Han Yingxue was suddenly very curious, and she didn't know why Han Yingwen suddenly said that she wanted the Book of Poetry. She didn't teach him a few words, could it be that he was self-taught and prepared to read the Book of Poetry?

"Ying Wen, why do you want the Book of Poetry?"

Han Yingwen blushed and glanced at Zhao Qishan.

Is it related to Zhao Qishan again?

But what did Zhao Qishan say to make Han Yingwen want the Book of Poetry?

Zhao Qishan blinked with Han Yingwen.

With Zhao Qishan's acquiescence, Han Yingwen said slowly: "Sister, my cousin said that there are many beautiful verses in the Book of Songs. I've heard my cousin read it before, Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman. There is also the death of the peach, scorching its flower, the son is home, and it is appropriate for his room to ......"

Han Yingwen said as he spoke, others didn't understand, how could Han Yingxue not hear it.

Han Yingxue glared at Xiang Zhao Qishan, this guy is instilling bad thoughts into his younger brothers and sisters every day!

Zhao Qishan looked at Han Yingxue with an innocent face.

Fortunately, Han Yingwen is young and doesn't understand the meaning of these poems.

The Book of Poetry is a treasure of Chinese culture, and students will study it when they are enlightened. All in all, it's still worth buying.

"Done! Sister buys it for you! ”

"Thank you, sister!"

"Thank you, sister!"

A few children laughed unusually happily. Wait until she can earn more silver. When her siblings were older, she would take them around Kyoto.

"Mother, what do you want?"

Zhao was stunned for a moment, and smiled softly: "Mother doesn't want anything!" ”

"That's not going to work! Everyone has gifts, and mothers should have them too, so what should I give? Han Yingxue thought for a moment. Seeing that Zhao was also wearing coarse cloth clothes, he didn't clean up. It was decided to buy two satin fabrics for the Zhao family, and then make two sets of clothes. Buy some more jewelry.

Zhao is only in his thirties, and in modern times, when he is in his prime, he is definitely a big beauty when he dresses up well.

Han Yingxue paid attention to it in her heart, and she didn't tell the Zhao family, otherwise her mother would probably have to worry about the silver and not let her buy it.

"Hmm...... It's all there, and there's a little sister! ”

Thinking of her little sister, the corners of Han Yingxue's mouth were a smile that couldn't be hidden.

The little sister is now fleshy, pink and tender, like a porcelain doll. And the smile is still hard to be bright.

Han Xiaoxiao's eyebrows and eyes looked a bit like Han Yingxue, and when she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, like a crescent moon.

"Mother, I'll hug and smile!" Han Yingxue hugged Han Xiaoxiao.

Some were cautious, for fear of hurting Han Xiaoxiao.

"Smile, smile......" Han Yingxue called.

Han Xiaoxiao looked at Han Yingxue and giggled.

"Mother, what kind of gift do you want to give Xiaoxiao?" Han Yingxue asked.

"Little doll, what kind of gift do you want!" Zhao smiled, is this girl happy when she wants to spend all her money?

"No, no, there are also gifts for smiles. Laughing, are you right? Smile if you're right! ”

Han Xiaoxiao's smile was even brighter.

"Mother, you saw it, Xiaoxiao also wants to continue!"

"Okay, good, ask for a gift!"

Han Yingxue thought about it for a while, the little girl doll didn't know what to give.

"Cher, let's go to Kyoto and take a look, maybe there are children's things?" Zhao Qishan saw Han Yingxue thinking hard, frowned, and couldn't help but remind.

"Yes, go to Kyoto to see, Zhao Qishan. You're so smart! ”

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