Chongfei Manual

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On the night of the night, Wei Zheng launched a fever and shouted "Niang." Jin Zheng, who was around Wei Zheng, slammed Wei Kun's door in a panic and said that he was not sure how serious it was. Wei Kun wore a dark green bamboo pleat cloak and let people go to the doctor overnight. After the doctor saw it, he said that he only infected the ordinary cold, and covered a few more bed quilts. He took another prescription and drank a bowl of medicine the next day.

After sending the doctor away, Wei Kun ordered the silver wind and the silver building around Wei Zheng to take medicine and decocting medicine. After the medicine came over, he personally fed Wei Zheng and left.

Early the next morning, as the doctor said, Wei Zheng’s burnout and people were sober.

Today is the first day of Mr.’s lecture. She had to go to Mr. Xue’s lecture, but she wrapped herself in the quilt and did not move. The silver building called several times at the bed. She always refused. The silver building thought she was uncomfortable. She had not recovered from the disease. She ran to Wei Kun for a day off for Wei Zheng. Wei Kun listened and allowed her to go to class tomorrow.

When the silver building came back, she still stayed in bed and did not move.

Yinlou thought she was sleeping, but she didn't expect to be close, but found that she was hiding in the quilt and secretly wiped her tears. It was so sad to cry, and the bedding underneath was smashed and smashed. The silver building was shocked and screamed softly: "Miss Wu, you..."

Wei Zheng shrank and grabbed a cover on his head. This is even more tightly wrapped, and no one can see it.

The silver building was in a hurry and turned around at the bedside. She thought that she was doing something. She was busy calling the gold and silver winds together to discuss countermeasures. She is not what it is, that is, her heart is too uncomfortable, and her blockage is terrible. The children don’t know how to vent their emotions, only crying this way.

Wei Zheng went to the Ginkgo Garden yesterday and said that the grievances he had suffered were related to Du Shi. Du Shi was so angry that Wei Wei was a "small monk." She was standing by the pool at the time. If it wasn't for Wei Wei to push her, she couldn't fall into it. Du Shi wanted to find Wei Kun to discuss, and learned from the lessons of Wei Wei, but even Wei Kun could not see the face... She was next to her, watching her mother embarrassed, and the mother who was high on the day fell to the mud. In the end, I saw the side through the next person... She looked a little sad, didn't want her mother to whisper for herself, she rushed over and held Du's leg and said, "Don't see you, A Niang, I don't see. Oh... I don't hurt..."

What happened then?

Later, Du Shi cried for a long time, she could feel the mother's despair and helplessness. Du's tears ran into her neck along her cheeks, and it was very hot. She was still young and could not understand her mother's feelings, but she knew that her mother was crying, so she cried too.

Why are they going to be like this?

Du Shi said to her ear: "It’s all Wei Wei, both Wei Wei and her mother."

The voice seemed to be hypnotized, and a voice was poured into her ear. She gradually stopped crying and remembered Du's words in her heart. Wei Wei is not good for them, Wei Wei is not hurting her mother... A Niang said that she can no longer be so self-willed, she must learn to be smart, it is better to be smarter than Wei Wei, who will like her more. Will take A Niang back from the ginkgo garden.

Wei Zheng trapped himself in bed for a whole day, didn't eat and didn't talk, as if he had changed a person.

Kim Min Jong told Wei Wei about the things in Wei Zheng’s room. At that time, Wei Weigang came back from Mr. Xue’s study room and was preparing to use lunch. He heard “oh”, no big reaction, pointing to the table. Chicken silk velvet porridge said: "Golden sister, I have to drink."

She and Chang Hong learned a half-day class this morning and have been hungry. Mr. Xue Lao taught them to write large characters, teach them by hand, and teach them extremely seriously. She and Chang Hong did not dare to neglect, they followed the writing one by one, and they were sour in the morning. It is important to eat, she has no time to waste time on irrelevant people.

Is Wei Zheng finally going to open up? To be honest, she is somewhat expecting.

Wei Zheng is so stupid, she has no sense of accomplishment even if she wins.

This is very good. It should be more uncomfortable to throw up and fall heavily.

*

After a few days, Wei Zheng was very quiet, as if he had stopped, and he seemed to be thinking about life.

It’s hard for her to think so much about her age. So that she even listened to Mr. lectures are absent-minded, often distracted, causing the two gentlemen to be greatly dissatisfied. In contrast, Wei Wei has a lot of savvy and sensible things. She listened to the class seriously, plus she learned a little bit in her life, and the words were still neat. Mr. Xue Lao often praised Wei Wei in front of Wei Kun, saying that she is smart, savvy and sensible, and very flattering.

Wei Kun is a father and he is naturally proud to hear this.

When Wei Wei finished the course of the day, he would call Wei Wei to the study room and ask her what she had learned today, but what could not be understood. This is that Chang Hong has no treatment, enough to see how Wei Kun is interested in her. Sometimes Wei Wei was too tired to answer, and he was stunned on his lap. His voice was sweet: "Auntie is learning during the day, studying at night, too tired... Look, I am so swollen in writing today. "Speaking of holding up the white and tender little hand, put him in front of Wei Kun."

Wei Kun was looking at the sun outside the window. When he saw the fingertips, it was really red. He suddenly felt distressed. He got his hands and groaned. "Good, don't ask. Auntie is the smartest, rest assured."

From then on, Wei Kun did not question the aunt's work.

Since Wei Kun had said that, he really brought Wei Wei himself, and he came back from the Hanlin Academy every day. The first question was "How Miss Four is today." He took a lot of time to accompany Wei Wei, the little girl should be raised, no mother, Wei Kun will be a beggar and be a mother, can not bear her any grievances. There are more and more new clothes and new dresses in Wei Wei's house. After the season, the other ladies in the house only make four sets. Each of them has made 12 sets, all of which are paid by Wei Kun. In addition to these, there are a lot of little girls like pets, accessories, toys... as many, even more than others.

Wei Kun knows that Wei Wei is fun, worried that she will not be able to calm down in the future, and her mind is impetuous. She opened a flower shed behind the pine garden, which planted orchids, chrysanthemums, peony, peony and other flowers. He took the aunts to water the flowers every day, watching them grow up day by day, and Kwa Aya was better than these flowers.

The relationship between the father and the daughter is growing, so that even Chang Hong is jealous: "Don't always look for aunt, Auntie has no time to accompany me."

Wei Kun laughed and laughed at him with his head.

On the other side, Wei Zheng looked at me silently. She was much quieter than before, as if she grew up a lot overnight. The brain is also alive, not as stupid as before. For example, now she runs over and smiles and asks: "Hey, I like this pot of jade, give it to me?"

If it was before, she must have kicked the pot over when she got up.

Yu Lingling is a white daffodil, with a piece of petals crystal clear and fragrant. This pot of jade lingering should have fallen before a month ago, but because the aunts cultivated well, the hard life extended the flowering period by about one month. Now Wei Zheng wants, Wei Kun certainly will not give her immediately, but said: "This is the flower that your four sisters raise, you should ask her, if she promised, your potted flower is yours."

Wei Zheng turned to look at Wei Wei, the round apple face, and smiled and asked: "Wei Wei, give me this pot of flowers, okay?"

Wei Wei didn't want to send it, but she took care of it for a long time. Wei Zheng wouldn't raise flowers. What if she didn't raise it? She snorted slowly and said: "No, I like this pot of flowers. I will give it to you, then what should I do?"

Wei Zheng pointed to the flower shed behind her. "You still have so many flowers... I only need one basin."

It is probably too poor for Wei Zheng’s appearance. Wei Kun is somewhat soft-hearted. He wants to persuade Wei Wei to give this pot of jade to his sister. Who knows that he just said two words: “Auntie...”

Wei Wei asked his head: "I have so many flowers, I have raised them with you. If you want me to give them, why?"

Although she is young, her excuse is very strong, her own things are her own, and others can't touch it. Wei Kun is her father, but it is clear that I am naturally embarrassed to persuade.

She disagreed, Wei Zheng did not have a strong reason, and seeing Wei Kun's appearance is to make up his mind who does not help, standing on the side pretending to cut the flower branches, and erecting ears.

Wei Zheng flat mouth, muttered: "I am your sister... I can't do a pot of flowers with you?"

At this time, I know that I am a sister?

Auntie blinked in confusion, and walked over to pull Wei Kun's sleeves. "Hey, Wei Zheng said that she is my sister, but why have I never heard her call my sister?"

Wei Kun coughed and looked at Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng’s face was red, and this was a move of a rock to lick her own feet. She swallowed and vomited for a long time and finally called out “four sisters”.

Wei Wei's lips smirked, and finally she gave her a pot of pansy. This kind of flower is not rare, can be seen everywhere, Wei Zheng holding a flower pot, my heart is terrible, reluctant to say "thank you sister", then turned back to his house.

*

After the weather enters the summer, it will be until the Dragon Boat Festival.

This time, Wei Wei, in addition to raising flowers and fishing, the favorite thing to go is Han's room. There are a lot of weird things in Han’s house. It is said to be the secret recipe of the palace. The bottle and jar are filled with a whole dressing table. This is a skin rejuvenation. It is whitening, and it can make the jade body fragrant. Of course, there are many things that the daughter used in private places. Han’s seeing Auntie was young and she didn’t finish it with her.

Wei Wei finished the etiquette every day, then came to her to play with the perfume, Yulu, this try to touch. Han rarely saw a child who was concerned about these things. At first, he felt that it was fun. After each new thing was made, he took Wei Wei to try together. Or contain a piece of fragrant pill, or take a bath with fragrant dew. These things not only add petals, but also mix a little medicinal herbs, which is good for the body. It is no problem for children to try. However, in just one month, Wei Wei’s face was three points more tender than the original. It’s not bad. Now it’s as if it’s dripping out of water, white and red, and shining.

This is only six years old. If I grow up, I don’t know how to look good.

It is not an exaggeration to say a small disaster.

A few days before the Dragon Boat Festival, Zhongyi Bofu visited the door and took two brothers and sisters, Song Hui and Song Ruwei. Zhongyi Bo Shizi, Song Baiye and his wife, Xu were preparing to go back to Luoyang. Xu’s mother was ill, and the husband and wife decided to return to Luoyang to visit. Because the road was far away, there was no plan to let Song Hui and Song Ruwei go back. In addition, after the Dragon Boat Festival, the palace would have to celebrate the birthday of the emperor. The loyalty of the loyalty is high. If it is inconvenient to move, then Song Hui will go to the palace to represent Chen Zhongyi. Queen Heshou. As a result, Song Hui can't go back.

This time, Song Baiye came to hope that the two families would move around. During the time when he and Xu were not in Beijing, the British government could help Zhongyi Bofu.