C10

In the next few days, Uncle Wang and Qian Lian got along very well with each other as they played chess.

For the past few days, Eunuch Wang had enjoyed himself very much. This little one, at first glance, doesn't seem to be very eye-catching. Not wanting to spend a few days here, you have quite a bit of skill in chess, sometimes if you don't guard against her closely, just by being careless, you will be able to get a hole in her little hand. Only then will it be fine

This little girl doesn't seem to be that big of a person, and her pigtails are only so short every day. But her style is very good, even if she lost a few rounds in the very beginning, she wouldn't even cry. At most, her little mouth would shrivel up and her eyes would be even brighter than before. He would never regret his moves just because he was young, so Uncle Wang played even better. He used to play with the lordmaster, but the latter always played up to his words! "Oh, that game of chess, Uncle Wang can't even bring himself to say such a thing …"

The money had actually been very happy these past few days. After all, it was because he was at ease.

First of all, the environment is very comfortable.

No one treated her as a sickly and sensitive child. Although Granny Song and Grandpa Wang also took her into their care as a child, it was only because she was young and weak that they had to take care of her. Unlike Mrs Zhang and Big Bro, who were worried about her, there were many things that they had to be cautious of.

Secondly, she was also very relaxed.

Grandma Song and Grandpa Wang had never seen her before, so they didn't know much about what a little child she used to be. Even if he knew a bit, it was only what he had heard from others. In the end, what he had seen wasn't the truth. Therefore, as long as she was not too overbearing, she could basically act according to her character. She just seemed to be a child. Therefore, it wasn't necessarily true that she was afraid a few days ago, but at least she felt more relaxed now than at the Shao Family, or in front of those 'acquaintances' …

Furthermore, as long as Granny Song treated her within her line of sight, most of the time, she would 'scatter and raise' her. This was more similar to the days before when her elder brother had been like this as well. Her range of movement was also larger than before. She could play around in the yard, and Uncle Wang would sometimes lead her to the nearby fields after dinner. Very leisurely …

Sometimes she would make a fool of herself, just like Uncle Wang, putting her two little arms behind her back and bending over her waist as she coughed from time to time. When Grandma Song saw this, she would always laugh behind her. When Uncle Wang heard her laugh, he would look at her carefully. Although she had long since put her hand down and obediently walked in all four directions, Uncle Wang would still act as if he was scared and glare at her, or give her a flick of his finger (on her forehead). It was just that the sound of the downpour had never been loud and it had never been heavy.

Now that they were familiar with each other, she gradually began to like this little old man. She would hug Grandma Song who was good at cooking and would sleep with her, making her feel at ease in her arms every time.

Qian Feng suddenly looked forward to her stay in the country as a "foster child". He didn't look too bad. At least, not like she used to be before she was twelve.

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When he was in a good mood, time flew by quickly. Unknowingly, an entire morning had passed and it was already noon. The sun was high in the sky and the whole courtyard was more spacious than usual

Today's weather was good. Granny Song placed the dining table in the courtyard.

It was still a small table, but unlike Grandpa Wang's chess table, it was made of wooden boards. This table was made of thick vines, which had been painted and polished for a long time. The small square table was placed under the window in front of the room. On the table were four dishes. Although they were ordinary dishes, the color of their dishes looked fresh and pleasant.

In this room, Grandma Song had already arranged everything she needed to eat and use. Looking at the other room, the elderly and the young were sitting steadily at the chess table, playing around and having fun.

Grandma Song couldn't help but find it funny. While greeting the two elders for dinner, she also went to Qian Feng's side and personally carried the little child to the dining table for dinner. Eunuch Wang smiled as he saw this. He stopped his hand, picked up his pipe and followed behind.

He turned his little head and saw Granny Song smiling at him with amusement and helplessness. At this time, his little stomach was even making two "gurgling" noises, and Qian Xiaoxiao's small ears had a tinge of red, allowing Grandma Song to pick him up and act like an obedient child.

Since she had woken up, the only two major events every day were sleeping and eating. But Mrs Zhang was always very careful when she cooked, always avoiding a lot of taboos (If Mrs Zhang knew that there were certain dishes that she would not be able to eat, don't blame me for not being able to eat them, Mr and Young Master won't let me). However, he felt much more at ease at Grandma Song's table. Qian Feng grabbed a small bowl of rice and ate very earnestly. Her big dad was really considerate, even bringing along a set of small chopsticks from the small rice bowl that she used at home. I didn't put my heart into it, I brought you more.)

Seeing that she was eating earnestly, Granny Song was also happy. She still remembered in her heart which dishes she liked the most.

The more Granny Song saw of this little girl, the more she liked her.

You just watched her play so much, but now you can move her to a table and she can calm down. The chair was not very tall, and matched well with her small frame, her two small arms were just enough to rest on the table, but her calves couldn't reach the floor, and sometimes she could even rock a few times under the table in a playful way.

He ate steadily: his small hands were holding a porcelain bowl firmly. He ate slowly, but his chopsticks were barely used. A child who was only a few years old had small hands and a small head. His small mouth moved with the rhythm. Little by little, with so much concentration, you almost forget that she was the one who was having a good time.

When Granny Song and Eunuch Wang saw her small appearance, they both smiled. Along with her, the two elders ate much more than usual.

After the meal, Qian Feng was leaning against Granny Song, rubbing his hands together. His eyes were half closed and he looked like he had eaten his fill. He was like a round faced kitten, which was currently making sound of "Hu Lu" in a comfortable manner. But look at those small slits, they were still peeking at Uncle Wang.

Seeing that Eunuch Wang had once again firmly sat down in front of the chessboard with the pipe in his hand, Granny Song turned around in a flash and this little servant also walked over. When Granny Song saw these two addicts, she shook her head and didn't bother to care about them and went back to her room to do her own work.