Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Wangshu certainly didn't have this ability. She knew she was tone-deaf, so no matter whether she was chanting or singing, she would always unconsciously use falsetto and pinch her throat.

There was no appreciation for the basic emotional connection between excellent singing and dancing, so Wangshu smiled without saying anything, insisted on singing along several times, and listened to other poems by Shi Feng. Only when the time came did he let Ji Shou send the two sisters back.

As soon as the two of them left the house, Wangshu was forced to fall into someone's arms, "Woo woo..."

The two sisters walked very fast as if someone was chasing them. Ji Shou knew very well that there had been hot water in the kitchen for the past two months and the servants all knew that their son-in-law was now obsessed with making babies.

But it’s hard for the young lady, because the lights in the main room are always turned off after midnight...

The two sisters got off the car with blushing faces and returned to their simple home outside the city, hiding the copper coins in their hands. If there was one person who didn't want the host of the house to be at home, it was them.

Ever since the general returned home, the lady has been unable to learn to dance and can only sing songs occasionally - her voice is also unpleasant from overuse.

My income is obviously decreasing, and my wallet is as cold as the weather.

Prostitutes, prostitutes and whores are inseparable, and the two sisters really don't want to go back to their old profession.

"When will the general leave?" the younger sister couldn't help herself.

Normally he would glance at me and my sister straight ahead, just like checking the city gates, but today he was accompanying my wife to learn music, his mind completely on her.

"Let's wait until the lady is pregnant before leaving."

My sister changed out of her beautiful clothes and hurriedly put on her thick old cotton-padded jacket. "It's not easy for Madam either."

Even with such ability, there are still some shortcomings.

"The general's physique would make his wife so beautiful! She hasn't been able to walk smoothly these past two months, but she's become so rosy and fair, and her words have become even more delicate..."

The younger sister was envious because the waist was thinner than hers. She knew that men must love to pinch waists, which made them look even thinner.

"Shh!" The elder sister signaled for silence, not to discuss the master's closing of the door. "Sister, stop talking."

The younger sister looked at herself in the mirror, feeling sorry for herself. "Sister, when will we meet a man like the general?"

The house is bare and drafty, is there anyone to protect me all year round and provide me with two meals a day?

If so, not to mention the tenderness and care at night, and all the tricks she can think of, her belly will surely outperform her wife, giving birth to children and making her husband happy and fulfilled.

Unlike the lady who couldn't get pregnant, she couldn't get pregnant for so many years. The general's wholehearted love was ultimately in vain.

"Forget it."

Her sister interrupted her, "In our entire lives, we've only ever met this wonderful man. No one else. Change your clothes, don't get them dirty."

Under no circumstances should you wear dirty clothes to your master's house.

The martial arts school's small study. A place dedicated to Ji Laoer and Daodao Fuzi, with a small desk and a small school stool, both soft and hard brushes, as well as a complete set of writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone. Looking up at the desk, where a painting of Confucius should have been hung, there was actually a copy of the Three Character Classic written in his small, regular script. Qin Xiuyuan wiped his face, ashamed!

Tang Bo, who came in to discuss matters, gritted his teeth to hold back his smile. The general was a very humble man, but his wife had a completely different personality.

"Let's just hang up the portrait of our master." He didn't dare to be so shameless.

Tang Bo's eyes twitched. As expected... "Madam specified it. Talking about imaginary ancient people is not as powerful as real role models around us, and it saves money..."

After hanging up this set of writing brushes and ink, the two teachers were pissed off and left. After following the lady's request and not following the old routine, two more people were pissed off and left.

Later, Tang Bo became smart and said that he could only follow his wife's wishes to teach a little girl. Then he found the scholar who had agreed to teach because his family was in financial difficulty.

Qin Xiuyuan: ...it was indeed a tortuous journey... "How long did it take?"

Hey, it really didn’t take long. Tang Bo stretched out two fingers and smiled meaningfully.

"After the first one ran away, we sent people to invite them separately, first stating the salary and requirements, and then bringing back those who were acceptable to see the environment. Ji Shouzhi went to three places and didn't return until dark..."

On the table, there's scrap paper the little one has been practicing on. She's learning complete characters first, not just structural parts. She's skipping the Three Character Classic and starting with letter writing... Don't underestimate her size; her writing is powerful. Though childish, some of her characters look more polished than her older sister's shoddy scribbles.

Qin Xiuyuan put the waste paper in order and continued Tang Bo's words, evaluating Ji Shou: "You need a good horse trainer before you can find a good horse."

Ji Shou firmly believed in this principle and he would never go wrong in this family.

"She is smart, just listen to her instructions." Ji Shou and the nanny are like the two ends of a rope, one twists a bad situation, and the other ruins a good situation. This time, during the past few months at home, he saw that Nanny Xia had been hiding in the kitchen to work and dared not show up. She was no longer the person who could enter and leave the bedroom freely.

"Don't worry, General." Most smart people don't listen to what others say. Tang Bo then stepped forward to update the investigation of the sisters. There was no major change from before. "...It's just that the Madam is generous. The sisters have gained a lot, so she privately rejected some people. Some of them are difficult to deal with."

Prostitution is inseparable from the family. Girls from poor families learn skills and perform to show off their talents. There are many things that are beyond their control.

"From now on, when they come to our house, let Qin Yi and Qin Er take turns guarding them."

The situation on the front line is unclear, the means are obvious and covert, and the killer does not always have a mask on his face and carry a knife. To deal with a little woman like Shushu who whimpers when a little force is applied, an actor with a little more strength can accomplish the task.

"Yes."

Old Tang did not ask why two months had passed, but instead asked the warrior to watch his wife practice music.

He opened his hands, intertwined his fingers, and lowered his voice: "General, your guess should be correct." Then he pointed to the waste paper on the table.

They kept in close correspondence. Xie Miao and the eldest son...

The next day in the main hall, Wangshu was speechless. He even sang while being watched. "You're ruining my mood."

Seeing his brother-in-law's suggestion rejected, Ji Shou, who was presenting the account book, quickly introduced some new things and activities, pretending to have a flash of inspiration: "Miss, the other day, Concubine Jing of the Governor's Mansion started handing out colorful rice dumplings at the door. They come in three colors, and I heard they're delicious. No matter who you are, everyone lines up to get one! It symbolizes a good harvest and family reunion!"

"I'm not hungry." Three colors, that's three-color rice?

not interested.

Ji Shou’s smile froze:…My lady, this is not a question of whether you are hungry or not… He was helpless and glanced at his son-in-law who didn’t say anything, then left.

Qin Xiuyuan kissed his relatives and raised his lips, "Safety is the most important thing. I feel more at ease having Qin Yi as my personal protector."

Wangshu was about to enter the menstrual period and was feeling listless. Knowing that he was doing this for her own good, she stopped him from talking.

The man came over and touched the soft bulge in her vagina, which was different from the usual soft bulge. "Do you want it?"

His abdomen and chest felt bloated and he felt uncomfortable all over. Wangshu watched the man loosen his collar, exhaled a breath of frustration, and shook his head, "I'm so tired."

The hardworking ox disobeyed the man and carried him back to the house...

Wangshu is like being in a furnace...500 words omitted.