Bao'er was smiling and rushing towards her mother, but found that her mother not only did not open her arms to welcome her, but also extended her palms towards her and hurriedly shouted: "Mom!"
When Mrs. Long heard the voice of her daughter, she closed her palms, but was hit by Bao'er. She turned her back to the sky and fell to the ground to be Bao'er's flesh mat.
Her head hit the ground hard, and there was a bit of pain as if her head was exploding. A tear flowed from the corner of Mrs. Long's eyes. It was so painful!
Bao'er scrambled to his feet and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mother, Bao'er was wrong!"
Mrs. Long sat up and touched the back of her head with her hands. A huge bag was growing...
Mrs. Long rolled her eyes at her daughter. This little lunatic has never been serious. When she stood up, she felt a little dizzy. She fell down hard. She hurriedly went back to try the medicinal wine. Let’s talk about the pre-marriage education class tomorrow.
Bar.
She held Bao'er's hand and was about to take Bao'er to her room to freshen up. This child couldn't do anything without someone else, but he was going to be a concubine and serve the emperor. How could this be a good thing?
The mother-in-law left each other. The sunshine today was really good, and it shone brightly everywhere, including the small picture album embroidered with silver and gold on the ground. The front of the small picture album was facing up, and you could see four loose gold and ink characters... Jade Girl...
Heart Sutra!
Well, um, Mrs. Long, what do you want to do?
Bao'er complained loudly and picked up the wolf hair, dipped the inkstone full of ink, thought for a while, picked up the pen and wrote three big characters from top to bottom on the white rice paper.
Then she tilted her head and admired it. Generally speaking, it would take her a long time to appreciate it when she wrote three or four words. It was just a waste of time.
Baoer clasped his left hand behind his back, shaking his head, as if admiring it greatly.
Mrs. Long ignored her and sipped tea leisurely. She knew her daughter's writing skills.
However, Feng'er on the side couldn't help but join in the fun. She studied the ink along with her, then took a look at Bao'er's ink, and was shocked: "Miss, what are you writing?"
Bao'er raised his chin and said, "You don't know how to read it yourself!"
Feng'er pointed at the word and read it in disbelief: "Lin-------dan-------big!"
Mrs. Long couldn't spit out a sip of tea, she choked in her throat, and coughed rapidly. Bao'er hurriedly came over to beat her mother's back. After a few beats, she suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the little black mark on Mrs. Long's back.
I looked at my little hands stained with ink and laughed...
Mrs. Long finally regained her composure, and stood up to see what the hell Bao'er had written ------- three words connected together, crookedly. It turned out to be Lin -------
---Egg----------Big.
Mrs. Long's face turned dark. What the hell was Bao'er doing? What did he write like this? She felt embarrassed and asked, "Explain yourself..."
Bao'er scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Mom, what do you want me to explain?"
Mrs. Long asked unhappily: "What are you writing?" Although she felt sorry for Bao'er and doted on her a little, she still insisted on the issue of principle. How could a girl's family write such vulgar things? What's more, Bao'er also
If you want to marry into the palace as a concubine, you must pay more attention to your words and deeds.
Bao'er stretched out his head, with a cute smile on his face, and pointed to his mother one by one with his little hands: "These are obviously three words, Chu Zhongtian!"
Wow, Bao'er's characters are too sticky. As a result, the lower half of Chu and the middle character plus a horizontal line on the head of the word "天" happened to have a black dot character for fun, which together happened to be an egg! After adding the character "林" above "chu", the word "天下"
The big characters on the side, don’t they just mean Lin----Dan----大.
Mrs. Long couldn't laugh or cry. Chu Zhongtian was the pseudonym of Prince Hanlie of Chu State. Bao'er probably wrote it because his name was simple. Alas, this Bao'er really can't help it! The urgent training these days has been nothing.
If there is no result, what should we do? It is better to train one or two smarter girls to accompany Baoer in the palace.
Feng'er is very loyal, but she is not smart enough, deep enough, or flexible enough! Mrs. Long slowly thought about the suitable candidate in her heart.
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Baoer looked like it and jumped back on one foot, left, right, and back... I'm confused, does anyone still take three steps forward and back a little when walking?
She is in a good mood. My dear mother has finally figured it out. She knows that Bao'er is not wood, so of course he cannot be carved. Now he is looking for maids everywhere.
In the past, the standard for choosing a maid was to be lively and cute, able to make Bao'er happy, and like a playmate. This time, the maid should be steady, calm, sensible, and intelligent, like a sister.
So today Bao'er feels very relaxed and at ease. She is enjoying herself alone in her small garden. Originally, she is a very natural and innocent person who can interact with nature and truly enjoy the cool breeze, warm sun and blue sky.
The happiness that white clouds bring to people.
Bengbengbeng... what did she see?
A book, Bao'er doesn't like reading very much, hum, I can't see...
Baoer continued to jump left and right...
Then, she jumped back and found that this was no ordinary book, it was a picture album!
Bao'er jumped over the cloud and picked it up.
Wakaka...
What is this!
Bao'er's eyes were so wide that they were about to fall out!
Oh my god! She threw it away quickly, as if the book had bitten her little hand.
Bao'er's snow-white face immediately turned pink with a pink blush. She covered her red mouth with her white and tender little fingers and stared at the strange book in surprise like a monster!
Before she could recover, Mrs. Long came looking for her.
She came here this morning and took Bao'er to write. She found that Bao'er really didn't have the talent for palace fighting. Bao'er couldn't pick up any of the eighteen weapons at her daughter's house and couldn't put them down, so she quickly gathered all the loyal girls in the family.
Call over to choose a maid for Bao'er.
It happened that she touched her sleeve and realized that the book was gone. She seemed to be frightened, and did not dare to ask for help. She recalled the places she had been to in the morning and searched all the way here.
I happened to see Bao'er's shocked look.
The shy and timid little beauty standing on the bluestone under the fruit tree, the little baby with one hand playing with her skirt cutely and the other in her mouth, those round and bright eyes.
Her big bright eyes perfectly set off the owner's cuteness and petiteness.
What a distressing little look! He is totally a child! Alas! Young Emperor Han Jie is not bad, but Bao'er is just too young. I'm afraid Bao'er won't be able to bear the joy of flying and fish and water.