Jinhua lost some silver money, won the sympathy of a young lady, the lady saw that Jinhua lost pitifully, so she volunteered to help her get back on the field, Jinhua saw that the lady only had a small poor diamond ring in her hand, guessed that she was not financially considerable, a little embarrassed, so she politely refused.

Not to mention, she has a good intention to lose money, women play mahjong to have the fun of playing mahjong, and losing money is a good means to be flattered. She also had this in mind when she rejected the lady, and it would be troublesome to let the lady do something bad.

Regarding Jinhua's refusal, the lady also felt that her words were indeed presumptuous, her face was crimson, slightly embarrassed, and there was an elegant and decent smile on the corner of her mouth, so she changed the topic.

Jinhua saw that the lady was embarrassed, smiled slightly apologetically, listened carefully, and answered the topic raised by the lady with great interest, talking appropriately and humorously, and gradually found the fun of talking, and the two talked very happily, and even brought the wives who were playing mahjong over.

Friendships between women are very well established, and a piece of clothing or jewelry, a topic can bring two people closer.

"Did Mrs. Zhu get her hands on the fashionable model in Paris this year?" A lady wiping her red lips said.

Jinhua was surprised who that Mrs. Zhu was, and then the lady who had been talking to her for a long time spoke: "This, Lao Zhu has already set it for me."

Mrs. Red Lips was full of envy, and said, "Ah, County Magistrate Zhu really loves you."

Jin Hua observed Mrs. Zhu's demeanor, and saw that her face was indifferent, there was no joy, and there were slight wrinkles in the center of her eyebrows. There is some clarity in my heart.

"Well, he does love me. That's right, Miss Rong. Where are we? ”

Jinhua didn't care about Mrs. Zhu's use of her shield, she tried not to offend the wives present, and married one or two wives with face and background.

"Speaking of begonias, you said you like this flower the most." Jinhua looked at the wives who came over, smiled slightly, and said softly.

Mrs. Zhu's face showed a look that only a little girl had. There was a hint of joy in his voice: "Yes." Begonia flowers look best when they bloom. ”

"Roses are beautiful, and those foreign gentlemen from the embassy like to send them the most..."

Before a long-eyed lady could finish speaking, she was gagged by a wife.

"The third. You use your brains to speak, don't let people point out behind our backs that we haven't seen the world. The horse-faced lady wore a brown fur trench coat with a broad belt that trimmed her figure to tall and thin.

Mrs. Elong-eyed blushed, and looked extremely dissatisfied with the horse-faced lady's words.

Mrs. Elong-eyed spat on it. It doesn't look like a loser.

Sure enough, as Jinhua expected. Mrs. Elong-Eyed snorted. He stabbed at Mrs. Mayan and said, "I'm afraid the master didn't send you roses."

Mrs. Ma Yan disagreed, stretched out her shiny hands, and boasted: "See, this is the truth."

Mrs. Horseface as she spoke. Mrs. Zhu looked over, and Jinhua saw that her face was gloomy and sighed.

"Not really. Gold and silver jewelry is real, and men nowadays are willing to buy gold bracelets. I am willing to buy big diamonds, but I refuse to talk to others. Mrs. Red Lips couldn't help but sigh.

Jinhua listened to the emotions of these wives, and thought in her heart what to say, as an unmarried person, she was not cowardly on this topic.

"What kind of flowers does Miss Rong like?" Mrs. Zhu's face was not very good, and she staggered the topic again and asked Jinhua a question.

For Mrs. Zhu's question, Jinhua didn't think that it was natural for girls to like beautiful flowers, but she really couldn't say exactly what flowers she liked, three years ago she liked beautiful and delicate roses, and now, what she liked, but she couldn't say at all.

People always change, and likes don't last long.

"Why do you like begonia flowers?" Jinhua didn't answer, but asked Mrs. Zhu.

"When I was a girl, I liked this kind of flower, this kind of flower, the cluster is extremely beautiful." Mrs. Zhu showed a look of nostalgia on her face.

After a while, she said again: "The roses bloom warmly, the cold plum blossoms cold, and only the begonias are mild."

Looking at Mrs. Zhu's eyebrows, Jinhua suddenly felt that among these wives, Mrs. Zhu was like a green lotus flower that stood quietly and was not stained with mud.

"Miss Rong, how about you come and talk to me more in the future? I know it's presumptuous to make this request to you all of a sudden. ”

Jinhua held Mrs. Zhu's hand, she roughly guessed some of Mrs. Zhu's daily life, she looked at Mrs. Zhu and nodded in response: "I'm afraid that Mrs. will dislike Jinhua by then."

Mrs. Zhu covered her lips with a handkerchief, her smiling eyes were crooked, she pulled Jinhua to the side of the sofa covered with a burgundy soft carpet, invited Jinhua to sit down, and said with a smile: "We talk about ours, ignore them."

For Mrs. Zhu's special treatment, Jinhua didn't know whether to cry or laugh, this lady was afraid of being a misfit person, although she liked this wife's temperament, but to be honest, this kind of communication was just casual and not in her plan.

"They only know jewels and men, and they are good with me because of my wealth and my men, and only you treat me sincerely." Mrs. Zhu's words made Jinhua blush, she originally said that Mrs. Zhu was thin and embarrassed to treat each other with evil, but she never thought that Mrs. Zhu imagined her too beautifully.

"Madam..."Jinhua didn't know what to answer for a while.

Mrs. Zhu's warm palm grabbed her, pretending to be angry, and said angrily: "Why are you still called Mrs. Zhu." ”

Jin Hua smiled and changed his words: "Sister." ”

After recognizing Mrs. Zhu as her sister, the two chatted a lot, this Mrs. Zhu is completely different from those beautiful wives of Yingying Yanyan, she is a knowledgeable and skillful woman, except for paranoia and Qinggao, there are almost no shortcomings.

From this point of view, Jinhua has no intention of inserting willows into the willows, this Mrs. Zhu's background is enough for her to gain a foothold in Xiangxi, she is taking the black road, if she wants to go for a long time, she is bound to need a protective umbrella.

For Mrs. Zhu, Jinhua didn't have much to think about, and just wanted to help her avoid some troubles when she went to Shennongjia.

After thinking about it again and again, Jinhua decided to tell Mrs. Zhu frankly that a good friendship relationship is mutually beneficial and win-win. If Mrs. Zhu treats each other sincerely, she doesn't need to hide it.

After Jinhua finished narrating, Mrs. Zhu grabbed her hand and promised: "Sister just rest assured."

Jinhua was quite moved when she saw Mrs. Zhu so refreshing, she pondered for a moment and said to Mrs. Zhu: "I will give my sister 20% of the gross profit of the gambling house." I'm in trouble with my sister. ”

Mrs. Zhu looked at Jinhua sideways for a long time. He replied, "Okay." ――

It has been a few days since Jinhua returned to Xiangxi.

Mrs. Zhu led her to meet a lot of people in Xiangxi, if you say, in the past, Jinhua walked in the circle of inferior people. Well now. She took advantage of Mrs. Zhu's good wind and rose to the top and entered the society of the upper class, although she was not as famous as three years ago. But it's also a good sign.

A night of partying, stripping off your dress. Lying quietly on the soft bed, Jinhua was silently planning in her heart, she was going to see He Rong and Mu Shaoqiu in two days, and she had prepared things to go to Shennongjia. Except for Xiaokuan, who was not placed well, a qiē properly.

Because she can't guarantee that she will come back from Shennongjia without fail, she has to do her best in all kinds of plans. Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Jinhua jumped out of bed again. turned on the light, lay down in front of the desk, and took a pen and paper to calculate the cost of Xiaokuan.

In a sense, Xiaokuan is the creation of Jinhua, she wholeheartedly wants to build Xiaokuan into a shadow of Gao Kuan, calculating the cost at the same time, and listing a precise plan for Xiaokuan.

Jinhua imagined that if there was no war in the country and the price level was stable, the money she left behind should be able to support Xiaokuan to finish college, of course, she couldn't be very sure, Xiaokuan had to go down the road of Gaokuan, the painting materials were a lot of consumption, and the commission of the Western painting teacher was also increasing day by day...

If she can come back from Shennongjia...

Throwing off the thoughts in her head, Jinhua went to the living room to pour water in the dark, because of the moonlight, it was not dark in the room, after pouring the water, pinching the cup, she couldn't help but paced in the direction of the high and wide room.

After sending him back to Gao's house, Jinhua was extremely sober, Gao Kuan had become her calamity, and his shadow always lingered in her heart.

Gently twisting open the high and wide door, Jinhua found that her heart was beating wildly, she didn't know what she was expecting, she pinched her hands, and her fingers on the doorknob were put down at a loss.

Since she came back from Beiping, she has lost the courage to open the door of the high and wide house.

"Kuan, good night." Smiling at the door of the tall and wide room, Jinhua forced herself to look away from the place where she held the water glass and walked away step by step, tears falling the moment she was away from the door.

The living are more painful than the dead.

Attributing her love to the pain of being alive, she was finally able to take a breath, and sitting under the lamp, she took out a book from the bookshelf at random, spread it out, and meditated all night.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter little by little, Jinhua silently closed the scroll, turned around and looked at the mirror on the table, and saw that the complexion was a little bad, so he dipped his fingers in some rouge, nodded on his cheeks, and slowly faded away.

Her face is better, she is the beautiful Rong Jinhua again, she is smart and beautiful, so she can rely on these funds to climb to the high and wide head, she is his aunt, the only aunt and grandmother who can always save the day.

With a finger on the dough, Jinhua closed her eyes and shook off the mirror that reflected her face on the table with her sleeve.

There was a cracking sound, and the floor was littered with fragments of mirrors.

Looking at the remnants of the mirror, Jinhua felt a little better, and decided to go to school at noon to pick up Xiaokuan and go to the restaurant to eat a big meal, just like in the past and Gao Kuan came out of the tomb.

When the sky was completely bright, she changed into a colorful cheongsam, washed her face with cold water, and went to the street to find food without makeup.

She rarely looks like she doesn't wear makeup, and for a long time, perfect makeup, delicate skin, and elegant and decent posture are her armor to face the world, although she is not a mature and elegant lady from the bottom of her heart, but she has a full lady style.

Nowadays, it is a great wonder to go out without makeup, touching the skin, Jinhua swallowed a large bowl of noodles, the noodles were hot, passed through the esophagus, fell into the stomach, bulging the belly, and gradually became cold with people.

After eating, Jinhua felt that the whole body was abundant, took the car, and went to Xiaokuan's school, she hadn't seen Xiaokuan for nearly a month, and she didn't know how Xiaokuan was now, thinking of Xiaokuan's naughty energy, she couldn't help frowning, she thought, when the time comes to school, she should ask Xiaokuan's teacher, if Xiaokuan is naughty in school, she must whip him a few times.

When I arrived at the school, the students were still in class, and Jinhua sat in the campus for a while, and then he was a little impatient-because the sun was gradually climbing up, so the sun shone a little dazzlingly.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, Jinhua decided to visit the principal here, the principal's office is on the side of the teaching building, the location is easy to find, Jinhua was thinking about what to say to the principal in his heart, and walked over, Xiaokuan's education has become her heart, she can't say that she is paranoid, she just wants to make Xiaokuan better, when she taught Xiaokuan herself, Xiaokuan didn't learn very well, so she sent Xiaokuan to school, she always felt not very relieved, Xiaokuan started late, and received education much later than others.

Anyway. She and Xiaokuan are both strangers, because he has a very similar face to Gao Kuan, so Xiao Kuan is a substitute for Gao Kuan, but this point seems to be a little unfair to Xiao Kuan, after thinking about it, Jinhua couldn't figure out where she treated Xiao Kuan unfairly.

In the end, Jinhua didn't want to think about it anymore, and at this moment, she walked to the door of the principal's office, and at this moment, she bumped into Xiaokuan head-on.

Xiao Kuan didn't seem to expect to meet her here, and after staying for a long time, he reacted and greeted timidly: "Grandma, little aunt." ”

Jinhua looked at Xiao Kuan, saw that he was covered with stains, he didn't have to think about it to know what he did, the fire that had been in ambush in his heart for a long time rushed up, she stared at Xiao Kuan, and asked loudly: "Why don't you go to class?" ”

Xiao Kuan's head was lower, and when it was almost touching the ground, Jinhua felt a pain in his forehead, and looked up to see a young man in a gray robe, who was a full half a head taller than her, if Jinhua was not mistaken, the man was flicking her forehead with his fingers.

Jinhua felt unreasonable, pushed the man away with one hand, dragged Xiaokuan to the principal's office, and couldn't help but educate as he walked: "What did I tell you, you forgot everything?" ”

Xiao Kuan was dragged by her, quickly shook his head, bit his mouth, and said timidly: "No, Xiao Kuan doesn't dare to forget." ”

Jinhua was really angry this time, and his words were a little ruthless: "If you still want to live your original life, I can send you back." ”

Xiao Kuan's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he suddenly knelt at Jinhua's feet, and kept kowtowing: "Grandma, Xiao Kuan knows it's wrong." (To be continued.) )

ps: Just came back, no net. The two were sent together