Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Chapter 178: Many Complaints but No Words

When Mrs. Wang heard what the Zhang family said, she smiled at the corners of her lips and said, "She was born to be the master, but her fate was a little unlucky. She was weak and sent back to her old home when she was young. She also worshiped Xuanmen. Now she is raising her." It’s big, but the family is defeated.”

The Zhang family said: "I have also heard from Madam that the eldest lady is in your name and has been sent to the old house long ago. But I see that you two are getting along very well."

Wang's eyebrows narrowed and she said with a smile: "You can see it? Maybe it is fate. She is the only girl in our eldest room, so she was recorded in my name and became my daughter. Although we haven't seen each other for ten years, she is my daughter. Goodbye now, we are quite happy with each other."

"Slave, I see she respects you very much."

"She is a good child with good ideas. She can bear the title of the eldest daughter of our house." Mrs. Wang was a little proud.

Is this rating so high?

The Zhang family couldn't help but pay more attention to Qin Liuxi. To be praised like this by the Wang family, it must be because of her ability.

However, even if the Wang family did not boast, the Zhang family would not dare to make trouble in front of Qin Liuxi. It was because the other party had too much aura, so she could only be careful.

"Xi'er is right. You have come a long way, and you have been traveling all the way. You need to stay for a few days before leaving. Aunt Shen, Sister You Daihong, please go down and have a rest first. We can talk about it after you have rested your mind."

The Zhang family, who had come all the way, were a little tired. After hearing this, they did not refuse and followed Mother Shen back.

Mrs. Wang then sorted out the things she had brought. She opened a small box and looked at it. There were two thousand taels of silver notes in it, as well as several heavy gold hairpins of old styles, weighing several taels. .

Mrs. Wang's eyes were filled with tears. It was difficult to put on such old and heavy gold hairpins and hairpins. She was probably afraid that she might not be good enough and could use them for emergencies.

Mother has always liked practical things, and she understands her old man's thoughts.

Mrs. Wang wiped the corner of her eyes and saw a piece of paper folded under the hairpin. She took it out and opened it. It was a letter from her mother.

She read it word by word, back and forth several times, pressing the letter to her heart, tears already streaming down her face.

The most pitiful thing about parents is that no matter how old she is, she is just a child in her mother's heart. Now that her daughter is in trouble, the mother can only help as much as possible.

Two thousand taels of silver notes and a few gold hairpins are not too much to put in a wealthy family. The four-bedroom apartment is not rich. There are also brothers, daughters-in-law, grandchildren, and granddaughters in the family. Even if the mother is pregnant, she cannot give them all to her. , otherwise I won’t be able to explain it to my brothers and wives, and I’m afraid I’ll be embarrassed in the future as well.

So these are all her mother can give her.

Wang was satisfied.

Because her mother-in-law's family has not given up on her, with this money, she can do something to make a living, down-to-earth, and can always build another inheritance for their eldest children. When Yan'er comes back in the future, she will also As for poverty, the children have some foundation for marriage, but as for other things, they don't dare to think too much about it at the moment.

Wang stroked the golden hairpin and already made up her mind.

Nanny Shen came back with a small long box in her hand. She bowed first and said, "Madam, this is a haircut gift from the old lady to the eldest lady."

Mrs. Wang took it and opened it. It was a green dragonfly inlaid with rubies. It was exquisitely crafted and cute. She held it in her hand and admired it for a while, then asked, "But is there another one?"

"You guessed it right, the other one is an agate bracelet, not as good as this one." Grandma Shen said.

Of the two hairpin gifts, the Zhang family handed over the more valuable one, probably because the mother had told them the truth.

Mrs. Wang sighed: "Mom, you think too much."

I wanted the Zhang family to see what Qin Liuxi's character was like and how he would treat her as his aunt, before deciding what gift to give her.

"After all, I have never met the eldest lady, so it is natural that my heart is towards you." Nanny Shen said with a smile: "When she meets the eldest lady, she won't think so."

Wang nodded: "Indeed, mother will definitely like that child, but I don't know if there will be a chance to meet him."

Aunt Shen comforted her warmly.

Mrs. Wang took the small long box and went to the east wing. Qin Liuxi was checking Qin Mingchun's homework. She was sitting, and Chun'er was standing beside her, wringing her hands, trembling.

On the other side, Wan Yiniang was also standing, looking nervous. Seeing her was like seeing a savior: "My wife is here."

She quickly stepped forward, saluted Mrs. Wang, moved the chair diligently, brought tea and water, and said, "Madam, will I make you some sweet soup?"

Wang glanced at her funny: "Why are you eating this? I'm so tired that I can't have dinner at night."

Wan Yiniang said sarcastically, she didn't want to be in the same room as Qin Liuxi, she was afraid of this daughter, her aura was too strong, and she panicked.

Qin Liuxi pointed at the annotations in the book and pointed heavily with his fingers, saying: "What are these annotations? Is this your reading comprehension ability? Also, what are these little people you drew?"

Some were sitting, some were standing, some were half-kneeling, some were not kneeling. Their thin hands were wrapped in something.

"Winter is warm, summer is cool, morning is calm, dusk is calm." Qin Mingchun took a look and said weakly: "Isn't this a greeting to my parents? What I drew is to say hello to my parents, saying morning and evening are calm, to deepen their memory. "

Qin Liuxi: "!"

She glanced at the little man and said silently: "The painting is very good. Don't paint anymore. You will make the masters of painting die of shame and anger!"

Qin Mingchun lowered his head in grievance: "I haven't learned anything before."

Qin Liuxi was stunned for a moment and looked at Aunt Wan, who waved her hand quickly: "Don't look at me, I am illiterate. Apart from my beauty, I can't do anything. I can only write my own name, which is worse than your brother."

Qin Liuxi: "..."

Wang smiled and said: "Xiaowu is still young, he has not learned the six arts yet, and he can't draw. With the situation at home, it is indeed delayed. Wait until the next year, send him to the school to let the teacher teach him."

"Zhao Tongzhi's position is probably not going to be kept. There is no need to wait until the next year. I will find a middleman and a school in a few days and send him there early." Qin Liuxi thought for a while and said: "Go to my yard to learn calligraphy these days."

"Ah? No, I won't bother you." Qin Mingchun's little body trembled. Isn't this like making a living under the eyes of her elder sister? Help!

Qin Liuxi sneered: "With you, you can't bother me."

Qin Mingchun lowered his head.

Qin Liuxi looked at Aunt Wan, who immediately said, "I've been helping the wife make underwear lately, so I don't have time to accompany him."

"I didn't say I asked you to go." Qin Liuxi looked at this biological mother, feeling very speechless: "Can you help him make a book bag?"

"Of course I can." Aunt Wan hurriedly agreed, glanced at her son who was looking at her for help, and moved her eyes away ruthlessly.

Aunt is weak, can't help, just pray for the best!

I don't know how many people are like me, especially short of breath, talking loudly and getting angry all the time, not to mention doing some heavy work, not much energy. My trouble is that I feel dizzy and dizzy when I write a few manuscripts. My God, I rely on my brain to make a living. If I can't recover, I'm screwed!

Really, those who don't have the new crown, protect, protect and protect again! Those who have it, keep warm and take care of it in the next one or two months! Pay attention to it, pay attention to it, pay attention to it! This dog is more than the virus. Who knows its toxicity! ! !

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