Yuan sighed, "The two granddaughters of my aunt's family are really hard to reach. It is rare for younger brothers and sisters to ask their husbands to adjust themselves. Children who have studied in school are so generous in their words and actions." Seeing Zhao Changqing grow up, Zhao Rong is now young and has the talent for poetry and prose. People like them are not as favored as boys and girls as small families, so Yuan sighs a lot. Having such two outstanding daughters, although they are truly wealthy, it is easy to get married to two families.

Zhu Ling smiled and said, "Yes, I originally thought that Sister Qing was already very good. Now Sister Rong is already proficient in poetry at such a young age, which is even more rare."

Old Mrs. Zhu smiled silently, "You are all sisters, and you can get along well."

Zhu Ling responded with a smile.

On the way back, Zhao Changqing and Old Lady Zhao were in the same car, Zhao Rong and Zhao Changning and Ling were in the same car.

Zhao Rong discussed with Ling, "Mom, I will be five years old next year, and I want to live by myself, like my sister." Since my rebirth, I have fallen a lot, but Zhao Rong finally learned to be good and endured until she was four years old before she showed her genius.

Ling smiled, "It's cold and the Chinese New Year is coming soon. Let's talk about it when spring is warm. There is still one next to your sister, so why not clean up and move in. There are three rooms, you live in the west side of the room, and you share the small hall in the middle, and the two sisters are close to each other."

"Mother, I want to live with my mother." Zhao Rong was not happy to live with Zhao Changqing.

As his children became more and more handsome, Ling's temper became softer and he asked with a smile, "Where are you interested in?"

"Aning lives in his mother's east-ear room, how about I live in the west-ear room?" Zhao Rong smiled, "I want to live with my mother." Since she was one year old, Zhao Rong has been moved to the old lady's compartment, which was where Zhao Changqing had lived before. However, she wanted to live closer to Ling's family. After all, Ling's family came to serve as her family. Before her rebirth, she was so close to her mother, but now all of this has been taken away by Zhao Changqing, how can Zhao Rong be willing to do so?

Zhao Changning said, "Mom, can I live with my sister?" He has been with his sister since he was a child.

Ling smiled and said, "I have never heard of a kid living in the opposite room with his daughter. Please live in Donger Room honestly." My son is still young now, and when his son is older, the house is not enough to live in.

Zhao Changning was discouraged, and Zhao Rong said to him, "I talk too much at home on weekdays. Why did I go to my ancestors and I don't say a word, but I know that I can listen to the cake. Seeing that you have eaten most of the plate of cake by yourself, I am not afraid of being able to hold on."

"You guys painted poetry every day, but I don't understand." Zhao Changning rolled his eyes and said, "That cake is not delicious either. The fresh milk stick that my sister fried for me last time was delicious."

Zhao Rong has always been very strong and said, "I mean you want to eat and go home. Don't show such a greedy face to others. It's so embarrassing."

Zhao Changning said, "It's embarrassing to eat just two pieces of cake! The cake is placed there, which is something that makes people eat! My ancestors didn't say that I was embarrassed, and it's not your turn to say it! I'll call me Aning in the future, and I'll call you brother, do you know?"

Zhao Rong said, "You have to be like a big brother!"

Regardless of whether Zhao Changning was a big brother or not, he waved his fist and said, "If you call me a name again, I will beat you up!"

Zhao Rong immediately complained, "Mom, look at him!"

"Aning, you are the brother, you have to give in to your sister."

Zhao Changning glared at Zhao Rong and said, "Whoever tells her not to call me brother, whose sister looks like her? She is disobedient, I will teach her a lesson!"

Ling smiled, "Okay, this is worthy of quarrel. Rong'er, you call Brother Aning in the future, don't call him his name. Your brother is just the time to save face. Aning, since you are a brother, you can't bully your sister, do you know?"

Zhao Changning snorted, "Look at whether she listens or not!"

Zhao Rong refused to give in and said, "You should also act like a brother. I only know that others are not."

Zhao Changning didn't speak with a stinky face.

Zhao Rong winked at her mother, and Ling saw her son's stinky face and smiled quietly.

Zhao Rong leaned her cheek against her mother's arm, full of dependence.

Since Zhao Rong turned one year old, Ling has a heartfelt pity for her well-behaved little daughter. Zhao Rong's small face leaned on Ling's arm, and Ling smiled, "Okay, let's live with her mother." He asked her again, "Where have you studied?"

"I have already memorized the "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Classics". I want to teach me the Four Books and Five Classics. I thought, I don't have to learn the imperial examination. Mother, I like poetry, so I asked the teacher to explain poetry to me. The teacher has already answered it."

Ling himself didn't have much knowledge, but after Zhao Changqing could not get into it, Ling also understood a little, saying, "Your sister learned all the Four Books and Five Classics at that time."

Zhao Rong smiled, "I see that my sister often attends poetry meetings, which shows that learning poetry is more important. Besides, I don't like the Four Books and Five Classics very much. Mom, I want to learn poetry well and make good poetry outside to help my mother. I think that if my sister had devoted herself to studying poetry at the beginning, she would definitely be able to make good poetry now."

When Ling thought about it, it made sense. He touched Zhao Rong's little face and said, "It's as smart as your sister when she was a child."

Zhao Rong smiled slightly, "I'm far behind my sister."

"You are still young, take your time, why are you anxious?"

Zhao Rong smiled, "I listen to my mother." She will regain the lost love and the lost time bit by bit.

Zhao Changqing, are you ready?
Chapter completed!