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

The men's race is over, and then it's the ladies and ladies of the provinces. This kick-ass festival is a feast for both men and women. In fact, it means that even more young ladies and sons look at each other. Normally older ladies are unconscious. Most of them are young ladies, and occasionally there are a few young ladies who are newly married.

“The prize is a South Pearl Walk. ”

“Mother, this is beautiful, and my Nanju is just the same pair, I wear a collar and you shake it.” An An lay down in Gu Chunzhu's ear muttered, a little whispered, but still confident. After all, she was a little girl selling flowers on the street.

Seeing Ann stand up, the cloudy veil swayed with her steps, making her look even more expensive.

Wen Shi, sitting in the first row, watched her hand hold the seated wooden armrest tightly, because she was too hard to white, she thought that the grass wrap had made her Rongger grounded, and now she actually went up to the wind. Really, the flower art in this palace is wildflowers in their village wildflowers wildflowers wildflowers grass can't?

Ann and the ladies sat on their knees in front of each other. All she had to do was pick out a beautiful flower and arrange a vase. One row of flowers was embedded on the stage in a beautiful lady. It was enough to admire her without having to talk more.

Because the divided flowers are picked fresh, they are blooming just right, the colors are bright, and they are picked one by one. Compared to the original Tan Lady's wholesale return, but much more sophisticated, Ann did not need to remove defects, this was a particularly fast move, it was the first to insert flowers.

“Your Highness, look at our daughter.” Lady Qing approached Xuan and said, "How proud it is to blow the wind in his ears at this time.

“Well, Jean-Claude.” He swept a glance in a blush, spending most of it in the eyes of a man is the same.

“Actually, it's only Il. If Rong-er is here, he can definitely win us back to the East Palace.” The sniffer squeezed in with Mrs. Qing and thought of her daughter's panic.

“Who let the county master fall? If the princess likes the South Pearl walk, you still have two daughters here!” Lady Qing glanced at Xuanyu and Xuanyu.

Smell the palm of her hand, this Xuan Yu is only eight years old, while Xuan Xuan is only five years old, which allows two children who have not yet grown up to compare to others how to plant flowers. She feels that Mrs. Qing purposely came to angry with her.

“Oh, even if your children are better, what can you do if you don't recognize them?” Wen Shi really couldn't hold his breath, cynically said.

This was also particularly harsh in his ears. Ann and Xiaocheng were also his children, and he said unhappily: "Princess, you talk too much today. ”

“Yes…” Wen's face was white and she dared not say it again.

The contest on the stage was almost done, and the ladies kept the flowers together. Ann's flowers don't look stunning in there alone, but it gives people a very comfortable feeling, and immediately after the flowers are inserted with these ladies, they become obviously incomprehensible.

Fresh colour scheme, high branches, short and faint, it is simply eye-catching.

“The winner of the floral art, Miss Su of the General's Palace, shall shake one in Nanju. ”

Ann held her flowers in her arms and that step just shook down. She was a young girl who was not old enough for cardamom. Her figure was thin. She was like a little sparrow with no bouncing. Her footsteps came down lightly and joyfully.

“Auntie, this flower is for you. Wei Xingzhi gave my mother a jade pei. We will return this to you as a courtesy.” Ann gave her flowers to Tam.

Tuan Shi was also satisfied with the flowers, "The child is so polite and good.” She even said three good words.

Ann went back to Gu Chunzhu and sat down. She shook Nanju steadily and properly into Gu Chunzhu's hairpin. "Mother, this is for you. I can still do the floral arts. Others won't win. ”

Gu Chunzhu knew this cunning girl, gave the flowers to Tam Shi, and gave Nan Zhu Bao to himself. Affordable or reserved for his own family, very clever!

“One can only hold hands, not to be ugly in front of people.” Gu Chunzhu's demands on the children are not high, so long as he can live in peace and security, and then live happily ever after, the rest are just additions.

At this time, she looked at Gu Chunzhu and Ann's two affectionate Qing Ladies, and she kept looking back. I saw Ann give the bottle of flowers to Tuan Shi, and gave Nanju Bamboo to Gu Chunzhu. Neither of them had her share. Now she's even more angry that her neck is stiff. When will Ann be able to have her own mother?

“Oh.” Wen's ghostly grin passed into Mrs. Qing's ear.

She was not feeling well at first. She was still in this position, and Mrs. Qing turned her head and glanced at her. Smell the position of the chest, although Mrs. Qing has always been untamed, but has not yet made this white-eyed gesture in person. Looks like there really is a son who has the guts to get fat and his breath is trembling.

Next, the ladies in the piano chess book and painting, Wen Shi held the second daughter's hand, “Yu, you have a talent in the art of the piano, Mother doesn't want you to get the first name, just compare that grass bag to the next one. ”

Her tone was extremely light and did not allow Xuan to hear it, but her tone was filled with hatred, and she was still reluctant to admit that the floral contest was safe to take first on her own level, only that she felt lucky.

And floral art is different from chess book painting, only when the chess book painting is more talented than spelling a woman, and she can only rely on her second daughter.

“Mother, I must play better than her.” Xuan Yu is the most like-minded of the three sisters. She has no appearance, and Ping Su cannot be seen by her mother. Now she has the opportunity to grasp it firmly.

When the eunuch singing on stage talked about playing piano, Xuan Yu stood up and ran to the third row, "Sister, Yu wants to play with you. ”

Gu Chunzhu looked at Xuan Yu, who was only seven years old. How to say that Ann was 12 years old and a little girl. Xuan Yu was just a child. Her apricot eyes looked at Ann helplessly. She was challenged by a child.

Ann shrugged her shoulders and responded that Gu Chunzhu was helpless.

“Okay, but I don't play well.” Ann, honestly, she doesn't expect to be famous. Since a child invited her to play the piano, she has to give her sister a little face.

“Yu knew that her sister had been raised in the countryside, and no one taught her chess books and drawings, but it's okay, just compare her to Yu.” Xuan Yu's voice sounded a little loud, like he was deliberately emphasizing that Ann was from the countryside.