Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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"The people I stayed in Yunwu Mountain Villa heard that you came back and came to inform me. The picture posted on the outside is that the dead girl was lost?" Wei Xingzhi asked.

Gu Chunzhu could see clearly that he was holding a portrait of An An in his hand. It was painted when Ms. Miao couldn’t find her, but she forgot to remove it in a while. She shook her head, “It’s An An. I went to Yunwu Villa with my little son without permission, and the people in the family didn't know about it."

"I said, this little girl is a sparrow. It's so easy to lose. This portrait is really ugly, and the painter is less than one ten thousandth of my son." Wei Xingzhi said that he wanted to tear it off, but he stopped when he started. Now, put the portrait aside for now.

"Princess Wei Xiaozheng hasn't said anything serious yet!" Gu Chunzhu reminded that this had been frustrating on An'an.

"Oh." Wei Xingzhi also recovered, he nodded, "I heard the prince said to find you a doctor, now you should find that doctor when you leave Yunwu Mountain Villa, because it's because my grandpa is not in good health. I have looked at the magician, and the old man has a strange temper, and I haven’t even met him. You have to be careful."

Gu Chunzhu looked at Wei Xingzhi and came to kindly remind him, and nodded his gratitude. "I didn't expect Master Wei to be filial piety. If he could get the doctor, he would let him treat the grandfather."

"Well, the old man is good to me except my mother." Wei Xingzhi said, his father's heart was open. If the old man died, the old man would have to point fingers at himself.

"By the way, is there any discomfort in the young man?" Gu Chunzhu looked up and down at Wei Xingzhi's strange sitting posture with a pair of apricot eyes.

"Cough, no, no, this is our family's ancestral anti-scaring cream for the dead girl." Wei Xingzhi said, throwing a white porcelain bottle with a red stopper into Gu Chunzhu's hand, clearing his throat and saying, "Auntie, my son It’s still busy, I’m going back first.”

Seeing Wei Xingzhi unwilling to say, Gu Chunzhu could only get up and say goodbye.

As soon as Gu Chunzhu left, the sedan lifted the sedan, and Wei Xingzhi's painful voice came out, "Oh, you slow down, you can't do it steadily."

Gu Chunzhu grabbed the clothes from the book and pulled him aside. He whispered and asked, "Is your kid being beaten."

Before the book came, Wei Xingzhi shouted in the sedan chair, "The book comes, where did you die!"

"Auntie, our son is a good person." Shulai hurriedly said a word to Gu Chunzhu, and then went to chase the sedan chair.

Is it because Chi Yihe was hurt by archery and was taught by his family? Gu Wei Xing Zhi Chun took the bamboo to remove scar cream, and my heart feel all the more significant this possibility should not love this cheap Weigao Wu son, for fear of offending home late on the people most likely to beat Xing Zhi Wei Chi family to blow off steam.

This owed Wei Xingzhi a love, Gu Chunzhu added another.

When she returned to the house, An An stood at the door of the courtyard. Her big eyes did not see Wei Xingzhi, and her dissatisfaction covered up her loss. "This dead boy is very big now."

"This was given to you by Xiaoxiaowei Wei." Gu Chunzhu put the white porcelain bottle into An'an's hand, and also smiled in his heart. These two little friends, a dead boy, a dead girl. It's quite interesting.

"I don't want his things, I have the one given by that person." The person An An said was a prince, and compared to Mrs. Qing, An An did not reject the prince much.

Gu Chunzhu also said a few good words for Wei Xingzhi, "Guogongfu is a family, and the scar removal cream passed down by this ancestor will certainly not be worse than that in the palace. Anyway, if you use two creams together, the girl will leave scars. It’s not pretty."

An An was still not happy, Gu Chunzhu said again, "People Wei Xiaogong revenge for you that day and shot Chi Yihe with an arrow. It is estimated that he was beaten by his family. Now we know that we are going to the Divine Doctor and kindly tell you this Don’t be so small, little girl, just let Wei Xingzhi be a good person."

"Then, I will use the scar removal cream he gave." An An was a little arrogant like a little peacock.

At this time, the sound of a neat pace sounded at the door. Gu Chunzhu saw it, and saw a neat row of Yulin troops coming, and a small rider riding on a high-horse horse, and he screamed "Mother." "

"Why is this battle so big, the left and right neighbors will come out and look at it." Gu Chunzhu also wanted to live here quietly for a while, watching Xiaocheng thoughtfully, his son is a good son, but he is also the emperor of Min Dynasty after all Grandson, it is impossible to take him back.

"The grandfather must have me bring it." Xiaocheng bowed his head slightly, a little apologetic, "Mother, shall we go to that magic doctor today?"

"Go, don't go today, in case the magician moved to the nest." Gu Chunzhu's eyes were firm.

Over the years, she knew that Su Wangqin was depressed because of this crippled leg. If he was cured, he would be able to do what he wanted to do, and parents would be more supportive to the children.

"That son will go together." Xiao Cheng's Feng eyes also insisted.

"Good!" Su Wangqin patted Xiaocheng's shoulder.

When Xiaocheng came, he brought horses. The family of three rode two horses. An An stayed at home and Ms. Miao took care of the stall at home. Gu Chunzhu would not ride horses in front of Su Wangqin.

Behind them, a series of Imperial Forest Army also rode out of the capital.

"How long is it, Wangge?" Gu Chunzhu felt the fast horse's whip for the first time. The wind blowing near her ears was extremely comfortable, and she felt a little eager to see the doctor and a little scared. It is Su Wangqin's leg that is not easy to cure.

"It's the Panfu Mountain just in front." Su Wangqin pointed his hand.

Gu Chunzhu heard about the legend of Panfu Mountain. There was a stone on the mountain like a woman in Long Jiufufu, so the people under the mountain gave the mountain such a name.

This mountain is three miles away from the capital, so horseback riding is fast.

It was at the foot of the mountain again in a blink of an eye. It was impossible to ride a horse without repairing this mountain road. Su Wangqin first got off the horse and hugged Gu Chunzhu. This was the first time she was riding a horse. When she came down, she was stiff between her two crotches. She staggered in Su Wangqin's arms for a while.

"Is it so high, can I only walk up?" Gu Chunzhu looked at the mountain, standing at the bottom of the mountain and looking higher.

"Mother, sincerity is the spirit, let's go up." Xiaocheng was about to leave after lifting up his clothes, but he was caught by the disarmed Yulin army before he went out.

The leader of the Imperial Forest Army disagreed and said: "Emperor Changsun, the mountain of Panfu Mountain is steep, so you may go up on foot to hurt your body, and there are malaria and poisonous snakes and beasts in this mountain. Your body must not be damaged."