Madam Wan reacted quickly and quickly supported the carriage with one hand and hugged her daughter tightly with the other. Only then did the mother and daughter stabilize their bodies.

Zheng Wanjun didn't know yet that her carefree days were coming to an end and she would soon enter the hard state of "ancient noble girl training course".

If it hadn't been for her mother's family and her husband's family taking turns visiting the county, the Ji family would have found the Gu mother and son long ago.

What's the pain?

She works the same way at home.

Lady Wan had seen that extremely beautiful scene, and her eyes sparkled when she described it.

My daughter will be pampered, firstly because her family has the conditions, and secondly because she and her husband dote on her.

The driver pulled the reins tightly and explained to Lady Wan eagerly.

As for Mrs. Gu, she is almost thirty and still an elder, but she can actually watch it and enjoy it without any psychological burden!

She, she went too far!

This time, Lady Wan did not agree with her daughter.

If parents don't pay attention, their daughter will really be delayed.

Her range of activities is only in the back streets of the academy.

It doesn't matter. The Zheng family is a family of officials. It's enough to know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It's enough to be able to cope with the situation. There is no need to force it.

Originally, Lady Wan wanted to tell her daughter, but seeing that her daughter was still young, she simply let her relax a little longer.

Zheng Wanjun was very excited.

But female celebrity chefs and housekeepers still need to learn it systematically.

And her kind-hearted help to Ji Sanlang's family gave the neighbors the most intuitive and profound understanding of Gu's absurdity.

Lady Wan was instinctively displeased that her own slave was so inattentive to his work.

"Madam, the carriage in front seems to have hit someone, it made a noise, many people surrounded it, and the road was blocked!"

It's just that my daughter doesn't seem to be very good at it. She just learned these skills, but she can't specialize in them.

If she can create movable type printing, it will not only benefit the country and the people, but also help her father gain a reputation in Shilin.

As early as when his daughter was three or four years old, Mr. Zheng had already started enlightenment.

After listening to the next words, Lady Wan's brows furrowed even more tightly.

"When Xiao is born, we will sell meat and have a meal every three to five days!"

The horseman who drove the carriage was also a son of the Zheng family.

"What happened?"

"The person in the carriage is Mrs. Gu of the Zhao family!"

She looked into Zheng Wanjun's eyes and said softly, "Not only in the countryside, but also in the city, seven-year-old girls should learn to do housework."

Lady Wan shouted to the outside of the car.

Zhao Jingyi herself is happy and works very hard, but in the eyes of others, she is pitiful!

"It's true, Mrs. Gu, Jingyi is only seven years old, how can she be allowed to do so much work?"

Lady Wan murmured in her heart.

Moreover, after working hard, I still had to endure the beatings and scoldings from my grandmother and mother-in-law.

Lady Wan is thoughtful and in charge of the whole family and has already started preparations.

After hearing the previous sentence, Madam Wan's face became a little ugly - there really were some madmen who rode their horses and injured the people.

Whenever you go out, you will be teased by an old beggar?

She is not a child of the Zheng family, but the companion of Lady Wan.

She is most sickly, has no independent opinions, and is not a wild and rebellious person at all.

and the parties involved in the car accident.

The fate of the whole family is in the hands of Lady Wan, and Mother Sun is the most loyal.

If Gu Qingcheng hadn't "taken care" of Lady Ji Sanni and paid her a lot of money to wash her clothes, little Zhao Jingyi would have wanted to take care of all the clothes at home!

"Really? Then when autumn comes, let's go to Qingfeng Temple."

Only then did Zheng Wanjun realize that this era was still about block printing, not the more advanced and more convenient movable type printing.

On the first day of the new year, I went to Qingfeng Temple outside the city. Not only could I worship the gods and seek peace of mind, but I could also go hiking in the mountains.

Alas, such miserable ancient times!

And she would have to endure it for many more years.

After receiving the master's order, Sun's mother trotted to the front, squeezed through the crowd, and saw the scene of the "car accident" clearly.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are Mr. Zheng’s specialties.

Wan Niangzi, who was used to taking care of others, sighed helplessly and said to her daughter, "You wait in the car, I'll go down and take a look!"

If he is really a blackmailing scoundrel, he will be sent to the official directly.

Although the county magistrate is not a good official, he is not too stupid!

And Madam Wan is even more confident because of her family background, and she is not afraid of the so-called county magistrate at all...

PS: It’s almost the end of the month, are there any new monthly tickets? Dear friends, you know, hehe!
Chapter completed!