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

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After the men’s competition was over, it was the turn of the ladies and husbands in each government. This feast for feasts and feasts for men and women, in fact, has the meaning of a young lady and a son looking at each other. Generally, older husbands do not consciously go up, most of them are young ladies, and occasionally a few newly married young ladies.

"This competition is a flower arrangement, and the prize is a south bead."

"My mother is so beautiful, and my Nanzhu happens to be a pair. I bring a collar, you wear a step shake." An An whispered in Gu Chunzhu's ear, a little quiet but still confident, after all, she was on the street before Where is the little girl selling flowers?

Seeing An'an stand up, Liu Yunsha swayed with her steps, and looked even more expensive.

Wen Shi, who was sitting in the first row, looked at the wooden armrest holding her seat tightly. She was so white because she was too hard. She thought to herself that the bale had hurt her Rong'er, and she was now in the limelight. Is it true that the flowers in this palace are wildflowers and weeds in their village?

An An knelt with the ladies and sat in front of the dark. Just select a large number of beautiful flowers and arrange them in a vase. A row of gorgeous ladies dressed in flowers arranged on the stage. You don’t need to talk and watch. Too.

Because the flowers are freshly picked, they are all just opened, and the colors are gorgeous, one by one. Compared to what was originally returned by the Tan's maiden's family, it is much more delicate. An An does not need to remove the flaws. This action is particularly fast, but it is the first to arrange the flowers.

"His Royal Highness, our daughter is really ingenious." Mrs. Qing approached Xuanyuanxian and said charmingly. At this time, the wind blowing in her ears made him feel so proud of having a pair of children.

"Well, it's acceptable." Xuanyuan Xian glanced lightly, and most of the flowers in men's eyes were similar.

"Actually, it's nothing but, if Rong'er is definitely able to win back the title of our Donggong." Wen Shi and Mrs. Qing run into each other, thinking that her daughter is in a panic.

"Who let the governor fall into the water, if the crown prince likes that Nanzhu step shake, you have two daughters here!" Mrs. Qing glanced at Xuanyuanyu and Xuanyuanyan.

Wen's anger pinched his palm. This Xuanyuan Yu was only eight years old, and Xuanyuanyan was only five years old, which made two children who have not grown up compare flowers with others. She felt that Mrs. Qing was deliberately angry with her .

"Oh, no matter how good your children are, but what can you do if you don't recognize you?" Wen Shi couldn't hold his breath, sneeringly said.

These words are particularly harsh in Xuanyuanxian's ears. An An and Xiao Cheng are also his children, and he said unpleasantly: "Prince, you are talking too much today."

"Yes..." Wen's face turned pale, and he dare not say anything.

The competition on the stage has been almost completed, and the ladies have put together the inserted flowers one after another. An'an's flower arrangement alone is not amazing, but it gives a very comfortable feeling. Immediately after putting the flowers together with these young ladies, it became obvious that they didn't understand.

The fresh color scheme, the tall and short branches of the flowers, are just like the eye-catching eyes.

"The winner of the floral art, Miss Su from the General's Mansion, will get Nan Zhubu to shake one."

An An was holding her flower arrangement and the step of shaking down. It was originally a young girl who was not in the cardamom years. She was thin and thin, but she seemed to be a little sparrow who could not bear the jump, and the steps were light and joyful.

"Auntie, this flower is for you. Wei Xingzhi gave my mother a jade pendant. We will return this gift to you." An An gave her flower arrangement to Duanshi.

Duan Shi was very satisfied with the flower arrangement. "This kid is so polite and good." She said three good words in a row.

An An returned to Gu Chunzhu and sat down, and inserted Nan Zhubu firmly into Gu Chunzhu's hair bun. "Mother, this is for you, I will give you flowers. I won't win anything else."

Gu Chunzhu knew this cunning girl, gave the flower to Duanshi, and gave Nan Zhubu to herself. The benefits were still reserved for her family. She was very smart!

"There is only one thing that can be done, so you don't lose your ugliness." Gu Chunzhu's requirements on children are not high, as long as he can live peacefully and then live happily, and the rest are just icing on the cake.

At this time, looking at the two intimate Mrs. Qing, Gu Chunzhu and An'an mother and daughter, she kept turning her head to look. Seeing that An An gave the flower arrangement bottle to Duan Shi, and sent Nan Zhubu to Gu Chunzhu, neither of them had her own share. Now she was so angry that her neck was stiff. When did An An feel it? My own mother!

"Oh." Wen's faint sneer passed into Mrs. Qing's ear.

Originally, I felt uncomfortable. With Wen's gesture like this, Mrs. Qing turned her head to poke her. Wen's angrily covered her chest. Although Mrs. Qing was also reckless in the past, she had never done this face-to-face gesture like that. It seems that he really had his son's courage, Wen's hands were shaking with anger.

Next, the girls were playing chess and painting in Biqin. Wen took the second daughter's hand. "Yu'er, you have talent in the piano art. You don't want you to get the first name. Just compare that straw bale."

Her tone was so light that Xuanyuan didn't hear it, but the tone was full of hate, and Wen's reluctance to admit that the floral competition was the number one that An An took on her own level, only thought she was a fluke.

Moreover, the floral art is different from qinqi painting and calligraphy. Only when qinqi painting and calligraphy compares to the real talent of a woman, she can only rely on her second daughter.

"Mother, I must play better than her." Xuanyuan Yu is the three sisters who looks the most like Wenshi, whose appearance is not good, and her mother is not fancy, and now she has the opportunity to hold firmly.

When the **** who sang the words on the stage talked about the piano art, Xuanyuan Yu stood up and ran to the third row, "Sister, Yuer wants to compete with you."

Gu Chunzhu looked at Xuanyuan Yu, who was only seven years old. How to say that An'an was 12 years old was a little girl, and Xuanyuan Yu was just a child. Her eyes looked helplessly at An'an. She was challenged by a child.

An An shrugged and responded to Gu Chunzhu's helplessness.

"Okay, but I can't play well." An An honestly said that she didn't expect to be ranked. Since a child invited her to play the piano, she had to give her sister some face.

"Yu'er knows that her sister has been raised in the country. No one teaches qin chess, calligraphy and painting, but it's okay, just compare it with Yu'er." Xuan Yuanyu's voice was a bit loud, as if he specifically emphasized that An'an was born in the country.