Chapter 210: How to Produce Pictures and How to Embroider
However, Siniang was not afraid of her at all, and slapped her ass with a palm: "Don't make trouble!
"The whole Yongchun Fang may know about it, can I not know? Isn't this good, while the raw rice is not yet cooked, hurry up and pull the dowry back to choose another good son-in-law, it's better than a foregone conclusion before something happens, right?"
Siniang glanced at her, sat down and frowned: "How can it be so simple, although it doesn't ...... Well, but he was also seriously married, and his reputation alone was not good, I heard that the Luo family refused to let go, only said that the three media and six hired his family a lot, Xue Die entered his house and thought he was a member of his family, the Yao family still loved their daughter, and the dowry was damaged a lot in order to snatch Xue Die back, and now people are back safely, but I don't know how to end it. β
Liuniang still lacks some concepts, and she can't help but be a little angry when she says this, she doesn't have much friendship with Yao Xuedie, and she can be regarded as growing up together, it doesn't matter who Luo Jun is with, but it's disgusting to elope on the day of the wedding. Frowning and thinking, "What is the matter with Luo Jun and that person?"
Siniang glanced at her weakly: "How do I know! It's also strange, how can men and men ...... It's poor Snow Butterfly, who suffered this sin in vain. β
"Stop!" Liu Niang didn't want to discuss men and men with her sister at all, this matter was simple, there were too many slots and I didn't know where to start, she didn't discriminate against the same, but even true love couldn't hurt the innocent, right?
Yao Xuedie has poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, and this is on the stall!
Suddenly felt wrong: "Hey, don't you have a good relationship with Yao Xuedie, why didn't you go to join in the fun today?"
Siniang glanced at her: "You are really stupid to me, what kind of fun do I go to make when this person has a lot of eyes, besides, ......"
She lowered her eyes and pulled her handkerchief, and Liuniang gradually tasted a little awkward shame, and suddenly said: "The Liang family came to propose?" and felt that it was not right, such a major event must have been agreed in advance, if she really came to propose, it would be impossible for her father and mother to let her out today.
ββ¦β¦ No," Siliang said like a mosquito: "It is the day when someone is invited to discuss the proposal." β
"Yo he!" Liu Niang raised her eyebrows: "It's finally true, the eldest aunt has agreed to the family affair?"
"It wasn't fake before," Siniang grabbed her handkerchief and whispered to Liang Chen: "He's just a little stupid, and he doesn't have his mother to worry about him." β
"The family matter hasn't been decided yet, are you protecting it a little early?" Liu Niang couldn't help but tease.
Siniang's family affairs finally have a safe settlement, she is relieved for a while, and there is some unspeakable taste for a while, she is still in junior high school, and she is not allowed to fall in love in another world, but now she wants to marry and have children, alas.
She couldn't help but touch Siniang's tender face lovingly, Siniang hurriedly dodged away, and exaggeratedly shook off goosebumps: "Here you go again, what kind of eyes do you have!"
Liu Niang put down her hand in a daze, seeing that her disgusted look was born from the side of her guts, and the two sisters laughed together.
In the hot summer, Siniang went to Yao's house for most of the rest time because she wanted to comfort the handkerchief, Siniang was afraid of the scorching sun but refused to go out at home, Min Shiqing was familiar with her habits, and often sent her some fresh melons and fruits to relieve the heat, the two occasionally met in Anjia, and felt no different from the past, occasionally missing, but also used to it.
But he was bitter and stared at Park Yihui of Anjia every day.
Forced to send away a seven or eight-year-old girl, Park Yihui took out a pen and paper from his arms, licked it on his tongue, took a mouthful of ink-flavored saliva, and wrote crookedly on the paper: Half a bowl of porridge in the morning, two spring rolls. A small bowl of rice at noon, half a cucumber mixed with vinegar, two honeydew melons, two watermelons after a nap, and half a bowl of ice. A bowl of evening mung bean tea......
Fall! Why did he pick a girl who lacked heart, and when he was arranged in the kitchen, he would only stare at the stuttering one! One day, two days, like this, every day, the world looked at his face wrong!
was squatting in the corner of the wall and bubbling bitter water, but saw the door of Anjia squeak open, the mule cart hurried out, Pu Yihui's eyes lit up and hurriedly followed, but when he arrived at the mouth of the alley, he was stopped by a group of giggling soldiers: "Boss, you have been soaking urine for too long, do you want my brother to introduce you to a doctor?"
Park Yihui shook him off with a wrong shoulder: "What are you talking about, hurry up and go on patrol!"
While scolding and fooling people, he hurriedly gave a slightly thinner man a look, and when he saw that people were quietly attached to the mule cart, he breathed a sigh of relief and fought with this group of subordinates.
He parachuted into Shenwuwei, this group of old fritters knew that he had a backstage, and they didn't dare to follow him openly, but not everyone obeyed him, but if he couldn't handle this little thing well, why should he let Zhao Jinyuan use him? It's just that it doesn't happen overnight.
Half an hour later, seeing that it was time for curfew, the thinner man quietly returned to the patrol team, approached behind Park Yihui casually, and whispered: "It's okay, the little lady of the An family has a cold stomach, and it's a little thin." β
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These words have a strong sense of picture, and the vulgar Park Yihui has a feeling that it is a little difficult to explain, thinking that you can't go back to report to the prince that your beloved girl has diarrhea, right? But I can finally have something worth retributing, and I am happy and worried for a while.
After thinking about it, Park Yihui still decided to be tactful, because he had this opportunity because of the little lady of the An family, but he couldn't spoil the beautiful image of the little lady An in the hearts of the son, if this marriage blew the future of his old Park family, he didn't know where it was!
So in the end, Zhao Jinyuan received the news that An Jinbao used half a bowl of ice a little more and was cold.
Is his little girl papier-mΓ’chΓ©? But thinking about those delicate noblewomen who have to be helped when they walk, it seems to be understandable again. Zhao Jinyuan frowned in distress, and decisively crossed out the ice that he sent because he knew that Liuniang was planning to do so, and scolded Park Yihui, is he a fool?
Zhao Jinyuan knew that many folk doctors had very average medical skills, and he was so anxious for fear that quacks would mislead people for a while, so Park Yihui, who was asked by Changxi overnight, was simply stunned, and said weakly: "It's the doctor of Ping'an Hall, and it is not in the way, and it will be fine to take two medicines at most." β
I've drunk it tonight, and I'll be fine tomorrow at most, and he didn't even think about it that much......
I inquired again, the An family is a successful family, and the doctor invited by Ping'an Hall has always had a good reputation, Zhao Jinyuan relieved his heart a little, but other thoughts surged in his heart.
Is he allowed to visit the sick?
This thought is like a weed coming out of the soil, the fire can't burn inexhaustibly, the wind can't die, it hooks his heart like a pot of charcoal, and he sweats in an instant in the summer.
Wait, how do you explain that he knows she's sick?
The heat on his face gradually receded, knowing that this road was impassable, Zhao Jinyuan choked his wrists, and asked Changxi again: "That family hasn't moved out yet?"