Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 432 - 237: Younger Brother and Sister_3

Chapter 432: Chapter 237: Younger Brother and Sister_3

Qian Yixiu smiled and walked over, greeted her young mother, and then bent down to admire the "art pieces." The two children had grown more beautiful and calling them works of art was no exaggeration.

Especially Sister Jing, who had inherited almost all of her mother’s good aspects. Skin so white and tender it could be broken by a puff, large apricot eyes dark and shining, long and curled eyelashes like the little wings of a butterfly, a petite nose, lips like flower petals, a pointed little chin, and the occasional glimpse of dimples... She was much more beautiful than the original thin and small owner of the body.

Qian Yixiu bent down and kissed her sister twice, making Sister Jing laugh, "Ah, ah," and blow two little bubbles at her sister. Sister Jing was particularly discerning with people; she was happy if her mother, sister, or brother kissed her. If someone else, like Old woman Qian, got a bit too close, she would cry nonstop, much to the old lady’s annoyance, leading her to scold the child for not being able to distinguish good from bad.

In the other carriage, Brother Ming started humming and chattering. Qian Yixiu then went to see Brother Ming, who resembled their father more, with a tall nose and handsome brows and eyes. Even at a young age, he was noticeably shrewd, always smiling at people and winning everyone’s favor.

But what Qian Yixiu liked most was his slightly tilted little square chin with a dimple on it. Neither their father nor mother had such a chin, and she wondered whom he took after. Qian Yixiu vaguely felt she had seen this type of chin before - not from Lin Qingxia in her previous life but in this era, although she couldn’t recall at the moment.

She kissed Brother Ming twice more, and he giggled happily, waving his hands and feet nonstop.

After playing with the two children, Qian Yixiu teased her mother, pouting and saying, "Mother is biased, making my sister so beautiful, even more so than Xiu’er."

Cheng Yue quickly consoled her eldest daughter, "Mother’s Xiu’er is beautiful, just like Sister Jing, Mother loves you both."

While they were all having fun, Little Monk was led straight into Hexi Garden. He had gone to Capital City last winter and had returned only yesterday. Anxious, he came to the Qian family today.

"Auntie, sister..." In his excitement, he blurted out the terms of endearment he held in his heart.

He ran over and first hugged Cheng Yue around the waist, saying, "Auntie, Poor Monk missed you so much."

Cheng Yue wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and laughed, "Auntie missed you too. Your spring clothing and shoes are ready; try them on when we go back inside."

Little Monk’s eyes squinted with joy as he said, "Thank you, Auntie. Poor Monk really likes the clothes you make."

Qian Yixiu said from the side, "Hongji, come and see my brother and sister."

Little Monk came to the side of the baby carriage, and was extremely pleased to see the two children. Pinching their little cheeks, he took out a Guanyin Statue and a statue of Maitreya, each only as big as an adult’s thumb, exquisitely carved. He said, "These are carved from Purple Sandalwood Wood. I asked my Master to specially chant scriptures for them, to bless my brother and sister with a smooth life."

Both little ones liked Little Monk, even the aloof Sister Jing giggled nonstop, giving him face by babbling in her alien language.

After playing with the children for a while, Little Monk told Qian Yixiu that the reason they stayed in Capital City so long was that his Master was helping Liang Jinzhao. Before they left, the Clay cannons had already been made, with tremendous power and a range of over two li. Although they still had many flaws, it was already a remarkable invention.

The Emperor was extremely pleased, issuing an order to accelerate the production of Clay cannons, and bestowed generous rewards on Liang Jinzhao and the Jiao Fa brothers. Probably next month, Liang Jinzhao would lead his Pili Camp to the front.

He also mentioned that the war on the border was intense. Even though Prince Ning’s military strategy was godlike and Daqian’s soldiers were brave, Dayuan’s ferocious Cavalry proved too much, and the frontier had already lost three cities, with countless casualties among our troops...

Thinking of her unknown father and those living young lives, Qian Yixiu’s mood sank.

Little Monk consoled her further, "Don’t worry, my Master said these Clay cannons are very powerful, and the three-stage Formation that my senior brother invented using the Fire Musket has a miraculous effect against Dayuan’s Cavalry. As long as Prince Ning can hold the border until my senior brother arrives with Pili Camp, the Clay cannons, and Fire Muskets, the final victory will belong to our Daqian..."

Qian Yixiu also thought of Old Foreign Li. It was already April, and she wondered when they would arrive.

PS: Thank you for your rewards and monthly votes~~ I’m sorry for uploading late again. I had an emergency this morning and have just managed to sit in front of the computer. Also, Qing Quan’s eye problem has recurred. It started yesterday, and I thought it would be better after some sleep. However, when I woke up this morning, my left eye was still bloodshot. I had agreed to post extra Chapters today and tomorrow, but now I can only do my best. If it becomes too much, please understand.