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Chapter 87: Do you know what this is called? It's called trash

Chen Jinyan pulled Xin Nianyan away, and Chen Jinge and the others followed. Only some people who came later and the palace maids and eunuchs stayed where they were, looking at Xin Rouer with strange eyes and pointing at her from time to time.

Xin Rou'er's forehead was throbbing with veins at the sight of these people, but fortunately Gu Jiaojiao woke her up.

"Rou'er, are you okay?"

Xin Rouer suddenly came back to her senses, without saying a word, and walked out of the palace with tears in her eyes.

Xin Nianyan still took the carriage back from the Duke's Mansion. Chen Jinyan and the others invited her to stay one night at the Duke's Mansion, but she refused.

Xin Rou'er will definitely have to find someone to complain to when she goes back. Zhang Yunhui can't make the decision for her now, and Xin Yuanwen is still in the palace, so the only person who can complain is Mrs. Xin.

She had to go back ahead of her and watch her sue with her own eyes.

Because Xin Nianyan was too insistent, Chen Jinyan and the others had no choice but to send Xin Nianyan to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and then they went back.

"Cousin, remember to come to the Duke's Mansion to play with us when you have time." Chen Jinyan opened the car curtain and explained.

"Don't worry, I will definitely go." Xin Nianyan said.

Watching their carriage go away, Xin Nianyan entered the house.

"The eldest lady is back." The concierge opened the door for her, bent down and said respectfully.

"Yes." Xin Nianyan hummed, then stopped and asked casually: "Is the second lady back?"

The concierge said: "Not yet."

"Oh." Xin Nianyan said nothing more and walked towards the house.

Almost as soon as she entered the house, Xin Rouer's carriage arrived behind her.

As Xin Nianyan thought, she planned to go to the old lady to complain when she came back, but when she saw that the concierge was about to close the door, Xin Rouer frowned.

"Xin Nianyan is back?" She asked with a very bad look on her face as she walked up the steps holding up her skirt.

The concierge was stunned and nodded: "Yes, just as we entered, the second lady came back too."

When Xin Rou'er heard that Xin Nianyan had arrived before her, she immediately had a bad feeling and hurried inside.

The concierge scratched his head and looked confused.

I was wondering what was going on with the two ladies today. They were asking about concern for each other, but their faces looked weird.

When Xin Nianyan came to Jingxinyuan, the old lady had not rested yet and seemed to be waiting for them to come back.

"grandmother."

The old lady who was sitting by the stove, picking up the soles of her shoes by the candlelight, raised her head and saw Xin Nianyan, and smiled: "Yan'er, didn't you go to the banquet? Why are you back so early?"

Xin Nianyan walked to her and sat down, and said obediently: "Aren't you worried about grandma being at home alone? Do you want to come back early to spend the New Year with grandma? Grandma, have you had dinner?"

Hearing this, the old lady immediately felt better: "Haha, I've eaten. I have nothing to worry about. But if you come back early, don't be blamed by the Holy One."

"Don't worry, grandma. I left only after the Holy One left. The Holy One will not blame me." Xin Nianyan said, "Grandma must not have eaten much at night. I will make dumplings for you."

"Oh? Yan'er can also make dumplings?" The old lady became interested.

"Yes, I used to do it a lot when I was in the countryside. Just wait, grandma. It will be done soon."

So Xin Nianyan stood up and walked to the small kitchen before his butt was still sitting on the hot cigarette.

The old lady also put down the soles of her shoes and followed: "I'll go take a look too."

The two of them came to the kitchen, and saw that after Xin Nianyan found the flour, he began to skillfully knead the dough and roll out the dumpling wrappers. The old lady originally wanted to help, but found that she couldn't help, so she had to stand aside.

Watching and chatting with Xin Nianyan from time to time, the atmosphere was particularly harmonious.

When Xin Rouer came, this was what she saw.

Although she knew that Xin Nianyan had already taken a step ahead of her, seeing the old lady getting along so harmoniously with her, Xin Rouer's heart was still twisted with jealousy.

She pinched her palms hard and finally forced herself to calm down, then put on a smile and walked in.

"grandmother."

Seeing her, the old lady had a rare good look in the past month: "Well, you are back too."

"Yes, Rou'er is worried about her grandmother being alone at home, so she wants to come back early to spend the New Year with her, but she doesn't expect her sister to be faster than Rou'er. Grandma, are you making dumplings?"

When Xin Rou'er spoke, she tried her best to bring the beaten half of her face in front of the old lady's eyes, hoping that she would see it and then ask herself.

It's a pity that the old lady didn't pay attention to her, and even after spending a long time together, the old lady didn't see her.

"Yes, your sister said she wanted to make dumplings for me to try. Rou'er, you should also learn from your sister. When you get married, you can make dumplings for your husband," the old lady said.

Xin Rou'er gritted her teeth: "What grandma said is true, and Rou'er also has this intention."

After saying this, she walked to Xin Nianyan and said obediently: "Sister, Rou'er hasn't made dumplings yet, please give me a lesson."

"If my sister wants to learn, just follow her. Making dumplings is very simple." Xin Nianyan said while wrapping the dumplings quickly.

Xin Rouer picked up two of them and suddenly said: "It's good to study openly and honestly. If you study secretly, it won't matter if you study in a nondescript manner, and you will be laughed at."

"It's good that my sister knows, you don't want to do that sneaky thing in the future, you know?" Xin Nianyan followed her words and began to teach her.

Xin Rouer: "..."

She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and almost crushed the dumpling wrapper in her hand.

"As expected of my sister, she grew up in the countryside. She must have done a lot of these jobs. She is really good at making dumplings. Unlike me, I was pampered by my parents since I was a child and was not allowed to make anything. Now I can't even make dumplings.

Bao, hey."

Faced with her cynicism, Xin Nianyan asked, "Sister, do you know what your name is?"

Xin Rouer: "What's it called?"

Xin Nianyan smiled sweetly: "It's called trash."

Xin Rouer: "..."

"Sister, how can you say this, I..."

"Why can't you say that?" Xin Nianyan interrupted her directly and asked with a gentle smile: "My sister can make dumplings at the age of three. Sister, you are already fourteen, and you can't even make dumplings. What are you if you are not a waste?"

"

Xin Rouer was so blocked by her that she couldn't say a word. She held her breath in her heart and felt extremely uncomfortable.

I originally wanted to stimulate Xin Nianyan, but I didn't expect that she would dare to call her a waste!

"Okay, if my sister really can't learn, you should go and wait to eat. You stand here, my sister is really busy with her work." Xin Nianyan said and pushed her aside politely.

Xin Rouer staggered due to the squeeze and became even more angry, but the old lady was still here, and she had to endure it no matter how angry she was.

"Grandma, I'm sorry, Rou'er is really stupid and can't make dumplings."
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