However, it didn't take long for Brother Huai to sit still because of the nature of children. He held the pen in his hand, looked at the crooked strokes on the paper, raised his head again, and glanced at his mother quietly.
Outside the window, Madam Su was concentrating on the embroidered handkerchief in her hand.
While his mother was bowing her head to embroider, Brother Huai hurriedly hid the bad characters under the paper. After all, children are just children. Although Mrs. Su was looking at the embroidery in her hands, she was actually paying attention to her son.
Hearing the rustling of paper, she put the embroidery in her hand on the stone table, stood up, and walked to the window. Looking at the word that was just written on the new paper, she couldn't help frowning slightly.
"Brother Huai."
The boy's hand tightened on the pen and slowly raised his head, looking nervously at the person in front of him, and whispered, "Mother..."
Madam Su looked at her son and sighed softly. With a sigh, she took a few steps closer and said, "Show your mother what you wrote just now."
The boy hesitated for a long time, seeing the woman's increasingly serious expression, he dawdled and broke his writing. The large print of ' was torn from under a stack of paper.
Madam Su reached out and took it, looked at it carefully, and frowned. Before his mother could speak, Brother Huai immediately said, "Mother, I will write well from now on."
Brother Huai knew that he wasn't paying attention just now. Much worse than before.
In the end, Mrs. Su still didn't say anything serious, but just asked the boy to rewrite it again. She walked back to the stone table and sat down again, picked up the embroidery on the table, and sighed softly, "Don't blame your mother for being strict, you're going to enter the school soon and should put away your playfulness."
The boy pouted, holding the pen, and said a little aggrievedly: "I know, mother."
Just in time, Xiang'er came out of the stove to get the firewood. Seeing how the two of them looked, she couldn't help but persuade softly, "Madam, Brother Huai is still young, and it is his nature to love to play."
Madam Su sighed, "I don't know, but..."
The needle in her hand stopped, her expression stunned, her eyes filled with tears unconsciously, as if she was caught in some sad memory.
Seeing this, Xiang'er on the side didn't dare to say anything, just lowered her head and muttered: "If this person was born in the duke's mansion and is precious and precious, where would he need to suffer like this..."
The cub sat on the big tree trunk, dangling her little feet.
It seems that we can't have fun together. But it doesn't matter, without this friend, there will be more friends waiting. flexibly went down of the jujube tree in three or two times, the cub ran into the yard and smiled at Ah Qing,
"I want to eat jujube cake."
Zaizai sat on a small bench in the yard, holding a cup in both hands, drinking jujube nectar water in small sips. A pair of clear and bright black eyes blinked, looking eagerly at the big steamer in the stove, patiently waiting for the fragrant jujube cake to come out of the pot.
soft and glutinous pastries, full of sweetness.
Ah Qing's craftsmanship is very good, and the cub eats one bite after another, smiling and bending his eyes.
"Slow down, be careful not to get scalded."
Ah Qing brought a few plates of snacks, and couldn't help laughing when she looked at the cub. It is also a great satisfaction to see the food she make so loved by others.
The cub nibbled at the date cake and drank the sweet nectar water. While eating, she looked at A Qing and suddenly laughed lightly.
Seeing the little girl's appearance, Ah Qing touched her face and forehead, couldn't help but wonder if she had accidentally got some ashes from the stove just now. Seeing that there were no ash stains on her hands, she couldn't help but ask,
"Is there something on my subordinate's face?"
Zizai bit the jujube cake, shook her head and smiled sweetly: "Aqing is so pretty."
Hearing the little girl's words, A Qing's face suddenly blushes, and shyly said: "Little Highness is really good at making fun of people, how can this subordinate look so good..."
Zizai firmly said: "A-Qing is good-looking, even more beautiful than Madam Su."
A-Qing smiled, "What Your Highness is saying is getting more and more outrageous, this subordinate still has some self-knowledge, a beautiful woman like Su Niangzi, subordinate how can be compared."
Zaizai shook his head, still stubbornly said:
"I don't care, Ah Qing is good-looking!"
Ah Qing smiled, looking at the little girl, her eyes were full of tenderness and doting.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard. Someone asked, "Is Lady Mu at home?"
Ah Qing frowned unconsciously, there was no smile on her face. She couldn't bear the constant knocking on the door, finally went to open the door.
Outside the door, a man dressed as a servant standing there carrying a large bag of things. When he saw the person who came, immediately put a smile on his face and handed the thing in his hand,
said, "Miss Mu, the villain is here to give you something for my young master."
Ah Qing frowned and looked cold: "I won't accept it, you can take it back. Tell your master, don't send any more things. If there is another time, don't blame me for being rude !"
"Madam, this is all the kindness of my young master, you..." With a sound of "Bang!", the courtyard door was closed.
Looking at the closed door, the servant sighed helplessly, what is this called?
Recently, the young master of his family doesn't know what is wrong, he is courting a widow with a daughter. It's a pity that people don't appreciate it, that's all, they keep chasing and send him to deliver things every three days. Now that the things have not been sent out, I am afraid that I will be scolded again when I go back.
The fat squirrel was still unwilling to give up after many gang fights. After repeated defeats, he became more and more courageous. He vowed to wash away the shame, and began to launch its twenty-second attack on the bird clan on the tree.
After a screeching scuffle, looking at the fat ball that was bald again, the cub turned her head and sighed, feeling that she couldn't bear to watch it any longer.
She shifted her attention and said, "Aqing, is that Young Master Wu bringing something here again?"
Seeing Aqing nodding her head helplessly, the cub felt a little curious. Could it be that Master Wu...
has a masochist attributes.
No wonder Cub Cub had this suspicion, this matter started from the day when Ah Qing almost broke the wrist of that Wu Gongzi in the inn. Perhaps the drunkard surnamed Wu grew up with the flattery of the people around him, and never suffered the slightest setback.
In other words, it can be said that he were beaten less.
Seeing a lot of women throwing warms and hugs, Wu Gongzi, who has been enjoying the popularity from everyone, suddenly met a Mu Qing who was honest with him.
Hehe,
woman, you have successfully attracted the attention of this young master. All of a sudden, the mode of "domineering young master fell in love with me" was turned on.
He first sent someone to find out the whereabouts of A Qing and Zaizai, then began to send servants to bring all kinds of jewelry and beads. Recently, he has been wandering around the courtyard one after another, holding a folding fan, pretending to be a chance encounter with Ah Qing who was going out to buy vegetables.
He first put on a pose he thought was very handsome. when Ah Qing arrived, he slowly turned around, shook the folding fan lightly and showed a big white-toothed smile.
Although spring has already started, but it has just rained recently and it is still humid and windy, it is not a big summer. He is holding a fan and fanning there. Is it really not cold?
Ah Qing doesn't know, and has no interest in knowing.
Ah Qing didn't have the slightest sympathy for this kind of playboy who seemed to be mentally ill, still drinking and molesting women. she didn't even want to give him a look. Seeing the surnamed Wu was persistently entangled, she removed the bones of his two arms in twos and threes.
That day, the screams of this young master Wu resounded for miles around. For a while, it was even more shocking to many young people who were thinking of Ah Qing and Zaizai.
they thought that when things got to this point, this Young Master Wu should stop.
Who knows, this has inspired his competitive spirit. After going to the hospital to pick up his arm, he continued to run to Ah Qing and Zaizai's small yard to brush up on his presence.
This Wu Gongzi was probably beaten down by his parents, and completely reckless when he did things. Whether it was the reputation of others or his own family, it was completely out of his personal consideration.
Recently, all kinds of rumors have started to spread in the city. There are also those who run casinos, this Wu Gongzi's friends, betting and staking, it will take a few months to win the little widow.
"Or..."
Ah Qing lowered her head and said to Cub Cub with an ugly face: "Let's pack up and leave here..."
Cub Cui asked, "Why? It's not us who did the wrong thing."
"My subordinates know. But..." Ah Qing turned her head, raised her eyebrows sarcastically, "Your Highness, you are still young, so maybe you don't understand. Throughout the ages, women who suffer from this kind of thing often suffer. a man is romantic and affectionate and can easily stay out of it. Whether it is the woman's fault or not, people will pour dirty water on the woman first, and scold any dirty and unpleasant words. The subordinates are not afraid of those Stigma, just gossip and slanders together, will inevitably dirty the ears of the little highness and disturb the original peace and tranquility..."
Ah Qing lowered her head silently.
She didn't want the child to hear the vicious slurs.
Even now, since His Majesty's accession to the throne, more women's households have been established, women's schools have been established... With the implementation of various measures, the situation of women in this dynasty has been compared to Much has been improved than before.
However, for a long time, the fixed and formed concepts have been deeply rooted in the world and cannot be removed. There are only a few people who can set up female households, most people still follow the previous rules and women cannot inherit their ancestors.
The daughter cannot enter the ancestral hall during her lifetime, nor can she be buried in the ancestral tomb after death. In the land and homestead left by the father, all sons have a share, but daughters are not eligible to.
As the old saying goes, a married daughter is a poured out water, for these families, daughters belongs to someone else, and only the son belongs to their own.
In order for someone to kowtow and burn incense a hundred years later, would rather give up his own daughter and choose to adopt someone else's son from the clan as heir to pass on the incense.
A woman's life, "at home, obey the father, marry, obey the husband, and die, obey the son." forced to obey and dedicate her whole life.
It's over, what's yours?
The body is used to give birth, not being able to give birth to a son means that there is no value as a woman? Ridiculous, involuntarily, even the thoughts have to be controlled together.
A man has more flesh than a daughter, but if it is gone, he is still a waste, so why should anyone look down on him?
But the world just thinks that men are more noble than women. Men can act recklessly with three wives and four concubines, not enough sweet wives and beautiful maids, Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, singing and drinking every night.
There was no one accuse him of being unruly or unclean, nor that he was dirty or mean. It's just a few romantic affairs in the world. Men are romantic and affectionate, women are jealous. Only then can he show his charm. After many years, it can be reduced to a good talk.
However, the world demands that women must observe festivals.
No matter before or after get married, if you say one more word to the opposite sex on the street, you will be scolded by the nose. until people are forced to death. Before get married, future in-law's family requires you to be an innocent virgin, but your husband has long been familiar with human affairs, and that body has long been touched by many women.
He can call you second-hand, but you can't despise his dirty body that is ridden by thousands of people.
If you dare to show a look of disgust, without the man speaking, countless people will refute first, how can a man be the same as a woman? What's the difference? Aren't they all people?
Why is this world biased towards men, but harsh on women?
Even if the husband dies and remarries, a woman who has had two husbands is considered unfaithful and immoral.
Even if the man harassed and bullied the woman, the world would first accuse the woman of misbehavior, deliberate seduction, and arrogance. Otherwise, why does he not bully other people, but just bully you and so on.
How unfair!
Are women really born in a position of vassal and obedience?
"No." Zizai disagreed: "There are many injustices in this world and it is impossible to be absolutely fair. At least it must be relatively fair."
Why should people who are not wrong be accused without reason. She hates being wronged...
Zaizai has to be the biggest and most powerful one, no one can let Zaizai be wronged.
She has come to this day step by step, never relying on anyone else. After walking through the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, never afraid of being pierced by a knife. Why is it that people who have shattered their mouths to the point of smashing their tongues have depressed their will?
Those inexplicable slander, those reputations that can't be eaten, can't defeat her.
Now, the first thing Zaizai and Ah Qing have to do. Not to clear things up with the gossip and slander, but...
to find the culprit.
Beat him hard, and then let out breath.
The young master who harassed Ah Qing was named Wu Weiye. He was the son of a wealthy local family. He is the youngest son of Mr. Wu and Mrs. Wu. been cared for since he was a child. The young master who acts recklessly has never suffered much.
However, in the past few days, he has experienced dislocations and fractures several times, the kind of severe pain that the bones are dislocated and connected to, the pain is so deep that it is unbearable to look back.
Master Wu was afraid.
He used to think that the most painful thing in the world was getting his father's stick, but now...
woo woo...
The doctor at the hospital said his arm was about to become habitually dislocated.
give up?
Do not!
Heaven and earth have the greatest face. If he gave up so easily, he wouldn't let Chen Sanfanger and the others die of laughter when he looked back. The domineering young master will never admit defeat.
Haha, woman, want to get away after provoked this young master, dreaming!
With violent temper, he must make that woman crazy for him and bang against the wall for him!
"Boom!" A strong force made Wu Weiye's face hit the wall all of a sudden. He was grabbed by the back collar and pressed in the back alley, his face was squeezed out of shape.
"Oh, woo... Who is it!"
Wu Weiye's hand was cut behind his back, his face was in close contact with the wall ash and couldn't see the situation behind him at all.
He thought in horror, a robbery?
Woohoo... how could he be so unlucky!
If knew it earlier, I wouldn't go to Yihong Pavilion secretly.
His pursuit of a widow with great fanfare has recently caused a lot of uproar. His father lost his temper, even if his mother cried and begged for mercy, he insisted on locking him up and not allowing him to leave the house.
Wu Gongzi sneaked out quietly behind his father's back. He chose this path for fear of being found out. Why I haven't heard that the back alley is full of thieves and bandits?!
"Well... this, big brother, let me tell you, I'm the third son of the Wu family... Well, my father is rich, you, you let me go, I will give you money?"
"Hey." The man laughed coldly and the strength of pressing his head became stronger and stronger. "I don't want your money, what I want is... your life."
"Ah!!"
This skilled wailing sound, this familiar feeling of broken bones, Wu Weiye was in pain, his face paled.
A Qing, who was dressed in black, interrupted Wu Weiye's hands and feet, looked with a cold expression at him lying on the ground like a dead dog.
"Does it hurt?"
Wu Weiye was in so much pain that he couldn't utter a single word. He just wanted to faint immediately, so that he wouldn't have to feel the pain of broken bones.
Unfortunately, some people do not let it.
Every time he was about to faint from the pain, there would be a more stimulating pain that immediately woke up his
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