"Only when the world is waiting for the pie to fall, the rich will say that I have the beauty of becoming a man. That Wang sun Gongqing's family will have this kind of thing. If your daughter is desperate, she doesn't recognize that you want to marry a beggar. She doesn't have enough food and clothing, and she doesn't even have a shelter from the wind and rain."

"If you don't think it's all right, I'll agree with both of them."

Jinchuan:

Jin Chuan's expression solidified, his eyes straightened, and finally he gave a wry smile, "Dad..."

"How are you and Su long?" Ning Shu asked.

"His daughter and Su long respect each other like a guest. Su long treats his daughter well." When Jin Chuan talks about her husband, her face is flushed. Su long is a considerate man, and a smart and thoughtful man.

"Look, it's like Gongqing's children are spicy chicken. They have received the best education in a country. It's not good, but there are many advanced people. Wang Baochuan thinks she's different."

One throw of Hydrangea is easy to happen. Who knows what the devil is.

How can the Prime Minister of a country do such things, and how can he forcibly associate the rich and the beautiful with beggars?

Different classes, basically the chance to encounter is very small.

It's in this way that the brain is disabled.

It was Wang Baochuan who fell in love with Xue Pinggui at first sight. The deer in his heart collided randomly. Then he asked Xue Pinggui to catch the hydrangea.

Ning Shu, an outsider, thinks that iron is not steel. The client's heart is estimated to have been chopped into minced meat to make round soup.

The adrenaline secretion for a while, Ning Shu is waiting. I hope it's always like this. I'm bringing beggars to work at home, so that you can get in touch with them more.

Anyway, she doesn't want this face.

Love to drink, think. Spring. Think bad brain.

Far fragrance near stink, see you two contact, how to integrate the three views.

Strictly speaking, Wang Baochuan and Xue Pinggui didn't have much chance to get along. Xue Pinggui went out to fight soon after they got married. Then he went to Xiliang to be the son-in-law. After 18 years, he met again and died in just 18 days.

Take what support, take unlimited beautification to support each other, no shortcomings, only advantages.

Otherwise, how can husband and wife talk about seven-year itch? They are not as beautiful as they think, tired and interested in each other.

Jin Chuan knows that she can't persuade any more, so she changes her position and thinks about it. Her tender daughter married a beggar, and she wants to die.

Ning Shu finished eating the porridge and put down the dishes. "Don't disturb me. I need to rest more."

"Father, do you want Su long to come and talk with you?" Jin Chuan asked, worried

"No, I want to see everyone now."

Jin Chuan went out with a bowl and chopsticks, took the door with him, and went to the backyard. In the yard, he heard his mother crying with Bao Chuan in her arms, crying out her heart, son.

Yinchuan, the second sister, stood aside with a sarcastic and impatient face, which made her pretty face a little mean. The three girls in the mansion all looked very good.

But Wang Yinchuan was caught in the middle. Since ancient times, the second child has been ignored.

Yinchuan seems to hate Baochuan, the third younger sister, but Wang Baochuan is always superior to you and I don't care about her.

"Jin Chuan, what does your father say?" Mrs. Wang asked the eldest daughter in a hurry.

Jin Chuan shook his head. "Dad is tired. He says he is not feeling well. He is resting now."

Jin Chuan looks at the treasure Chuan wearing the servant girl's clothes. There are only plain Zan hairpins on her head, but it's just a beauty's grey. In this way, it seems that she is plain and pure without mud.

"My father has made the biggest concession. Three younger sisters, don't make any more trouble. My father said that half a year later, you still talk about my mother's crying. You should be filial to my father and mother in this half a year." Wang Jinchuan said with a frown.

Wang Baochuan feels that elder sister's attitude towards herself is a little subtle. Everyone has always been a gentle and considerate person. Being able to say such a thing means that she is a little angry.

Wang Yinchuan said at the corner of his mouth, "three younger sisters hate marriage. They are afraid that half a year is too long. If something goes wrong in the middle of the year, my father will repent again. I can't marry that brawny mud leg."

"Yinchuan and Baochuan are your younger sister. At this time, you still say this kind of slander. Is that what it looks like to be a elder sister?" Mrs. Wang shouted.

Wang Yinchuan's face flashed a trace of injury, but said more and more thinly: "you treat her as a treasure, she is right about everything, and she faints with anger. Why don't you say her? She wants to break off the relationship with her father, and why don't you say her."

Wang Jinchuan saw that the situation was going to get out of control again, and immediately pulled on the silver Chuan. The silver Chuan shook off the gold Chuan's hand and went out of the room with a snort.

Mrs. Wang clapped her legs. "It's really injustice. I'm willful, so I can't be more sensible."

Jin Chuan said in his heart that no matter how headstrong he is, he is no more sensible than Bao Chuan.

Jin Chuan sighs with tired heart and says to Bao Chuan, "do well, let Dad see your determination and serve dad and his mother well."She had to go back to her husband's house to have a rest. Her heart was tired. Her father was even more tired.

Mrs. Wang is still talking to Baochuan. Jinchuan takes his servant girl away.

Ning Shu sits on the bed and cultivates, but has a big sweat. The sweat stinks, and other cultivation effects have no effect.

Although there is aura, but the body can't absorb it. In the evening, a servant girl comes to knock on the door and says that the dinner is ready.

Ning Shu took a look at it, went to Mrs. Wang's yard and sat down. Mrs. Wang graciously poured tea for Ning Shu, and a servant girl brought vegetables.

Among them, Wang Baochuan, who was dressed as a servant girl, was also very beautiful. Finally, she became an old woman in the cold cellar.

It's better to have good clothes and good food carefully maintained.

A table full of vegetables, Mrs. Wang hurriedly said to Wang Baochuan, "sit down quickly, and bring vegetables to your father."

Ning Shu looked at Mrs. Wang without expression. "Are you her mother or she is your mother? You are so attentive. Some servants sit on the table when the master eats?"

Mrs. Wang doesn't understand how her husband doesn't treat her anymore. Didn't she love Baochuan the most before?

Wang Baochuan felt very sad.

Ning Shu looks at Wang Baochuan's grievance. He doesn't know how to hate her.

It's reasonable for a person to give the best to her every day. Suddenly one day, she is not good to her. If she gives these things to others, she will resent and hate.

If a person to her every day stick, every day to play a meal, suddenly one day forget not to play, my heart will be grateful for tears.

"What do you do with a sad face? I can't eat any more food. Isn't it very tough? Now what do you do with such grievances? I won't eat any more." Ning Shu put down his chopsticks and left.

Leave Mrs. Wang and Wang Baochuan to look at each other.