Lady Caisang: My husband is a little sweet

Chapter 478
The two young daughters have things they like, and they won't get tired of playing together for a long time. Jiang Rong'an and Gu Qingya sorted out the things they brought back, and cleaned themselves up, while Guoguo and Mianmian came back one after another. up.

Seeing Jiang Rong'an and Gu Qingya, even the normally stable faces couldn't help but their eyes turned red, and they followed closely beside them. It wasn't until dinner time that everyone put away all their emotions.

After dinner, Jiang Rong'an and Gu Qingya entered the side room without enjoying the cool air in the courtyard. The children's eyes were shining brightly, and they looked at them expectantly.

Seeing this, Gu Qingya simply sat down on the low couch, so several children also took off their shoes and got on the low couch one after another, sitting around Gu Qingya, Jiang Rongan took a look, and simply sat down on the side of the low couch, parting ways After so long, let's get close to the children.

"Your father and I have been away for more than half a year, are you okay at home?" Gu Qingya asked with a smile as she touched this and patted that.

"I have nothing to do at home, I just miss you and dad, will you leave for so long in the future?" Guoguo was also a little depressed, it felt really different without her parents by her side.

"It probably won't happen in the future. It will be your turn to go out." Jiang Rong'an said with a light smile. When children grow up, they always have to leave their parents' side. They are just not used to it now.

"No way." Guoguo said quickly, Shuangshuang Jiangjiang also shook her head, but seeing Jiang Rongan's smiling eyes, her voice weakened.

"It will be many years, Dad, you won't let me learn art from a teacher." Compared with the attachment of her sisters, Feifei yearns for the outside world even more.

Mianmian glanced at Feifei indifferently, "You haven't even learned much from Uncle Sishan's teaching, so what teacher do you want to learn?"

Seeing Feifei being blocked by Mianmian and having nothing to say, Gu Qingya couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, "Let's not talk about this, Mianmian, you and Guoguo go to school, what's the fun?"

"It's okay. My classmates are still working hard in their studies, but my master is a little bit formalized and not flexible enough." There are also many princes and nobles who go to the school face to face, but everyone goes with a learning attitude, and there is no trouble on weekdays. Category.

Gu Qingya looked at Guoguo, but saw her frown slightly, "Guoguo is unhappy?"

"No, it's just that there are a lot of cumbersome things. It's really meaningless to have tea parties and poetry parties every now and then."

So far, Guoguo has only participated in one poetry meeting, but it turned out to be held together with another college, and boys and girls were competing in poetry there, so she lost interest so far, so she was also excluded from the margins.

He glanced at Guoguo face to face, but didn't say anything, he knew in his heart how she was doing, since she didn't want to say anything, he didn't need to talk too much.

"Since you don't like it, just pick a few important ones to participate in. Have you made friends?" In the end, Gu Qingya was still worried that the child would be too lonely without playmates of the same age, and she didn't ask for others.

"There are a few who can talk about it, but they haven't gone deep into it yet. Maybe this Mid-Autumn Festival is an opportunity." Guoguo said softly. It's normal for a school to be divided into several factions, and there are quite a few people on the fringes.

Gu Qingya nodded, "If that's the case, then prepare well, the days will be fast." She looked at the children, "Is there anything you want to eat this Mid-Autumn Festival? Mother, try to make it?"

"Mom, I want to eat burritos." Mian Mian rarely expressed his wish, "We haven't eaten any this year."

Guoguo nodded vigorously, "Although the season is a bit wrong, but I haven't eaten this year, I have to make up for it. Shuangshuang and Jiangjiang definitely don't remember what happened last year."

Jiang Rong'an couldn't help laughing and said, "Since you want to eat, then do it, dad wants to eat too."

After chatting for half an hour, the children went to sleep separately, Jiang Rongan and Gu Qingya went back to the house with the lanterns, the windows were open, and the evening wind blew in, blowing the curtains up.

"Go to bed earlier, you are much more tired than me on this journey, and you have to report back to the Ministry of Industry tomorrow." Gu Qingya twisted a wet cloth to wipe Jiang Rongan's face.

"I've prepared all the materials, so I'm not afraid." Jiang Rong'an went through the things he will need tomorrow to make sure that there is nothing wrong.

There was nothing to say all night. On the second day, Jiang Rong'an got up early and went to the Ministry of Industry. Gu Qingya didn't get up until later, so she didn't have to worry about the children when they were grown up. Now she could just think about what to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Madam, the gifts from Sanhua County and Fucheng have all arrived. Before you and your lord did not return, I prepared gifts and sent them without permission. I hope you will forgive me."

Ji Sishan took the initiative to talk to Gu Qingya, because the previous matter was urgent, and Jiang Rongan and Gu Qingya didn't explain many things, so he had to make his own decisions, and the things he prepared were suggested by the hall aunt. After all, every year she Will help to give a leader, so the possibility of error is relatively small.

Gu Qingya remembered it as soon as she heard it, she and Jiang Rongan didn't tell her family about it, it's really abnormal not to prepare a ceremony or a letter, it's easy to talk about the ceremony, what about the letter?
She also asked the words, whether it was written by Guoguo or face-to-face, and how was it convincing?

"The young master wrote the pen, each with a piece of paper. In the letter, the young master said that with the consent of his parents, he would write the family letter on his behalf. He didn't mention anything about the adult and his wife."

Gu Qingya nodded, and suggested it face to face, so there must be no omissions, and she was very relieved of him, "You have done a good job, you have worked hard to take care of Guoguo and the others in the past six months."

"Ma'am, you are serious. This is what your subordinates should do."

"I don't have anything to do here, go get busy." Gu Qingya nodded, ready to go to the kitchen to have a chat with her aunt in the living room. Although the method of spring rolls was learned from Yan's father at the beginning, she was still not proficient in the end, so naturally she had to follow her Aunt Ting explained carefully that she couldn't bear to let the child down.

After listening to Gu Qingya's words, Aunt Ting patted her head suddenly, "Look at my memory, how can I forget such an important thing, the young master and miss are really well-behaved, they must be afraid of trouble from me."

"Since the adults and I have come back and the children have suggested it, let's make some and eat it. After thinking about it, Aunt Ting, please tell me some techniques in detail, and then let the children try it."

Gu Qingya does not reject letting children do these things, there are actually many joys in life, you don't need to search for them deliberately, as long as you put your heart into it.

"Ma'am, it's no problem. It just so happens that there are a lot of fresh vegetables in this season. I'll go buy a fish and cook soup later. You and the young master are dark and thin. You must have suffered a lot outside. Go home It must be replenished."

Aunt Ting couldn't help thinking about Jiang Rongan and Gu Qingya's suffering outside. This year, the price of rice has risen a little because of the disasters in those places. People in the capital often talked about it, but they didn't pay much attention to it. But people who have experienced hardships For me, I know what kind of suffering it is.

(End of this chapter)