The peasant girl is not strong

Chapter 68 Planning

In the end, they succeeded. Tang Shunyan caught a small butterfly with a small net pocket. He squinted his eyes when he smiled. His cute eyes and cheerful and optimistic personality were nothing like his usual pretence of being mature, how cute he looked. Just how cute.

Meng Zhaojun found the butterfly on the net, and raised the butterfly in her small net pocket to Tang Shunyan, and she laughed happily. She looked at Tang Shunyan's cute little Zhengtai, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it could be cultivated.

The two little babies were having a good time here, and Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Meng, who were sitting in the pavilion, also laughed when they saw their happy expressions.

Meng Zhaojun's arrival this time has already fulfilled her desire to play with Tang Shunyan.

In the days that followed, she would come again every three or five times, and every time she wanted to see Tang Shunyan, she would ask her mother to bring it with her.

Mrs. Meng also had the same intention, and took her daughter to the Tang Mansion every few days.

In various names, it was inconvenient for Mrs. Tang to go to their house, and Mrs. Tang was pregnant again and could not come, so she used the excuse of visiting.

Meng Zhaojun learned to be smart in the days after that. Every time he went to Tang Shunyan in his study, he would compete with him in fonts. Who was better than him?
Just like two little dolls with no guesses, her purpose is just like this, she can't make Tang Shunyan's little heart hate her.

Tang Shunyan was impatient with Meng Zhaojun at first, but later, she just came to learn to write with him in the study. In his eyes, there was no difference between male and female dolls, and he regarded Meng Zhaojun as a brother.

A little friend who learns and progresses together, little buddy.

What Meng Zhaojun never imagined was that Tang Shunyan would only treat her as a buddy. If she found out, would she feel that this plan she had cultivated since childhood was a failure?
Some things are often, people's calculations are not as good as heaven's, and people's unexpected things often take root and sprout in the time you don't know.

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At night, Ye Shiqi felt her father fell asleep again. She entered the space and changed some small pieces of wood. This time, she painted not only the Bodhisattva statues, but also some portraits of tigers, pandas or monkeys. This is a kind of diversified Wooden head.

She also knew that the most important thing now is to draw a portrait of the Bodhisattva. She had already heard that many people in the village this evening would come to the house tomorrow to see her father carving a statue of the Bodhisattva.

At this moment, the first thing people think of is the statue of Bodhisattva, and people in the village will not think of buying toys for children. Her purpose is to let her father sell these toys to the city.

As for how to sell these toys to the city?Ye Shiqi thought of her mother, maybe the next time her mother came back, this plan could be implemented.

It's just... will my mother come back next time?Wouldn't he deduct the holiday for the host family again?
She is not allowed to do this. She must not let the host family bully her mother. If her mother cannot come back that day, she will let her father bring toys and take her to find her mother.

Speaking of her mother, Mrs. Li, of course she doesn't have the ability, so she can only tempt Tang Shunyan and help her accomplish this.

Ye Shiqi went out of the room before dawn, and placed a small piece of wood with a tiger, a monkey, and five pictures of Bodhisattvas on the table in front of the bed.

I drank a little Lingquan in the space, and ate some honey nests. Only then did I replenish my stamina, and I went out of the space to fall asleep.

"Bang bang bang bang" there was a slap at the door, and then Lai's voice shouted, "Get up! The sun is drying your ass!"

It was still before dawn. After the rooster crowing, Lai's biological clock made her get up and woke up her son and dolls to get up to work, and he went back to his room to sleep.

Acer heard the sound of his mother slamming on the door. Even if he was very tired during the day, now the baby doesn't need him to wake up at night. After a few hours of sleep, he is in good spirits and stretched out to get up.

When I saw the three older dolls beside me, they also sat up on the bed with sleepy eyes.

Acer glanced out the window, the sky was still a little dark, this was the sky before dawn, and the room was also dark, only the oil lamp was lit. When the oil lamp was lit, he saw the painted wood on the table. portrait.

There are more paintings than yesterday. Among them, there is only one more Bodhisattva wood, and the other two smaller ones are painted with animal portraits.

Acer involuntarily turned his gaze back to the bed, the three older dolls began to get dressed, only the fourth doll turned over and continued to sleep.

Wuwa didn't move at all, and the loud knock on the door just now didn't wake her up, as if she was asleep and tired.

Acer put on a long-sleeved shirt, took a piece of clothing and wrapped the wood with the pictures in it, then opened the door and walked out.

Daya blinked her hazy eyes and watched her father's movements under the oil lamp. Like Erya and Sanya, she didn't understand why there were more wood with painted portraits on the table.

It seems that my father was lying down and slept last night. Could it be that my father got up in the middle of the night and painted the wooden head?
The little dolls couldn't figure it out, but they thought that adults were more capable. Just like yesterday, the father also drew a picture on the Internet.

In the hearts of these little dolls, their father is omnipotent.

Acer put the wood of the clothes bag next to the toolbox, and then went to the kitchen to pick up two buckets, and went to the outside well to fetch water into the kitchen.

Daya took her two younger sisters into the kitchen. They washed the dishes and made breakfast. Daya washed the dishes and let Erya and Sanya cook breakfast. She carried a basin of clothes from her father and the five sisters to the river to wash.

Daya came to the river to wash clothes, and got a lot of gossip from the villagers, and there was a farce like yesterday.

The wooden portrait of Da Ya being asked by those women, and gossip about the quarrel between their two families yesterday.

No matter how anyone asked, she just shook her head and washed her clothes without saying a word.

Those women and girls, girls about the age of Daya, were asking about the news that Daya couldn't ask, and they consciously started talking.

"It must be bragging. If you go to his house to see it later, you will find out. He can carve portraits of Bodhisattvas, so he didn't carve a lot of them before and sold them? Is it only now that he thought about making money?"

"Yes, I heard that there were a few portraits carved yesterday, but I heard from their neighbors that there was a commotion in their house last night, saying that the wooden statue was missing, I thought it was a thief, I think it was a thief shouting to catch a thief, It must be that you don't have that carving ability, are you fooling us?"

"Is there such a thing? Hehe, then there is a good show to watch. Let's wash the clothes quickly and watch the good show later."

Da Ya listened to others gloating at misfortune, and with such words, she held back her silence, knowing that if she said one sentence, others would say ten.

She can't quarrel with so many people by herself, and she has no time to waste on these people.

Let them guess, and when they see their father's abilities, the noisy voice, the language of schadenfreude, and the sarcastic words will make them slap their mouths.

　Happy New Years, reunion and happy new year, I wish everyone a happy new year in advance, all the best. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)