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Recently, Mo Xiaohe has been beaten a lot of times, and she even wonders if her predecessor is the Li family's biological child. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not unfounded to say this, the daughters in the Mo family are either ordinary-looking rural girls, similar to Mo Daya, or they are delicate types, she is beautiful and beautiful, which can be described as unique.

"Mother, I can't be the one you picked up in the woods, right?"

Mo Xiaohe complained to Li with tears in his eyes, and without surprise, he ate another shot of chestnuts.

"The dead girl said everything, why don't you say that you are your mother and I stole life with others?"

Li was so angry that he didn't choose to speak, caught Mo Xiaohe, and scolded for a quarter of an hour, without panting.

"Mother, hey, my stomach hurts again."

The mother was very angry, and the consequences were serious. The hero didn't eat the loss in front of him, Mo Xiaohe shrank his head, winked at Mo Huaiyuan, and immediately cried with a sad face, wailing nonstop

"Hurry up, drink some brown sugar and warm up."

Li believed it and began to take care of Mo Xiaohe again.

The carriage was at the back of the seat, and the people around were basically just watching the excitement, and some people were sitting on the ground with small benches and nibbling on steamed buns.

The high platform set up by Xu Yuan's foreign hydrangea recruits relatives does not affect the line of sight at all.

"You lie down in the carriage for a while, I'll let your eldest brother watch you, and I'll get out of the carriage and buy you something to eat."

Along the way, the soup was watery, and the clansmen were in a hurry, and many times they were just fooling around.

Mo Xiaohe has a big appetite and often can't eat enough, so Li plans to buy some pastries and smoked chicken thighs for her to eat on the road.

"Mother, the lamp oil in our car is gone."

Mo Xiaohe reminded.

Along the way, the cold wind gusted, and the windows and doors of the carriage were completely closed, forming a small world of airtight and darkness.

Li did needlework, Mo Xiaohe read the booklet, and the two lit two kerosene lamps.

Before leaving, Li emphasized that Mo Huaiyuan should stand where he was and not leave, waiting for her to come back, and in addition, his daughter Mo Xiaohe was not allowed to get out of the carriage.

"Big brother, look at my mother, it's better to guard against me than against thieves."

Mo Xiaohe held his cheeks and poked his head out of the window to look. The surrounding Dayue people are discussing the recruitment conference, and their words are more bold than those of Dawu.

If the Great Wu people participate, it is mainly for the face, the name of the first beauty in the border city, and the second is money.

Emperor Luo Feng of Dawu is also a famous lover of beauty who does not love the country, neglects the government all the year round, and takes the queen Yu Fei'er to wander the world and hide in the people.

I really don't know the people's suffering, and the same is true of the emperor and queen of Dayue, who is obviously in a high position, but always wants to live a dull life, secluded between the mountains and rivers, and those poor scholars pick up the lights at night, stay awake all night, and hang the beams and stab the stocks, thinking that one day they can gain fame and fortune and go to the top.

Mo Xiaohe pondered like this and found some way.

She likes the mountains, because the houses in the mountains are built with characteristics, which she likes, and there are often wild games to satisfy her cravings, and she travels through the city where she was before, which is seriously polluted, and people are busy and busy, and they live more and more without self.

On the other hand, no one in the clan, including her relatives, likes poverty from the bottom of their hearts, because they are all ordinary people.

Gu Zheng's growth environment, upside down, suffering a lot of disasters, if he has the opportunity, will he have the ambition to turn over and make contributions? Before, she thought according to her own habitual thinking, thinking that after he found his father and mother, he could be the same as always.

"It's you who are too dishonest."

Mo Huaiyuan was scolded a lot, never let go of the water, and looked at his little sister who was about to move.

"Big brother, you said that Miss Xu's paintings are more stylish than mine?"

Mo Xiaohe shook his head and forbade himself to think nonsense, women are like this, they get more, and they start to suffer from gains and losses.

Miss Xu asked the maid to show the paintings, such as Hanmei pictures, etc., and the basic skills are solid. Actually, plum blossoms are only an entry level, but it is very difficult to draw them well

。 From Miss Xu's paintings, it can be seen that her temperament should be arrogant and should have the confidence of a talented woman. Needless to say, the embroidery is made with the Da Wu technique, the eyes and tail of the mandarin duck, the finishing touch, embroidered with a messy needle, and the whole picture is alive.

"Xiaohe, your painting is good, but it has a little more ingenuity."

Mo Huaiyuan nodded, he admired Miss Xu even more.

has a bit of ingenuity, which shows that Mo Xiaohe is good at imitation, she spends a lot of time making fakes, and she doesn't create them herself, how can she show any personal preferences.

"Okay, the auspicious time has come, everyone get ready, my young lady is going to throw a hydrangea!"

The housekeeper beat gongs and drums on the high platform to build momentum for recruiting relatives, and Xu Yuanwai came to the stage and said a few words.

Then, this Miss Xu, with the support of everyone, walked from the back of the curtain to the front desk, which immediately caused a commotion.

She was dressed in a bright red dress with gold threads embroidered on the neckline, placket, cuffs and skirt, which shimmered in the sunlight.

The material of the skirt is a specialty of Da Wu, floating brocade, smooth and supple, like rippling water.

"Miss Xu, take off your hijab and let us see the appearance of the first beauty in the border city?"

"Yes, we all came from afar."

The person who spoke sounded a little big tongue, and these few were obviously from Da Wu to join in the fun.

"That's it, Miss Xu, let them have a long experience, so that they don't always say that I have no beauty!"

The little ladies at the bottom screamed even more, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Why is the Dawu woman beautiful? It's not that I can dress up, I love stinky beauty! Why don't the men say that they are losers? Rouge gouache, that's a lot of money.

Every family lives and does a lot of work, who can always wear a skirt and apply grease and powder before feeding the pigs in the morning.

Mo Xiaohe took out a small bronze mirror given by Gu Zheng, looked at herself in the mirror, and was narcissistic, and she didn't know how Miss Xu compared to her appearance. Looking at the height, she is a lot shorter than the other party, if it is compared to the chest, I don't know who is flatter.

Really, the chest is uneven, how can the world be peaceful!

Mo Xiaohe held his head high, his eyes staring motionlessly in the direction of the high platform.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, the rumors must be substantiated, my young lady's appearance will not disappoint you."

The housekeeper clenched his fists and explained to everyone that their young lady wanted the person who grabbed the hydrangea, that is, the future husband, to see her face first.

This request is very reasonable, and the people watching the excitement appreciate Miss Xu's chastity and nod frequently. Miss Xu stood on the high platform, and after the noise, the audience was silent, and the exciting moment was coming!

"Throw it to me!"

The men are ready, aim at the hydrangea, ready to jump in the air at any time, and in order to avoid bloodshed, the first person to touch the hydrangea with his hand and hold it in his arms, indicating that he has been hit by the hydrangea. Mo Xiaohe probed out, held her breath, and saw Miss Xu throw hard, and the red ball swept through the crowd, just like her direction!

How strong is Miss Xu? This is not a common sense at all!