Chapter 8: The dowry is coming

Xiaocui still shook her head, "I don't know, have there been any new entrants in the past few years, I don't know if there are old people before, do you want Xiaocui to help you inquire?" ”

"Yes!"

……

Li Xiaoxiao locked herself in her room, drank a cup of tea, and looked at a strange knife in her hand.

In the memory of the original owner, this is her most precious thing.

But it didn't look like this before! The dull knife that had been rusty had changed, the blade had turned red, and the iron had been sharpened like clay.

She put away the knife and tried to condense her true qi again.

The true qi condensed in the palm of his hand was a faint layer of gray.

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When the little fool is not stupid, he is the gray level, and then he is stupid, and he has never been promoted.

From now on, she will pick up the little fool's cultivation path, and one day, she will go back and collect all the debts owed to her.

……

"Quick, be careful, and move all these things into the eldest lady's room."

"Daddy?" Li Xiaoxiao saw that the things in the courtyard were all packed in a large cage box with vermilion lacquer and tied with big red flowers.

She had seen this battle a year ago, and it was in the Xiao family.

When my aunt got married, this was the dowry gift from her in-laws.

Could it be that she really plans to marry her after leaving the war, she is not stupid now!

Lizhan turned to her and smiled at her: "Xiaoxiao, I didn't have time to tell you in a hurry, that's the case, your mother decided to give you a good family affair before her death, and this is a dowry gift from them." The auspicious days are set, just on the eighth day of the next month. ”

Li Xiaoxiao frowned, and was thinking about how to solve this matter, so she heard Li Zhan continue: "Bai Qinghua of the Bai family is a rare talent, I know that you little sisters like him, and you like him too, don't you?" ”

Well? Yes?

She's a fool, she knows what it means to like?

"I don't know him." The corners of Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched, feeling that this matter was unreliable.

It's not that Bai Qinghua is bad, but it's too good, so good that Xiaoxiao is not worthy of him at all, she is different from him.

The other party can agree to marry her hastily, and what he likes is the dowry you gave by Dad.

Can your daughter be happy in such a marriage?

Regardless of these, in this life, marrying, husbandry, and children is too far away for her.

She was alone, carrying the hatred between her and the little fool, too heavy.

"Dad, can I take a break from my relationship with the Bai family? At least wait until the clan meeting is over. ”

"No way!" Resolutely refused, "Xiaoxiao, the time has been set, it will be on the eighth day of the next month." Your clan will marry before the meeting, and you are the eldest daughter of a divorced family, you understand. ”

Of course, Li Xiaoxiao understood, she had heard what he and Li Zhiyuan said.

"Originally, my father was worried that you would be bullied when you went to the Bai family, but now it's okay, you're not stupid, when you get to the Bai family, live a good life with Bai Qinghua, and be more serious when you practice, they will treat you well."

Looking at the appearance of leaving the battle, I am full of hope for her future.

Alas! I'm afraid that I am iron-hearted, so I have to give up for the time being.

……

Practice quickly, and for the next few days, Xiaoxiao will be practicing, and when you are sleepy, you will drink Zifeng tea.

The effect of Zifeng tea is good, and after drinking a cup, Xiaoxiao feels a lot more energetic.

She was busy sitting cross-legged, seriously cultivating the true martial qi.