Chapter 122: The children are sensible

Like Ning Yunyan, Lin Yier did not know his father’s decision.
She was lying on the bed, listening to the outside with a whisper, and continued to cry out, but she did not shed tears and reached out and carefully picked up the bed.
This is her bedroom, as always, except for the hoes who used to stand behind the front door.
After waking up that day, I didn’t see my own gimmicks. Not only did I follow the Xianglan in Qiyunlou, but all the serving gimmicks could not be seen.
I can’t see it. I’m going to do something. In order to maintain my reputation, of course, these gimmicks are responsible, or selling them, just like removing those old and rotten things and replacing them with new ones. Restart.
She didn't care about the lives of those gimmicks. What she cares about is how her father should vent her.
Thinking of this, Lin Biao's eyes were red, and her hatred made her face distorted.
Jun Hao, has now been caught in prison? Has it been abandoned by the Fang family? Already born to die, right?
It is too cheap to let her die, so she must be born to die.
As for himself, Lin Biaoer stretched out his hand and pinched his clothes. In the Yunyun Building, his father would definitely go round. Without his father’s will, his daughter’s reputation on the back was insulting. This is not only her reputation, but Lin’s reputation. The girls are all implicated and being pointed.
When the sky fell, there were family members holding it.
Lin Biaoer was a little relieved, and she still had to marry Ningjia to give her ten sons a son. This is also an opportunity.
When I die and bite Ning Yunyan, I don’t believe that Mrs. Ning is not jealous.
Now wait for my father to ask her the truth of the matter. Just ask, let the father follow her.
But it’s been two days, why didn’t the father come yet? The mother only cried and went away once.
Is it going to discuss how to do it?
Just thinking about the sound of footsteps outside.
coming.
Lin Biaoer was busy laying down his books and lying down.
The messy footsteps came in and it seemed that many people came in.
Shouldn’t the father and mother come quietly? How is it so messy? Lin Biaoer frowned, just want to cover her face and cry, the account was pulled open.
Two nostalgic servants stood by the bed.
Lin Biaoer was shocked.
"You..." she shouted.
Just opened her mouth, a servant quickly put a mass of cloth into her mouth.
Lin Biao almost fainted.
what happened? Has the family entered the robbers? How is this going?
"Miss, we are ordered to send you to the temple, you don't want to argue, don't be annoyed." The voice of the servant said in her ear.
what? Send me to the temple? Why send me a temple? What talents go to the temple? How can she go to the temple? She is Lin Biaoer, she is the father's twin daughter!
Lin Biaoer had to turn over like a fish, but the servant was very skilled to tie her with a cloth belt, and Lisuo lifted the bed, and the other two servants shook a list.
Lin Biao's eyes are black, just like her world is generally in darkness.
Impossible, impossible, this is impossible.
How is this going to happen?
Just on the sixth day of March, after the third day after the daughter's day, the inner house of Yangcheng everyone's portal discussed two news.
One is the daughter of the North Reunion's big house, and the other is the daughter of the Yangcheng County's main book, Lin Jia, who was sent to the temple.
Ning's daughter is fourteen years old, and Lin's daughter is fifteen years old. Just after her daughter's day, one will become another woman waiting for the flowering period to bloom, and one will die after she has not yet bloomed.
These two contrasts, the simultaneous occurrence of a joy and a sorrow can not help, but also make many people feel uneasy, especially those who have flowers that are expected to open their daughters.
Almost overnight, the daughters of Yangcheng Street alleys were much less, and the Tea House Golden Building no longer saw the ladies and gentlemen who were laughing and playing in the past.
It is said that some people have asked Mr. to ask his daughter to practice the words, while others have asked the Qinqin to teach the piano. More is to ask the daughter to practice the female red.
The bright March Yangchun, the daughters who should have been at home to avoid the cold and winter, appeared to add color to the spring scene. I didn’t expect the daughters to disappear, which made everyone feel inexplicably cold.

Would you like to go somewhere else?
asked Fang Yuxiu.
At this time, she and Jun Hao are coming out of a drugstore.
Jun Hao shook his head and went straight to the carriage. Fang Yuxiu naturally did not have to keep up with the car. The carriage slowly drove a corner and headed for a carriage.
"Let's get out." The coachman in the opposite carriage recognized the carriage that the flat-headed people could use. He shouted at the welcome whip. "Not long."
Fang Yuxiu frowned and picked up the curtain, and Jun Hao also looked outward. It seemed that there was a the opposite car who picked up the curtain and saw it.
As a carriage of Miss Martyrs, the flat-headed people are to avoid it. This is something that should be known without reminding. Who is so long-sighted?
The girl was not in a good mood. At this time, she was even more impatient. When she saw the opposite person, she suddenly looked awkward and immediately looked white.
"Let's get away," she said blurted.
The driver took the whip in his hand again.
"Get out." He shouted at the carriage opposite.
When the voice did not fall, she was slammed on the back by the lady with a teacup.
"I let you let go," the girl said, "Let it go, let them pass first."
The coachman stunned, but he did not dare to disobey. He jumped off the bus and took the carriage to the side of the road to avoid it.
Fang Yuxiu's eyes flashed in surprise, and looked at Miss Jun, Miss Jun's face is still calm.
"Let's go." Fang Yuxiu said to the coachman.
It was also awkward that the coachman had come back to the horse and the horse was passing along the road.
Miss Jun looked at the carriage on the side of the road. Although the carriage's curtain was laid down to cover the people inside, she could feel the girl in the car looking at her.
Jun Hao does not recognize this girl, only a vague memory, probably a member of the official lady, should be a family-like, or else you will not remember.
Although the family is in general, these girls are not afraid of the face of Jun, only ridicule and contempt.
But now Miss Jun is very sure that she is afraid, very scared.
Giving way to yourself can be attributed to courtesy, but fearing why?
This question was answered after returning home.
"Ning's 17th Miss is scheduled, the wedding period is scheduled for next May." Mrs. Fang said, "Miss Lin's lady was sent to the temple because of a hidden illness."
She looked at Miss Jun and looked complicated.
"This is a solution to your problem," she said.
The girls are the petite women at home, loved by the elders, the sisters are modest, the hoes are in awe, and the teenagers sneak in quietly on the street, the girls are envious.
The most irritating thing for them is that they don't get the beloved jewelry. The biggest sadness is that the dress is splashed and smudged. Besides, their days are smooth and the spring is bright. As for fear, fear never exists.
But this time they really understand what it means to be afraid and fear. Some people are not able to bully at will. It is not something that the family will maintain. It is not that when they can be carefree.
Some things can't be done, some people can't provoke them, otherwise they will be unlucky and their families will not be protected.
Miss Jun smiled.
"It’s good for children to be sensible," she said.

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