In Qiao's ears, Mama Zhao's voice seemed to come from the underworld, but it was a pity that she had already been distracted by her gaze soaked in ice ballast at this time, and she was delirious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not to mention playing the master's majesty, reprimanding Mama Zhao or scratching her a few times with her half-inch-long nails.

Qiao's is like a red-haired chicken with bird flu, paralyzed and weak but extremely hot, his upper and lower teeth keep hitting back and forth, hugging each other, only a golden hairpin on his head shines in the sun that is not dazzling in the spring afternoon, and it hits Mama Zhao's eyes.

Mama Zhao's cloudy old eyes lit up like dead fish eyes.

Throwing Qiao Shi to the ground, he leaned over and pulled out a newly punched red gold hollow peony hairpin with a finger embedded in her belly and a large colored glaze.

Weighing the weight, this hairpin is worth at least fifty taels of silver.

If you don't take it for nothing, you will be a fool if you don't take it.

Put away the hairpin, Mama Zhao got up and left in a hurry, no longer looking at Qiao's family, her steps were sonorous and her heart was at ease, and she walked straight to the pawnshop.

Anyway, apart from her and Qiao's, there is not even a ghost here, even if Qiao's complains to the master, who can prove it!

She was my wife's roommate.

This is Kyoto, and the wife's maiden niece is the wife of the prince of the Zhenguo Mansion, and the old man does not dare to treat the wife like in his hometown.

Mrs. has a status face, that is, she has a status face.

Besides, when the little maids found Qiao's, would she be able to say anything!

Because it was her own relatives to meet, Jiang Qin directly led Chunqing to her mother's bedroom.

As soon as he entered the hall, a huge bronze bell split his head and covered his face and entered Chunqing's sight.

What kind of decoration style is this, Chunqing was suddenly stopped by Lei and turned his face to look at Jiang Huan, "Cousin, why do you put this thing here?" ”

In the concept of Chunqing, this bronze bell should be hung on the bell tower or in the temple!

Such a behemoth is placed in the hall and does not play a decorative role at all, and it is ...... It's both in the way and weird.

Jiang Huan glanced at the bronze bell, his eyes rolling with anger and helplessness.

Qiao Shi said that her mother's life was in conflict with her, and this year was her birth year, so in order to keep her safe, she asked her father to put a bronze bell in her mother's hall to suppress her mother's life.

Knowing that this is an unbelievable and jaw-dropping request is really excessive, it is just Qiao's change of law to oppress his mother, but in the face of his father's resolute implementation of Qiao's instructions, Jiang Huan is powerless to hinder it.

In the end, he is not strong enough, if he can become the emperor's favorite minister like Song Hui, it will be Qiao's trouble, and for his own sake, his father will not bully his mother like this.

It's just that the ugliness of the family should not be publicized.

Jiang Huan clenched his gurgling fists fiercely, restrained his anger, and said slowly: "It's for blessings." ”

Jiang Qin's eyes were red, and he lowered his head and raised his feet into the house.

If he could marry a father-in-law with a prominent background like Chunqing, how could his father so condone Qiao's bullying of his mother.

Jiang Qin hated Chunqing more and more in his heart, and he could marry well.

Chunqing glanced at the strange bronze bell and raised her heels.

Chunqing didn't continue to ask about the bronze bell, Jiang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that he was sweating wetly.

When Chunqing entered, her mother and aunt were sitting side by side on the big kang facing the window, talking, and between the two of them was a pitch-black square low kang table, on which were placed two cups of tea and some snacks and fruits, and there was a handful of melon seed shells near Jiang Qin's mother.

Seeing Chunqing come in, Jiang Qin's mother's red, swollen and sad eyes shone with a glimmer of light.

"Ah, I can be regarded as looking forward to you." Jiang Qin's mother jumped down from the kang as she spoke, and pulled Chunqing's hand while sweeping the melon seed shell on her dress, "You've grown so tall, I only came here the last time I saw you." ”

She raised her hand and gestured, "Just to Auntie's leg." ”

Chunqing smiled and saluted her, "Auntie." ”

"Don't fix these vain, your belly is so big, how can it be good to move the fetus, sit down." Jiang Qin's mother personally pulled Chunqing to sit down on a chair and face to face with Jiang Qin.

After Chunqing sat down, Jiang Qin's mother sat back on the kang with red eyes, and sighed to Chunqing's mother: "I still remember that time when I fed her medicine." Gee...... If I had relied on your words that time, and had not forced her to eat, where would she have enjoyed the blessed days she has now. ”

Chunqing suddenly sighed in her heart, and the twine on the top of her head fluttered.

Whenever she saw her aunt, she would mention it as accurately as a rooster crowed.

Jiang Qin's mother was talking about the summer when Chunqing was four years old.

Because she didn't want to go to private school, she pretended to be sick and said that her stomach hurt, and she sat on the kang and cried to death, desperately crying out for pain but refusing to take medicine.

Of course she refused to take medicine, the ancient Chinese medicine was already bitter, and she knew that she was pretending, how could she be willing to eat that Raush with her mouth wronged!

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu.

After some struggle, Chunqing's mother naturally knew what she had in mind, and she felt sorry for her daughter, so she didn't embarrass her.

Girl, if you don't go to the top exam to be a big official, you can recognize a few words and know how to be polite, so she no longer forces her to take medicine.

But she didn't pierce the little Jiujiu in her heart, and only said: "If you don't take medicine, let Bai Shao rub your stomach for you." Don't go to school today, I'll ask my brother to give you leave, but tomorrow when you see your husband, you have to explain it to your husband in person. ”

Chunqing immediately twisted her body happily and agreed.

It happened that my aunt brought Jiang Qin and them to be guests, and when she saw her sister so pampered, she sighed and shook her head while taking the medicine bowl.

"How can there be a child who loves to take medicine in this world, you are too used to her, what do doctors need to do if rubbing their stomachs can cure diseases!"

As she spoke, she rushed over and caught Chunqing, reached out and pinched Chunqing's nose, and poured the medicinal soup smoothly without waiting for Chunqing to struggle.

It wasn't until there was bitterness with sweetness in her mouth, and the pain of nails on both sides of her nose, that Chunqing realized what had just happened!

She's drugged!

Chunqing looked at her mother with teary eyes, but saw distress and schadenfreude in her mother's eyes.

suddenly understood that her mother had already seen through her little abacus, but she felt sorry for her and didn't want to hurt her young self-esteem!

But since then, whenever she sees Jiang Qin's mother, she always nags.

It seems that Chunqing can grow up so big safely and get married smoothly and conceive Liujia, all thanks to her bowl of medicine back then!

Jiang Qin's mother chattered endlessly about the past years, while Chunqing's mother sat there silently looking at Chunqing and smiled, her eyes were gentle like a stream flowing slowly in the mountains in summer, cleansing Chunqing's somewhat irritable heart.

When Jiang Qin's mother finally finished speaking, Chunqing smiled lightly: "Auntie is still used to living here?" ”

In one sentence, it made Jiang Qin's mother's nose sour, and her already red eyes were even more sore, and she raised her hand to wipe her tears with a handkerchief.