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 bit unlucky. She was weak and sent back to her old home when she was young. She also worshiped Xuanmen and is now 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 that? Maybe it is fate. Our eldest brother, she is the only girl, so she is recorded in my name and becomes my daughter. Although we haven't seen each other for ten years, she is my daughter. Goodbye now, we are quite fond of each other."
"My slave, I see that 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's aura was too strong, so she could only be careful.
"Xi'er is right. You have come a long way, and you have been traveling a long way. You need to stay for a few days before leaving. Aunt Shen, take Sister Hong down to 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, so they didn't refuse after hearing this, and followed Nanny 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 worried that she might not be good enough and could use them in 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, but it was a letter from her mother.
She read it word by word, back and forth several times, and pressed the letter to her heart, tears already streaming down her face.
The most pitiful thing is for parents. 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, and the fourth bedroom is not rich. There are also brothers, daughters-in-law, grandchildren, and granddaughters in the family. Even if the mother has a body, she cannot give it all to her. , otherwise I won’t be able to explain it to my brothers and wives, and I will probably 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 child, and 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 had a certain decision in her heart.
Grandma Shen came back with a small long box in her hand. She bowed first and said, "Madam, this is the 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." Grandma 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, who had such a strong aura that 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, and 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 in the morning and evening, 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 Wan Yiniang, who waved her hands quickly: "Don't look at me. I am illiterate. Apart from my beauty, I know nothing. I can only write my own name, which is worse than your brother." Not as good as that.”
Qin Liuxi: "..."
Mrs. Wang smiled and said: "Xiaowu is still young and has not yet learned the six arts. He is not good at painting yet. With the family being like this, it is indeed delayed. When the new year comes, I will send him to school to be taught by my husband."
"Zhao Tongzhi probably won't be able to keep his position. We don't have to wait until the New Year. I'll look for the right person in a few days and find him a school. I'll send him to him as soon as possible." Qin Liuxi thought for a moment and said, "In these days, just Go to my yard and practice calligraphy."
"Ah? No, I won't disturb you anymore." Qin Mingchun's little body was trembling. Isn't this just asking for a living under the eyes of the elder sister? Help!
Qin Liuxi sneered: "You can't bother me."
Qin Mingchun lowered his head.
Qin Liuxi looked at Wan Yiniang, who immediately said, "I've been helping my wife make undergarments recently, so I don't have time to spend time with him."
"I didn't tell you to go." Qin Liuxi looked at this biological mother and felt that she had too much to say and was speechless: "You can help him make a book bag, right?"
"Of course I can." Wan Yiniang agreed hurriedly, glanced at her son who was eagerly looking at her for help, and looked away ruthlessly.
My aunt is weak and can't do anything to help her, so please pray for yourself!
I don’t know how many people are like me, who are extremely short of breath. They have to gasp for air when speaking loudly or breathing, let alone doing any heavy work, and they don’t have much energy. My trouble is that I feel dizzy after writing a manuscript twice. Oh my god, I rely on my brain to survive. If I can't recover, I will be dead!
Really, those who don’t have COVID-19 need to protect and protect! Come on, keep warm and take care of yourself in the next month or two! Value it, value it, value it! This dog has more symptoms than the virus, and who knows its poisonous point! ! !
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