress.

Time flies.

Soon it was the night before the wedding.

Leng Youran's yard also ushered in the busiest day.

Leng Hanxiang came back with her one-year-old baby.

Ji Wanqing's child is a little older and is already three years old. He is a boy.

A pair of eyes that look very much like Leng Youran.

People say that only nieces look like their aunts, but in the Leng family, the nephews are the most similar.

Even Chen Yan'er wasn't too jealous and often complained about Leng Yuze, saying that he and Youran were nothing alike, which resulted in their daughter not looking like her aunt at all.

Huanhuan and others, along with all the female family members, were busy in the yard.

Leng Youran was surrounded by several sisters and sisters-in-law, talking in private.

"Yu Ning, you are the only girl left in the family now, you can't leave the Queen Mother behind!"

Leng Yuning's pretty face turned slightly red, and she looked shy when she was suddenly called out.

Ji Wanqing and others have all experienced sexual relations, and even Leng Youran, who has always been indifferent to emotions, noticed something strange.

"Tell me, Yuning, do you already have someone you like?" Leng Hanxiang, as the eldest sister, started asking questions first.

"Yes, Yuning, if you have someone you like, don't hide it from us. At least let us know what kind of man has caught your eye." Ji Wanqing, as the eldest sister-in-law, was no less confident.

"Yes, Yuning, tell us what kind of man he is." Chen Yan'er turned the restless Niuniu in her arms over and asked.

"Hey, weren't you here to talk to my younger sister today? Why are you all bringing me into this?" Leng Yuning stomped her feet shyly.

His gaze lingered on Leng Youran for a moment.

Leng Youran was so alert that she saw through it right away, and what she said was shocking, "Sister, are you attracted to Li Tianze?"

Everyone in the room fell into deathly silence, looking at Leng Youran in shock for speaking without thinking.

"What are you talking about? He's my brother-in-law. How can I be so hungry that I won't be picky about food?"

Leng Youran continued to speak wildly, "Tianming and Tianduo are not acceptable either. They are both married people. You can't be their concubines."

There was deathly silence in the air again.

However, this time their eyes did not fall on Leng Youran, but looked at Leng Yuning, as if to imply that if you become someone's concubine, you should prepare to be beaten.

Leng Yuning waved her hands repeatedly, "What are you thinking? How could I become someone's concubine? You and I are still my sister, Youran? Why do you think of me like this? Humph, I'm ignoring you."

Leng Youran didn't see any sign of anger from her, so he continued boldly, "Then why were you looking at me just now? You couldn't be..." Leng Youran pointed at herself with a look of disbelief.

Not to mention that she is her sister, even if she is not her, she is still a girl, and lesbianism is not acceptable!

Although such things are common in modern times, this is an ancient...

Absolutely not...

Leng Yuning was practically driven crazy by her. She pulled at her hair helplessly. Before anyone else could say anything, she raised her voice and said, "It's Hua Zian, it's Hua Zian. Come on, what are you all thinking about? Why do you have so many messed up thoughts?"

As soon as Hua Zian's name came out, everyone was stunned.

Especially when he saw the person coming behind Leng Yuning, an unnatural smile appeared on his face.

Leng Yuning had his back to the door at this time, so he couldn't see Qin Fangya who was holding something behind him.

Qin Fangya didn't expect that she would hear such happy news just when she came to add some makeup to her niece.

In recent years, she has been worrying about her son's marriage all the time.

In the past two years, she vaguely felt that something was wrong with her son.

Although I often went to the City Lord's Mansion before, I was never as diligent as this.

But it’s different in the past two years. Every time I go back from here, I have a smile on my face.

Well, to be precise, it should be a smile with lustful thoughts.

"What's wrong with you? Why..."

Leng Yuning thought that everyone was going to get to the bottom of the matter, but unexpectedly, no one spoke and everyone looked towards the door. She turned around and when she saw the person standing at the door, her face flushed red.

"Uncle...Aunt..." he called out with difficulty.

Qin Fangya couldn't hide the smile on her face, and she responded repeatedly, "Hey...Yu Ning!"

Leng Yuning couldn't sit still at this moment. No matter how much she had heard, it was a bit embarrassing to bump into someone's mother right after she expressed her feelings. She stood up, bowed slightly to Qin Fangya and said, "Aunt, you guys chat, I'll go out and see how they're preparing."

After saying that, he left the house as if escaping.

It only gave everyone a sense of hope.

"Um, aunt, why are you here so late?" As the eldest, Leng Hanxiang had already guessed her purpose by looking at the box in her hand.

Just to ease the awkwardness, I asked while pretending to be ignorant.

"Isn't Ran'er getting married tomorrow? As her aunt, I'm here to add to her dowry." After saying that, she placed the box on the table in front of them.

Leng Youran looked at her in confusion, "Aunt, didn't my uncle already send the makeup supplies over? Why are you sending them again?"