Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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Chapter 878 The Spring Festival Banquet

A breeze gently blew through, although still carrying a hint of winter chill, but also brought a rich floral fragrance, refreshing. The plum blossoms that belong to the cold winter there are still open, and the tender yellow spring flowers at the back have stretched out the branches to show their own fragrance. Looking far away, the cold and elegant orchid has also revealed its beauty.

Under the leadership of Gu Chunzhu, Mrs. Pan strolled the whole garden, wondering, and Gu Guzhu must tell her secret.

"Actually, these flowers should almost bloom at this time, just because of the shortcomings. As for more, I let go of the gardener in the house, or if you send the gardener in your house to talk about it for yourself, neither will I So that presbyopia can hand over the secret." Gu Chunzhu looked embarrassed and spread his hands to show that he could do nothing.

When Madam Pan heard this, she could only regret looking at the flowers in the courtyard for a long time, but suddenly she revived again, "I will try it even if the chance is not great!"

One after another, the invited ladies and ladies all arrived at the garden of the General Palace, gathered together to enjoy the wonderful scenery of early spring, while lamenting that they could not have this fairy technique to let their garden bloom.

Grandma Zheng is the leader of this spring banquet. After everyone came, she walked to the middle and said aloud to everyone, "Thank you ladies and wives for not giving up, come to my spring banquet at the invitation. If you just look at these Flowers and plants are also boring, how about playing some games in this early spring scenery?"

Mrs. Wei, who is closer to Gu Chunzhu, first came out and asked, "Grandma Zheng is kind, and it is also a blessing for me to see this scenery. As for the game, I don't know what Grandma Zheng thinks?"

"I want young girls to come if I want. One poem, two pianos, and three paintings are all very good projects." Grandma Zheng naturally has a long way to go, giving the three projects she envisioned to one by one Explained again.

Because Miss An'an and Mudan didn't follow Grandma Zheng, when she heard Grandma Zheng's commentary, she realized why she had tried hard to train them a few days ago. But... several of us have Grandma Zheng open the stove, I'm afraid it's unfair to other ladies. An An met his fellow friends from afar, and he was equally worried.

In the end, Grandma Zheng added another sentence to let some people feel relieved and start to get nervous at the same time, "I know that you will worry that some of An'an girls will know the problem early, so I decided to let them do the demonstration alone and not participate in the competition. "

An An silently vomited in your heart, but you did not let us participate in the game, but as a role model behind it will not unconsciously start to compare with us. Probably after hearing An An’s inner vomiting, Grandma Zheng let An An come out to write poems with the title "Early Spring".

Grandma Zheng gave an incense stick time for An An to write a poem. An An put away her messy thoughts, stood at the stone table and held a writing brush. After thinking for a few minutes, she quickly wrote and wrote her own work.

An An's words are not as gentle and small as a regular woman, but with some man's pride, and the poems he wrote are not about the scenery and love, but express the contrast between the landscape outside the customs and the current comfortable environment.

"Good!" Gu Chunzhu and Grandma Zheng have been standing behind An'an and watching, seeing the complete poem at the moment An'an collected the pen, could not help applauding his child's talent. Then Ms. Liu removed the paperweight, lifted it up and showed it to the people around, walked around to make sure everyone saw it.

"Next, please invite ladies to come to this poem full of spring charms. Can Miss Pan and Miss Wei bother you to play a soothing song?"

Ms. Pan and Ms. Wei readily agreed, and Shi Shiran walked to the piano, and Ms. Liu quickly arranged for someone to bring warm water to facilitate their clean hands. The crystallized water droplets on the cellulite are slowly wiped off by Supa, then open the side of the incense burner and slowly pour the powder, and use a small spoon to slowly smooth out.

When everything was ready, the heart calmed down, and the two began to talk with each other in a tacit understanding. You sang me and you. The young ladies who wrote poetry next to them also quietly followed the sound of the piano and settled in their creations.

Mrs. Pan and Mrs. Xiao looked at her daughter's so great piano performance with satisfaction, and they thought about giving a big red envelope to Grandma Zheng, and thank Chunchun Zhu for giving her family such a chance.

Gu Chunzhu sat in the pavilion a little further away, listening to the sound of the elegant piano and the subtle sounds of wind and water with his eyes closed, and his heart was peaceful and peaceful. It's rare to have such a leisurely moment since I've been in Beijing. Gu Chunzhu thought that he should find a day to take the children at home to go out on a spring tour, and he was also sullen in the small world of the General's Mansion.

Yi Xiangxiang's time passed quickly, and some young ladies thought that they hadn't suffocated a word, and could only stand in frustration to the end and try to hide their figure. And those talented girls who are widely known have shown their works one after another.

Everyone asked Grandma Zheng to hurry up and draw out one, two, three, but Grandma Zheng refused to be the judge. "I made the rules and launched this activity. If I do this jury again, I won't take too much work. It means. I think that the wife of the general can take this big responsibility."

Gu Chunzhu, who was sitting in the distance and enjoying the scenery leisurely, did not expect that the final "war" still spread behind her, and suddenly heard many people calling themselves not far away, she turned her head in a daze, "Why are you looking for me?" ?"

"I'm looking for you to be a judge. Hurry up and see, which one of your favorite poems is that?" Mrs. Pan was a big one who looked so lively, and ran to Gu Chunzhu with a stack in his hand White rice paper.

"You choose several representatives to score together, and finally the one with the highest score will be the first one." Gu Chunzhu thinks that she is a copper-stained businessman. Let her see if their mathematical ability can be returned. The poems are so elegant. The thing is still free. She narrowed her neck to avoid Mrs. Pan and reminded her to take care not to be blown into the lake by the wind.

When Grandma Zheng heard this, she felt a little more reasonable, and asked the wife present if she had volunteered to be a judge. The result is conceivable, no one is willing to come out, after all, who is willing to make this early bird, in case you did not choose a good offender can be done. As a result, the scene suddenly embarrassed again.

As the saying goes, the good or the bad spirit is still the naughty wind, but this time it brought not only something but also something.