Three Hundred and Twenty-Six: When I Was Young, My Clothes Were Thin (9)

"This is the first time I've heard someone say this. Many students under my father's name think that Brother Ci was born with bad luck and regard him as ominous. They wish they could cover their noses with their sleeves as if he was a plague. Liewen" websiteWw W. "LieWen" ．CcAlthough we didn’t say anything openly, we kept away from him secretly.”

Wu Niang was very dissatisfied with the injustice suffered by Wei Ci. She also firmly believed in her opinion of Wei Ci. However, she was a small person and not many people would listen carefully to her words. Now that she met someone who had the same goals as her, she couldn't be happier.

"It's just the common people's opinion." Jiang Pengji curled her lips and said, "I don't know how many children are born on the same day and at the same time, do they all have the same fate? Could it be that children born on the 22nd day of the eighth month of the Kuiyou year all have the same fate? The reincarnation of Prime Minister Huangfu? It's just because he is so outstanding that others are jealous of him, so they can only use this stain to slander him."

"It's just that those people don't understand Brother Ci at all. They follow what everyone else says, have no brains of their own, and follow the trend all day long!"

Wu Niang felt energetic, clenched her fists and nodded, looking extremely happy.

Seeing this, Jiang Pengji couldn't help but smile.

Audiences in the live broadcast room also said that this little girl is so cute and feels completely different from the coquettish bitches outside.

[Old Driver Lian Meng]: Hahaha, does this little girl like Beauty Wei Ci?

[Noodle House Inn]: The little girl is still young, how do you know what it means to like or not? I feel like she is more like a star-chasing girl. Beauty Wei Ci is the idol she chases, so she does not allow outsiders to maliciously slander her idol and defends her reputation to the death.

[You dropped the remote control]: Please, in ancient times, there were so many girls who got married at the age of twelve or thirteen, how could they be too young?

[Nongfu Spring is a bit suspense]: Tsk, girls who get married at the age of twelve or thirteen are mostly from poor family backgrounds. Slightly wealthier families will definitely keep their daughters for a few more years, at least until they have hair extensions before getting married. How could Mr. Yuan Jing’s daughter’s family background be so bad?

Jiang Pengji also agreed with the audience in the live broadcast room that Wu Niang did have a male-female admiration for Wei Ci.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Like a slut!

Wu Niang was slightly uncomfortable with Jiang Pengji's eyes, and couldn't help but take a step back, with a slightly unnatural look on her face.

Jiang Pengji chuckled and revealed, "Are you happy and filial to your son?"

Wu Niang blushed.

Immediately, he broke the jar and said, "You just stayed in the tree for so long, you listened to everything you shouldn't have heard, and you asked questions knowingly. I just like brother Ci. My father said that he has an IKEA house and a comfortable home. If he were a husband, he would definitely not "Be wronged."

Wu Niang likes Wei Ci and even wants to marry him. It is definitely not because of his face. She is not that superficial.

There are many little sisters around me who are engaged to be married, but what kind of virtue is the husband’s family?

Thanks to her status as "Mr. Yuan Jing's daughter", she occasionally went to the academy to deliver food to her father, and she always heard some gossip.

When a man is not married yet, the maids around him are at odds with each other, and they even make concubines to embarrass his legitimate wife.

Even more extreme, it is not impossible to directly spoil the concubine and destroy the wife.

Because of Mr. Yuan Jing's open-mindedness, Wu Niang naturally wanted to choose the one that suits her. Not only should she love her, but she would also understand and pity her.

When Sanwu gave birth to a baby, the servants wanted to throw Sanwu away so as not to die in the house and bring bad luck.

She had no choice but to go to Wei Ci for help. After hearing this, the other party did not regard the lives of Sanwu mother and son as trivial. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves and did not dislike the blood. He was not angry at Sanwu for scratching him when he was in pain. Deliver the baby for Sanwu seriously.

Anyway, Wu Niang really liked Wei Ci after this incident.

IKEA?

The corner of Jiang Pengji's mouth twitched. It was the first time she heard such a comment. The audience in the live broadcast room almost exploded, with 666s filling the screen.

[Liangliang Wang Situ]: The Chinese teacher died early, please ask someone to explain, what is IKEA?

[Musician Zhuge Qinmo]: When a peach is born, it burns its beautiful son back home, and it is a good place to live in a good home... You can understand the meaning yourself.

I felt like I was reading a fake Book of Songs.

Jiang Pengji held back her laughter and said, "If you like it, just tell him directly. As a filial person, no matter whether you accept it or not, he will not publicize this matter to ruin your reputation."

Wu Niang said in frustration, "But Brother Ci has someone in his heart. He is a serious person, so I don't bother to rob him."

"So?" Jiang Pengji asked.

"So, I hope he will be with his sweetheart soon. He is already twenty-one this year, and it will be really difficult for him to delay it any longer." Wu Niang pouted, feeling a little sad, and said awkwardly, "Anyway, I will be here this year. He’s only thirteen, there will definitely be a good husband.”

"That's true."

Jiang Pengji liked Wuniang's open-minded character very much.

Mr. Yuan Jing is very good at raising daughters.

Audiences in the live broadcast room also expressed that they were fans of Wu Niang.

Didn’t you see that many women who fight at home adhere to the principle of "the person I like must like me and respond to my feelings, otherwise he will be a heartless person". How many grievances and hatreds have evolved from such unreasonable reasons?

It is precisely because of Wu Niang's open-mindedness and cuteness that she is particularly special.

"Hey, after talking so much, I still don't know which of my father's students you are."

Jiang Pengji smiled gently and said, "My name is Liu Xi. If you don't want to give up, you can call me Lanting."

Wu Niang opened her eyes wide in surprise, and after a long time she said angrily, "Sure enough, the rumors cannot be trusted."

"What rumors?"

"Everyone says that Liu Xi is just a heretic, a playboy who walks around Zhangtai in his spare time, and is another example of a tiger father and a dog son." Wu Niang tilted her head and secretly looked at Jiang Pengji, but was caught by the other party's gaze. She couldn't help blushing and said shyly, "I dare not say anything else, but at least you see more clearly than those people. If all the playboys are like you, they are not playboys."

Jiang Pengji was about to laugh, but her eyes caught a barrage and she almost froze.

[Uncle Soldier]: Anchor, it's very dangerous, this girl wants to tease you.

"The little girl has a keen eye for talent!" She naturally praised Wu Niang and herself.

Wu Niang was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that this person was shamelessly praising herself, and she burst out laughing.

Jiang Pengji urged, "It's getting late, go back quickly, we still have to worship the goddess of flowers."

"Okay."

Wu Niang nodded, found a direction with fewer people, and trotted away.

Jiang Pengji stood there with her arms crossed, and after a while she walked straight behind a pear tree.

"You didn't feel moved when the girl said she liked you in person?"

Behind the tree, Wei Ci felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and he dodged backwards in fear, hitting his head against the tree trunk.

"It seems that you really have a crush on someone, so you have the heart to reject the girl's feelings?"

Wei Ci looked more serious than ever, his thin lips tightly pursed, and he looked at Jiang Pengji sharply.

"This is related to Wu Niang's reputation, don't mention it again."