Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan

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Over there, Mrs. Yuan had brought Zhang Xiumei to the front of the two ladies and smiled and said: "This is my niece, Xiu Mei, seeing the ceremony." Zhang Xiumei's righteousness is convinced and warm, and Mrs. Yuan is sitting. Aside, the implicit exaggeration of Zhang Xiumei came, from the appearance of the appearance, to the female red poetry, Yuan Wenqi directly brows frowning.

Ming Lan saw it and whispered and asked: "Do you have any other sons in your aunt's house?"

Wen Hao looked at her mother's misbehaving, and she was very embarrassed. She was awkward. "I am not my aunt. I am Mrs. Yongchang Hou. She has a younger son. Now she is brought by her second brother and is about to fill the five cities." The division commander of the division was made."

When Molan’s ear moved, he turned and tried to say: “What kind of person is that son...”

Wen Hao recalled the message he heard: "His name is Liang Shu, about 17 or 18 years old. It is the old man of Liang Houhou and Mrs. Liang." Then he took a look at Zhang’s mother and daughter over there and bowed his head. Hate said, "I don't know how many people I have found. Zhang Yimu always picks and chooses four people. I want to be the best person in the high gate! But Mrs. Liang once said that their nephews are jumping out of mischief, and later, regardless of Rich and rich, but it is necessary to be good and good. When Zhang Yumu listened, she would go to Bajie Yongchanghou every day, and even her aunt’s face would not be good. Oh, it’s not my heart, my uncle passed away, my cousin It’s understandable to find a good person, but you have to take care of yourself! She doesn’t take the water to look after herself, and she doesn’t deserve it!”

When Wen Hao said this, Ming Lan couldn't help but squinted at Molan. She saw her face ignited and burned. She smiled and said: "Hey, Wen Hao's sister hasn't married yet, and she is upset." ?"

At this time, Mrs. Shoushanbo really needs to feel distressed. She looked at her brother-in-law for the third time and praised Zhang Xiumei’s gentleness and gracefulness. The meaning of the marriage between the words was faint, and some of them could not sit still. Then look at the face of Mrs. Yongchanghou. The hair was cold, and Mrs. Shoushanbo was not happy. She interrupted: "What about my big wife?"

Mrs. Yuan groaned and sighed: "She is unwell and is resting." The corner of her eye squinted at Hualan. It was not salty or addictive. "I am a hard worker, and no one is helping. Family."

Hualan looked a stiff, Mrs. Shoushanbo immediately said in the past: "I asked Hu Tai doctor to give a diagnosis to the big wife the day before. I asked, no big deal, don't you feel uncomfortable? Don't be compassionate. Big, she frowned. You also served as a serious illness. It was also distressed. When she was seven or eight months old, she was told to give you rules and rules.瞧? She is pale, I think I haven’t raised it yet!”

Wang and Hualan secretly grateful, Mrs. Yuan looked stunned, this aunt is best to teach people, because she is a big sister, she is not good to return, can only bear to listen.

In fact, she only let Hualan come over for half an hour. Her husband rushed over and slandered himself. Before and after, many women cried and cried, and Hualan said that it was a tire force that night, and even the bed could not go down. The son came to cry again. After the incident spread out, the relatives and friends around him said that she was privately guilty. She only ran out of her niece and did not look at the prostitutes.

Mrs. Yuan pulled her mouth and smiled: "The big brother is not as good as Huaer, I want to make her work harder..."

After the words have not been finished, Mrs. Shoushan Bo interrupted: "After a hundred years, this knight's house has to be a big man, and the two wives can do it again. Can they still be the big scorpion? If the grandmother does not work, Not if I am going to find a capable one, when I am in the big scorpion room, I will have a boost in the future, and I can’t hand over a house to the hands of the seven disasters!"

As soon as this statement came out, Mrs. Yuan and Mrs. Zhang both stunned their faces. What Wang’s heart was ironing, Hualan desperately lowered her head, so that people could see the corners of their mouths; Mrs. Shoushanbo spoke very badly, but the tone All of them care about the meaning of the maiden, and they all want to be good-natured, and they all know that this is fine, but it’s not strange.

This aunt was originally the eldest daughter of her family. She was very stable and capable, and her parents looked high. Her brother, Zhong Qin, was also very trustworthy. He supported the weak and honest husband and savage. She was able to choose a son for her. Better kinship, but looking at the younger brother, or Xu Wenqi marriage, Mrs. Yuan saw that the big sister has always been short-term, and she and Hualan quite agree.

Mrs. Shoushanbo knew that she couldn’t be too hard to chase, and she was afraid that her brother-in-law would not adjust to entangle Mrs. Yongchang Hou. When she saw Wang, she smiled and said: “Calling my wife’s wife is a joke.”

Wang quickly shook his head. This kind of joke is that she is willing to watch it overnight. She happily joins Mrs. Shoushanbo: "You don't have a mother in your heart; you can't say anything from your family."

Mrs. Shoushanbo smiled and pointed to the side like Landao: "The longer the prostitute is, the better, what? Is there another?"

Molan looked at the other side for a long time. When she heard this sentence, she immediately smiled and smiled. She was shy and half-hearted, and she said, Mrs. Shoushanbo pointed to Molan, and said to Mrs. Yongchang Hou: "This child poem The text is quite good and people are well-behaved."

Mrs. Yongchang Hou nodded and said: "It is a beautiful child, and the wife of the family is very blessed." There is nothing to say.

Molan immediately smiled: "Mrs. praised, Molan dare." She was full of words, see Mrs. Yongchang Hou so cold, I do not know how to start.

Hualan’s eyes flashed and she smiled and said: “Auntie, my youngest sister is coming today.”

Mrs. Shoushanbo said: "I still don't want to be jealous."

Hualan quickly pulled Minglan and Wenyu from the back. Wenyu had seen it before, but when she saw Minglan, Mrs. Shoushanbo and Mrs. Yongchang Hou could not help but smashed. After a while, Mrs. Shoushanbo pulled After Ming Lan’s hand, Hualan smiled and said: “Weirdly praised you and me for a hundred and eight times, and it’s really a delicate person.” However, he said, “Your old lady is also stingy, so hiding. I am afraid that people will not be able to grab it!"

Then I took Minglan to sit beside me, asked me when I was going to give birth, asked what kind of pastime I had on weekdays, and asked what I liked to eat. Minglan bowed down and honestly answered one by one. Mrs. Shoushanbo met Minglan Dafangminglang. Between the words, the words are very clear and hearty, and they are very close to their own temperament. They have become more and more like them, and Zhang Xiumei and Molan are both left out.

Zhang Xiumei's eyes flashed a teardrop, and took a few steps back to the ugly Yuan.

Molan was not reconciled. Suddenly, Lin Yiniang said that she had seen the scene of defending her mother for the first time. It was really difficult to hide her face. Even though she was weak and stupid, she also lost her life to a small half heart;骂 These two ladies do not know the goods, only recognize the skin, do not look at the connotation, do not recognize their outstanding talent cultivation!

Mrs. Shoushanbo took Minglan for a long time and turned her head and said to her family: "Are you talking, sawing a gourd?"

The expression of Mrs. Yongchang Hou’s coldness reveals a smile, and slowly said: "If I have such a prostitute who is so phoenix, I will hide it."

Wang’s funny smile: “This child has been raised by my old lady since childhood. The old man is the most painful for her. She can’t live without it for a moment. If the number of rituals is not good, please forgive the two ladies.”

Mrs. Yongchang Hou smiled and said: "The old lady of your family is the most strict, and the girl she taught is so bad."

Wang’s eyes squinted and stood on the side of Molan. His words were more polite, and Hualan’s side was also harmonious. It’s just that Minglan’s scalp is numb. She only thinks that her back is being stared at by a few raging anger. It’s really innocent; when she is talking to a few ladies, there is a small gift for Zhuang’s sister, please ask Hualan. I took her to go, and Wen Hao also said a few words, Ming Lan was able to get out.

Passing through a small half-moon door, I came to Zhuangjie’s house and saw the little girl wearing a big red feather gauze sprinkling a little pony on the golden pomegranate flower. She was in a daze and was in a daze, standing on the side of a stone. The red mother’s mother has been squatting and not seeing good. Zhuang’s sister’s face is falling, seeing Minglan to see herself, only to show a small smile, softly called 'Six-Yumu’, Minglan picks up from the hand After a small parcel, take out your new rag doll to Zhuang Jieer.

Chubby cotton dolls, all kinds of cotton threads embroidered cute eyes and noses, and also wearing silk satin clothes outside, the appearance of the eyebrows is very pleasing, Zhuang sister took his red apple's small face and squatted in his arms. I couldn't put it down, smiled and smiled, and took two small feet under the trampoline, pulling Minglan and arguing to go outside; the side of the squatting woman quickly gave Zhuang sisters a cover and dig a cloud of gold and red velvet cloak.

Ming Lan knows that Zhuang’s sister’s heart has changed from an only child to a “caught brother”. It is inevitable to lose, and she will follow her little girl, holding her little tender hand, big and small, laughing slowly. .

"Six 姨, does the mother not like me?" Zhuang sister lowered her head. "Since I have a younger brother, my mother is not big and I am better."

Ming Lan understands the small head of Zhuang Jie's child and advises: "No, your brother has just arrived. Everyone is fresh. If you have a new doll, do you love it too? After a while, it will be fine. We are good-looking and smart, and it’s your mother’s heart, how can you not be good with Zhuang’s sister!”

The child is very embarrassed, and he wants to open it. Then he will pull Minglan to go to the garden, and while he walks, he will say that the child is a silly joke, and when he sees Minglan’s face, he asks: “Six 姨How do you frown?"

"Six are thinking about things."

"what's up?"

Ming Lanton paused and bowed down and asked: "Zhuang Jieer, six 姨 come to ask you, you like to wear new clothes every day, have fun, eat delicious, but you have many brothers and sisters to love. Still? There is nothing delicious to wear, but what about your mother?

The little girl stared at her head and thought about it. The white little face wrinkled into a small meat bag, thinking hard for a while, and painfully said: "Can you have good things, but my mother hurts me?"

Ming Lan laughed and said seriously: "Everyone wants this, but if they don't, they can only choose the same."

Zhuang Jieer’s painful choice for a long time, hesitated: "It’s still better for me to hurt me."

Ming Lan smiled and nodded, long and exhaled: "The Six Miles think so."

After a few more steps, Zhuang’s sister suddenly stopped her feet, raised her head, and screamed with big eyes. She also asked very seriously: “Six 姨, if there is no good thing, there are many younger brothers and sisters and my son. What should I do?"

Ming Lan, a cockroach, almost slipped, and fixed his body: "Should... don't do this." He Hongwen, who thinks of the softness of Wen Ruoquan, shook his head in his heart, and there is a lot of reliable things in the world, but It is a question of the high and low risk factor, and the otaku's derailment rate is better than that of the CEO.

The trick was stubborn for a moment, Ming Lan looked up the next day, she remembered that Wen Hao said that the banquet was opened in the flower garden, thinking that this time should eat wine, she is not good to hide, so called I took Zhuang’s sister back, and I slowly walked over.

She has been here twice, and the place is not big, and Wen Hao has led herself to wander around, so she knows the way, walks slowly along the row of the sea otter tree that has just blossomed out of the garden, and is not afraid to get lost. Being in a leisurely flower-walking walk, I saw a man with a slender figure under the green and charming sea otter tree in front of him, vaguely vague and familiar.

The man seemed to hear the footsteps, and when he looked back, Ming Lan was so clear that his heart was awkward.