"Mom, I dreamed of Dad last night." Qingtian woke up early in the morning, hugged Mrs. Ye's neck, and said in a humming voice.

Boss Ye has been away for so many days, Qingtian really misses him.

Mrs. Ye calculated the days in her mind and said, "If you walk slowly when you go, you will be back quickly.

"Your father should be home in a few days."

Mrs. Ye wiped Qingtian's face and helped her put on her clothes.

She had gone out to prepare a banquet two days ago. When she came back in the evening and opened the box, she found several new clothes inside. They were all spring clothes that Mr. Cen had ordered for Qingtian.

Everything was done, and Mrs. Ye didn't say anything. She changed Qingtian into new clothes early this morning.

I’m sure Mr. Cen would be very happy to see this.

This outfit is one that both Mrs. Ye and Qingtian particularly like.

The hem of the light blue skirt is embroidered with landscapes like ink paintings, and the light yellow top has a hem of the same color as the skirt.

The clothes are embroidered with weeping crabapple flowers, and dragonflies and butterflies surround the flowers, which is particularly lively and childlike.

Mrs. Ye dressed her and combed her hair into a pair of symmetrical buns.

She left a few strands of hair and braided them into several thin pigtails. Finally, she took a blue embroidered ribbon and tied it on the buns on both sides, letting it hang down with the pigtails.

When Qingtian put on her shoes and ran to find Mr. Cen, the braids and ribbons on her head were thrown up and flew up and down behind her.

"Great-grandfather!"

"Whose little fairy is this? Why is she so beautiful?"

Whenever Mr. Cen saw the sunny day, he couldn't suppress the smile that came from the heart, and the corners of his mouth were almost stretched to his ears.

Mr. Cen opened his arms and wanted to catch Qingtian and pick her up as usual.

Qingtian still remembered what Sister Ye said yesterday. She stopped abruptly and stood in front of Mr. Cen, saying sweetly, "Thank you, great-grandfather, for making me a dress. I love it."

"That's because our Qingtian is so pretty, so she looks good in anything she wears." While talking to Qingtian, Mr. Cen took her hand and walked into the next compartment. "Your hair looks great today too."

Because they were at the Cen Mansion, Mrs. Ye did not run over with Qingtian, but walked slowly behind.

When she heard this as she entered the room, she smiled and sat down and said, "After having a daughter, the biggest improvement I've made is my hair-combing skills.

"When I was a girl, I didn't care about my hair as much as I do now."

"It's really well done." Old Cen also praised, "Girls should be pampered, there's nothing wrong with that."

Seeing the three people sitting down at the table, Meng Yu immediately asked someone to bring breakfast up and habitually told Mr. Cen about today's arrangements.

"Grandpa, you have an appointment this morning. The venue is Biquanju in Yuxi Hutong..."

"I've postponed it. I won't go." Elder Cen waved his hand and said, "Didn't I tell you that I'll just stay home and spend the next few days with Qingtian and not go anywhere?"

"Old man, you forgot, this is an appointment I made with Qian, the shopkeeper of Wanyuan Trading Company, to discuss the cooking competition at the end of March."

Only then did Mr. Cen remember that it had indeed been agreed upon long ago, and it was really difficult to push it aside.

Moreover, the cooking competition at the end of March is also very important. With less than a month left, the preliminary preparations have already begun.

The reason why we have to look for Manager Qian is because Wanyuan Trading Company is one of the larger trading companies in the capital, backed by Prince Xian, and has a large house in the capital.

It is usually the place where people from the business meet and discuss important matters.

Even if Mr. Cen wanted to borrow his house to hold a cooking competition, he couldn't rely on the emperor's pressure to force him to do so.

So I made an appointment with him to have tea together early and talk about this matter.

But Mrs. Ye’s dumpling restaurant is also under preparation. She has been busy in the dumpling restaurant during the day these days and has no time to spare.

Do I have to leave Qingtian at home alone?

"Why not send Qingtian to Mr. Wei's place?" Meng Yu suggested. "Mr. Wei sent someone to say yesterday that his residence and study are ready, so Qingtian can go there anytime."

Because he knew Mr. Cen's taboo, Meng Yu specifically said that he would send it to Mr. Wei instead of the Qin family.

Mrs. Ye and Qingtian naturally had no objection and looked at Mr. Cen together.

Mr. Cen thought for a moment. There had never been any children in his family, and the servants had no experience in taking care of children.

If Qingtian were to be left alone with them, Mr. Cen would definitely be worried.

After thinking about it, it seems that the only way to go is the one Meng Yu mentioned.

"Okay, you go and do your thing. I'll send Qingtian over and pick her up at noon." Old Cen finally decided on this matter reluctantly.

The mornings at the Qin residence are much busier than those at the Cen family.

Before dawn, he had to help Qin Songyin wash and change his clothes, and then take him to the palace in a carriage to attend court.

Next came the three young masters of the family.

The eldest son had to work in the government office, and the second son had to go to the Imperial College to study. Unfortunately, they both had difficulty getting up, and every morning there would be a lot of chaos before they could go out.

Usually, only Qin Hexuan's place is relatively leisurely, and he can get there by just turning a corner.

But now Mr. Wei has moved to a new yard, and everything was just packed up yesterday, so it will be placed there for class today.

Although we are still within the Qin Mansion, we have to walk a much longer distance than usual.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Song Tao urged anxiously in the yard, "Didn't we say yesterday that we had to leave fifteen minutes earlier than usual today? Why are we still leaving so late?"

The old woman carrying the food box forgot that the time had been changed today out of habit, and she was still walking in a hurry.

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