A small peasant girl

Chapter 625
Part of the reason why the Liu family doesn't want the daughter of the Liu family to commit suicide is that they can make a big fuss about it with the help of the daughter of the Liu family.

Going to cry in front of the Holy One, the one who was the initiator, couldn't bear the pleadings, so he could only give the Liu family some gold and silver treasures to show his comfort to the people below.

On the other hand, the Liu family can take this opportunity to blame the Wangfu. Regardless of the rumors that the Wangfu is short of money, in the eyes of the Liu family, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. manifestation of benefits.

Regardless of the fact that the daughter of the Liu family is the daughter of a wealthy family, she has a more delicate mind than the average man, so she directly saw through the wishful thinking of the Liu family.

The current daughter of the Liu family has been reduced to a short-lived usable pawn, but this matter will eventually fade from being a poor victim in everyone's mouth to a breeze with the passage of time.

"Live well!" Xuanyuan Po didn't know what words to use to comfort the seriously injured woman in front of him. Firstly, they didn't have a deep friendship, and secondly, Xuanyuan Po's current attitude towards women was indifferent.

"Your sarcastic words are easy to say, but how difficult it is to do, do you know?" The daughter of the Liu family came here today because she wanted to kill her enemy, but she knew that Xuanyuan Po, who she wanted revenge wholeheartedly, was not in the incident. The culprit.

Without the obsession with revenge, the daughter of the Liu family returned to that person who looked like a walking corpse, just an empty and fleshy body, and her soul had long since disappeared without a trace when she was disfigured.

"That's why you have to live strong, so that you can have the last laugh." Xuanyuan Po is not a Bodhisattva, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as a devil, but today Xuanyuan Po saw a woman whose face was so disfigured that she couldn't see the shape of her face clearly. My heart also softened a little.

"So what if I laugh at the end, I can't go back to my appearance." The weeping daughter of the Liu family had a lovely and pitiful appearance, with a slightly weak posture. Most men would feel pity when they saw such a scene.

"Then think about it for yourself. Although death is a kind of relief, let the person who poisoned you have the last laugh. Whether it is worth it or not depends entirely on what you think." Xuanyuan Po seemed to see himself when he was young. , the helpless and confused self, the self who was suppressed by the eldest lady and wanted to commit suicide, was not much different from the woman in front of her.

A child who has no biological mother to take care of, a child who is regarded as a thorn in the side of the mistress of the palace, a child who is tortured everywhere, a child who is too thin to be able to protect himself, on that freezing night, suicide did flash in Xuanyuan Po's mind thought.

If it weren't for the wholehearted desire to avenge the lost mother, show some color to the man who indirectly killed the mother, and those who take pleasure in bullying him suffer, Xuanyuan Po would not go step by step position today.

At that time, Xuanyuan Po was very thin and weak, and he was not a talent for martial arts at all, but he overcame many difficulties and practiced martial arts that should not be underestimated.

"Yes, you're right, even if it's death, I'll find someone to cover my back." The daughter of the Liu family thought about it, wiped the tears from her face with her hands, but she was determined to be cruel, regardless of whether the future Liu family would tolerate her. She had to rely on her own hands to find out the murderer who ruined her life for this faceless pawn.

After sending away the daughter of the Liu family, Xuanyuan Po's mind fluctuated a little. Just a moment ago, he was still worried about Wenzi's comfort, but at this moment, he seemed to have an in-depth meeting with himself when he was young. Although the process and the result Neither was very friendly.

In the early morning of the second day, after Wenzi got up and had breakfast, he followed Wang Qingwen, acting as a little maid to serve him, and went to meet the old scholar who was about to teach in a private school.

Liu Kangtu and Wang Kunqian also followed. After a lot of training, the two of them have matured a lot. At least on their faces, they can already see some masculinity.

Wang Qingwen spent money to book a table in a famous restaurant in the town. Not only did he bring a gift to visit in person, but he also picked up the old scholar in a carriage.

Seeing that Wang Qingwen gave him great face, the old scholar felt very satisfied in his heart, and his self-esteem was even more respected.

It seems a bit fussy to think that an old man of his age can stay at home and enjoy the happiness of his children and grandchildren without going out to teach.

"Mr., if you are not in a hurry to go home, why not go to our newly built private school and see if there is anything you are not satisfied with. We will send someone to change it for you immediately." Wang Qingwen is naturally fond of reading. Bring respect, who makes the sages greater than everything else.

"Very good, very good." The old scholar also had the same intention, he wanted to witness with his own eyes what the Wang family built the private school, whether it was an embroidered pillow or not, the discrepancy was just for show.

The old scholar also wanted to use his knowledge to benefit the common people, but people like Wang Digai in the town, who had a lot of money and could not spend it in a few lifetimes, were very stingy in making some contributions in this regard.

The current Wang family's act of serving the common people made the old scholar a little suspicious. He was afraid that the Wang family just wanted to take this opportunity to make the Wang family's reputation for hypocrisy.

Arriving at Liujia Village, the old scholar who got off the carriage, looked at the vigorous appearance of Liujia Village, and kept nodding his head, satisfied with the living environment in the future.

"Old man, look, this is the private school that is about to be built." Wang Qingwen was like a guide, explaining what he knew to the old scholar one by one.

The men working around, seeing the old scholar, put down the tools in their hands one after another, and used simple and honest smiles to curry favor with their son's future mentor.

Along the way, Wenzi seemed very quiet, as if she had left her mouth at home, and only listened to the conversation between Wang Qingwen and the old man with her ears.

She also has great respect for the old man of this age, but she knows that she is a girl, and she is afraid that she will give a bad impression if she directly communicates with the old man.

Who makes women's status low? In some remote places, women who get married and have children don't even have the opportunity to sit on the table. When eating, they can only hold the rice bowl and sit on the low stool in the kitchen.

Wenzi still suffers from headaches from time to time, but she gradually finds that as long as she doesn't think hard, the headaches will disappear like melting ice.

Wenzi explained this symptom as the cause of excessive use of the brain. After all, the brain is extremely complex and fragile. A little inattention and damage to tiny nerves can change a living person into another appearance immediately, but why? , Wenzi these days, will Xuanyuan Po's handsome face appear in his mind?
　It's the second watch, and the rest of the third watch is estimated to be in the evening, now Yanhe has something to do, hehe, let's get off.On weekends, everyone eats, drinks, and has fun. :-)

　　
　
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