I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 245

"The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is tidal."

"The breeze and the bright moon are priceless, and there is love in the mountains and rivers."

The three mothers and daughters of the Gao family are very happy about poetry.Sheng'er occasionally read a few words from the side, and her eyes fell on Lin Chuqian from time to time, as if she was a little apprehensive, afraid that she would get angry.

Lin Chuqian felt that at this moment, she was drinking tea and eating cakes, and then giving Zhou Yurong a few encouraging smiles from time to time, so low-key, so ordinary, she was lucky.

She didn't want to show off, and was relieved by Zhou Yurong's neglect.

Luckily, Zhou Yurong thought that being a boudoir woman must be able to read and write was very important. As for such elegant things as poetry, she probably thought she had never seen it before.

Gao Zili on the side is like an outlier in this family. Gao Zili has always been boring in reading, and at this moment, the idler is feeling bored and wants to find someone to play with her.

Mother and sister didn't count on it anymore, and Sheng'er also joined their poetry team with great interest, leaving Lin Chuqian alone to wait and see calmly.

Without hesitation, she ran to Lin Chuqian's side, grabbed her arm and said, "Auntie, it's so boring here, let's go play with the slingshot!"

Lin Chuqian lowered her head, and said with a nonchalant smile, "No, I'm not bored."

"You don't understand as much as I do, how can you not be bored." Gao Zili pouted unhappy.

"I'm different from you." Lin Chuqian thought of the embarrassment caused by sexual desire at the dinner table, and couldn't help but want to suppress her. "I understand."

"Liar." Gao Zi glared at her angrily. "I do not believe."

It seems that only Lin Chuqian can't understand like her, which makes her not so stupid.

Lin Chu smiled without saying a word, the desperation in his eyes had already revealed his thoughts.

Gao Zi couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and said loudly: "If you understand, why don't you play with them? Instead, drink tea and eat cakes here by yourself!"

Her sudden raised voice made Lin Chuqian's scalp tingle, thinking that it was not good.

Sure enough, the rhythm of Zhou Yurong and others' poems was disrupted. They turned their heads to look at Gao Zili, who was full of anger, and reprimanded him with some displeasure: "Li'er, don't be rude, why are you losing your temper?"

The matter was caused by herself, Lin Chuqian smiled apologetically. "Miss San is just joking with me, madam, don't blame her."

Zhou Yurong reached out to pull Gao Zili back to her side, and asked in a low voice: "Is what Aunt Bai said true, Li'er, are you really not playing petty temper?"

Lin Chuqian's heart skipped a beat, and seeing Gao Zili's angry expression, she knew that what she was about to say would never be anything good.

"No." Gao Zili snorted angrily and aggrieved. "My aunt was unwilling to teach me how to play the slingshot, and she lied to me that she could understand the poems read by my mother and sisters."

Zhou Yurong understood everything as soon as he heard it.

It must be that Gao Zili wanted to find someone to play with, who knew that the other party was unwilling, and then played his temper.

"How can you say someone lied to you?" Zhou Yurong gave Lin Chuqian an apologetic look. "Maybe Aunt Bai really understands."

"It's a lie, I don't believe it." Gao Zili insisted stubbornly.

Lin Chuqian's temples ached, as if she had punched this unpleasant female partner flat.

I can't see anyone!

Is it so difficult for her to understand poetry?
Sheng'er, who had been silent all this time, suddenly couldn't take it anymore, and stepped forward to argue with her. "Of course my mother can understand, not only can she understand, but my mother can also compose poems!"

Lin Chuqian wanted to cry but had no tears.Thank you so much, son.

Zhou Yurong was slightly taken aback, then lowered her head and said to Gao Zili: "Look, Chang Sheng has already said so, why do you have any reason to be petty and not apologize to Aunt Bai."

"I don't." Gao Zili turned his head, inexplicably stubborn. "If she understands, why doesn't she play with you?"

Zhou Yurong also felt quite a headache for her occasional pettiness, so he had no choice but to turn his attention to Lin Chuqian. "Is that because Aunt Bai wrote a poem, so you will believe it and then apologize to her?"

Gao Zili thought for a while, then nodded heavily, as if he had suddenly made a decision. "Uh-huh."

Lin Chuqian really wanted to wave her hand at Zhou Yurong: No, I really don't need her apology.

Zhou Yurong looked at Lin Chuqian, his eyes were warm and gentle, and there was a little temptation.

Everyone was silent, waiting for Lin Chuqian to write a poem. In this situation, she was in a dilemma and had no choice but to bite the bullet and think of a poem.

"In old age, I only want to be quiet, and I don't care about everything; I have no long-term strategy for self-care, and I don't know how to return to the old forest.

The pine wind blows the belt, the mountain moon shines and plays the piano; the king asks the poor, and the fisherman's song enters Pushen. "

The words fell silent.

Lin Chuqian looked indifferent, and didn't think the poems she read were so exquisite. Zhou Yurong and others didn't know whether they were surprised that she really knew how to compose poems, or that she could write good poems.

Unable to speak again and again, only Gao Zili finally apologized to her sincerely.

The activity of viewing flowers under the moon is over soon, and the summer night is very cool, blowing out bursts of drowsiness.

When Lin Chuqian and Sheng'er returned to the room, the extremely considerate maidservant of Gaofu had prepared hot water for her, washed her up heartily, and went to bed early.

I closed my eyes and remembered the question Sheng'er asked her on the road when I came back tonight. "Mother, I wrote a poem in front of Mrs. Gao just now, I'm afraid it made her fall in love with you."

"Shangxin?" Lin Chuqian chuckled, feeling a little helpless. "I'm also riding a tiger. In the current situation, it doesn't matter whether I can write poetry or not."

What's important is that from Zhou Yurong's various details, it can be seen that she and Gao Jiang attach great importance to Sheng'er.

The test of Lin Chuqian was actually just to see if she was an ignorant and ignorant person, so as to prevent the life he had cultivated so hard from being dragged down by his mother.

Now it seems that the Gao family can rest assured.

**
Moonlight as water.

The wind on the window sills made the oil lamp on the table tremble slightly, making a slight crackling sound.

Gao Jiang was wearing a coat and sitting on a chair, surrounded by layers of folds, frowning slightly, staring at the folds in his hand, covering his mouth and coughing lightly inadvertently.

"Master." Zhou Yurong gently opened the door and walked in, just happened to hear his coughing, stepped forward and couldn't help scolding: "It's late at night, and you're still reading booklets, you're not afraid of breaking your body. "

"It's okay, it's not as serious as you said." Gao Jiang spoke softly and smiled at her.

"Cough-cough-"

Seeing that he was coughing again, Zhou Yurong felt helpless and distressed, quickly put down the soup in his hand, walked to his side and gently comforted him. "I specially stewed pears with rock sugar for you, eat it while it's hot, so as not to make any mistakes."

Gao Jiang was no longer stubborn, and couldn't help teasing when he took the soup: "I obey my husband's orders. Madam has a heart."

Zhou Yurong couldn't help but smile back, watching him finish the soup, he felt more at ease.

"What does the master think of Aunt Bai?"

Gao Jiang sat back a little, looked at the dancing flames in the room, and pondered for a moment. "He seems to be cowardly and law-abiding, but his speech and behavior can be regarded as generous and decent."

Thinking of the scene when Gao Zili asked her if she was interested in sex, he couldn't help but smile again. "If you take a closer look, you can see that she is quite different from ordinary noble ladies. She has her own unique insights and style of doing things."

(End of this chapter)