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

A slight breeze, with a hint of winter chills, also brings a rich floral scent and a refreshing spleen. Plum blossoms that belong to the cold winter are still open, and the tender yellow spring blossoms behind them have unwillingly stretched out their branches to reveal their fragrance. Looking away, the cool and elegant orchids have revealed their beauty.

Mrs. Pan walked around the garden under the leadership of Gu Chunzhu. She was amazed. Make sure that Gu Chunzhu told her secret.

“Actually, it's about time for these flowers to bloom, just a faulty climate. As for more, I let go of the flower artist in the palace, or you send the flower artist in the palace to talk to yourself, I won't let the old flower hand over the secret.” Gu Chunzhu's face was difficult, and spreading his hands out indicated that there was nothing he could do.

Lady Pan could only look at the flowers in the yard regrettably for a long time and suddenly regained her spirit. “Even if I don't have a chance, I'll try! ”

Continuously, all the invited ladies and ladies arrived in the garden of the General's Palace, gathered together to enjoy the beautiful scenery of this early spring, while lamenting that they could not own the fairy art and let their gardens flourish.

Sister Zheng was the host of this Spring Festival. After the crowd had arrived, she walked to the middle of the Festival and said to the crowd in a loud voice, "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for coming to my Spring Festival. If it's boring to look at these flowers and plants, why don't we play some games in the early spring? ”

Lady Wei, who was closer to Gu Chunzhu, first came out and asked, "Sister Zheng is kind enough to see the scenery is also our blessing. As for the game, don't you know what Sister Zheng thinks? ”

“I'd rather have the young ladies come along. One poem, two pianos, three paintings, they're all good projects.” Sister Zheng naturally had a long way to go, explaining the three projects she envisioned.

Because Ann and Peony were not with Nanny Zheng, at this time I heard Nanny Zheng's explanation, which made it clear why she was desperately practicing them a few days ago. However... we all have Sister Zheng to open a small stove, just afraid of being unfair to other ladies. Ann looked at several other small partners from afar and shared the same concern.

Finally, Sister Zheng added another sentence, reassuring several people while starting to get nervous, “I know you will worry about Ann several young ladies knowing the subject ahead of time, so I decided to let them come out alone to demonstrate and not participate in the competition. ”

You didn't let us compete, but as an example, you didn't unconsciously start contrasting with us. I heard Ann's inner vomit. Sister Zheng actually sent Ann out to write a poem first, entitled "Early Spring”.

Sister Zheng gave Ann a fragrant time to write poetry. Ann put away her confused thoughts, stood at the stone table with a brush, thought for a few minutes and quickly went down and wrote her work.

Ann's words are not as gentle and small as regular women's, but rather carry the pride of some men, and the poems are not written in a scenic flair, but rather the contrast between the external landscape and the comfort of the present day.

“Yes!” Gu Chunzhu, like Sister Zheng, stood behind Ann and watched the complete poem at the moment of Ann's pen collection. He was not allowed to celebrate the talent of his children. Then Mama Liu moved the paperboard, lifted it up and showed it to the people around her, walked a circle to make sure everyone saw it.

“Next, please ask the ladies to play a soothing song on this garden spring poem. Miss Pan and Miss Wei, could you please play a soothing song? ”

Miss Pan and Miss Wei naturally happily promised to go to Qin, and Mama Liu quickly arranged someone to bring warm water to help them purify their hands. The crystalline water beads on the fiber hands are gently wiped off by Supa, then the incense oven next to it is slowly poured into the powder and gently pushed together with a small spoon.

When everything was ready, the mind calmed down, and the two of them started conversing with each other in silence, and you sang with me. And the poetry ladies next to her slowly calmed down with the sound of the violin and concentrated on their creations.

Mrs Pan and Mrs Xiaowei were satisfied to watch their daughter's such amazing qin art. Instead, they agreed to give Sister Zheng a red bag, and more thanks to Gu Chunzhu for giving her family such an opportunity.

Gu Chunzhu sat in a slightly distant pavilion, listening to the sound of the violin and the subtle wind, water, peace of mind. Since coming to Beijing, there have been rare relaxing moments like this. Gu Chunzhu thought that he should also take his family's children out for a trip to spring one day. He is also bored all day in the small heavens of the General's Palace.

The fragrant time soon passed, and some ladies thought that the burning forehead did not hold a word, but stood frustrated until they finally tried to hide their figure. And those talented women with a wide reputation show their work, and they feel that they are the first.

Everyone demanded that Sister Zheng flatten out one, two, three quickly, but Sister Zheng refused to be a judge. "I made the rules and launched this event. If I do this judge again, it means too much. I think Madam General can shoulder this great responsibility. ”

Gu Chunzhu, sitting in the distance watching the scenery, did not think that the “war" eventually spread behind her, suddenly heard many people calling themselves not far away, she turned her face, “Why are you looking for me? ”

“Find you a judge, hurry up and see which poem you like the most?” Lady Pan was a busy lady. She ran to Gu Chunzhu with a pile of white Xuanzhen paper.

“You can select a few delegates to score together, and then you can start with the highest score.” Gu Chunzhu thinks he is a copper-contaminated merchant. Let her see how well their mathematical abilities are paid off. Don't let poetry and songs give such a graceful thing away. She shrugged her neck away from Mrs. Pan and cautioned her not to let the wind blow into the lake.

As soon as Sister Zheng heard this, she thought there was a few more points to make, and asked if the lady present had volunteered to be a judge. As it turns out, no one is willing to come out. After all, who is willing to be the head bird? What if you don't choose the guilty one? As a result, the scene suddenly became awkward.

Well said, the good spirits, the bad spirits, are still that naughty wind, but this time it not only brought a little something, it also took a little something.