Madam Jing smiled mischievously, winked at Jing Qingyun, and whispered a reminder.
“Qingyun, your grandmother knows you are young and impetuous, but now is not the time to read this book. Don’t be in such a hurry.”
Jing Qingyun: (????)
Grandmother, I'm not being impatient, I'm just curious!
But he had to admit that deep down he had a faint hope, but unfortunately Weiwei was still too young, and he couldn't bear to bully her.
Sheng Lingwei leaned over, her eyes full of curiosity. "Xiao Yunzi, what book is this? Why do you look so strange?"
Jing Qingyun's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly covered the book cover with her sleeve. "Weiwei, this is a martial arts manual that my grandmother gave me. It's full of obscure and difficult ancient characters. I don't think you'd like to read it."
Sheng Lingwei frowned slightly and immediately waved her hand dismissively, "You're right, I really don't like reading obscure and difficult books."
She had to admit that she was somewhat illiterate.
Madam Jing gave her eldest grandson a meaningful look before quickly making way for him.
Tsk tsk, a martial arts manual, indeed, it is a martial arts manual!!!
It's still a martial arts manual for two little people fighting!
Second on the list is Lin Jingyi, a woman who exudes gentleness from the inside out, whose words and actions reflect the refined manners and grace of a well-bred lady.
She handed the cloth bag to Jing Qingyun with a smile, her beautiful eyes radiating a soft and warm light.
"Qingyun, these are shoes that your mother made for you. Try them on when you have time to see if they fit. If they don't fit, your mother will make them for you again."
A look of surprise flashed in Jing Qingyun's eyes. She smiled and took the cloth bag with both hands, her tone filled with intimacy and dependence.
"Mother, most of the shoes I've worn since I was little have been made by you. You know my shoe size better than I do, so the new shoes will definitely fit. Thank you, Mother. I really like the birthday gift you gave me."
Lin Jingyi's eyes were filled with affection. "I'm glad you like them. I'll make you other styles of shoes later."
"No need, Mother. Making shoes is hard work, and it hurts your eyes. I can't bear to see you suffer like this."
“Son, if your mother has nothing to do, she will think about all sorts of things all day long, and her mood will be unpredictable. Do you want your mother to become like that?”
Jing Qingyun smiled helplessly, "Mother, whatever makes you happy!"
You little brat, I'm your mother. I know your personality inside and out. As long as I find your weakness, I can easily get you under my thumb.
Lin Jingyi smiled even more gently, straightened Jing Qingyun's robes, and then made way for him.
Third on the list was Xie Hui, who was straightforward and bold, and acted decisively. She quickly stuffed a stack of silver notes into Jing Qingyun's hand.
"Qingyun, your second aunt has nothing good besides money. Take this money and do your big things. If you need more, just ask your second aunt for more."
The Jing family had their property confiscated before, resulting in a significant loss of money for her. Fortunately, she had multiple burrows, so she still had enough money to spend.
Jing Qingyun looked at the silver notes in his hand and estimated that they were worth tens of thousands. His second aunt was truly generous.
Come to think of it, my second aunt is the daughter of the Xie family, which is the largest imperial merchant family in Northern Qi. Their wealth is comparable to that of a country.
My second aunt also inherited my business acumen. She has no other hobbies but enjoys doing business and the pleasure of making money.
Sheng Wei was a scoundrel who frequently embezzled military pay.
If it weren't for his second aunt secretly subsidizing the Jing family with money and provisions over the years, the border soldiers he led probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for long.
My second aunt is very righteous and can be called a heroine among women.
He will always remember her contributions to the Jing family.
Jing Qingyun's eyes reddened, and it seemed as if there were tears glistening in them, which startled Xie Hui.
"Hey, hey, stop it quickly, Qingyun. A real man sheds blood but not tears. Don't cry. Your second aunt is timid and can't stand being scared by you."
After saying that, Xie Hui quickly moved aside, out of sight, out of mind. She hated this kind of crying and whining the most.
Then he called out loudly, "Qingyun, stop dawdling! People behind, hurry up! The food's getting cold. We need to eat."
Of all things, eating is the most important, and we can't let sending birthday gifts take up too much of our time.
Jing Qingyun: "..."
He wanted to explain that he hadn't cried, but was just moved, but before he could say it, his aunt's words choked him, leaving him in a dilemma.
Two words: It's painful!
Jing Qingwen handed the wooden box to Jing Qingyun with a grin, "Brother, these are wooden figurines that your younger brother carved himself, one for you and one for sister-in-law."
"More younger brothers."
Jing Qingyun's deep pupils flickered, and he forcibly suppressed his restless hands. If he hadn't been mindful of not wasting everyone's time, he might have opened it on the spot to see the little wooden figure inside.
He was particularly looking forward to Weiwei's little wooden figure, thinking it would be very cute.
Jing Qingyan blushed and handed the huge, strange-looking sachet in her hand to Jing Qingyun before quickly taking Sheng Lingwei's arm.
I instantly felt confident.
She blinked her bright eyes and said shyly, "Brother, you know I don't have any embroidery skills, but it took me a long time to embroider this sachet. You can dislike it, but please don't throw it away in front of me!"
Jing Qingyun: "..."
He didn't say anything about throwing it away!
Although the sachet in my hand, about the size of a money pouch, was embroidered with several large, colorful, and chaotic patterns that were not clearly discernible, it was not very attractive.
Fortunately, it was a token of his sister's affection, so he wouldn't throw it away; keeping it at the bottom of his trunk was its only purpose.
"Pfft..."
Seeing Jing Qingyun's constipated and helpless expression, Sheng Lingwei couldn't help but laugh out loud. This brother and sister are really funny.
No, no, no, it should be that Xiaoyunzi's whole family has a funny personality.
At this moment, the little girl Jing Qingyue tilted her head back and boldly stuffed the two hundred taels of silver notes in her hand into Jing Qingyun's big hand with a thud.
Then, like a good buddy, he patted his chest.
"Brother, I have no skills or special talents, all I have is money. You can spend all this money. Buy whatever you want. Don't worry about not having enough, I have more here."
Jing Qingyue and Xie Hui are indeed mother and daughter; their ways of giving birthday gifts are exactly the same.
Sheng Lingwei couldn't help but laugh out loud again, and the others couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed along with her.
Laughter instantly filled the living room.
Xie Hui was unusually embarrassed. She pulled Jing Qingyue over and nodded her little head affectionately and helplessly.
"You! Your mother gave you a large sum of money, but you're so stingy that you only gave your elder brother two hundred taels. What were you thinking?"
Jing Qingyue pouted and gave a haughty snort, her words reasonable and well-founded.
“Mother, my eldest brother is a real man, and I am his youngest sister, so I can’t give him too much money, otherwise he will feel embarrassed and lose face.”
Most importantly, I now have a sister-in-law, so I can give all my money to my sister-in-law, but not all of it to my elder brother.
"Men with money become bad—that's the saying you taught me, haven't you forgotten?"
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