The sweet wife of the cold-faced general

chapter 21
The dusk at the end of autumn always comes very quickly. Before the water vapor evaporated by the sun on the residual leaves of the lotus leaves, the sun hides in the west mountain.Even the wind that blows is cool.An Ran sat in the warm pavilion of Jingxiu Garden, holding a brush in his hand, repeatedly drawing on the paper, his fair little face was rubbed with a funny black color by the brush.Chun'er put her hands on her cheeks and watched intently.After looking at it for a long time, I didn't see what the lady painted.

"Finally finished drawing, it's inconvenient without a pencil." An Ran said with a long breath.Chun'er blinked her big eyes and asked, "Miss, what is this you painted? It looks a bit like a hand!" "Smart, this is the glove I told you. It can be made of leather, so that father can ride a horse in winter." It won't be cold anymore." An Ran flicked Chun'er's forehead with her hand and said.

"Gloves? Don't misses always wear muffs in winter?" Chun'er asked, rubbing her forehead. "Chun'er, go and get a piece of leather. I want it from Wang Gui's department some time ago. Um... I want buckskin. I'll make a pair of gloves for my father." An Ran said.Chun'er responded and ran out.An Ran shook her head, this Chun'er was always so pure and lively.

It’s going to be winter soon, and after thinking about it for a long time, I don’t know what to give cheap dad. An Ran can be said to have racked her brains, and suddenly thought of modern leather gloves. Express your own mind.An Ran had to admit that in her heart, she had actually accepted Yongding Hou as her father.

Because I can feel that cheap dad loves me from the bottom of my heart.Grandma Wang seemed hesitant to speak, "Speak up whenever you have something to say, why are you still cheating on me?" An Ran asked. "Miss, do you want to make a pair for the old lady? If you let the old lady know that you only make it for Lord Hou and not for the old lady, lest some people stir things up."

It's not that An Ran didn't think of the old lady.But I just can't like the old lady, except for going to say hello to the old lady every now and then, I really haven't tried to please the old lady on purpose.Who told the old lady to say that she is weak and needs to be taken care of, so she doesn't have to go to pay her respects every day. "Mommy, then tell Chun'er to take two more yuan!" An Ran said a little bit unwillingly, unwillingly.If it weren't for the old lady's obstruction, the cheap mother would not have passed away so early.

Thinking back when Zhao Anran said before leaving that the cheap mother was killed by Aunt Song, she really didn't believe that the old man didn't participate or acquiesced, otherwise, she wouldn't dare to murder the mistress with Aunt Song's courage.But for the sake of face, even though he is unwilling, he has to do it.

On this day, Lord Zhao Hou came to visit An Ran again.During this time, Zhao Houye ran to Jingxiu Garden every three days, as if he wanted to make up for all the fatherly love he had lost for his daughter in the past five years.All colleagues and friends who came to visit and received items that they thought were suitable for the younger daughter's household were all sent to Jingxiu Garden.Aunt Song and Zhao Yuhe really gritted their teeth in anger.But nothing can be done.I went to complain to the old lady several times without success.The old lady turned a blind eye because she saw that Prince Lian's mansion was about to propose a marriage.

"Father, stretch out your hand and close your eyes" An Ran said while pulling Master Zhao. "Oh, okay, then I want to show my father something good." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes obediently. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, he can open his eyes now." An Ran put the finished deerskin gloves on Master Zhao's hands.Zhao Houye opened his eyes and looked at the strange thing in his hand.Asked, "However, what is this?" An Ran said cheekily, "This is what my daughter came up with. How about it? It's not bad. I will wear it when my father rides a horse in winter. It will definitely be warmer than a muff." Master Zhao His eyes turned red from being moved.

(End of this chapter)