Chapter 789 Don’t Listen to the Turtle Chanting Sutra

Shen Qingyun’s heart almost melted when she heard this shout.

She quickly reached out her hand, "Oh, my dear, let your aunt hug you!"

The little girl tilted her head, still wondering why her great-aunt said something about her great-aunt.

Could it be that Daddy is fooling her?

No, no, Daddy is not that kind of person.

Jiaojiao puffed out her cheeks. She really couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

She smiled sweetly at Shen Qingyun and called out in a baby voice, “Auntie!”

"Hey, Jiaojiao is so good."

Shen Qingyun took off the emerald beads from her neck and was about to put them on Jiaojiao's neck.

Yan Qing, who was standing by, quickly stopped her and said, "Sister-in-law, this is too expensive."

Subconsciously, she has already regarded Jiaojiao as her own child.

Even though they are close relatives, it is inappropriate to accept such an expensive gift after just meeting each other.

Without even raising her head, Shen Qingyun said, “What’s so expensive about this? As long as Jiaojiao likes it, we have plenty at home.”

As she spoke, she felt that the beads were a little too long, so she simply wrapped them around her neck to make a double layer.

Jiaojiao is naturally cute, with a fair face and pink hues. When she puts on the green beads, she looks like a doll in a New Year picture pasted on the door during the Spring Festival.

Yan Qing only took a glance and swallowed back what he was about to say. He agreed, "Sister-in-law has good taste. This string of beads looks like it was specially prepared for Jiaojiao."

Shen Qingyun raised his chin and snorted softly, "That's right, don't forget, when you were still at home, everything you wore and wore was prepared by me for you."

Recalling the happiness of that time, she sighed and said, "Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, the children have grown up, and we are old too."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Jiaojiao, who was sitting on his lap, say crisply, "Grandma is not old."

Saying the word "old" three times in a row really made the little girl feel embarrassed, and she pronounced the last word as "annoying".

Amused by her childish comfort, Shen Qingyun said angrily: "What a sweet-mouthed little girl, I don't know how many people she has coaxed with this clever mouth."

Jiaojiao tilted her head, "Jiaojiao doesn't know how to coax people."

Her words, coupled with her innocent big eyes, make people choose to believe her willingly even if they know there is a possibility of being deceived.

She's just a little girl, what bad intentions could she have?

Jiaojiao sat on Shen Qingyun's lap, but her eyes were fixed on Song Yanxi, and her thoughts were obvious.

Shen Qingyun suppressed her laughter and whispered a few words into her ear.

As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl hugged her and said, "Jiaojiao likes grandma!"

Song Yanxi saw this and couldn't help but feel strange.

Jiaojiao has always been a quirky girl. When I first met her, my little face was full of vigilance.

You've only just met your aunt, and you're already as close to her as if we were one?

He even whispered to her behind her back.

Somehow, Song Yanxi suddenly felt a sour feeling in her heart.

Just as she was about to say something, she heard Jiaojiao ask in a low voice, "Aunt, won't mother be tired if she doesn't hold Jiaojiao?

Shen Qingyun smiled and nodded, “Xier has been busy for half a day, let her have a good rest.”

The little girl nodded seriously and comforted herself: "Jiaojiao is a good child."

Good children should be sensible and not always cling to their mothers.

My mother has to treat people's illnesses and is busy with many important things.

However, she still wanted her mother to hold her.

Jiaojiao couldn't convince herself, and pouting in grievance, she asked softly, "Aunt, Jiaojiao, can you please let Mommy hold you, just for a moment?"

Shen Qingyun couldn't help but feel a little bit sorry when he heard this.

Song Yanxi took the first step and reached out her hand towards Jiaojiao.

Before she could speak, the little girl slid off Shen Qingyun's legs and fell directly into her arms.

She hugged Song Yanxi's waist and rubbed against her, saying, "Mom, don't hug Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao hug mom."

Several people couldn't help but chuckle when they heard her words.

Shen Qingyun and Yan Qing looked at each other and saw the peace of mind in each other's eyes.

It is said that being a stepmother is difficult, let alone having four stepmothers.

Jiaojiao is the youngest of the four children in Prince Jin's mansion. Logically, she should be the most noisy and the most difficult to discipline.

Before this, she was worried that if Xier married into the family, the relationship between the couple might be affected by the little girl.

Now it seems that there is no need for this at all.

She was now afraid that this little girl would cling too much to Xier, which would affect the relationship between them as husband and wife...

Shen Qingyun coughed lightly and quickly retracted his thoughts.

As an elder, it would be disrespectful to think further.

Song Yanxi touched Jiaojiao's little head and said in a serious voice: "Jiaojiao, what happened today will not happen again."

Jiaojiao nodded hurriedly and said obediently, "Mother, Jiaojiao knows I was wrong."

Yan Qingsong grinned beside him, "She is worthy of being my niece!"

As he was speaking, he felt a chill on his back and hurriedly said, "Aunt, aunt, and cousins, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"

As soon as he left, an angry voice rang out from not far away, "Get over here, you little bastard!"

Shen Qingyun knew without asking that the third brother and his wife were going to settle the score.

She handed a piece of cake to Jiaojiao and said with a smile, "Jiaojiao, be good. If you hear any ghosts howling later, don't get scared."

The little girl asked, "Aunt, what are ghosts crying and wolves howling?"

Shen Qingyun scratched her nose with his fingers and said mysteriously, "Listen carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qingsong's cries for mercy were heard not far away.

"Ah! Dad, I know I was wrong!"

"Don't hit someone in the face, ouch!"

“It hurts, it hurts!”

Jiaojiao covered her ears and muttered to herself, "I don't want to listen to that bastard chanting."

"Puff!" Shen Qingyun couldn't help laughing and teased her, "Jiaojiao, can you tell your aunt which bastard taught you these words?"

The little girl repeated the word "bastard" and her eyes lit up as she said, "It's that bastard Third Brother!"

This remark amused everyone.

Yan Qing hurriedly said, "Jiaojiao, your great-aunt is joking with you. That's not a nice word."

The little girl widened her eyes, as if she had discovered something important, and whispered something in Song Yanxi's ear.

I don't know what she said, but the little girl suddenly covered her mouth and started giggling, her eyes becoming crescents.

As she was laughing, she quickly patted her face and said in a serious tone, "Mother said that we can't say bad things about Third Brother."

As soon as she finished speaking, she covered her mouth, obviously realizing that something was wrong.

This was a private conversation between her and her mother, how could she reveal it out loud?

Taking the little girl's pride into consideration, Shen Qingyun pretended not to hear and changed the subject: "Didn't someone ask Mr. He to come? It's almost dark now, why hasn't he come yet?"

Yan Qing chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law, you know that Mr. He loves reading the most and won't leave until dinner is served."

Shen Qingyun nodded, but turned around and thought, then looked at Yan Qingsong who had just escaped from his father and asked, "Sanlang, where are your classmates? Why haven't they come yet?"