Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

Gu Chunzhu's heart moved. Su Wangqin came just in time. He caused the peach blossoms to clean themselves up.

After an afternoon of fishing, her tongue was really dry, so she reached out to serve the teapot. As soon as the tea cup was touched by the fingertips, the tea cup broke down and burned the back of the tea cup.

It was just boiling water, rolling hot, tears in her eyes flowed out, crying: “Even if Madame doesn't like to pray, she can't do this... As a pianist, she loves these hands the most. Madame is going to destroy them today, I can't bear to pray. ”

“Madam...” Madam Miao also stood beside Gu Chunzhu and pressed her shoulder.

Gu Chunzhu looked back at Miao, and looked at Miao's suggestive eyes. Do you also think that you deliberately burned your prayers?

Also, the woman counted the timing angle. In the eyes of the people in the room, she deliberately knocked over the tea pot and burned her hand. For the first time, she ate this kind of soft loss. Gu Chunzhu's heart, heart, spleen, stomach and lungs were like inflation, and there was nowhere to vent.

At this time, Su Wangqin just walked in. Before he heard the tea cup break, he entered the door with a pair of red and black eyes and ran towards Gu Chunzhu. He pulled her wrist and asked, "What's wrong? There's no burning. ”

“General, prayer face is burned. ”

On one side of the prayer face, Su Wangqin's heart fell on Gu Chunzhu. Looking at the ugly appearance of Gu Chunzhu now, she almost broke a row of his teeth.

At the time of the concert, which nobleman did not pour under her pomegranate skirt, how did it get there? This will not work in the military. Could it be that this general is an elm goose?

“What are you doing here?” Su Wangqin didn't lift his eyelids. He carefully examined Gu Chunzhu all over his body to make sure that she didn't burn before saying to prayer.

The back of the prayer hand had been blistered, especially horrible compared to the white skin, but she didn't get a hint of pity from Su Wangqin. She cried with the pear blossom holding Su Wangqin's leg with rain. “The prayer came to ask Madame to accept the prayer face and do the little one. Madam promised to drink the tea I saluted, but who knew, but deliberately knocked the teapot over and let the hot tea ruin the hands of the slaves. ”

“Pray, Miss Yan, you can eat without saying anything. ”

Madam Miao also figured out something wrong. Before, she thought that Gu Chunzhu couldn't calm down and wanted to teach her a lesson. But this prayer exit said that Gu Chunzhu promised her to be small. This is ridiculous. There is nothing in it. The combination of the two boxes of tea must have been her own bitter meat plan.

Madam Miao said so simply, and prayed back immediately. "You are Madame's wife, of course, to help Madame reverse the black and white. But Prayer Yan went to the general house alone to teach the young lady to play the piano, Wan Wang General pity, as long as it was a woman who could become a general, prayer Yan can no longer play the piano even if these hands are invalid, prayer Yan is willing. ”

“Pfft, pfft!” Gu Chunzhu couldn't help but give her a round of applause when she heard the tears of prayer. If she was born in modern times, she could become a speaker who could provoke emotions.

Gu Chunzhu stood up leisurely and looked despicably at the prayer face: “If you are a little girl in our general's house, you need to play the piano. Naturally someone will play the piano for you. ”

“Madam is humiliating prayer, not those who climb the branches.” With her head high, the line of tears slowly falls, like calculating the angle and the speed at which she weeps, making her look like an empty valley orchid with a high temperament and no desecration.

Gu Chunzhu's lips were slightly open. She was underestimated, not a speaker. She should be the best actress in the Oscar Awards.

Su Wangqin looked at Gu Chunzhu's ugly face and held her aside. She sat away from the debris and walked to prayer and asked her, "Do you think Madame deliberately burned your hand? ”

“Yes, prayer does not dare to be half false.” Prayer chewed the matter to death.

“Bullshit, if Madame did it, you're afraid you can't stand here and cry with me now.” Su Wangqin looked at the prayer face and slowly said the glorious things Gu Chunzhu had done. "Madam would directly mention a bucket of fecal water and pour it on you. You still stink and cry at me? ”

Listening to Su Wangqin's words, her prayer face was all green. She dared not even imagine this kind of thing being thrown into the water. Even more so, she felt it was nothing. "The general is biased against Madam...”

“Ladies not only throw people with manure, they throw people with cow manure, and they order houses if they don't agree.” Su Wangqin spoke in a calm and authentic tone.

Gu Chunzhu's mood for listening to the original melancholy mood improved a few points. Turns out she is quite powerful. She is also reluctant to talk to a woman such as Qiyan who uses good means. She is more tired than fighting with Chen Xueping.

“Come on, my wife Morov, General Shin will do. It just so happens that Miss Yan didn't hold the tea cup steady. She was badly injured. She was in the yard for six months. Don't come out easily.” Gu Chunzhu glanced at her pale face and prayed. Since she lived in the General's Palace, she had the right to be grounded.

“Madam...”

“Ma'am, do you not understand the rules?” Big Miao and Mama Liu dragged her down to prayer side.

“General...”

Gu Chunzhu listened to the call of prayer, rubbed his head, and rubbed off his dead skin.

“Trouble with the lady.” Su Wangqin gently held Gu Chunzhu's waist. His low voice rang in her ear. His chin rested on her shoulder to give her extra peace of mind.

“As long as you don't change your mind, I'm not afraid even if thousands of people like you.” Gu Chunzhu raised a smile under the veil. The wounds left by Chen Zheng's betrayal in his previous life seemed to have been healed by Su Wangqin's gentleness as if it were windy and rainy. She put her trust in him.

“Madam, there's another little hoof... Miss Chan is here to find it!” Madam Miao took her prayer back to her yard, and Mama Liu rushed back to Gu Chunzhu Road.

She walked in and saw Su Wangqin and Gu Chunzhu hugging each other. A brilliant daisy smile was squeezed out of her face.

Gu Chunzhu broke out of Su Wangqin's arms. “Cough, let Miss Chen in.” But I'm also whispering to myself, are these women supposed to be here?

Chen Xueping walked in, and a small face was much thinner. In these days of nursing illness, Mama Liu really “took care of” her.

Every day she eats thin porridge, two bowls of fresh rice grains of porridge a day, and her name says she can't eat greasy when she's sick. Beyond that, every time the medicine has a strange smell, it's either extremely bitter, it stinks, it's very dirty, it smells bad, and Mama Liu says that good medicine is good for the disease.