Jingfu only stayed at Du's house for three or four days, and took a carriage back to Yang's house for the New Year in the third year of the year. She kept a distance from Lianrong throughout the whole process, responded with a smile but did not get close. She was polite but polite and alienated, making people unable to make mistakes.

Even my younger brother Yichen had never touched me. I was raised by Mrs. Du. I saw her breastfeeding twice. She took a look from a distance and didn't lean forward at all.

Li was so angry that he couldn't get close to Jingfu at all. He couldn't find a chance even if he wanted to. He was surrounded by maids and nanny, so he couldn't do anything.

When he returned to the Yang family, Jingfu jumped happily as soon as she got off the carriage and ran into the house. She was completely different from the caution and solemnity of the Du family, but she showed a bit of the liveliness and joys of her little daughter.

"Grandma, grandpa, I'm back, eldest aunt, second aunt, eldest uncle and second uncle, cousin, sister, I'm back."

Before the person entered the house, the sound arrived first.

"Ouch! Our aunt Fu'er is back." Ma clapped her face and laughed and teased.

"Fu'er greets her grandparents, greets her uncle and aunt, greets her second uncle and second aunt, greets her eldest cousin, greets her second cousin, and greets her sister, I've brought nothing for you."

Jingfu finally cheered loudly, raised her hands high to make the action of spreading flowers, her eyebrows and eyes were lively and cute.

The whole room laughed, and cheered with confidence without taking anything.

"Hahahaha! You can call it out, but you dare to come to your door without a gift. You can call it out quickly."

Pan'er smiled so hard that she fell back and fell softly into the arms of Mrs. Yang.

"Hehehe! Sister, you don't care about Fu'er anymore."

Jingfu ran forward and leaned in Pan'er's arms and acted coquettishly, smiling happily.

"Is Fu'er having a happy stay at the Du family?"

The person who spoke was his cousin Yang Wei. He was fourteen years old and looked handsome and elegant in a plain robe. He is now a scholar. He had just returned from Jiangnan and was preparing to continue to attend the Lushan Academy in Kyoto.

"Just tell us quickly."

The second son, Yang Hui, is eleven years old this year, and is also studying only as a child.

The remaining boy in a sky-blue robe is the third son Yang Hao, who is half a year younger than Yang Hui and ten years younger this year.

Jingfu curled her lips, "What interesting things can be there? When I entered the door, I scolded Li and her daughter, and she tore off their faces and threw them on the ground with Madam Wang.

My sister Lianrong hated me so much that she kept pulling me to set off firecrackers. She thought I didn't know what she was going to do, so I ignored her and was so anxious that she couldn't help jumping. After staying for three or four days, she came back."

"Is Fu'er okay?"

Ma looked at Jingfu worriedly.

"I'm fine, can I let her plot? Her ability is not enough to worry about now. By the way, my father gave a shop with kindness and had to ask my uncle to help me transfer the property. The Du family's things must be transferred early, otherwise it might not be mine."

Jingfu glanced at Madam Wang and asked her to come out with the contract.

"Oh! It's quite rare?" Yang Wei sneered, not interested in this uncle.

Yang Wei grew up because his aunt watched him grow up. When Ma was pregnant with the second son, Yang Hui, it was very uncomfortable. At that time, Yang was still a girl who had not gotten married, so he kept Yang Wei by his side and had a deep relationship.
Chapter completed!