Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 354

She's cooking at home. But I can't say that, or people will think I'm unfilial. "She's playing with Xiaoyezi."

"The leaves at your sister-in-law's house are so lush and green!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

"When have we ever seen such a beautiful child!"

"It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they are gods descended to earth."

"I think he's just a young attendant of the Bodhisattva!"

Everyone was exaggerating, and I was just echoing them.

That damned boy is nothing but a treacherous general under Satan. "Oh, no, no, nothing compares to the beauty of 'Late Night' at Sister Sun's house."

"Speaking of Ye Shen, we are so grateful to Mr. Mu for helping us with the name. If it were us farmers, the whole village would probably be full of hoes and sickles!"

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha!"

"Haha!" I laughed along with him. Leaving the place where I used to live, I felt that this kind of carefree laughter was what life was all about.

"Mr. Mu is the only scholar in our village, but it's a good thing for our little rascal."

"Yes, if Mr. Mu hadn't been so forgiving of our child's stupidity, my Monkey Three would probably still be a wild monkey."

"Haha! The Lin family is always joking!"

"Isn't Sister-in-law Sun the same?"

"Ha ha!"

"Hey! Sister-in-law Mu, I just saw Mr. Mu and Brother Mu rushing out. What happened?"

"Hehe, they've gone down to the ground!"

Sister-in-law Sun put down her needlework, looked at me seriously and said, "That's where you went wrong. How could you let Mr. Mu get out of bed?"

"If he doesn't go, am I supposed to go?" "He likes it; he often says it's fun, and he even wrote a poem to celebrate that he can finally farm." Nobody believes that. He and Wu Hui spent half a year just deciding who would sow the seeds on that plot of land.

"What poem?" Everyone looked at me curiously, their blind admiration for my son, Qianqian, was evident.

"That's right, Sister Mu, please read it aloud so we can learn something."

Ah, it's rare to find someone who can read. "I'll make a fool of myself with this: A half-acre pond opens like a mirror, reflecting the sky and clouds." The rest is best left unsaid; Fang Zheng wouldn't understand it anyway.

Sister-in-law Gui exclaimed in surprise, "A poem! My husband probably wouldn't be able to write a single poem in his entire life." "Sister-in-law Gui, he wouldn't be able to come up with a single word even if he tried his whole life."

"Ha ha."

Everyone burst into laughter, and I smiled back with a smug grin. There wasn't anything really funny, but I just wanted to laugh.

Sister-in-law Sun smiled at Sister-in-law Gui: "As long as there's hope for your Gui Xiaoliu, that's good enough."

“I follow Mr. Mu around every day. If my sixth son can write poetry in the future, I will treat Mrs. Mu with the same reverence I would show to a Bodhisattva.”

"Ha ha."

It was just a joke, but who could have predicted that today's speculation would be more real than they imagined, and would cause these simple village children to lose their way back?

"What is Sister-in-law Sun embroidering?"

"Repair a pair of shoes for the night."

"Your hands are so skillful." I haven't touched a needle in a long time, and the embroidery is so beautiful, both in terms of the stitches and the design.

"Does Sister-in-law Mu like it?"

I quickly shook my head, afraid that if I took it back, my mother would make me embroider it.

"Sister-in-law Mu has so much free time every day!"

"Hehe!" A silly laugh...

"Sister-in-law Mu, I think I heard Aunt Mu calling you."

"The Wang family is here. What will they learn from us today?"

"My mother?"

"yes."

I'll go back and take a look.

"Sister-in-law Sun, I'm leaving now."

"Take care, Sister Mu."

"Bring Shui Ling with you next time you go out."

Oh dear, I have a son, not a daughter: "Okay!"

[The Beauty's Smile: Chapter 142]