Chapter 178: Too many slots

Chapter 178 Too Many Slots and No Mouth

Hearing what Zhang's family said, the corners of Wang's lips were stained with a smile, and said: "She was born to be the master, but her fate was a bit unfortunate. She was weak and sent back to the old house when she was young, and she even worshiped the Taoist sect. Now she is raised Big, but the family is defeated."

Zhang's family said: "I have also heard from my wife that the eldest lady is under your name and sent to the old house long ago, but I can see that you are getting along very well."

Wang frowned, and said with a smile: "Did you see it? Maybe it's fate. We are the eldest, she is the only girl, and she is recorded in my name and has become my daughter. Although I haven't seen you for ten years, but Goodbye now, we hit it off quite well."

"The servant looks at her and respects you."

"He's a good boy with the right ideas, and he can bear the title of the eldest daughter of our family." Wang was somewhat proud.

This evaluation is so high?

The whole family of Zhang couldn't help but pay more attention to Qin Liuxi. It must be because of her ability to boast like Wang's.

It's just that the Wang family doesn't exaggerate, and Zhang's family doesn't dare to make trouble in front of Qin Liuxi. It's true that the other party's aura is too strong, so she can only be careful.

"Xi'er is right, you have come from a long way, and you have traveled all the way, stay here for a few days before leaving. Sister Shen, you take Hong sister to go down and rest first, we can talk later when you are refreshed."

Zhang's family was a little tired after coming all the way, and they didn't refuse after hearing this, so they retreated with Mother Shen.

Only then did Wang tidy up the things she brought, a small box, opened the lock and looked, it contained two thousand taels of silver bills, and a few heavy and old gold hairpins and golden hairpins, which weighed several taels. up.

Wang’s eyes became hot when she saw it. Such old styles and heavy gold hairpins and hairpins are not easy to wear. Presumably she is afraid that she will not be good enough for a while and can be used for emergencies.

My mother has always liked practical things, and she understands her old man's thoughts.

Ms. Wang wiped the corner of her eyes and saw that there was a piece of paper folded under the hairpin, so she took it out, opened it, and found that it was a letter from her mother.

She read it word by word, read it back and forth a few times, pressed the letter to her heart, tears were already streaming down her face.

The most pitiful parents. No matter how old she is, she is just a child in the mother's heart. Now that her daughter is in trouble, the mother can only help as much as possible.

Two thousand taels of silver bills and a few golden hairpins are not too much to put in a rich family, and the fourth house is not rich, and there are brothers, daughters-in-law, grandchildren and grandchildren in the family. Otherwise, it will be hard to justify with the brothers and daughter-in-law, and even with myself, I am afraid that I will be ashamed in the future.

So these are all that her mother can give.

Wang is satisfied.

Because her natal family did not abandon her, with this money, she can do something to make a living. She can always lay a foundation for the children of their long house. As for being poor, the children have some background in getting married, but as for the others, they don't dare to think too much about it right now.

Ms. Wang caressed the golden hairpin, and she already had a decision in her heart.

Nurse Shen came back again, with a small long box in her hand, bowed first, and said, "Ma'am, this is a gift from the old lady to the young lady."

Ms. Wang took it, opened it, and saw that it was a emerald emerald dragonfly inlaid with rubies. It was exquisitely crafted, playful and cute. She held it in her hand for a while and asked, "But is there another one?"

"You guessed right, the other one is an agate bracelet, which is not as good as this one," said Mother Shen.

The Zhang family handed over the two gifts, but it was the precious one. I'm afraid it was the mother's confession.

Wang sighed softly: "Mother, I think too much."

"After all, I haven't met the eldest lady, so it's only natural that I want you in my heart." Sister Shen smiled and said, "When she meets the eldest lady, she won't think so."

Wang nodded: "Indeed, mother will definitely like that child, but I don't know if there is a chance to meet him."

Sister Shen comforted me warmly.

Ms. Wang took the small long box and went to the East Wing. Qin Liuxi was checking Qin Mingchun's homework. She was sitting, and Chun'er was standing beside her, wringing her hands, trembling.

On the other side, Aunt Wan was also standing with a nervous expression on her face. Seeing her was like seeing a savior: "My wife is here."

She stepped forward quickly, bowed to Mrs. Wang, moved the chair courteously, brought tea and water, and said, "Madam, is my concubine going to make you some sweet soup?"

Mrs. Wang glanced at her funny: "Why eat this, I'm so tired that I can't have dinner at night."

Aunt Wan was very shy, so she didn't want to be in the same room with Qin Liuxi, she was afraid that this daughter's aura was too strong, and she panicked.

Qin Liuxi pointed at the annotations in the book and pointed heavily with his fingers, saying: "What are these annotations? This is your reading comprehension ability? Also, what are these villains you drew?"

Some were sitting and some were standing, some were half kneeling and half not kneeling, their thin hands were wrapped in something.

"Winter is warm, summer is warm, morning is quiet, and dusk is calm." Qin Mingchun took a look and said weakly: "Isn't this a greeting to my parents? What I drew is to say hello to my parents in the morning and evening, so as to deepen my memory." .”

Qin Liuxi: "!"

She glanced at the villain, and said silently: "The painting is very good, don't paint in the future, you will make the masters of the painting world die of shame and anger!"

Qin Mingchun bowed his head aggrieved: "I haven't learned it before."

Qin Liuxi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Aunt Wan, who quickly waved her hand: "Don't look at me, I'm illiterate, I can't do anything but pretty, and I can only write my own name, which is worse than your brother's." Why not?"

Qin Liuxi: "..."

Wang said with a smile: "Xiaowu is still young, he hasn't learned the six arts yet, and he doesn't know how to draw, and it's like this at home. It's really delayed. After another year, I'll send him to the school for my husband to teach."

"Zhao Tongzhi probably won't be able to keep his position. You don't have to wait for the new year. I'll look for someone in a few days, find a school, and send him there earlier." Qin Liuxi thought for a while, and said: "These days, just Go to my yard to practice calligraphy."

"Ah? No, I won't bother you." Qin Mingchun's small body was trembling. Isn't this just begging for life under the eyes of the big sister, help!

Qin Liuxi sneered: "With you, you can't bother me."

Qin Mingchun lowered his head.

Qin Liuxi looked at Aunt Wan, who immediately said, "I'm helping my wife make underwear recently, so I don't have time to accompany him."

"I didn't tell you to go." Qin Liuxi looked at the biological mother, feeling so speechless, very speechless: "Is it okay to help him make a book bag?"

"Of course it can." Wan Yiniang hurriedly agreed, glanced at her son who was looking at her asking for help, and moved her eyes mercilessly.

My aunt is weak and helpless, so please be blessed!

I don’t know how many people are like me, who are extremely short of breath. They have to pant for speaking loudly and getting angry, let alone doing some heavy work, and they don’t have much energy. My trouble is that I feel dizzy after writing two manuscripts. Oh my god, I rely on my brain for food. If I can't recover, I will die!

Really, those who don’t have the new crown, protect and protect! Come on, keep warm and maintain in the next one or two months! Value it, value it, value it! This dog has more than the symptoms of the virus, who knows its poison point! !

(end of this chapter)

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