Chapter 322

Huachao Festival, Baihua birthday.

The young girl was dressed in bright clothes and painted with mother of flowers between her eyebrows. The lotus steps moved gently and swayed. She worshipped the flower god surrounded by the maid.

Make complaints about the dog's breath.

"Spring is coming, and all things are full of vitality. What a day when young men and women talk to each other and single dogs continue to cry."

Jiang Pengji sat on the tree trunk, and there was an elegant gathering in the distance. Under the spring sunshine, those young, beautiful and vigorous girls were stunned with an unspeakable beauty, which not only attracted Jiang Pengji's attention, but also attracted the attention of many young noble sons.

The big white at the bottom chewed the sprouting weeds on the ground, chewed and vomited, and then went to harm another piece of tender grass.

She bent her lips, raised her feet and pointed a white mane with her toes. The other party walked away two steps in disgust.

Jiang Pengji smiled and talked to Dabai, "I'm not young. Do you want to find a partner for you? How many babies?"

Big white eyes glanced and made a puffing sound, as if laughing.

She can't understand horse language, but the little angel in the live studio seems to have learned this foreign language and helped her translate it.

[melancholy at night]: my foolish master, you haven't washed your feet for days.

[my territory listens to me]: wrong. Bai Mingming said that a single dog still wants to laugh at me? Diaomin!

[red rabbit among people]: my little girl has a super market. Just now I noticed that a strange horse wanted to make eyes at Da Bai.

Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes secretly. She's a big living man. Hasn't she realized that this horse is attractive?

Lean on the trunk and close your eyes for a nap. Because of the terrain, the temperature in Langya is wet and warm. The pear flowers that only bloom in March outside are now covered with branches. The spring wind blows, and occasionally the petals fall.

She leaned back against the trunk and put her legs up.

With one hand on her lap and the other carrying the clogs she had taken off, her feet were only wearing snow-white socks.

Most of his body is hidden in Pear blossoms. If he doesn't look carefully, he won't find a person lying in the tree.

A cool wind blew and the pear blossoms rustled down.

Vaguely, a low voice of conversation floated into Jiang Pengji's ears.

"Wu Niang, you really can't open your mind and reveal your thoughts to your father?"

The girl's voice is sweet, but it is too sweet, but it gives people a boring feeling.

"Dad is an open-minded man. I told him he would help me make up my mind." The girl who was called five niangs said with some hesitation and depression, "but brother CI has someone in his heart, and my father doesn't agree. Let me take advantage of the flower festival to find another one I like."

The girl with a sweet voice pouted discontentedly, "how can this be... Do you know who that person likes in his heart?"

Wu Niang was a little sad. "I don't know. He wouldn't say it when he asked his father. He just said that when the time came, he would know."

The girl tilted her head, thought for a moment, and said firmly, "that must not be a serious person."

Wu Niang didn't understand. She said suspiciously, "why do you say it's not serious?"

"You don't understand. Wei Langjun is now 20 years old. If he really has someone he likes, he won't drag on like this. Unless the woman's identity is bad, such as... People in that place, he has no face to marry back. You don't know that the matchmakers in Langya County don't dare to marry him. He's in a big trouble. What about the issue of heirs if he drags on?"

After hearing this, Wu Niang understood what the other party said for a long time. She blushed and became angry again.

"Brother CI is not that kind of pedantic person. Even if he really likes a brothel woman, he won't care so much about his face."

For his own face, let the people he likes continue to be wronged. Where can Wei CI do it?

Wu Niang doesn't accept people slandering Wei CI like this.

"Then what he likes is a married woman." The Maiden's first five niangs spoke and blocked her words back. "The official media in Langya county can't wait to hide their noses and avoid Wei CI. There's no one to marry him, and there's no place for marriage. Now that you look at him, he should be happy to respond. How can you use the excuse of having a sweetheart?"

Five niangs were angry. "You are not allowed to say that about him. How can you covet other people's wives and concubines in the backyard?"

The girl also pouted and said fiercely, "if you protect him so much, people don't look at you seriously. Why did they give you a good face when you rush to paste it? What's good about Wei CI? He can control his wife, son, father and mother, and the disaster star of all nine families..."

"Foolish view!" Wu Niang was so angry that her chest fluctuated violently, and her little face became a little more angry. "How about brother CI? Look at his way of life, respect his teachers, be friendly to his classmates, and be forgiven by the younger generation. How can he be judged by a single eight character destiny? There are more eight characters in the world than the emperor. Why are people the emperor and others just peddlers and pawns?"

"Hum, yes, I'm stupid. I can't compare with you, Miss Zhu Wu, who is erudite and talented." The girl was also annoyed. It seemed that she had guessed the pain. She replied, "you are so knowledgeable and considerate. It's very good to stick to a man who doesn't want anyone!"

"You -" Wu Niang opened her eyes wide and her fingers trembled with anger.

"No matter how poor Zixiao is, it is not a poor woman who can be belittled by her real mother when she is pointed out to others to fill a house."

Jiang Pengji, the two girls, became louder and louder, seriously disturbing her sleep quality. She couldn't help jumping off the pear tree and interrupting loudly.

When they heard the prestige, they saw a young man in fresh clothes with a smile on his face, only socks on his feet, and wooden clogs in his hands.

The girl was startled by her appearance and turned pale at the thought of what she had just said.

Wu Niang was still puzzled and said, "fill in the house?"

"You can have a long heart in the future. It's better to stay away from such a talkative snake and scorpion beauty who likes to guess people's hearts with danger." Jiang Pengji stepped forward two steps and saw the essence of the girl thoroughly at a glance. She looked at each other with a smile. "People belittle Zixiao. They don't really despise it, but just want to plan for themselves."

"Ah?" Wu Niang was stunned.

"Her real mother asked her to marry a man who could be a father in grade to fill in the house. She didn't want to. She wanted to find a good way out for herself. Zixiao was despised by others, but she was not high-ranking and didn't receive attention at home. How can they match each other? She probably thought so."

Jiang Pengji looked at the little girl with a pale face and two wars. What she said was to poke the secret of the other party's heart.

"If I wait a minute, I hear any rumors outside that damage Zixiao and the little lady's name..."

Jiang Pengji's expression was suddenly cold. "Guess who sent it?"

Wu Niang is a simple girl, but she has an open-minded father and broad knowledge, but she doesn't stick to the back house.

How could she have thought of such a shady, reputation destroying little calculation?