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Are you rushing to reincarnate?

When Wanxu heard Wanqing praise her, she quickly lowered her head, and her face turned slightly red. She took the purse and tied the plum blossoms and luozi. The plum blossoms and luozi were helped by Shuyun. It was very beautiful. Wanxu became more and more satisfied with her eyes. Her eyes were shining, and she looked at Shuyun almost admiringly, and she almost drifted up.

The old lady over there was just pretending to sleep. When she heard a few people laughing and chatting, she opened her eyes, and her eyebrows were full of kindness and kindness. She smiled and said, "I've finished embroidered my purse, I'll show it to my grandmother."

Wanxu stood up quickly. After a few days of getting along, Wanqing enlightenment was also revealed. Wanxu was much more cheerful. As a child, she was very forgot about her nature and told her that she would let her go. Once she was relieved, her heart would be cheerful and her human beings became more aura. Now she saw the old lady looking at her purse, and she was afraid that she would be anxious, so she spread her legs and ran away.

Wanrong walked into the house with a jade-like bird screen over the flower-carved mountain bird screen. Her steps were a little bigger and just ran into Wanxu. Wanxu was holding a purse in her hand. With this collision, the purse was directly knocked out, and she herself was bounced to the ground. Fortunately, there was a thick velvet blanket on the ground, but the purse fell into the charcoal basin.

"I'm trying to die, I'm so anxious to go and surrender..." Wan Rong was hit suddenly and blurted out subconsciously and cursed. When she felt that it was the old lady's house, she hurriedly closed her mouth and looked up at the old lady. The old lady looked angry and her eyebrows frowned. She was obviously angry. Wan Rong wanted to strangle Wan Xu to death. She hadn't scolded anyone in front of the old lady.

Wanxu lay on the ground, Wanqing hurriedly stood up to help her up, carefully patted the dust on her clothes, and asked worriedly, "Does it hurt when it falls?"

Wanxu opened her mouth and shook her head, raised her eyes to look at the purse that was thrown into the charcoal furnace. Her eyes were blocked by Shuyun, and Shuyun's screams were heard in her ears, "Oh, it's burned."

Shuyun took the purse and turned around and handed it to Wanqing's hand. One corner had been burned, and the plum blossoms were burned out. When Wanxu saw it, her eyes turned red and tears as big as beans fell. Wanqing knew how much she cherished this purse. She cherished it for the first time even if she looked ugly. When Wanqing was seven years old, she was still pressing under the box.

Wanqing was about to persuade him, but Wanrong saw Wanqing help Wanxu up and gritted her teeth. The old lady must have heard what she said just now. If she first reacted and helped Wanxu up and comforted her softly, the old lady would not be too angry.

At this moment, I saw Wan Xuba crying, so I hurriedly squatted down, wiped her tears with a veil, and whispered: "Fifth sister, don't cry, it's because my sister is not good. I didn't see you running over."

Although she was apologizing, the meaning inside and outside was that everyone could hear it. It was not her fault to hit someone. Who told her to run in the house deserved to be hit.

He looked at the purse in Wanqing's hand again, and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes, "If the purse is burned out, it will be burned out. I will turn around and my sister will compensate you one."

Wanqing was a little displeased when she heard this. Wanxu stabbed ten fingers and took three days to make the purse. She said lightly that she compensated one and then wiped it. She immediately said to Shu Yun: "Go outside and see why the second girl is here, no one informed me."

When Wanrong saw this, she hurriedly said, "No need to go, I won't let them inform you."

A sneer flashed across Wanqing's mouth, patted Wanxu's back, and whispered, "Wanxu, don't cry, it's not your fault to hit the second sister. You don't know that someone came in outside and your purse is burnt out. Is it enough for my grandfather to make one again tomorrow. Will your hands still hurt? Shuyun, go get the ointment."

After saying that, he pulled Wanxu and sat on the chair beside him. Shuyun took the medicine, and Wanqing hurriedly applied Wanxu.

When Wanrong heard this, his eyes came out viciously, glared at Wanqing and Wanxu fiercely, and snorted a contempt from his nose, turned around and went to the old lady, and greeted her as if nothing had happened. Then she sat down next to the old lady, and said sadly, "Grandmother, my granddaughter is afraid that she can't attend the plum blossom banquet this time."

On the other side, Mother Wang brought the tea, Wan Rong hurriedly handed it to the old lady with her own hands. The old lady took the tea, plucked the lid of the tea cup a few times, took a sip, and then asked, "What happened again."

Wanrong was happy when she heard this. The old lady was not angry with her. She hurriedly took out the torn red invitation in her arms, handed it to the old lady, and said with a grievance, "Grandma, look, it's torn."

Wanrong was also helpless. Last time, she helped Wanyu get Wanqing's hundred-life map, but that bitch said that it was nothing to do with her. It was the eldest lady who asked Wanqing for it. If she wanted her to take her to the plum blossom banquet, she had to give the thousand-life scroll to her. Wanrong was not willing to do so, and she had to deal with it. But a few days later, Wanyu just refused to let go. Wanrong forced her to helplessly and then came to ask the old lady for help.

Wanqing helped Wanxu to apply medicine and led her forward. When she saw the torn invitation, she remembered the scene where Wanrong and Wanyu collaborated to give up the 100th birthday picture. She could guess two points in her heart. It must be that Wanyu asked her to ask for what she wanted in exchange for. She didn't want to give it, so she made up her mind to the old lady.

Seeing the old lady frowned, Wanrong choked and said in a sob, "Last time, my granddaughter heard that my mother returned the harsh money she had for many years to her third and fifth sisters. My mother often deducted her granddaughter on weekdays, so she thought that she might be able to come back, so she went to ask her for it. Not only did her mother not give it but also punished me. At that time, Prince Ning's Mansion sent an invitation. Wanyu held my invitation in her hand and refused to give it, which made the invitation break."

Wan Qingbao heard that this time, Wan Rong not only wanted an invitation, but also asked the old lady to help her get the eldest lady's harsh monthly routine. She would get the bargain. Last time, the eldest lady would take out the money she had greedy, which was completely in the face of the loss. Now that the matter is over, wouldn't she say this again? Wouldn't she let the old lady break up with the eldest lady?

Wanqing looked at the invitation in the old lady's hand, blinked her eyes deliberately, and said, "It's all tangled in half. It seems that the plum blossom banquet cannot be gone. Second sister should not be too sad. It's just to appreciate the plum blossoms. The plum blossoms in the grandmother's yard are blooming very well. You can't find a grandmother now. There is no way to find a grandmother. Only Wanyu has invitations in the mansion. You can't ask grandmother to come to you, right?"

Wanrong bit her lip and wanted to sew Wanqing's mouth on her. She didn't say anything, and no one thought she was mute. Sure enough, when the old lady heard it, she nodded and said, "The invitations are torn up now. I'm afraid it's not right to go there. You have been there a few times, so it's not a problem to go there any less."
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