Yuyi and her sister-in-law and niece arrived quickly.
The sound arrives before the person enters the door.
"Mom, what nice clothes did my second brother bring us? Let me try them on."
She said happily, not even noticing her father's entourage standing at the door.
As a result, when I entered the door, I saw my father sitting there with a serious face.
"Ahem... Dad is here too. Your daughter greets you."
She hurriedly paid her respects, fearing that her father would scold her for being rude.
Zhuo and her daughter came in later and also paid their respects to the two of them.
"The daughter-in-law has met father and mother."
"The granddaughter pays her respects to grandma and grandpa."
Mrs. Yu was in a good mood and asked them to stand up without waiting for Minister Yu to speak.
"Don't be so polite. Go sit over there and see what goodies your second brother has brought."
In front of his daughter-in-law, Minister Yu couldn't scold his daughter, but he didn't leave either.
He was curious about what his son had brought back, even though he had nothing of his own.
Ah Cui opened the bundle with great tact.
Seeing that it was a woven piece of clothing, Yuyi was very curious about how it was made.
As the daughter of a Shangshu family, she had been to all the slightly famous tailor shops in the capital.
I have never seen such clothes before, the craftsmanship is really exquisite.
These clothes were all picked by Lin Mei herself, and the patterns and colors are very beautiful.
The letter stated what color it was for and to whom. How could a 14-year-old girl not love pink?
She held the clothes tightly and was reluctant to let go, trying them on herself.
"The person who made this dress is so ingenious. How did they weave it?"
Mrs. Yu wore black and white plaid. In that era, women rarely wore black, especially noble ladies.
But this black and white plaid is unexpectedly beautiful.
Not to mention Zhuo and her daughter Yu Wenjun. She didn't expect that her uncle who ran away from home still remembered her and her daughter.
And my husband, my mother-in-law said that she brought more things for him.
It’s better to have real brothers. Unlike my husband’s half-brothers, they are always thinking about how to take things from the house into their own homes.
Look at the mothers, they are all happily shouting about how to try on clothes later.
Minister Yu felt so sad.
Okay, I’ll take revenge on you now.
"Hey? How come there are two identical sweaters for the eldest son?"
At this time, A Cui, who was packing her bags, spoke.
"Didn't the letter say that brother's sweater was one? Then what's with this extra one?
Could it be that my second brother remembered it wrongly?"
Yu Yi said this deliberately, but in fact everyone present could guess that this item was left for Minister Yu.
But no one said it.
"Maybe it's for your elder brother to change into. After all, he trains every day in the military camp and is covered in sweat."
The mother and daughter sang in unison, making Minister Yu so angry that his beard stood up.
"Shouldn't that be mine? This kid must have forgotten to mention it in the letter. Bring it here and let me take a look."
A Cui certainly couldn't disobey the head of the family, so she took the extra item.
Minister Yu took the sweater in his hands and sighed.
"At least this kid has some conscience."
......
Yu Yi and Madam Yu suppressed their laughter and watched him amuse himself.
As a daughter-in-law, Zhuo must not talk too much and must try to keep her presence low.
"Huh? Why is there something else in the bag?"
Yu Wenjun, who was only six years old, asked curiously.
"Oh. I heard from your second uncle that these were for your father. They were gloves and socks, very warm.
Wait until your father comes back and try it."
Mrs. Yu was very pleased that her two sons had always had a good relationship.
At this time, voices were heard outside the door again.
"Grandma, I heard that my second uncle brought some goodies. Is there anything for me?"
This is Yu Wenjun’s five-year-old brother, Yu Yichun, who is now studying in the clan school.
.......
When Mrs. Yu heard this, she felt a headache.
How come everyone bought the second one, but only forgot about this devil?
Yu Yichun is the first great-grandson of the Yu family, so you can imagine how favored he is.
If this gets out of hand, our ancestors will torture us to death.
"Ahem...um, Chun'er, your uncle seems to have forgotten."
Mrs. Yu explained to him awkwardly, blaming her second son for being careless.
When Yu Yichun heard that his was not among the group, he started to cry.
“Okay, when your second uncle bought it, the store probably didn’t have anything for children to wear, so don’t cry.
As a reward today, you won’t have to go to school this afternoon.”
Zhuo's words stopped his howling.
"Mother, is it true?" he asked with a heavy nasal voice.
Zhuo nodded helplessly. She didn't know what was going on with the child.
Let him study hard like his uncle.
As a result, he had to be like his father, wielding swords and guns every day.
well!
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