Wife Hua

Chapter 7 Silly Bird
The little boy guarding outside the restaurant saw the figure of his son, and hurried forward to help him into the carriage.

In the restaurant, there was a faint sound of cups falling to the ground, and someone said loudly: "Liu Sanlang doesn't know how to flatter, how dare he refuse Mr. Meng's face?!"

"Brother Meng doesn't need to do anything, I'll take care of Liu Sanlang right now."

"The Liu family is no fart in Wancheng, who gave him the courage to disobey Mr. Meng?"

"I heard that Liu Sanlang is not favored at home, on the contrary, his two elder brothers are very knowledgeable about current affairs, and their talents are no worse than him."

"He deserved to have his leg broken by Miss Mu."

The carriage that Liu Sanlang was riding in did not go far, and the Shutong with delicate features put the young master's injured leg on the soft pedal, and the pleasant words made him a little anxious, "You offended Young Master Meng?"

"Passing slowly by the gate of Jingyuan, so that I can read Miss Mu's writing clearly."

Liu Sanlang leaned on the soft cushions lazily and comfortably, and lifted up the curtains. As the carriage passed by, the slow driving allowed him to have a panoramic view of Mu Hua's writing. Gently gesturing to imitate Mu Hua's calligraphy, "Sure enough, Chen Silang is not as good as Chen Silang, and neither am I."

"Young Master thinks highly of Miss Mu. Her handwriting is pretty good, even worse than yours." The book boy has been with Young Master for five or six years, and seeing Young Master's hard work in practice, Miss Mu may not be able to endure the hardship.

"I am not weaker than her when it comes to calligraphy, but she is better than me when it comes to the strength of the pen holding the pen."

"...You are practicing calligraphy with stones tied to your wrist..."

"The talent is not as good as her."

Liu Sanlang slowly closed his eyes, and the smile that was always on his lips gradually disappeared, "If there is any news in the capital that is not good for Chengmen, let me know immediately."

"Young Master, you don't want to worship Chengmen? Then why do you have friendship with Young Master Meng?"

The book boy's face is like a steamed bun. He has served the young master for many years, but he still doesn't understand what the young master is thinking. Does anyone in Wancheng know that Mr. Meng has a brother-in-law who is quite important in the Cheng family?

Most of the people who met Mr. Meng went for his brother-in-law.

The book boy thought that his young master also had the same intention, but the young master seemed to pay more attention to the news from the court. Whenever there was any news about the Cheng family, the young master would always pay special attention to the mansion report sent by the court to the county government.

Liu Sanlang snorted softly, and then ignored the secular world like an old monk in meditation.

The scenery of Jingyuan is beautiful, especially the backyard can draw underground hot spring water, which is very convenient for bathing.

"Miss, miss, wait a moment, wait a moment."

With bright white teeth, the pretty and lively little maid is chasing after her own lady with a basket full of petals.

Miss Mingming is not walking fast, why can't she catch up.

The little maid was behind Mu Hua, and found that the young lady's back was straight when she walked, and the sleeves of her robe were full of wind, which was particularly imposing.

Her heart beat faster, even faster than when she saw Chen Silang, "You need flower petals for bathing. Didn't you say that the ladies of the Xungui family sprinkle flowers for bathing?"

"Did I say that?" Mu Hua stood up suddenly, turned her head to look at the little maid who was sweating slightly on the tip of her nose, and her cheeks were as red as red apples, which was unexpectedly pleasing to the eye, "It's me, I'm walking too fast, you wipe it first sweat."

The little servant girl's bright eyes flickered, she was suddenly cared about by the young lady, her hands and feet seemed not to be her own, she turned around, the young lady is so gentle and beautiful.

Mu Hua searched all over her body and couldn't find a piece of handkerchief, and said with a smile, "I will remember to wear a handkerchief in the future, remembering that you are a girl."

"It's okay, it's okay, Miss doesn't need to take care of me, I can keep up." The little girl's face turned redder, and Nuo Nuo said: "I'll prepare a handkerchief for Miss."

What did she want to remind Miss just now?

Why can't I remember anything under the gentle gaze of the young lady, only remember the bright, warm and caring smile of the young lady.

Mu Hua picked up a petal, put it under her nose and sniffed it lightly, her lips swayed with joy, and a little warmth flowed from the corners of her eyes and brows, as if the ice and snow had just melted and the earth was rejuvenating.

The little maid's legs were weak, and she looked at the young lady obsessively.

The housekeeper who was chasing him stood upright, held the moon door with hanging flowers, swallowed his explanation, and couldn't bear to disturb Mu Hua.

Mu Hua sniffed the fragrance of the flowers lightly, and the people around her were also looking at the beauties.

Putting the petals back into the basket, Mu Hua pinched the tip of the little girl's nose, "The petals are quite fragrant, and I don't need to put petals or spices in my bath from now on."

"Why?" The little maid asked blankly, that's not what the lady said before, she always acted according to the standard of a noble lady in the capital.

There was a touch of playfulness on Mu Hua's lips, "What if the fragrance of the petals attracts bees instead of butterflies?"

She turned around smartly, "I don't want to be stared all over my body by bees."

"How could it be possible to attract bees?" The little girl looked puzzled, completely unable to understand what the lady meant, "The petals are all carefully selected..."

Mu Hua was stunned for a moment, and the sadness in her eyes was fleeting. After ten years of being trapped, her soul was still alive and reborn. When she died in battle, she was lucky enough that she shouldn't blame the Mengpo soup she drank when she was reincarnated for suddenly failing.

Modern memories are more unfortunate, scattered fragments, repaying their parents for their birth, dying for the country in both lives, and Mu Hua's status as a local tyrant is suitable for her.

"Sometimes I will tell you in detail the story of a foolish bird whose head was gnawed by bees."

"Is that an interesting story?"

"...How should I put it, there are many people who like it." Mu Hua dragged her chin with her arm, "It was a sensation, even in the army... I have seen some of it."

The little servant girl murmured: "Miss lied, the Daqin army wouldn't look at a stupid bird."

"The army does not refer to the Great Qin Army, it is an iron army capable of conquering the world and defending the dignity of the country."

She was once a member of that iron army, even though she died without regret!
Only a little bit of the army green that I once loved is left in the distant and vague memory.

Mu Hua laughed hard, "The little girl is so cute."

"I'm not a little maid." The girl stomped her feet, "Miss named me Dongmei, and said that maids from noble families are named after Gao Jie's plum."

Another honorable family? !
She didn't understand how much the original Mu Hua wanted to be the lady of a noble family.

A few clips flashed through my mind, Mu Hua worked hard to imitate the walk of the rich lady, even though she was ridiculed by them, she still humbly asked for advice, she is really a distressed silly child.

Xiao Muhua's hard work will only become a laughing stock.

"What was your original name, what will be your name in the future? The name your parents gave you is more precious than plum blossoms." Mu Hua cut off the memory of the original owner, "Even if a person with a dirty mind spends all day in plum blossoms, he won't be able to get plum blossoms." proud and noble."

"Father and mother called me...fat girl." The little girl covered her face with her hands, "It's not pleasant at all, isn't it, isn't it."

Because of this name, she was laughed at by her companions for a long time. Although she didn't like Dongmei very much, it was better than being called a fat girl. gone."

"It's a very interesting name." Mu Hua didn't smile, "Your parents saw you with their own eyes and hugged you before they could come up with a name that fit your body at that time. Fat girl, you are much happier than those babies born without expectations. gone."

There was once a girl who met her biological parents after she became sensible. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get her parents' praise and love, and she was always a lonely person.

　The heroine's soul was trapped on the spirit card for ten years. With a flash of lightning, the heroine's soul returned to Mu Hua's body when she died in battle ten years ago, and at the same time awakened some vague memories in modern times, just like Meng Po Tang's failure. It's not the same as time travel first and then rebirth. There are not many memory fragments involving modern times. It's just because Ye can't write the context of too ancient words. The heroine will always have the characteristics of a modern girl. If this is the case, why not add another life to her , The Meng Po soup she drank when she was reincarnated failed, not only was she reborn, but also awakened some memories.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)