Remember this lady?"

The pretty little Jing Niang looked at Qing Rong, nodded with a smile, and said in a sweet voice, "Remember, it's Sanniang."

Qingrong also liked the doll girl very much, and her smile became deeper, "Jing Niang is so well-behaved. She came from outside, but she's freezing?"

Jingniang looked at her with a smile and shook her head, "Jingniang isn't cold, is Sanniang cold?" After saying that, she reached out to touch Qingrong's hand, as if to warm her.

Both Mrs. Wei and Qingrong were amused by her clumsy movements, and Qingrong couldn't help but nodded her forehead, "Our Jingniang is so considerate, Madam, you are so lucky."

Mrs. Wei teased: "Don't be jealous, I have already heard about your marriage. After you get married, you will have a daughter yourself, why do you need to envy me?"

Qingrong pretended to be shy and lowered her head, "Madam, please don't make fun of me."

At this time, Ayan came in from outside and said, "Madam, the old lady asks Sanniang to come over."

Mrs. Wei nodded in agreement and said to Qingrong: "My mother has also heard about you and the fact that Ying Niang has given you a marriage. She was thinking about your wedding and prepared a gift for you."

Qingrong already had some bad premonitions in her heart at this time, but she could only smile and say: "The old lady is too polite, how can I do this?"
Chapter completed!