Oh my God, this piece of clothing can build a small house in her village without decoration.
She looked at those clothes dumbfounded, a little afraid to touch them, let alone think about wearing them on herself in the future.
After staring at those clothes for a long time, she came to the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror in disbelief. Wasn't she just wearing a light blue dress? Why did she look different from usual? It seemed a bit like
She has the temperament of an aristocratic lady like Xiaoxue.
She spun around in a circle and looked at the mirror again. The person in the mirror was still delicate and elegant, with an extraordinary temperament. She blinked again to make sure she had seen it correctly and then sighed, "I finally realized why I have a Buddha by gold.
It depends on the clothes!”
Yan Zhen was shaken awake by a burst of shaking.
She opened her eyes and asked confusedly, "What's wrong?"
Xiaoxue shouted loudly, "It's time to eat!"
Ah? Eat?
Yan Zhen's sensitivity jumped, and she suddenly lost all sleepiness and became extremely awake.
Xiaoxue's face was full of anger, "I'm so angry. You slept like a pig. I yelled at you for a long time until my throat hurt. From now on, you should be the one calling me to eat. Do you remember?"
Oh my god, she was just reading a book, and then she fell asleep on the table while she was reading, completely unaware that it was already dark.
Seeing that Xiaoxue was really angry, she said sheepishly, "Remember."
"Country girl, remember our meal times, breakfast is at seven o'clock, lunch is at twelve o'clock, and dinner is at nineteen o'clock."
"Yes, yes." Yan Zhen quickly apologized and said, "I can't help it, I am the master."
At the dinner table, Sheng Churong and Ning Hua'an lovingly served her food, which made Xiaoxue and Ning Ruxi very unhappy. Yan Zhen also knew that they were unhappy, but she didn't know how to refuse the kindness of her aunt and uncle. She looked at the bowl
She could only lower her head to eat the mountain of dishes, ignoring those two pairs of dissatisfied eyes.
While Yan Zhen was enjoying her meal, Sheng Churong suddenly asked softly, "Xiao Zhen, do you like it here? Have your brother and sister bullied you?"
Ning Ruxi and Xiaoxue immediately gave Yan Zhen a warning glance, and Yan Zhen felt a chill coming over her. Even if she had ten nerves, she would not dare to join them unless she no longer wanted to live.
Yan Zhen looked at Sheng Churong and said as softly as possible, "I like it here very much. Don't worry, aunt. My brother and sister are very good to me."
Sheng Churong looked at her doubtfully, "Really?"
Yan Zhen nodded desperately, "Xiaoxue bought me a lot of new clothes today and also gave me a cute Barbie doll."
Sheng Churong had a smile on her face, "Then I can rest assured, Xiaoxue, teach your sister how to dress up. Brother, you should take Xiao Zhen with you when you go out to play, so that she won't get bored staying at home alone."
Xiaoxue said obediently, "I know, Mom."
When Ning Ruxi didn't answer, Sheng Churong asked again, "Where's my brother?"
"Understood." Ning Ruxi picked up a piece of green vegetables and ate it gracefully.
Yan Zhen could tell that they were afraid of their aunt, just like she was also afraid of their mother. It seemed that most children in the world were both in love with and afraid of their mothers, because sometimes a gentle mother would turn into a tigress.