"Well, well, our little flower has the ability to punch and fly one."

When Bai Wenjing said this, she also looked at the door to see if the figure was still there.

Sure enough, the figure stood motionless at the door, as if waiting for the following.

Bai Wenjing couldn't help laughing, and even began to tease Xue Chang'an.

But now the most important thing is to let Xue Xiaohua face up to the pure feelings of this period without going astray, so he said, "this is a good thing. Since you have a friend you like, get to know him well. Do you usually play with him? For example, endorse together?"

Speaking of this, Xue Xiaohua is a little ashamed.

At the moment, she looked at her mother timidly and said cautiously, "I told you, don't hit me."

"You still want to cut first and then play? Tell me what it is first, and then I'll decide whether I'll hit you."

When Xue Xiaohua heard this, she pouted so that she could hang a soy sauce bottle. She dragged her skirt and shook constantly: "no, no, auntie, don't hit me."

Bai Wenjing thought about it and still insisted on his idea: "tell me what it is first."

"All right."

Xue Xiaohua sighed: "anyway, I'm not the material for learning. I don't believe my aunt and father. So when my husband talks about learning, I mostly doze off..."

Bai Wenjing was cold. His father taught him in the house and could learn something. It seems that he has not made any progress now when he is sent to school.

Seeing the change on her mother's face, Xue Xiaohua immediately jumped up and hugged her mother's legs and said, "ah Niang, you just promised me not to hit me..."

At the moment, Xue Xiaohua raised her face and looked at her. She looked both wronged and pathetic.

"That is to say, you just dozed off when your husband gave a lecture, and you never recited books with the man named Yixun?"

Xue Xiaohua nodded again and looked at her pitifully.

Bai Wenjing was not annoyed, but she thought it was a good opportunity.

Just looked at Xue Xiaohua, but made an appearance of wanting to talk and stopping, and finally sighed again.

"Aung, if you want to scold me, scold me. If you want to beat me, beat me."

As if she knew she had done something wrong, Xue Xiaohua lowered her head and said carefully.

She knows her mother loves her, but what can she do?

When her husband gave a lecture, she felt that it was very like coaxing her to sleep. She was distracted and soon fell asleep.

Sir did not ignore her. He grabbed her ear and asked her to stand and listen. In the end, it didn't work.

At last, the gentleman knocked her on the head three times with a ring and sighed, "you can't teach me."

Since then, she has never taught her much. Xue Xiaohua has a feeling of relief.

"I don't beat you or scold you. I'm just worried for you."

Bai Wenjing's words puzzled Xue Xiaohua.

"What are you worried about?"

"My mother asked you, have you often heard that a woman's lack of talent is virtue?"

After listening to Bai Wenjing's words, Xue Xiaohua ordered her head like mashing garlic.

"Yes, I've heard of it. I think it makes sense."

Bai Wenjing asked again, "do you think a girl with good appearance, good figure and talent will not find a satisfactory husband?"

"This..."

Xue Xiaohua thought for a moment and shook her head: "No. I heard the storyteller say that talented people love beautiful women. Those beautiful women know Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially those rich families and girls. If they look good, they all know, and they will choose to find the right husband."

Bai Wenjing smiled and said, "you understand the truth, but why don't you get confused on your own head?"

"Aung, you've made it clear. Why am I confused? Why can't I understand Aung's words more and more."

Bai Wenjing continued patiently: "since the boy named Yixun is white and handsome, many girls must like him and want to be friends with him."

Xue Xiaohua asked, "yes, yes, how does a Niang know? It's the one called Kong Nianyu. She pesters Yixun all day. Today she asked Yixun to drink lotus root powder at his house. It's annoying. Yixun doesn't want to go to her house."

"So you haven't been noticed by Yixun before, have you?"

Xue Xiaohua feels more magical. Her mother has never been to school. How do you know about their school?

"Well, it's true, because I often sleep in school and never talked to Yixun."

Bai Wenjing said, "that's because you're not good enough. If you're good enough, you'll have a bright spot and be seen by others."

"No." Xue Xiaohua stared at herself and said, "I think I have a lot of bright spots. For example, I look good. Many people say so."

This girl is really narcissistic. I really don't know who she inherited.

"But didn't Yi Xun find you? If you change, be as good as him and stand side by side with him, it will be a different result."

Bai Wenjing continued to guide. Xue Xiaohua gradually became interested and asked, "what a Niang said seems quite reasonable, but what should I do? I've lost so much homework..."

"Then from today on, we should change our words and deeds and learn to endorse. It's true that diligence can make up for weakness, so it's true to recite the book first."

Xue Xiaohua nodded: "I listened to Auntie. After dinner today, I endorsed. Aunt, auntie, can you tell me about the young man you met when you were young, but Dad?"

Bai Wenjing narrowed her eyes slightly, and the young man seemed to really have.

But it's not her, but the original owner's.

It seemed that when herding cattle on the hillside, she saw a young man from a distance, dressed in a green shirt, holding a book in his hand, endorsing while walking, but he accidentally fell into the river.

The young man was very embarrassed. She plopped and struggled in the water. She saw that she was going to be submerged in the water. She couldn't care so much anymore. She threw the cow rope in her hand into the water and tried her best to pull the young man out.

Later, the young man was saved, but she was beaten by her mother because the cow ran to someone else's wheat field to eat wheat.

Those dusty memories seem to be hers and the original Bai Wenjing.

But she could no longer remember the appearance of the young Lang Junqiao.

"Ah Niang?"

Xue Xiaohua pulled her back from her memory to reality. "Then what happened? Have you seen the boy again? Since you saved him, what did he say?"

"I can't remember that much."

No way, the original owner gave her so many memories, but it was simple and beautiful.

"I didn't expect that a Niang was also a hero in the world when she was young."