MTL - Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan-Chapter 296 The story of the shaking fan (2)

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No one knows how small she was, how hurt she was. Today, the three sisters gathered, chatting and chatting, and they were extremely arrogant. No one mentioned the Molan half sentence, including Ming Lan himself; they are willing to forget, but they cannot easily forgive.

However, such as Lan is also fortunate, after the rumors of the Beans and the rumors, she finally learned to converge temper, and - thinking. The man-in-law of the man-in-law was waiting for Wen Yanjing since he was a child. When the mother had a pregnancy, the old lady of the old man proposed that the girl should be the passer-by because of her son’s unserved service. This is also a matter of course.

But as Lan immediately woke up, and immediately realized that absolutely not. This kind of servant who has served since childhood, even if the master has not produced love for her, but the small love is also very objective. The point is that she is difficult to fully control.

As Lan has never been calm, there is no rush, but a mourning soldier.

From Wang's body, such as Lan to learn the power of her family can shock anyone, even mother-in-law, but can never be used to force her husband; and from Lin Biao Niang, she learned to show weakness, talk about feelings, must talk about feelings.

Crying in the rain, she is just a jealous and awkward little woman, deeply in love with her husband can not extricate themselves, because she is afraid of her husband's heart, do not know how to be good, what rules and ethics, forget all the way, can only hide like a child I cried in the rain.

Wen Yanjing was greatly moved. He felt that he was fortunate in his life. He couldn’t live up to this kind of deep affection. He would marry the girl first the next day, and then he would pick up the house from his own dowry. He did not touch it.

Such as Lan, this campaign won a total victory. In the husband's mind, she is a wife who loves her goodness. Although she is so sorrowful in her heart, she is not worried about her husband, she is forced to bear the pain and gives her husband a small amount. In the eyes of the outsiders, this is not for the husband. What? How can it be a wife?

Mrs. Wen’s wife has a slight opinion on the appearance of the new house. The daughter-in-law who is accompanying the grandfather is not vegetarian. Nayong, one is for the son to breed, the other is to serve the master, to be healthy and kind. Well, if you want to be beautiful and floating, you can fascinate what men do, why not go to the brothel to pick? Divided into the heart of the young master reading and learning, I do not know what the old lady is!

Wen's book is a farmer's family, and the wind and the wind are passed on to the family. Even the old man and the uncle are also angry and dissatisfied (it is easy to read a scholar in the family), and the old lady is always confused. The old lady of the old man can’t do it, but she can only die.

And a house that was pinched with a deed, the lives of parents and brothers were held in the hands of Rulan, and she was afraid that she would turn up the waves?

After so many years of bumps and bumps, the memory of the red face, pinching the fist, but forever fighting the clever sister of the clever sister, the clumsy girl who can only be overbearing, now, also realized, know how to use their minds It is.

Ming Lan was a bit stunned, as if the most innocent part of it was gradually lost.

In the patriarchal society, men have drawn up a framework and constrained into a complicated model. If a woman wants to survive in it and survive, she must give up the original appearance given to herself. Abrasive, tempered, or sleek, or delicate, or sophisticated, or style, twisting yourself into the shape of the mold.

Thinking about it, Ming Lan suddenly smiled.

For such a grievance, the woman is not satisfied. Baoyu students must disagree. As a man, he refuses to assimilate, so he can only be a monk. Think about this world, not only women, but also men can do whatever they want?

Gu Tingzhuo also cut off the hot and arrogant Erlang, which made today's Gu Hou.

There is also a gentle and beautiful teenager who likes to use the petals to make bookmarks. The boy who smiles at the spring rain is saying that he is also a father. Now he is becoming more and more sophisticated, and he is very appreciative of several old people.

At this time, he went through the branches of the flowers, fearing that he would not stop even one step at a time; he would cut off the parts of the lesser, hesitant, and awkward; cut off the petals of the shoulders and walk forward firmly.

The officialdom is like a road to repair, the demon is rampant everywhere, and the fire of the purgatory is naked. It is not burned to ashes, or it is made into steel.

Stupidly woke up, but in front of him is Gu Tingyan's pale brown face, the bones at the corner of the eyebrows are like a cold moon-like temperament, dignified like ink, he does not know when to come in, one leg on the ground, arms Half a circle, watching quietly, the scorpion is deep.

"Drinking?" The man's voice was heavy, like the tapping of the grandmother's agarwood fish when he was a child.

Minglan nodded, his head was still dizzy, and he turned his head instinctively, but he saw the little meat dumplings stubborn. The small arms spread into a surrender, and they screamed and scented. They also kicked off a thick sock and showed fat. Fat little feet.

"What did you dream of, crying so sad?" His fingertips passed over her face, with wet moisture.

Ming Lan looked at the top of the beautifully carved bed. Suddenly, he gave birth to a boring anger. He turned and took his back to him. He whispered: "I forgot..."

Gu Ting smashed, smacked back, pressed against her neck, warm and wet breath on her skin: "But the body is not?"

Ming Lan didn't want to talk, and he turned his body into a shrimp: "No discomfort."

Gu Tingzhuo tightened her brow and reached out to raise her face. She asked: "Your sisters are coming to eat wine, what they said, and you are not happy."

It’s about the wine and the daring, Minglan is too annoyed, and pulls the big hand on the chin to make the temper: “Which casserole do you play, you get drunk and come back, when do I ask for it?” When she was upset, she never asked this question, but only listened quietly, or warmly enlightened, how understanding it is.

Gu Tinghuan had some interest in his eyes, and his arms were getting tighter and tighter.

"Your sisters are quarreling?"

"No."

"Have your big sister scolded you?"

"Hou Ye told me to be clean!"

"You five sisters owe you money is not back?" The voice has been smiling.

"You're so naughty!"

When did she cry because she didn’t borrow money? Minglan's dizziness and swell, the wine is pouring up, his head is more and more unclear, and he can't just kick him out of bed!

An angry body shivered, a happy music, the small meat dumplings in the corner of the bed still slept into a large font, the small belly together, sleepless, completely do not know what happened, it is a natural life.

The husband and wife were tempered, and they were in trouble. When Ming Lan did not remember how to eat dinner, he was stunned and shackled into bed. After Hu Tianhu’s death, Gu Tingyu took Minglan to bathe, and then actually returned. Powerful to hold the small meat dumplings.

In the dead of night, when the scorpion knocked on the ugly, Minglan was exhausted and holding a pillow, and Gu Tingyu, who was next to her, was so excited to tease her son that she slept too much during the day, and this time her brother was energetic and licking her feet. Noisy and very happy.

"What the **** is going to do?" He actually remembered.

At this moment, Minglan has completely awake, organized a good idea, and said in a concise manner: "The sisters are all big, and gradually sleek, but not as a child, everyone is making troubles? That is true nature."

Gu Tingzhu pulled out the little fat hand of the son who was about to reach into his mouth and smiled and said: "You are stupid, people are going to be big, can't they be a child when they are young, can they be true?"

He gently lifted up the small meat dumplings in his arms and raised them in front of Minglan. He joked: "If this kid is in trouble for three days, today he hit the son of the owner, and Minger took the mouth of the son of the West, you feel Is this true temperament?"

The small meat dumplings giggled, revealing bare pink gums, and the white spots that had just emerged from the top, I don’t know that I was being used as a negative textbook at the moment. Ming Lan’s mind immediately appeared in the classic image of the dude, wrinkling delicate brows: “How is that done?”

"You know it." Gu Tingyu scraped the bright nose of Minglan. "The so-called true nature is for the sake of doing things, doing what is right, hating evil, and distinguishing between right and wrong. When not knowing things, it is counted as true." Temperament?"

Ming Lan was dumb for a half, and the little voice said: "I don't mean that. I mean, you don't have to hide and do what you want to do..."

"Don't pull." Gu Tingzhu interrupted, and the correct color taught, "Life is down, this is ignorance and ignorance, gradually getting bigger, learning the truth, knowing right and wrong, and understanding the world, naturally know that there are many things that cannot be done in this world. Three years old Children, rare people are delicious, and they are good at reaching them. If they are seven feet old, seeing people’s money and temptation, they will also open their mouths. Is this true temperament? Knowing that people are suffering from illness, they say, Don't care?"

To put it this way, Ximen Qing is also very true, and how stealing a woman is so fierce. Ming Lan nodded, and he felt a lot in his heart. When he thought of something, he smiled and laughed: "That... it’s not a great feat of Hou Ye’s childhood?"

"The ugly, the prize." Gu Tingyu did not hesitate.

It’s so good, it’s bright, and Minglan’s disappointing.

The baby's energy broke out for a long time. In the strong arms of his father, he was mad and mad for a long time. The small meat dumplings began to get sleepy. Gu Tingyu carefully put his son on the bed and whispered: " It is better to teach than to teach, to be an elder, you must first correct your body, and the children can learn well."

Ming Lan smashed, and immediately respected him. The man in front of him suddenly grew taller. Who said that only the mother loves greatness, those dads who started to quit smoking and alcohol and work hard to save for the children are also very great.

"Don't dig into the horns, how can the outside be sleek, don't worry about it." Gu Tingyu stroked the soft hair of the small meat dumplings, looked up at Minglan, and decided, "As long as we are together, the heart is in one place." It is stronger than anything else."

family.

Ming Lan's eyelids were hot, bowed his head and sighed softly.

The mind of BOSS has almost become the habit of Ming Lan, but recently she has some food to avoid Gu Ting.

She is gentle and supple, he is not necessarily happy; she is angry, he is not too angry. On several occasions, she clearly said that her words and deeds were blameless, but he looked at her face. She owed him a stinky face that was not worthy of money. On several occasions, she was almost unreasonable to make a small temper. He would be very patient and very considerate. She, she is happy.

It’s strange that the man used to appreciate her deep and profound meaning. Did he change his taste, no longer like the virtues and virtues, and began to hobby? Ming Lanton felt the importance of advancing with the times.

As time flies, I see the chills on the day of the day, and the earth is burning in the house. Dan Orange asks people to move out of the various warm stoves in the warehouse. One piece is polished and polished, moved into the house, and wiped it out. Lan's enamel multicolored small stove and white jade stove.

On the needle line, I made a new winter coat in the house. The servant is a thick cotton winter raft, a thin cotton crepe, and two thick cotton trousers. Everyone touches the soft cotton and cloth. That is to say, this is a good material, and the cost is afraid of two or three pieces of ordinary winter clothes. The housekeeper of the outer court, the housewife of the house, all custom-made a satin gown inside and outside the capital city of Xiangyunzhai; the waiter who served the master, including the one in the pavilion, according to their respective points, another bright new silk satin .

General Manager Hao Dacheng deliberately thanked Jiayu in the courtyard: "The brothers asked me to give my wife a girl, and the lady waited for us to be kind, and we all read it in our hearts. In the future, we must double our efforts."

After the errands of the past and the year, the most oily and rich, the previous days, a single silver silk charcoal, the purchase of the purchase of a hundred pounds, Minglan early attention to ear and eye, really live up to expectations of several squirrels, or greedy The benefits, or the receipt of rebates, which have a maximum of two handwritten pens, one privately squatted many public goods, the other specified several stores to buy, what the goods are dare to come in, silver is the top of the sky False report.

The fathers of these two disciplines are the servants of Gu Shi’s dynasties. They are full of enthusiasm, big heads, and slightly slow to wait, and they are going to ‘Cry Grandpa’. Ming Lan had a long time net, and they were waiting for them. Tu Erye's knife was a small test. After two or three checks, the bottom was dropped. Minglan waved his hand and smiled and told him to pick someone.

The little meat dumplings on the donkey thought that something had happened. The big eyes were sparkling, and the little peach was very pitiful. He didn’t know his dear mother. When Ming Lan was at the pond, smiled, etc. The fat fish is hooked, and it is also like this. Of course, the fish was still eaten, soup, braised, fried...

First, ask directly, the front of the family quickly admits mistakes, guilty attitude is good, a young and old squatting on the ground, ghosts and sorrows for a long time, the old man holding a stick personally beat his son, and begged for mercy. Ming Lan is determined to forgive them generously, and to sing "Grace" and reward them with money, and then the family will leave the house. The other is a fang, a pitiful, honest, and sophistry. He also moved to wait for the old lady of Gu Tingjun’s grandmother to die.

Going straight to Minglan to show the evidence of the person, the argument is indisputable, and it is only soft. For this kind of slavery, Minglan is no longer polite, new crimes are wrong, or sold, or sent to be punished. Because of the many miscellaneous people in Beijing, they know how much they care about their family. In order to avoid future troubles, Ming Lan has left a At the heart of the eyes, the monks who did not trade and rushed out went out and went to Zhuangzi.

They used to be a big manager of the prestige, and one can go outside to open a grocery store, set a few acres of good land to be a small rich home, but the other is a glimpse of the end, the home property is soft and clean, I do not know how It is. Two different kinds of punishments, soft and hard, the servants of the old government are all shocked, and more and more dare to underestimate the young lady.

The colder the weather, the less happy the group is. Now he is learning to turn over, the upper body has been able to flap, his legs are also awkward, the small buttocks are particularly round and fat, heavy and fall back, the red face of the red face, and finally did not turn over. It’s cold in the sky, and it’s tightly wrapped. It’s a small pig that can’t be moved. It’s hard to move, and the difficulty is doubled. Of course, it’s harder to turn over.

The small meat dumplings are quite tough. On this day, he struggled for a long time, and the revolution was still only half successful. It happened that Xiao Shen’s came to the door, and there was a big basket in the back, which was called Ming Lan’s new stuff. It turned out that General Xiao Zheng was so frustrated that he was afraid of his wife. He made a small milk dog that was just weaned, but the size of the palm, the yellowish fluff, the reddish flower, the soft claws, and the teeth were not long. It’s very cute to shake your head.

Don't look at people's legs are short and small, but they are very rolling. They roll over and roll, and then roll two rolls. The group of brothers who are squatting in Shantou are looking at the music, and they have stunned this scene. When I heard it, I was very sad, and I was shocked by Xiao Shen’s chest. I was surprised and said: "What happened to the child?"

Ming Lan silently - should be, hurt self-respect.

In the evening, Gu Tingzhu came back and found that his son was stunned and depressed. He asked what happened. Minglan smiled and learned it with him. He didn’t want Gu Tingzhen to be indignant. How could Xiao Shen’s be like this? Too hurt the child's feelings! She is not attentive.

Ming Lan: ... the gun is also shot in the pit.

Xiao Shen’s retribution is coming soon.

Because I was shocked, I felt that my chest was boring when I went back. I couldn’t eat anything when I vomited. Zheng Zheng asked the doctor to come and see that she was diagnosed for two or three months. General Xiao Zheng became the honor of Maitreya Buddha, and his parents and brothers were relieved. The heart of Xiao Shen’s hang for many years finally came to the end, and he went to the sky and joined the palm of his hand. The news was introduced into the palace, and the empress gave a bunch of excerpts, sent a donkey, and sent a doctor, so it was a lot of fun.

However, it is not all good. When Ming Lan went to marry her, Xiao Shen told her with a slight melancholy: her trumpet flower called away, saying that she was afraid of being pregnant, and now she became her little niece (Rong Rong’s classmate) The dog has been renamed Chrysanthemum.

I learned later that it was a hug. Holding the chrysanthemum - Ming Lan is silent for a while, not as good as trumpet.