Ning Yao was slightly touched: "I like it very much, thank you, elder sister."
Ning Qiong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you like it! Zhihe, please help settle the Third Miss's luggage!"
"I understand, Sister Zhilan, I'll help you!"
Ning Qiong pulled Ning Yao to sit on the terrace: "Now that there is a drought and no rain, the plants here have withered. When I first came here, it was lush and green and very beautiful."
"I just hope this drought will end soon, so that this little courtyard can have some life again, and the people can have a way to survive."
Ning Yao squeezed her hand: "Yes, big sister!"
The two sisters chatted for a while longer before going to find Ning Wenyi and the others together.
During her conversation with Ning Qiong, Ning Yao sensed a different kind of sisterly affection.
The eldest sister is like a mother.
Ning Qiong was ten years older than the original owner of this body. When the original owner was just learning to walk, Ning Qiong was already a renowned talented woman in the capital.
The original owner really liked this beautiful older sister and often clung to her.
Ning Qiong was also quite fond of a glutinous rice ball that was several sizes smaller than herself.
They always give her the best food and fun things to do, and the two sisters spend more time together than with their parents.
For a time, everyone in the capital knew that wherever Miss Ning the Third appeared, Miss Ning the Eldest was sure to be there as well.
If Miss Ning the Third is made happy, then Miss Ning the Eldest will be happy too.
So much so that when Ning Qiong got engaged to Shen Ce, Ning Yao disliked Shen Ce for a long time.
Later, when Ning Yao was only five years old, she watched helplessly as her older sister got married and left the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, making it difficult for them to see each other again.
"Yaoyao has arrived. I'll have Zhihe prepare dinner later. Our family should have a good get-together!"
"Let Zhilan go and help too."
Ning Yao's thoughts were pulled back to reality. Before her was another small courtyard, named Shi'an Garden.
May you live a peaceful life; a good name.
The two sisters entered the courtyard and found that there were quite a few people, including Ning Jin and Chen Ciyue.
"Have Jin'er and Lele chosen a courtyard yet?" Ning Qiong asked with a smile.
Shen Cile nodded: "I've chosen, it will be at Qizi Garden."
Ning Qiong raised an eyebrow. Qizi Garden was in the third courtyard, but it was not bad.
"Qizi Garden is in the third courtyard, my parents' Shian Garden is in the first courtyard, my third sister's Qinyao Pavilion is in the second courtyard, and my courtyard is also in the second courtyard called Mingjing Garden. We don't live far apart."
Madam Ning was still holding Ning Yiyi, pressing her hand against his little face: "This is good, isn't it, the whole family together, right, Yiyi?"
Ning Yiyi chuckled, "Yes, yes."
His eyes darted around, looking at this and that.
Ning Qiong stepped forward and reached out to hug her: "Don't tire Grandma out, come here and let Mommy hug you."
Ning Yiyi turned around and hugged Madam Ning, burying her little head in the crook of Madam Ning's neck: "Grandma smells so good."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Madam Ning was overjoyed: "This child is so young."
Ning Qiong was extremely embarrassed; she had no idea where the child had learned such a remark.
In the past two years, only she, Zhihe, and Ningshan have been in this manor.
Moreover, she raised the child herself.
Could it be something you were born with?
Ning Yao stepped forward and ruffled his frizzy little head.
"It seems that each of us will grow up to be a dashing young master!"
Feeling someone touching her, Ning Yi turned her head and saw someone who looked a lot like her mother.
A big question arose in the little head.
First he was puzzled, then he was delighted, because he felt Ning Yao smelled better.
The next second he let go of Madam Ning and reached out his little hand to Ning Yao: "Xiangxiang, hug me..."
Everyone was surprised again.
Ning Yao had never held such a small child before. The youngest child she had ever encountered in both her lives was Lin Qinglan, and she had never even held Lin Qinglan herself.
Seeing Ning Yao stunned, Ning Yiyi pouted, looking like she was about to cry.
Ning Qiong quickly said, "This is my aunt, you know?"
"Yaoyao, quickly pick him up, otherwise this little guy will cry endlessly."
Finally, Ning Yiyi was stuffed into Ning Yao's arms.
The little guy was satisfied, clinging tightly to Ning Yao, muttering "fragrant."
Ning Yao was at a loss, her whole body stiffening.
The child's body was all soft, and Ning Yao felt that she would hurt him no matter where she put her hand.
This was the first time the others had seen Ning Yao like this.
His cunning when teasing the concubines in the harem, his decisiveness when luring away the wolves, his ruthlessness when killing pursuers and refugees, and his audacity when heading to Kunlun Mountain.
This time, however, he was at a loss for what to do while holding his little nephew.
"Haha, I thought you were fearless, Third Sister! I never expected you to be afraid of holding a baby!"
Ning Jin laughed heartily, mocking her mercilessly, making Ning Yao even more embarrassed.
It was a rare sight for everyone to see Ning Yao in such an embarrassing state, so they all remained indifferent, as if it were none of their business.
Meanwhile, Ning Yiyi was still rubbing against Ning Yao, touching Ning Yao's cheek, and whispering to her, "Auntie smells so good~"
The little one in my arms was soft and warm, and the words he whispered in my ear smelled like milk.
Gradually, Ning Yao relaxed, and Madam Ning took her hand and taught her how to hold a baby.
Ning Yao was very smart and learned quickly. Gradually, the little one yawned and fell asleep in her arms.
"Here, give it to me. Don't underestimate him just because he's small; he's quite heavy." Ning Qiong took the sleeping Ning Yiyi.
Madam Ning said, "Take the child inside. It's getting late and a bit chilly outside."
Everyone entered the main hall together.
As dusk fell, lights came on in the manor, and the atmosphere in Shian Garden was filled with joy and harmony.
When Zhilan and the others brought out dinner, everyone except Ning Qiong was pleasantly surprised, despite Ning Qiong's confusion.
"Is it hot pot again today?"
"Wow, hot pot again! I've been craving this so much!"
"Although I ate quite a lot last time, I still felt like I didn't get enough."
Ning Qiong asked curiously, "What is hot pot?"
Madam Ning smiled mysteriously: "You'll find out when everything is ready."
Soon a hot pot was prepared, with even more dishes than before.
Everyone sat down and began to eat.
Ning Yao taught Ning Qiong how to eat hot pot, and after just one bite, she was completely won over.
"Mmm! This is delicious! It's both numbing and spicy, which is great!"
"Not bad, right? I ate quite a lot of it; I could eat much more of this than the others!"
Ning Qiong looked at Shen Cile in surprise: "You're pregnant, can you still eat this? Won't it harm the baby?"
Shen Cile replied softly, "No, Third Sister said I can eat it."
"Don't worry, big sister. Second sister-in-law is in good health, and the baby is fine too. Eating this will be no problem for her!"
"That's fine then."
Everyone enjoyed the reunion dinner and chatted for a long time afterward before going back to their rooms to rest.
Shen Cile, who was pregnant and feeling sleepy, was the first to leave with Ning Jin.
Ning Yao and Ning Qiong also left Shi'an Garden with Ning Yiyi.
"Big sister, have you decided to stay in Licheng from now on?"
Ning Qiong hugged Ning Yiyi and said with a loving expression, "With you all here, Licheng is a good choice."
Ning Yao didn't ask her what she would do in the future. What would Yi Yi do without a father?
Being together as a family is the best thing!
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