Zelan and An Zhi originally followed Leng Mingyu and walked behind. After the wood appeared, Zelan pulled An Zhi and hid in the shop aside.
Now seeing the wood come out of the sword and Leng Mingyu, An Zhi's heart raised his throat: "Sister, what should I do?"
"Don't be afraid, two kids, and your Young Master Ning is here too." Zelan was calm.
"The character hasn't been written yet, so don't talk nonsense."
An Zhi blushed, but his eyes couldn't help looking at Ning Hongzhao.
Zelan blinked, sister An Zhi was tempted.
As expected by Zelan, Ning Hongzhao didn't let the two children fight, but walked over, stretched out his hand and gave Mu Mu a burst of chestnuts, and Mu Mu gave up the candied haws to Leng Mingyu.
"You wait, next time I see you, I have to convince you!" Mu Mu became even more angry, but did not dare to disobey Ning Hongzhao, so he could only watch Leng Mingyu go to get the candied gourd.
Leng Mingyu ignored him, indifferently giving money, waiting indifferently for the boss to find money, indifferently taking over the candied haws, and leaving indifferently.
I didn't look at the wood the whole time.
"My son, he is deceiving too much!" Mu Mu flushed with anger, as if he was about to cry.
Ning Hongzhao couldn't, so he touched his head and smoothed his hair: "Let’s come early tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and I’ll buy you more."
"Oh." Wood responded dullly, obviously still angry.
"It's getting late, let's go," Ning Hongzhao rubbed Mu's head, smiled, and said, "Go to the street and buy you sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
"Oh." Wood bulged and kicked the stone behind him.
The three little ones here only shared the sugar candied haws and returned home. After dinner, An Wang drank slightly and took Zelan to talk.
And An Zhi was called into the room by Princess An.
"Have you seen anyone? How do you feel?"
An Zhi was ashamed: "Aniang knows that?"
"Aniang is also a person here, and I and your father have experienced what you are doing now." Princess An took An Zhi's hand and patted it lightly. Long since Leng Mingyu was called by the sisters to pretend to be a maid, she knew there would be today.
An Zhi did not directly answer her sentence, but carefully asked: "Aniang, are you really willing to marry your daughter? If you are not willing, your daughter will not marry and stay with you and dad for the rest of your life."
"Don't talk nonsense, how can you not marry!" Princess An lightly patted the back of her hand, sighed lightly, and said, "Actually, there is no parent in the world who is willing to marry their own baby daughter. .But in life for decades, it’s not long or short. Parents can walk with their children only for a short distance, and the rest must be taken by the children themselves. A mother hopes that you can be like me and your father. How happy you live, don’t leave regrets for yourself, your father and I will be satisfied if you can be happy."
An Zhi threw herself into Princess An's arms and hugged her tightly: "Mother, my daughter is already very happy with my dad and you doting on her."
"Silly girl, there is nothing wrong with having one more person to spoil you. Parents will get old one day, and we will be relieved if someone can take your place for a lifetime." Princess An touched her head. Softly.
An Zhi pursed his lips and looked up at her: "You and Daddy won't get old. You will help your daughter with children in the future."
"Yes, yes." Princess An smiled and wiped away the tears from her eyes.
Time is really fast, and my daughter has really grown up.
The mother and daughter urged their knees to chat for a long time, and it was not until the time of the son that An Zhi reluctantly returned to the room.
Upon hearing his daughter's return to the room, Wang An ran back from the study anxiously.
"Yan'er, how is it?"
Princess An smiled and said, "Not bad."
"Ah? An Zhi is willing to marry?" Wang An stared and sat down on the chair with a heavy face.
His family’s cabbage is about to be bought by other people’s pigs so soon, it turns out to be a foreign pig.
Although Na Ning Xiaozi is indeed an individual talent, and her daughter agrees that it is expected, her heart is still mixed and complicated, and her eyes are a little sour.
Princess An couldn't laugh or cry: "Why, it's still early."
"Ah? Didn't you agree to marry?" Wang An was still a little dazed.
Princess An smiled and shook her head: "It's just that people look as smart as daddy, but they haven't got a deep understanding, so they have to observe again."
"Oh, let me just say it, this kid doesn't just have a better skin, just a little bit of literary talent, and a little bit of luck, so that the fire is doubled. That's it, it's far worse than this king. Now I want to marry my baby Anzhi, I really want to eat it." Wang An straightened his waist immediately and became proud. Since childhood, An Zhi has been admired most than his dad. This is how Ning Hongzhao compares with him.
Princess Ann turned her face silently: "Yes, what the prince said is correct."