A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

Chapter 269: No comparison, no comparison!

"Wife, do you know how thick my fingers are?"

At night, in Lin Xiaomi's boudoir, Xiao Ran's heart was rippling. He felt an indescribable excitement that made him unable to suppress his inner impulse. He held her tightly and refused to let go.

Lin Xiaomi was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers. She closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when someone next to her woke her up.

"You know it!" He said and closed his eyes. He felt so sleepy and tired. He had to go to the old house tomorrow.

The uncertain tone aroused Xiao Ran's dissatisfaction. He reached out and pushed the person who was about to fall asleep: "Do you know or not?"

Hey, brother, aren't you tired? It's late at night, does the size of your fingers matter?

"I know. Stop it, I'm sleepy." After saying that, he fell asleep.

Xiao Ran got the answer he wanted, and was satisfied. He hugged her and fell asleep.

The next morning was a beautiful sunny day.

"Xiaomi, your parents will go to the old house with you later." Lin Dashan said during breakfast. He was worried about his daughter and son-in-law going alone. Especially the son-in-law, he was afraid that he would be shy and agree to something he shouldn't.

In fact, he was worrying too much. The environment Xiao Ran was in destined him to be someone who would not be easily fooled.

"Okay!"

After packing up the gifts to be taken to the old house, she sat in the carriage, surrounded by maids and servants, and moved slowly forward.

It's not that she wants to be extravagant or show off, but she understands her grandparents' personalities, and only by scaring them can she live a peaceful life.

Lin Xiaomi and her group, three carriages, followed by six servants, left the village gate in a grand manner. As soon as they left the house, they were seen by the villagers who had woken up early. Oh, the girl of the Lin family is really back. It seems that she is going to Linjia Village. Is she going to visit her grandparents? This girl is really filial.

When the villagers heard the news, they came out to watch the fun. When they came back to see their grandparents, they were followed by so many horse-drawn carriages. Xiaomi, who had not been seen for several months, had made a comeback and was traveling in such a grand style!

"Look, look, I told you she's back!"

"Yes, yes, yes, whatever you say is right. Come on, let's go to the old house and take a look."

"Hey!" These words were exactly what Yang wanted.

The villagers followed all the way to the door of the old house and were reluctant to leave. Lin Xiaomi told Xi Que: "Go and share some of the candies and snacks you brought with the villagers. It's cold, so tell them to go home early and be careful not to get cold."

"Yes."

The magpie did the job efficiently, and the villagers who had benefited from it were too embarrassed to continue watching, so except for Lin Laosan and his wife, everyone else dispersed one after another.

Lin Dashan's family, who had heard the news, was already waiting at the door. The two old men were sitting in the main hall, waiting for them to come in.

"Why did it take so long? Didn't we say we'd be at the door?" Old Mrs. Li, who had been waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour just a few steps from the door, was becoming a little impatient.

"Just shut up. Didn't you hear that there were people surrounding the door? How did they get down? These people are really something. What's so good about them? Xiaomi and the others have seen this before."

"Old man, will the prince come with us?" Thinking that the prince would pay his respects to her and kowtow to her in a moment, Old Li's blood boiled, and her expectations instantly reached the maximum.

"It should have happened," the old man said uncertainly. He and his eldest son had never gotten along well, and he couldn't do what he wanted with his children.

It's actually just a favor to his grandfather.

"Will they kneel down and pay their respects to us?" Old Mrs. Li's face was distorted with excitement. In the play, wealthy families are the most particular about rules and filial piety. They have to pay their respects to their elders every day and kneel down during the New Year and other festivals.

"What are you dreaming about? Did Wanxiu kneel down for you when she got home? It's good enough that she came to see you, what else do you want?" Why is the old woman getting more and more confused as she gets older? Who does she think she is? Who is the prince? If he really kneels down, will he dare to accept it? Even if it's Xiaomi, he doesn't dare to let her kneel down to him casually.

It would be nice to be able to chat with him for a while.

Lin Dachuan and Song were now filled with mixed emotions, watching their niece holding the hand of a maid and slowly getting off the carriage. She was wearing a bright red fox fur cloak, as red as fire. In the vast expanse of white, she was particularly dazzling.

And next to her, there stood a man who was equally graceful, wearing a sable fur cloak, with his long hair tied in a crown, and his face was like a sculpture with distinct features, and he was extremely handsome.

Behind the two of them were a dozen servants. It turned out that this was the daily life of the rich, they were really surrounded by servants, just like the third brother said, someone would feed them water when they drank.

His elder brother and his wife also wore fox fur capes, while Wang and Xiaomi got out of the car and held a hot water bottle to keep warm. As for his family, their cotton jackets were the best they could wear, and his wife and daughter-in-law's hands were covered with chilblains, swelling and festering.

Brother, she looks several years younger than him. The same goes for Wang. Her face seems to get younger as she gets older. The sadness on her face before is completely gone, and the wrinkles accumulated from years of work are also gone.

Alas, there is no comparison, no comparison!

More sad each time.

"Second uncle, second aunt, eldest cousin, second cousin, third cousin..." Lin Xiaomi greeted everyone in a circle.

"Hey, hey, come in quickly, your grandparents are waiting inside!"