Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!"The windy cypress is here. If the two beans are still lost, he will not do anything like the king of Nanling. Sitting in that position is shameful." If it’s unlucky, look at what you just said? Is there such an assumption? You’re still too grandma!"

"...How did I assume that, I just comfort you to say so, I am asking you, asking, not hypothesizing!"

"You shouldn't ask that question, if you're a Chinese New Year, hurry up, don't you?"

Mrs. Liu was so angry that she didn't have enough soles, and she prepared her sleeves to compete with the Queen Mother.

This old lady is in a bad mood to find someone to pick on!

Come on, she will be afraid of a queen queen who is raised in the deep palace and doesn't know how to change tricks?

The others around the brazier were suddenly full of enthusiasm.

Liu Zhiqiu bet with Xue Qinglian, "Who do you think will win this time? I bet our old lady, the scolding, the queen queen is really not an opponent. One or two silver, will you come?"

"I also bet on the old lady, are you sitting?" Xue Qinglian leaned half on the wooden couch and stretched her long legs. She was lazy and did not wake up. Her speech was unambiguous.

There was no way to turn him into the ditch.

Watching one or two silvers fly away from his eyes, Liu Zhiqiu regretted, "No, no, my silver."

If the empress dowager is good enough, then he can substitute for the treasure.

The two women who were about to fight there seemed to Qi Qi to see him. Mrs. Liu wanted to grab something and smash the boy's face. Someone was a step faster than her and threw out the silk ball in her needlework basket.

"This can't be thrown away! There is a brazier over there! Oh, the thread dumplings that feed me, can't be used once burned!"

The Empress Dowager said hard, "Why don't you just buy a thread and buy it again, how much is it worth?"

"Broken ladies! I don't know Chai Migui when I'm not a homemaker!"

"How come I don't know!"

"Then you talk about how much is the firewood and how much is the rice!"

"..."

"Look, can't you tell?" The opening win, and Liu Liuzi's face stretched out.

The Empress Dowager took a deep breath and chuckled, "Then do you know how much is Yan Luo and how much is Song Yan?"

"..." What those are, I haven't heard them.

The Queen Mother pulled back to the city, raising her eyebrows and exhaling, "So you are a dumpling."

"Oh, hey, you old lady, did you follow me on the bar, right? You still ate my cabbage rolls in the morning! You can't turn your face when you turn a book!"

"I picked the cabbage in the morning. I cut a small piece of nails for that cabbage! Can you make cabbage rolls without me picking vegetables?"

"Cabbage rolls are made only when you say you want to eat me!"

"I told you to do it? Don't do it."

"..." The wife's nose was crooked. Is it that he turned over and did not recognize anyone?I’ve done everything, I’ve already eaten it, can I still tell her to spit it out?

It's time to show off the essence!Next time I see if she can do it or not!

The two old women, with silver hair and gray hair, face each other with sparks and lightning.

A thread dumpling appeared cautiously in front of the two, "Milk, Queen Mother, don't be noisy, the thread dumpling is still there."

"Why don't you take it early?" Two slaps slapped Liu Zhiqiu's head together.

Liu Zhiqiu, "..." he was young, his fault.

Next to the brazier, led by Mr. Liu, he led a few of the juniors next to him. They acted as a member of the melons. They watched the two old ladies fighting with each other.

"It's almost noon. Xiulan, they mostly come back after breakfast. It is estimated that they will be home after a while." When the two old ladies turned over and attacked the mixed boy at home, Mr. Liu looked at the sky with his probe, "Old lady It’s time to prepare lunch, otherwise they won’t be able to eat when they come back.”

"Oh, you didn't say I didn't find it, it was so late." Mrs. Liu put the needlework basket aside with her hands and feet, and got up and walked to the cookhouse. "The second child and Dujuan are expected to follow the front and back feet of the emperor." Come in, Mu Qiu, come to help your grandmother, I am afraid that I can't be too busy,"

"Eh, grandma is here." Liu Muqiu stood up with a smile.

She and Zhiqiu also went to visit relatives yesterday, but they were not far from Xinghua Village, and the two of them returned that evening.

Although it is said that there are not only two old people in the family, they can't rest assured that the young couple will not live there.

"Old man, sitting still? Hurry up and burn!"

"Come here, shout something, hello, let me finish the last bite of tea..." The old man mumbled, put down the tea jar, and started his daily routine.

Without the person arguing with herself, the Empress Dowager's eyes fell on the yard, watching the cleaned yard, not seeing a little snow-covered yard, and the corner of her mouth climbed slightly with a smile.

The days in the Liu Family Courtyard were really lively.

It's better to quarrel with Mangwo every day than staying in Yangxin Temple.

How did you spend the New Year in previous years?

Eat a Royal New Year's Eve dinner, facing the face of Mo Han and Feng Qingbai.

After eating, he returned to the Yangxin Hall, and the room was covered with desertedness, while her heart was full of exhaustion.

The hall is arranged to be more festive, even if the hall is filled with red lanterns, the Yangxian Hall is not as old-fashioned.

That's a place where joy cannot invade.

Later, there was a subtle change in the relationship between Feng Qingbai and Feng Mohan, and even with the atmosphere of Yangxin Hall, it seemed to have changed unconsciously.

On weekdays, there was a little emperor in the temple who was muddy in the water, like to chatter in front of her all day, complaining about the busy government affairs and the shortcomings of the crowd.

Occasionally, Feng Qingbai will come over, not much talk, sometimes even just sit and drink a cup of tea in the Yangxin Hall, but with more individuals, it seems to be able to squeeze the majority of the silence from the entire palace.

Later, she came with two beans and filled all the coldness in her heart.

All these have constructed the hope of her pale life, and she has a strong desire to live.

"Mammy, go to the village entrance to see if there is a carriage."

"Yes, the old slave will go here." The old mother answered, without much delay.

The two queens were not around for a day, and the empress dowager was panicking. She slept back and forth in the middle of the night before falling asleep, and she got up early this morning.

Think about two little masters.

On the side of the stove, the sound of spatula colliding with the iron pot kept coming, and the smell of the food began to slowly diffuse in the air and spread throughout the courtyard.

Da da da.

Da da da.

The sound of the horseshoe sounded from far to near.

The Empress Dowager's eyes lit up and walked out of the courtyard door.

Just told the old mother to go to the village entrance to investigate, but the people haven't returned yet, but the sound of horseshoes came first.

They are back.

"It must be that they are back. Look, I said that I don't have to look at the gate all the time. If people come back, they can hear the sound of horseshoes." The old woman's voice came from the stove.

"If you want to say, Ai's family has heard it already!" He grunted, and he couldn't help but smile.For the first time in his life, the Empress Dowager waited in the farmyard courtyard.