Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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An An said, raising his eyebrows very proudly, "I quickly pulled the last point and saw a hand."

"Although there is only one hand, there is a small mole on that hand, and it is in the same position as the mole on the brother's hand. It is exactly the same. Mother, you said it was not who the brother would be."

As it turned out, Gu Chunzhu thought secretly in his heart, but he was also surprised.

Chu Yunlan's thoughtful child is a true boudoir and a calm person. If it were not so, she would not know today that she even thought about Xiaocheng.

"Mother, do you think Xiaocheng's brother is more worthy of Sister Yingzi or Sister Chu?" An An looked at her son-in-law's face, thinking a little hard.

Gu Chunzhu looked at her in such a sly manner, and couldn't help laughing.

"You, you haven't figured out your own things, and you have begun to worry about your brother." Gu Chunzhu pampered her with a smooth forehead, "The relationship between men and women, the most important thing is the two emotions. Yue."

Although Gu Chunzhu said an anecdote about An An, he thought openly that it was good to instill An An with a correct view on spouse selection.

"Whether it's you or Xiaocheng's brother, I won't interfere with you when it comes to dealing with men and women."

"As long as the selected person has good behavior." Gu Chunzhu saw An'an listening carefully and added, "But if you really find someone you like, you must tell your parents."

"Oh." An An blinked his eyes broadly and nodded.

The two were talking, and Wang Kun trot all the way to the flower hall.

"Ma'am, miss, the son of Wei Xiaogong from the Kuo Gong Mansion is here, and he brought a full and rare pot of rare and rare chrysanthemums." Wang Kun calmed his breath and told him.

"Wei Xingzhi is here?" An An's original calm eyes brightened at once. She glanced at Gu Chunzhu, and after getting permission, she greeted her with the skirt.

"This girl." Gu Chunzhu shook his head helplessly, his lips curled up a little arc, and said to Wang Kun, "Let's go out quickly."

An An and Gu Chunzhu stood in front of him, and Wei Xingzhi also just watched the next person carefully place the pots of chrysanthemums. This relieved him and gave Gu Chunzhu a salute.

"Auntie, this is what my mother specially asked me to send in." Wei Xingzhi of Jianmei Xingmei owed her body and explained, "My mother knows that you are going to hold a chrysanthemum feast, and I look forward to it."

Although it was said on the mouth, there was a pair of eyes that couldn't conceal their eyes looking at An An, with a smile in his eyes.

"Of course I have to come. The pots of chrysanthemums sent by Mrs. Wei are indeed the charcoal in the snow. Mrs. Wei, you must give me a voice when you go back. Thank you to Mrs. Wei." Gu Chunzhu was very grateful. As soon as the commercial chrysanthemum feast is over, people will be sent to Guo Gong Mansion."

"Auntie is polite." Wei Xingzhi was a little embarrassed by Gu Chunzhu's words, and scratched his head. "Yes, I brought some new snacks made by the cooks in the house. It was a style that I didn't have before."

Speaking of eating, An An's original excited eyes became brighter. Gu Chunzhu smiled, and she knew that Wei Xingzhi personally sent the chrysanthemum over, so that she could take a look at An An.

Gu Chunzhu thought that there were still many things to be prepared about the chrysanthemum feast. Anyway, Wei Xingzhi would only have to be accompanied by An An. They were there, but they were not comfortable, so they pulled An An Dao. Things are busy, you can go around in the house."

Wei Xingzhi listened to Gu Chunzhu's sharp words and said his thoughts. His face turned red for a moment, and he only coughed up to hide his embarrassment.

Gu Chunzhu pursed his lips and made a wink towards Wang Kun. The two left together and went to the commercial street to see how the chrysanthemums were transported.

Gu Chunzhu stood in front of the large and neatly arranged large chrysanthemums, and the onion-like fingers clicked out of thin air, which relieved him. The number and types of chrysanthemums have now almost reached expectations, and if a chrysanthemum feast is held at this time, it will be enough to make people shine.

It is said that someone gave a pillow when she was asleep, and since the news of Gu Chunzhu's chrysanthemum feast was spread in Beijing, someone has always come to give her a rare variety of chrysanthemum.

Forefoot got the chrysanthemums of the Ministry of Military Affairs and Guo Gongfu in the daytime. At night, Mrs. Qing personally took the carriage and brought two pots of precious chrysanthemums from the palace.

When Mrs. Qing and her party arrived at the General's Mansion, the mansion was preparing for a banquet.

When Wang Kun informed Mrs. Qing that she was coming, Gu Chunzhu, who had just taken An'an to sit down, hurriedly got up, and she greeted her by pulling her.

"Mrs. Qing, what are you doing?" Gu Chunzhu watched that the servants were busy moving chrysanthemums not far behind her.

For a long time, although Mrs. Qing and her only agree on the rare thing about An An, she does not take the initiative to speak at other times, and Mrs. Qing will never take the initiative to help, so this time she sent flowers all night, it did make her Surprised.

Mrs. Qing naturally knew her thoughts, and she shyly avoided her eyes and smiled. She lifted her lips, but her words were not polite. "Nothing. I heard that you are looking for precious chrysanthemums in the city. Whatever you do, you are my peace. Niang, I can’t watch you ashamed at the chrysanthemum feast."

Gu Chunzhu knew this would happen. She just kept her mouth open. Even if she did something good, the taste would be different once she said it from her mouth.

"My mother wouldn't be ashamed! Even if you don't send it, our flowers are enough." An An naturally can't hear her mother on the top of her heart feel a little wronged, and she greeted Mrs. Qing with impoliteness.

"An An, mother doesn't mean that." Mrs. Qing looked at An An with a serious and hostile look at herself. She was inexplicably panicked and hated herself only for her mouth, and said the wrong thing again.

Gu Chunzhu looked at An'an without trace and avoided Mrs. Qing to pull her hand, squatted down to support her shoulder and said, "An An, Mrs. Qing sent these flowers to your mother sincerely, don't worry, you're not I don’t know, she has always been like this."

"Yeah, yeah, I am the knife-tofu heart." Mrs. Qing looked at Gu Chunzhu with some gratitude, and then looked at An'an Road. "The mother came over in person, mainly to come and see you. Don't look at the mother like this, okay. "

"Mrs. Qing, let's enter the house." Gu Chunzhu thought, after all, Mrs. Qing is also a person of identity. This is not very good in the courtyard where people are coming and going, so he pulled An'an Road, "The meals have been served. , Are you hungry too?"

"If Mrs. Qing doesn't dislike it, eat with me." Gu Chunzhu came to the door and didn't forget to turn around and invite her.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it." Mrs. Qing froze, immediately followed, and sat next to An An, picked up the chopsticks for her, and sandwiched a lot of dishes. "My mother just didn't eat, give, eat more point."