Bao Yue said sincerely, but Sang Ye was not stupid enough to make her full letter. She smiled at Bao Yue, and her eyes fell on Zhao An who was standing with a smile: "I haven't seen you for many years, Lord Zhao's style is even better than before. If I hadn't been standing with Bao Yue, I wouldn't have recognized it."

This sentence sounds natural and casual, as if it is a greeting between an old acquaintance who has not seen for many years. Of course, if you ignore the name "Lord Zhao" that obviously has a sense of alienation.

"Madam is too much!" Zhao An seemed not to hear the implicit sound. His calm expression did not change at all. He still said few words like a few years ago, and it would not make people feel lonely and cold.

Sang Ye couldn't see anything and felt unsure for a moment. Zhao An, the original person, had no contact with him, so she became even more unfamiliar with him.

The atmosphere became subtle, but Bao Yue didn't notice it and said apologetically: "Sister Sang, he has always been like this taciturn character for so many years, don't be surprised."

Sang Ye kept his mind and shook his head with a smile: "It's not that I just met you, how could I not know Lord Zhao's temperament? Don't think too much about holding Yue."

Bao Yue breathed a sigh of relief, then realized the inappropriate name, and smiled and said, "Sister Sang is saying that we are not outsiders. You will be like "Master Zhao" when you say "Your name" is the same as before, just call him by his name."

Sang Ye shook his head: "This is not a royal mansion, you also have official positions and imperial decrees. It is a shame for me to call you "sister". How can you call Lord Zhao's name directly?"

After all, Zhao An is an official, so calling her name is naturally inappropriate. If you pursue it deeply, it would be disrespectful. She has not yet figured out Zhao An's background yet, so she would not be careless to give Zhao An a ready-made handle.

Hu Yue's eyes rolled and she laughed: "Sister Sang recognizes me as her sister, so my husband is naturally the brother-in-law. Is it true that he calls me "Brother-in-law Zhao?" As she said that, she winked at Zhao An and signaled him to say a few words.

"Yue'er has no brothers and sisters, nor does she have relatives from her parents' home. Now she recognizes her wife as her sister, and An is very grateful." Zhao An bowed to Sang Ye and said a rare long list of words: "In this way, An calls his wife a shameless voice, "Auntie."

Zhao An met Baoyue in the palace. After Baoyue and the hairpin, he personally asked the former second prince for marriage. He loved and respected this wife, and even if something was wrong, he couldn't bear to give her a title.

After saying this, if you don’t say it properly, you will look winked. Sang Ye had to respond: “Then I will call you 'brother-in-law'.”

"That's great. I'll get a little extra sister in one trip. I made it!" Sang Ye's pleasure in letting go was to hug Yue. As she made a joke, the atmosphere suddenly became loose.

The people coming and going at the gate were not the place to speak. Sang Ye, as the master, invited the couple to enter. The servant maid brought by the couple, followed closely with a heavy box. Without looking at it, you can know that the gifts were placed for the Zheng family.

In the yard, Duohua was sitting sideways on the bamboo bed and gently fanning Lantern Festival. Tangyuaner and tiger head were stubborn. They squatted under the trunk of a tree and poked the ant's nest with a sharp bamboo stick. When they saw the ant running around in panic, bursts of tender playful sounds burst out.

If Duohua hadn't acted like an elder sister, and would have shouted from time to time, reminding the two little guys to whisper, Lantern Festival would have been awakened long ago.

Seeing that the two decent people whom I saw just now were greeted by my aunt, Duohua knew that this was a guest. She quickly put down her big palm fan and pulled up her younger brother and sister who were sticking out her butt and digging out the ant hole, and patted them on their mud-filled knees so that the guests would not be disliked.

As soon as Bao Yue entered the second yard, he saw three children standing under the big tree. She and Zhao An had been married for many years and had no children. Therefore, when she saw the child, she became jealous, especially the three children were fair and cute, so she couldn't help but walk forward, picked up the youngest one and said to Sang Ye: "Looking at her handsome appearance, it must be your big girl."

Before, Bao Yue knew that Sang Ye had a one-year-old daughter, and according to age, it could only be Tang Yuaner. Besides his phoenix eyes, Tang Yuaner followed Zheng Lin's father, and other places were carved from the same mold as Mang Ye. Bao Yue could see it at first sight, so he was so sure.

"Isn't it this little demon star?" Seeing her twisting around in Baoyue's arms, she knew that she was unwilling to contact strangers, Sang Ye touched the little rooster on top of her head and said, "This is my mother's good sister, and it is also your aunt, just like your second aunt and the others."

Tang Yuan'er's eyes lit up and she stopped twisting in an instant. Then, she stretched out her fat arm like a lotus root, hugged Hu Yue's neck tightly, and pressed her face on her sweet and greasy voice: "Hello Auntie~"

This look of a terrifying look made Mang Ye cover her face and wished she could pull the person down immediately.

Don’t think that this girl is enthusiastic about others. It is purely because she has formed a conditioned reflex for the term "auntie". Every time her second aunt comes, she will deliberately tease her and call her. Every time she shouts, she will take out delicious and fun things to her. This makes her form a wrong understanding: that is, as long as she calls "auntie", she will get countless delicious and fun things.

Bao Yue didn't know this. Seeing Tang Yuaner intimate with her, she was flattered and said incoherently: "Ahhh, Sister Sang, this girl is so cute, how did you give birth to it!"

Mangye was covered in black lines, and even Zhao An changed his expression, speechless and helpless, but a hint of heartache and guilt flashed quickly in his eyes.

"Yeah~Wuuu~" Bao Yue didn't notice that there was a little guy lying on the bamboo bed, so she didn't press the sound to wake up the Lantern Festival. The little guy didn't sleep well, waved his fists and kicked his short legs and began to pretend to cry: This is to remind everyone at home, come and coax me, otherwise the fake cry will turn into real tears.

In short, he is worthy of being a legitimate sibling, one of whom is very careful. At present, young adults can see it, but I don’t know if I can teach you well when I get older.

Sang Ye had already figured out the kid's routine, but in the hot weather, she didn't want to hear the heart-wrenching howl, so she had to walk over and pick up her uneasy son, and instruct Duohua to go to the construction site to call her husband back to greet the guests.

Hu Yue hugged Tangyuaner and refused to let go. She was very jealous and only wore a bellyband. Looking at the increasingly chubby white and tender Lantern Festival, she said enviously: "Sister Sang is still lucky, and she has both children!"

Sang Ye knew Bao Yue’s regret and comforted him: “You are still young, and it’s only a matter of time before you can have a son or a daughter.”

Bao Yue blinked a few times and said with a reluctant smile: "Then Sister Chengsang is so kind to say, I have to hug these two children more and be happy."
Chapter completed!