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

Ah Q's method of spiritual victory works well. When I woke up, the sun was shining again.

"This light blue dress with a double floral hem is so pretty!" Xiaoqing adjusted the butterfly sleeves and fishtail hem of the dress, making it lively and playful. The double-wrapped waist-cinching collar highlighted the allure of a mature woman. She tied her hair into a loose low bun, paired it with a complete emerald necklace, earrings and ring, and thick-soled fox fur ball-embroidered beaded cloud-shaped shoes, taking a breath of fresh air to a higher realm.

Wangshu turned around in a circle, that's right! The main character swayed gracefully, twisted his waist, and looked gorgeous, which made the coward angry!

Wearing this way is definitely the best way to catwalk on stage. Stand upright, lift your knees, knees forward and inward, hips up, chin up, cross your steps and walk like a supermodel.

Xiaoqing stretched her neck and widened her eyes: Ang? Ang? Ang?!

Push, push, push, push, push, push, push, slowly retract the legs and quickly lower them, the butterfly sleeves flutter, the fish tail swings to the right and left, the waist and back are straight and the person is not stiff, the rhythm is brisk.

"Ma'am, it's beautiful!" Xiaoqing stamped her feet and clapped her hands. "It's beautiful!"

Tsk, Wangshu walked to the bed, looked back and smiled, turned around, took small steps like a kitten in a straight line, stood on tiptoe, gently touched knees, took small steps, looked forward, swayed gracefully, walked to the mirror, put the index finger on the lips, and blew a kiss to the little fan who was cheering for him with stars in his eyes.

After work, I'm hungry.

As soon as I sat down and was about to take a sip of water to catch my breath, I saw a pair of long legs at the door, their figure hidden behind the beaded curtain. A peeping Tom! I rolled my eyes and turned my head away, too lazy to pay attention.

"General." Xiaoqing, who had been lost in thought, came back to her senses and quickly saluted towards the beaded curtain. A man in a green round-necked robe stepped in, his eyes fixed on the back of his wife, who was facing him. He reached out and pulled her up, saying softly, "The fish porridge is getting cold."

Just now, she was walking passionately, and a few strands of hair were hanging down by her ears. He tucked them into her bun, and his hand naturally got on her waist, and he pulled the silent, pouting and sulking little woman out of the room.

They made up in such a strange way.

The children who had finished breakfast had a snack. The tender fish meat was from the belly with few bones, sometimes with small bones. Wangshu ate slowly. The fat man took his sister to drink minced meat porridge, slurping it himself. The sister on the high stool next to them held the spoon, and was as gentle and unhurried as their mother.

If it weren't for the overly fair skin and gradually changing eyes, the delicate and lovely mother and daughter would be quite similar. However, the brother next to such a soft and tender daughter has become big and strong.

"Dad, I want another bowl!"

What a loud voice! Still caught up in the woman's charming charm, Qin Xiuyuan felt depressed. He poured half a bowl for his son and said, "Eating too much will cause indigestion. Dabao, just have another half bowl."

The fat man had no objection. After finishing his porridge, he squeezed to Xiangxiang's mother and hugged her thighs, "Mom, you are beautiful!"

Wangshu wiped his mouth familiarly, lowered his head and kissed the back of his son's hand, "What did Dabao do this morning?"

She stood up and gave her daughter a kiss as well, "Eat slowly, Erbao."

The man sitting between the mother and daughter looked at them eagerly. Wangshu did not play favorites. Oh, this face and these eyes are so charming.

She also gave a kiss to the man who imitated her daughter's face. Ding! She was like a sheep in a tiger's mouth. She was grabbed by the waist and pulled to sit on his thighs. "Qin Xiuyuan!"

She scolded him in a low voice, and Xiaoqing and Xiaolu behind him quickly avoided suspicion and took three steps back with red faces.

"Liang Ju sent a note saying that he had an urgent matter in Xiangyang and was leaving for that place. He would come to visit next time."

He refused to let go of his hand and changed the subject, speaking in a serious tone.

"What's the urgent matter?" Wangshu had no choice but to pick up the bowl and drink the porridge. Since he asked for peace in this way, he just went along with it and sat on his lap.

"Travel and business are flourishing south of Luoyang these days. From what he said, I think it's inappropriate for the families to share the profits."

Phew! Look at what a man says when he praises himself first and then puts down others. Suddenly, I get it!

After dinner, the man accompanied his children playing with the wooden horse and scooter. Wangshu, who was afraid of the sun, hid in the pavilion, leaning on the rocking chair, leisurely, raising his hands to let the wind sway his pink butterfly sleeves. In this scene, if someone came to sing and dance, how exciting it would be!

These ancient people were professionals in playing those little songs and melodies, and they also put in a lot of effort in dancing and playing the piano. With their brows drooped, a feeling of pity struck my heart.

The pair of sister actors newly brought from Jingcheng were really good. They twisted their waists, sang and acted well, and had their own style. There were also many men who performed operas in this era. Wangshu actually wanted to see them, but he had been avoiding suspicion for a long time and had not gone out to watch many performances.

As for the ugly jugglers who would harm people's bodies and kill people, she never stayed with them. Most of these jugglers were highly domesticated children who were abducted and trafficked, and even abused to the point of disability to attract onlookers to spend money.

There are so many human traffickers, and they have no quality or conscience. In troubled times, people are worse than beasts. Beasts just want to have a full meal, and they are not as bad as humans.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that she was daydreaming, the man came over and took her downstairs for a walk.

Wangshu took the man's hand and stood up, taking small steps. He couldn't help but sigh, "I think of Chunhua. I wonder if she's still here."

Thinking of domestication, Chunhua is a typical example of someone who was manipulated by those around her. She was exploited by her mother-in-law and husband, and even brainwashed herself. I'm afraid this person is no longer in the world.

Li Xin was a fearless general under his command. Qin Xiuyuan remained silent, but from the perspective of his wife and children, it was indeed unkind.

"Is there any news about my mother-in-law?" Wangshu asked. His mother's situation was complicated, with Qin Shiyi in the middle. It would be a headache for whoever was in trouble.

When the daughter saw her parents coming, she rode her little wooden horse to come over. The fat man on the powerful scooter was ready to catch up from behind. The baby attracted the attention of the two and cried for his parents.

"I wasn't tortured." Life was just hard.

Qin Xiuyuan touched his son, who had excellent balance and could stride in place, and said, "Dabao, how about practicing martial arts with Daddy and Grandpa Tang?"

Wangshu pressed down the hem of his daughter's skirt, squatted down to dry her, and looked at Dabao, who was confused for a long time about what her father said.

Each of them picked up their children and motioned his wife to follow. Tang Bo brought several disciples to practice a fight on the spot. The fight was fierce and the flesh and blood were hitting each other with punches. Perhaps because they were eager to show off, someone saw the blood, and Wangshu felt a little uncomfortable and turned sideways.

Just by listening to the sound, the faces on his face looked a little bad.

The fat man stared intently, and the sister was not afraid at all as she hugged her father. Most of the people in the yard had martial arts background, except Wangshu, and the others were eager to try their luck, and many of them followed suit.

After the show, the fat man pulled his sister to pester Tang Bo to watch more, and Tang Bo took the opportunity to lead a pair of children to the martial arts training room.

Back in the room, Wangshu's heart was still beating wildly. Her tight dress made her chest rise and fall. The man who had hurriedly pulled her into the room gave her some water and comforted her: "What are you afraid of! Don't look next time."

As the wife of a general who commanded a group of people, Wangshu couldn't help but feel ashamed. She leaned against his broad chest to catch her breath and said, "If I were a soldier, I would definitely run away."