Rebirth Of The General’s Granddaughter

"You!" Wang Yiping's temperament did not point back, calmed down for a long time, only barely squeezed a smile and said: "Nothing, the mother is just angry, you should not be close to the old woman, you should not be fooled by her appearance, she is Very bad. Also, she is not your relatives, your grandparents, my aunt, and later, you come to the British government, as long as you meet my sister-in-law."

Hey! I want to let my grandmother, Miss Yan, go to see your squatting slut, what do you think of me?

Purple is very angry, but with a look of ignorance, said: "Mother, isn’t it? Tell me, only the national grandfather and the British lady, are only worthy of receiving my visit, that is, the lady in the British government, I only You should meet half a courtesy, what you are, just a low-lying half-slave master, they met me, they should give me a gift, and I should not go to see them. But you say so, oh! I I don't know who to listen to, wait for me to go back and ask my grandfather."

"No need." Wang Yiping quickly stopped, almost grinning and said: "I am wrong, you do not have to ask your grandfather, the generals are busy, you do not bother him."

"Oh." Purple surface is respectful, but my heart has been sneer, waiting for my next visit to the British government, you must tell your aunt to your words today.

Returning to the General's House, the old general was afraid that Wang Yiping was in a difficult position. She immediately called her into the study and asked carefully.

I moved the purple sensation and told the old general. "Grandpa, I am fine. Really, I am not afraid of her now. She does not have martial arts, fights, beats me, at most, I say two sentences. I say, oh, I am not angry. In turn, she was half-dead, she couldn’t take advantage of me."

The old general saw her look happy, and this was relieved.

After lunch, Ziyou took the water and pity, entered the "Herbs Garden", closed the door and began to make the final preparation for the performance tonight.

She has long been drawn according to the sari left by her mother, and she has given it to the poetry and rhyme.

The magical instrument of the Indian instrument that she made in the instrument line has already been sent. She played the Wiener piano left by her mother and the poetry rhyme that hit the magic single. It has been played many times, but the cooperation is not very tacit, but It can be counted as seven or eight.

The poor is the watery Indian dance, the less the charm of Indian dance, a little more dusty.

It’s no wonder that after all, it’s been so long.

However, maybe her own scum male, I like her tone.

The evening wind is like a beautiful fan, so light, so soft; a round of ice-like moon is quietly leaning in the deep sky, pouring her faint light, like that Oh, that's tempting.

The night finally arrived, in the garden of the general's house, the fragrant osmanthus fragrance, the lights are brilliant.

Purple secluded with people, tied a lot of lanterns, compiled a lot of long knots, hanging on the osmanthus tree in the garden, under the grape rack, the whole garden is decorated like a dream, picturesque .

The Great Yan State passed the Mid-Autumn Festival and held a ceremony to welcome the cold and worship the moon. It is to set up a large incense case, put on moon cakes, watermelon, apples, red dates, plums, grapes and other sacrifices, of which moon cakes and watermelons are absolutely indispensable, and watermelons must be cut into lotus shapes. In the moon, the moon image is placed in the direction of the moon, the red candle is burning, the whole family worships the moon in turn, and then the housewife cuts the reunion moon cake.