Changyan squinted his eyes, enjoying Leng Ruoshuang's service comfortably.
After drinking the medicine, Changyan continued to act, looking weak.
Leng Ruoshuang stepped back and said: "Mother, I threw him back. He will not be allowed to appear around the palace again in the future. You can rest in peace and recover. Tomorrow, I will ask several brothers and sisters to take turns to serve you. you."
Fortunately, he is a man without much brains, so it is easy to deal with him.
Leng Ruoshuang: "Don't say no. You are their elder. The younger generation should serve their elders. You were considerate of the younger generation before and even skipped the daily morning and evening routine. Don't do it today. Rejected me."
However, Chang Yan is a person with strong opinions: "No, I don't like children."
It was very noisy!
Although it is natural to be noisy. But Changyan doesn't want this nature to be wiped out because of her. However, she doesn't want to spend too much time educating her grandchildren.
Educate your own children by yourself!
Changyan sees these juniors every once in a while.
This baby has changed a lot, which proves that the teachings are good.
Leng Ruoshuang: "...Mother doesn't think about it anymore?"
Changyan waved his hand: "I don't want to be weak for too long."
It was just a show. She had taken medicine a few days ago, which was three-thirds poisonous. She had forced the poison to a certain point, and was about to go to Xiao Wuxin to act in a play, but Xiao Wuxin came to find her on his own.
Why don't you get so angry that you spurt out a mouthful of blood?
That doesn't make it look like your life is hanging by a thread!
In short, crucify him.
He couldn't turn over no matter what.
The end of this body's life is still seven or eight years away, so I've already made plans to look good. If Xiao Wuxin hadn't died at that time, she would have had an encounter and a drama.
The son of the original owner is very selfish. He is useless!
Cui Yi, who was generally smart, was suspicious of her, and Leng Ruoshuang was directly sure that she was not the original owner Liu Xinran, and several grandchildren also keenly felt that their grandmother had changed a lot.
Only the original owner, the son who grew up in the palm of his hand, had no doubts.
I can’t tell whether it’s pitiful or pathetic!
Love without material foundation is fragile and vulnerable. Not to mention, this love is not real love.
Xiao Wuxin was forced to go back.
He chanted: "If it weren't for you, I would still be a prince!"
Chu Xihe was numb and didn't want to talk to him. She only counted on her children.
She became a peasant woman.
Face the loess and turn your back to the sky.
Growing a piece of grain with a low yield per acre, I was busy without stopping.
After knowing that the consequences would be really miserable if he could not pay taxes, Xiao Wuxin still farmed for a few years.
Later he went to fight crickets and lost all his money.
Fighting crickets brought back his memories, so he went to the casino to bet money. He felt that his luck would be as good as before. He would always win when he gambled, so that his family would have money, and he could use money to pay for his military service next time. .
However, not only did he not win, he actually owed twelve taels of silver.
What is the concept of fifty taels of silver?
Xiao Wuxin used to spend a hundred taels of silver a day painting.
But that was before, now. The two of them had to save food and drink for several years before they could save five or six taels of silver.
In the village, ten taels of silver can get you a wife.
After Xiao Wuxin returned, he didn't want to say anything and didn't dare to tell Chu Xihe. Chu Xihe didn't pay much attention to him and focused on her child.
A few days later, the debt collectors came.
Xiao Wuxin had no money to pay off his debts.
Those people wanted to break his legs. Xiao Wuxin was so frightened that he proposed to sell his wife to pay off the debt.
After hearing this, Chu Xihe was filled with hatred, but had no choice.
In ancient times, wives were men's private property, and men could sell or pawn their wives. Troubled times are the most prominent.
Chu Xihe was desperate. Unexpectedly, those people knew who she was and refused to have her.
Xiao Wuxin said again that he would sell his son.
Selling a son is worth more than selling a daughter.
After selling his son, most of his debts were paid off. But it’s not enough to pay off gambling debts.
Xiao Wuxin said he would sell Chu Xihe again.
These people didn't want to get angry, so they beat Xiao Wuxin and stamped on Xiao Wuxin's hand.
Xiao Wuxin lost too much blood and fainted.
A desperate mother was left in the house. She cried and shouted but failed to stop her son from being sold.
So, she took advantage of Xiao Wuxin to faint. He killed Xiao Wuxin with a kitchen knife.
Then he took the money and the knife and went to find his son.
Chu Xihe was lucky to have found the child and rescued his son. She took her son on a small path and walked a long way.
As for her original household registration, she burned it.
Now, she and her son are refugees...
It was a month later that the villagers found out that Xiao Wuxin was dead.
The corpses stunk so much that the smell was disgusting.
In this thatched house, Chu Xihe has disappeared.
In the vast sea of people, who knows where she went? Who knows if there will be any surprises.
Considering the blood relationship between Xiao Wuxin and her child, Leng Ruoshuang buried him magnanimously.
Of course, there is no intention for children to worship this grave.
This life is so comfortable, I am in charge of my own affairs. Occasionally I take my son and daughter out for fun.
Xiao Ruoruo and Xiao Yaya were both married. Xiao Ruoruo's mother chose a scholar for her. The scholar treated her quite well, but her mother-in-law was a little more difficult. Leng Ruoshuang took people to his house to sit for a while, and things got better after that. .
Xiao Yaya married the concubine of Pingyao Marquis as her main wife, and went out with her husband to do what she wanted to do outside.
As for Xiao Wangjing, they met each other, but it didn't go well. So she put it aside, and Leng Ruoshuang planned to wait until he had achieved fame before looking for a suitable marriage. Leng Ruoshuang put a lot of thought into him. Fortunately, Xiao Wangjing looked good. Calm and restrained, modest and courteous.
In that memory, he tortured and killed raccoon slaves and dogs, and the subsequent torture and murder of women never happened again. It was only after he was really humble and polite that Chang Yan looked at him more.
As for Xiao Yiyi, she has different ideas from her two sisters. She aspires to be the most noble woman in the world.
After some careful planning, she married His Highness the Crown Prince and became a concubine.
Everyone had their own ideas, and Chang Yan didn't interfere too much. With a woman as powerful as Leng Ruoshuang sitting in the battle, she shouldn't be too comfortable and relaxed.
Finally, six years passed.
The deadline has arrived.
Changyan collected nearly 1,500 sets of silver needles in the system space. One set is ninety stitches.
And her task scores were also released.
Tingzhan announced cheerfully: [The tasker looks good, the system task one is scored forty-seven, and the system task two is scored forty-nine. The client will be awarded thirty points for task one and fifty points for task two. The tasker's total task score is eighty-eight points. Have questions about this score? 】
She has a clear appearance, and this score is within their approval range.
The overall score is not low, and Zhang Yan doesn't bother to care about it.
Changyan asked: "When I was doing the task, you didn't seem to show up."
Neither reminded nor stopped.
Just let her go.
Tingzhan: [Everyone who performs tasks is good, and the system does not need to be there all the time. Of course, the system also has many functions, which need to be explored by taskers themselves. 】
Changyan asked: "I can hear joy in your tone. Are you human?"
Changyan still felt that Tingzhan looked like the same person.
If it were produced in batches, who would give it a name like Tingzhan?
