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Early in the morning, Minglan sat in front of the basin frame, surrounded by a fine cotton towel on the chest, and Yancao gave her a clean face. Dan Tang came in lightly from the outside and leaned over and whispered in Minglan’s ear: Lin Biao Niang called her hands and feet and carried it out; I heard that I went to a old man’s Zhuangzi.”——If I went to the Zhuangzi under Wang’s name, I was afraid that she would live for three months.

Ming Lan did not move, only asked: "I listened to Lin Qige over there for a night, what happened?"

Dan orange face red, squinted at the side of the grass, whispered: "Last night after the distraction, I heard that Ms. Liu took a bowl of things and sent it to Jufang...the girl there,... it hurts all night. Also screamed Lin Biao Niang for a night; until dawn, it was only... down."

Ming Lan looked stunned and stopped speaking.

I went to the old lady and Wang, and I didn’t see Hai’s. I heard that she was busy sending people from Linqige, from the steward to the little girl, selling the cockroaches, especially Lin’s confidant summer. It seems that Molan can smoothly roll into the arms of Liang Shu, his homework is very good, Hai hate very much, and they have cleaned them from the inside out.

For a few days, Hai's smile began to rectify with a smile that made people irritate. From Shanyueju's call to Shantou to the kitchen to buy the man's hand, one did not fall; so far, Lin Yu Niang in the Shengfu plate for nearly 20 years The forces turned into cloud smoke. Changbai has lengthened his face all day. He is not good at his faults. He often looks at his son who is more than one year old. He imagines how to educate this kid in the future to develop a brain full of brains and addiction. Very stunned, as soon as he saw his dead face, he smirked at the two rice teeth and said that he would be very disciplined.

On the third day of the day, Sheng Hao went to the old lady to fill the filial son. After a smile, he usually went to Changfeng to train him to ease the stiffness of the facial muscles. Wang’s ability became Xianglin’s, the difference was that Xianglin’s mantra It is 'my poor Ama', and the beginning of Wang's is 'I am as poor as a child', at least ten times a day.

Every time I go to please Ann, Wang will pull the hand of Lan Lan for a long time, and stare at her daughter for a long time with grief-stricken eyes. Ming Lan is on the sidelines and concludes that the memorial service for the leaders is no different.

Two days later, Ruan finally couldn’t bear it. He yelled: "I haven’t died yet!"

Wang Shi turned his head to Minglan and continued to grieve with his son: "Good boy, you should always accompany your five sisters, don't ask her to think about it... don't ask her to take a needle scissors..."

Ming Lan nodded very diligently, but she felt that Wang did not understand her daughter. If Rulan really had a weapon, then her first priority should be to remind Molan to escape.

Wang's tears, the fat powder on his face could not conceal the wrinkles around his eyes, and looked at Ming Lan's look, and he was a little fascinating. "You can really be like Wei Wei Niang, but this nose is like a master; Can you still remember Wei Wei Niang?"

Ming Lan stayed, and shook his head honestly: "I don't remember." In fact, she had never seen Wei Wei Niang, when she wore it, the defending mother had already swallowed.

Wang looked at the delicate face of Ming Lan, his eyes flashed, and then leaned on the squat, licking the soft cushion, the back was a lot more comfortable, and he said: "Your temper is like Wei Wei Niang, honest, worry-free, Although my child is a sister, but for many years, you have been letting her from time to time; my children, it is difficult for you!"

Ming Lan immediately shyly bowed his head and said: "My sister, what to say is not allowed." She felt that Wang did not know himself.

Wang took Minglan to his side and patted her little hand and sighed: "You are not out of my stomach, but I have also taken you as a biological person over the years. I thought about you like this." The temperament is set to match the sorghum; oh... the smack of the ink is not subject to the number of rituals, which is a good marriage for you."

Ming Lan is still blushing, whispered: "The old lady often said to me that the marriage day is doomed, maybe the four sisters will be the good marriage, anyway, the daughter of the Sheng family, the same is true." What does she mean by this?

Wang's frowning, I don't know where the spirit came, and raised the voice: "Stupid children, you don't know, those few times, Mrs. Yongchang Hou came to the government, and you are in the middle!"

Ming Lantou was lower, and said: "It is the wife who lifted Minglan, and the four sisters... is also good. I... Although I am as good as the four sisters, I am as good as the five sisters, but I also get a little. "She is not good at playing warmth, and her emotional control is a bit difficult. Should she be more enthusiastic? She should not be too passionate about the performance of Molan, or Wang will be unhappy."

Ming Lan stood down, his face flushed, and the two little hands were swaying at each other, and from time to time, they looked up at Wang as a bird. Wang hated iron and fell into the cushion, and he hated ink more and more. Lan, if this honest and obedient Ming Lan entered the Yongchang Houfu, wouldn’t it be wonderful?

In fact, Minglan is really sympathetic to Wang. Wang is not the best aunt, but it is not the worst. Although she has never cared about Minglan, she never hates it, and she always thinks about it. The prostitute; the small long-stayed grew up beside her, although the treatment is not high, but at least it is good to live to the present, and there is no long-term.

Therefore, Minglan still listened to Wang’s words and went to Taoranju. When she saw Lanzheng’s hair sitting in front of the mirror, the carved figure of pear blossoms was embedded with a polished bronze mirror, reflecting the girl’s The face is youthful and pretty, the little magpie is standing beside her, holding the scented sweet-scented osmanthus oil with a scorpion, and evenly smearing it on the hair of the orchid, gently squatting.

Seeing Ming Lan came, Xiaoxiu smiled back and said: "The six girls are coming, our girl's hair is good at this time; thanks to the sweet-scented osmanthus oil sent by the six girls, our girl is very good."

If Lan Wenyan is not happy, he snorted coldly: "I dare not have this stuff, I am a straw?"

Xiaoxiu still smiled, and smiled and said: "Hey, my girl, the six girls are guests, but I don't want to praise the guests! If the girl is not afraid, then I will first praise the girl!" mouth.

Ming Lan sat on the side and looked at Xiaoxi, while squatting like a blue, while condescendingly complimenting himself, while greeting the little **** the tea, the hand could not stop, Minglan could not help but admire, Liu Kun’s family did not let his daughter be like Lan's close-fitting, and picking this gimmick, but there is a sense of temperament, the old lady of the Wang family sent such a person, it really hurts Wang's, but unfortunately now is mad at the gas, pitiful world.

After sending us out, Rulan immediately sighed: "You don't have to come to me from time to time, I am very good!"

"Five sisters are really not angry at all?" Ming Lan bite a fresh red Lu Zao, some vague, "four sisters will be gone, Yuaner cousin you are not angry? You are so indifferent, the wife is against Worried. "If Lan Zhen is a big temper, Wang may put some heart down, things are abnormal, naturally causing Wang's uneasiness.

If Lan Yang raised his neck, he came out from the throat, and he sat up next to Minglan and sneered: "You have never seen aunt, what is so powerful, and only the grandmother can still hold it. When I was in Dengzhou, I had to go to my grandfather's house with my mother every year. Hey, it's a lot more. It hurts me, how much can I use? You see a big sister, my brother-in-law is not bad, I will feel distressed. The loyalty of the old man is also good, but the house is still called a lot of house 姨娘姨.哼! Mother-in-law wants to be a difficult wife, it is as easy as eating pig ginseng with pigs, but it is difficult for the wife to slap her mother-in-law, it is difficult! How can I know the bitterness of my mother-in-law?"

Ming Lan was stunned, and the priests were stunned on the third day. Unconsciously, the reckless, blue-like minds of the past changed their minds clearly; on the other hand, they only grew long and did not have long-eyed eyes, and they were really awkward; Minglan was very embarrassed.

For example, Lan took the orange peel that was peeled off in Minglan’s hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he said, “And, my cousin’s cousin’s arrogance, filial piety, I’ve never been able to Oh, my aunt thought that what treasure was squatting, the temper of the cousin of Yuaner... Hey, waiting for you, some of the bitter afterwards!" The more excited, the more orange, the more In her hand, she told her to continue peeling the orange peel.

Ming Lan suddenly understood such a blue, in fact, they are very similar, in the dark season of the entire Shengfu, only their sisters have a strange and uncomfortable sense of relaxation, although they are dragged by fame, but another On the other hand, they also successfully got rid of their undesired marriage partners.

I thought about it too much. After Minglan peeled off the orange, put the orange petals into his mouth, and the orange peel gave the orchid.

A few days later, the old lady picked a good weather morning and only took her mother to Yongchang Houfu. Wang originally expressed her willingness to go together. The old lady looked at her for a while, only faintly said: If you lick your face and tear your face, it’s always good for me to go alone; I also leave some room for you to talk."

Although the old lady should go down to the task of raising relatives, she was proud of her life. When she thought of this, she felt like she swallowed a fly. In these few days, everyone looked at her face and Wang shrank his neck and dared not speak.

Yongchang Houfu was in the inner circle of the imperial city. It took more than one hour to come back and forth. Until the old lady came back from time to time, Wang heard that he immediately rushed from the main room and stepped into the threshold of Shou’antang. Ming Lan holds a bowl of warm and warm bird's nest porridge, and leans on the soft couch to serve the old lady to eat: "...I called Tsui Ping to have a meal, you should first use some porridge to cushion your stomach."

The old lady is obviously tired, but she still squints her and counts her: "When did you have dinner yet, become a fairy? It is easy to raise you with these meats. When I am easy?" Ming Lan was trained to scalp numb. Naughty spit tongue.