[Rebirth] Deep house raising dumplings

It was getting late to wake up now, so it was still dimly lit at breakfast time.

Wan Xiang is full of energy. After all, the hair on the head is tightly tied together, which has the effect of refreshing the mind. It probably has the same effect as reading on the hanging beam in ancient times.

Touching Yin Yang with her little arm, Wan Xiang leaned into her ear and asked softly, "Sister-in-law, did you sleep well last night?"

Yin Tang nodded with a smile, and said softly, "Sleep well, thanks to Wanxiang."

Although I probably know that this is just a polite word, and only my sister-in-law knows whether I slept well or not, Wan Xiang is still very happy. She ate three meat buns the size of a fist in one go, and was seated across from her with chopsticks. Xi Qingse, who was eating black glutinous rice one by one, cast a contemptuous glance.

"Girl Qingse doesn't go to the academy anymore. It's not a solution to stay at home all day doing nothing." Mrs. Xi said slowly, "I think Qingse has been studying for a few years, so it should be almost the same, but this girl The red is still not good enough. If you want to make a good family, you still have to have a good stitch. I thought about letting Qingse girl go to the embroidery workshop to refine and refine the embroidery work, or find a skilled embroidery lady to come to teach The same goes for Wanxiang, and by the way, I can learn to be prepared."

Unexpectedly, Wan Xiang was taken aback when she heard that she was being called. She didn't know anything about female reds. Except for making clothes for Barbie dolls when she was a child, she hadn't even sewed a button.Thinking of the Barbie doll's clothes being ridiculed by the little sister for more than a month, Xi Wanxiang couldn't help crying in her heart, why was she reborn in fine clothes and fine food, while she was reborn either as a student or as a female celebrity.

Aunt Feng's face turned red again in the past few days, and when she heard this, she hurriedly replied: "The old lady is right, so I'll go to Boss Chen of the embroidery shop in the town to ask if there is such an embroiderer who can do it." Come to teach. Speaking of Xu's family, Qingse is [-] years old this year, and it's time to start looking for it. These years are chaotic, so I make a marriage first, and when I grow up, I will bring in a wife. I, a mother, don't worry. , old lady, don’t you think so?”

The old lady Xi didn't speak, but Xi Qingse gave her mother an unhappy look: "Mother, don't talk nonsense."

"This child, why am I talking nonsense..." Aunt Feng hated iron for being weak.

"Okay, okay, the marriage of girl Qingse really has to worry Wang Mazi's matchmaker. It's girl Wanxiang..." Mrs. Xi paused thoughtfully.

Suddenly hearing her own name again, Xi Wanxiang raised her eyes suspiciously from the porcelain bowl with a big face. She is only eight years old. Could it be that she is about to start looking for marriage at the age of eight?This is too appalling.

However, what Wan Xiang didn't expect was that something even more shocking was yet to come.

"Wanxiang girl has a master. It's just that I don't like her family background very much, but it's just a fairly well-off ordinary family. Alas, it's all your father's impulsiveness, because you told that kid's father what kind of confidant you are, and you understand for a while." Two lines of poetry, I promised you who was still a baby without saying a word, and I was so angry at that time..." Mrs. Xi said with emotion, and found that Wan Xiang was staring at her dumbfounded, so she thought she was very angry with this matter. Dissatisfied with the marriage, he quickly comforted him and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, grandma doesn't like that family either, so just find a reason to push it off. You are the heart of grandma, and I won't lose you."

After listening to these words, Xi Wanxiang felt that she was full and still had a stomachache.

Seeing Yin Yang holding Wan Xiang's hand and walking out of the house side by side, Aunt Feng stood in the hall with her hands folded, thinking about it.

At first, I thought that the old lady's liking for this little girl was just a whim, and when I saw this girl for the first time, although she was pink and cute, but at first glance, she was dumb and stupid, with a cowardly expression that could not speak, and I was afraid that she was not easy to provoke Little monsters.Ever since she spoke for Yin Yang and got her the accountant job in the bank, Aunt Feng felt that the child actually had a bit of cleverness in his mind.

Moreover, because of her cuteness, Old Madam Xi gave Wan Xiang the few bolts of Lu silk newly brought in from the cloth shop to make new clothes, saying that it is inappropriate to always wear old clothes, it is clearly showing favoritism.You know, those few best Lu silk were originally given to Qingse.

And just now, Mrs. Xi's words "sharp heart" made Aunt Feng feel a little more hazy. The little girl who has only been here for more than a month is your sharp heart. How does Qingse, who grew up down here, deal with herself?And let her be a mother how to deal with herself?

Aunt Feng thought of Yin Chan again. Although she was her daughter-in-law, Xi Xuyao ​​had never liked her as an aunt, so it was impossible for the Yin family to be on the same side as him.Originally, I was waiting to see her make a fool of myself, but I didn't expect that this lady really has three points of ability.

Now that the two girls are very close, they seem to be on the same road, and the business of the cloth workshop he manages is mediocre, and his daughter is not up to date, Aunt Feng's round and plump face like a full moon can't help but become serious.

After finally arriving at Dongxuan Street, Xi Wanxiang scratched her numb head, and hurriedly dragged her cousin to sit down at the steamed bun shop, impatiently untied her hair, and asked Yin Tang to tie her a new one.

Today, I learned the lesson of yesterday's blood, and I didn't gobble up the steamed buns just out of the cage. After finishing the bun, Wanxiang blew for a long time in a comfortable mood, put the steamed buns in a milky white spoon, dipped some The vinegar was brought to Yin Yu's mouth: "It's not hot anymore, my sister-in-law eats first."

Yin Chan opened his mouth and ate the steamed buns in the spoon. Looking at the dumpling in front of him with the same bun and clothes as his own, he felt a joy and satisfaction that he had never felt in 15 years.

The whole day, Xi Wanxiang had a sad face. Although Mrs. Xi gave her this calming pill and said that she would not marry her to that boy, but after spending a few days with her father after being reborn, she still loved little Wanxiang. I know my father's stubborn temper somewhat.If Xi Yuannian decides something, no one can shake it. He insisted on leaving Xi's house empty-handed with his wife and daughter, so he could get a glimpse of it.

It's over, I'm going to get married, or marry an ordinary farmer.At that time, in addition to the troublesome female celebrities, there will be four seasons of farm work and babysitting, maybe seven or eight at a time.

Thinking of this, Xi Wanxiang was so depressed that she couldn't eat the pastry, so she pushed the whole pine nut kernel cake to Bai Zhi, who was looking forward to drooling.

Due to the depression in her heart, Xi Wanxiang obediently lay down on the table and practiced calligraphy during the break time. It seemed that only looking at the beautiful and delicate small characters of Tang sister-in-law could make her happier. Sister-in-law's smiling face makes people feel comfortable like a spring breeze.

This abnormal situation caused Bai Zhi to worry for a long time for no reason. Is Wanxiang in a daze?Everyone went to kick the shuttlecock during the break, and she was the only one who wrote properly. Didn't she sigh when the old master asked her to write?

Thinking about it, Bai Zhi felt that the child must have been scolded by the family, so the Xi family should be stricter.Thinking about it, she sighed sympathetically, ignored her, and went to play.

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