Maybe it was the night when I left, I was thin and wet with some summer night storms. Wang Yan fell ill when he went to a village in the suburbs.
Zhuangzi was taken care of by the servants of the Wang family. The old woman and the old man were also a slutty daughter. She had sex on weekdays and was serving Wang Yao indifferently.
After all, I am not a noble girl from the Wang family, and the servants are not concerned about serving me. They eat perfunctorily and even hire a doctor and make a can of medicine soup.
Wang Yan couldn't see it, and was still ill, so he asked someone to buy dozens of little maids and put them in the room to carefully train them.
The seasons of recuperation are always boring and boring. When you are free, you will also pick up the Shang strings when you are in your mood and write a song of mountains and flowing water, with a clear and clear sound.
Her piano was not good, and the young master taught less. Most of them, she grew up and learned some of these new little maids. She seemed to understand but she only praised her and applauded her.
The maids said that they couldn't even eat enough to eat before, so how could they have the chance to listen to the music of the strings and the sound of the phony
Wang Yan was sad, and a slight smile appeared in a flash, relieved and relaxed
Eight or nine out of ten people in the world are unsatisfactory. If God is so destined, why bother to be resentful
This summer passed very quickly. After a few heavy rains, it destroyed several ponds of residual lotus. The sound of the cicadas on the willow branches became lower and the autumn frost was heavy when they woke up in the morning, and the grass and trees were decaying. It was a bit autumnal.
The countrymen started to pick chrysanthemums to make new tea. Wang Yan looked at the river and was moved. He also pretended to be a peasant woman. He led a few little maids to pick a basket of chrysanthemums and carried them back to dry them. When it was sunny, he sailed on the lake and picked a bag of lotus seeds to cook soup.
Apart from the occasional toss and turns in the middle of the night, life is still leisurely and comfortable
Not long after, the surrounding farmers knew that a beautiful fairy had come up to the Wang family's village.
The beautiful girl with a beautiful figure dressed in a simple and elegant manner but cannot cover her plump breasts and round buttocks looks beautiful, with clear eyes. When she looks at people, the water waves flow, inadvertently revealing a little innocent and beautiful appearance, which is attractive.
However, her skin is white and clear, her demeanor is decent, and she has servants and maids to accompany her, looking like a girl who can be raised in the mountains.
Beautiful is beautiful, I'm afraid I can't even carry two buckets of water
There are many men who are ready to move. Most of them look at the dilapidated houses in the house. When they think of the fairy's sweet smile, they finally stop in sighs.
Wang Ye only said that it was the maid who quit his job. Because he was favored by the master, he rewarded this farm for a temporary residence.
A long-tongued woman with gossip, sitting in front of the village three or three, talking about a beautiful girl, but which concubine hidden by the Wang family is in the room
No matter how nagging, I can't help but feel at first sight.
On this day, a woman in thick clothes picked up a young man and brought some fruits, poultry and eggs she had raised at home, and came to visit the village.
Said it was a visit, but it was actually an intention to come and propose marriage
Wang Yan had not passed the marriage customs and rules of the countryside, and felt curious and fresh. He also heard that they had brought a lively little pheasant, and he was so greedy.
The meat of pheasant is delicious. You can eat two more bowls of supper if you kill the soup.
But I was also wondering what kind of country gentleman she was. Knowing that she had a house, land and servants, she dared to come to express her opinions.
Wang Yan took a sip of the newly-santhemum tea and ordered the maid to lead people to the hospital
She placed a few soft couches under the shade of the tree, put on snacks, and waited slowly for someone to come over.
Only a woman came in, saying that her husband's surname was Ruan, and her surname was Wen, and she was called Ruan Wen's family.
Simple clothes, slightly bright eyebrows and eyes, and looking at the temperament of the whole body, it is a smart and capable appearance
Wang Ye asked Ruan Wen to sit down, and the maid presented a new tea. Ruan Wen looked at the lazy and delicate beauty on the couch, and her intention in her heart could not help but fade away.
This looks like a spoiled girl with a delicate and delicate look.
If you marry him home, you must not be a ancestor. However, your younger brother has read too many books and is very jealous. But after meeting him for a few times, his heart is tied to the girl.
Seeing Ruan Wen's face hesitation, Wang Yan raised his hand to invite her to tea. The lady had something to say, so she might as well say bluntly, Ah Yang was also a cheerful person.
Ruan Wen's expression was a little embarrassed and said cautiously: It's really arbitrary to have no posts to visit the door. The peasant woman is a country man, so she doesn't beat around the bush with her wife and heard that she is a nobleman from the Wang family. It's a wonderful year. How dare you ask if she is a marriage partner?
Wang Yan chuckled: Ah Yang is an orphan, and has not met a suitable husband yet
All arrangements in the Ruan Wen family's metropolitan patrol include bluestone as steps and white jade as railings. After autumn, the precious flowers and plants in the courtyard are still prosperous.
Sighing in his heart, Ruan Wenshi gritted her teeth and recommended herself: I have a younger brother named Wenyan. I work as a teacher in a school in Jiankang City. I have a good appearance. I have a few acres of thin land and two houses. The girl I like has been in for a long time. I want to ask what the girl wants to do?
Wang Yan smiled slightly and refused politely: Mrs. Good intentions, Ah Yang is clumsy and lazy by nature. She may not be a good wife and a poor man. She will not serve her husband well. She will be a good man.
The girl is rich and doesn't want to go to poor people to wash her hands and make soup
Ruan Wenshi smiled with a shameless smile: My younger brother and I both died of both parents, so I have no worries. If the girl doesn't mind, Wen Yan can also come to serve the girl.
If you come to serve, you must not be a male favorite, that is, you must be a husband?
There was no such thing as the family came to visit, and the customs in the market were interesting. Wang Yan became interested and said happily: If this is true, Ah Yang would have met Ling Er.
Ruan Wen was happy when he heard this and said slowly: The young man has a thin face and is embarrassed to enter the mansion. He is still waiting outside the door.
Wang Ye knew it and ordered the maid to invite Wen Yan over.
Zhuangzi was taken care of by the servants of the Wang family. The old woman and the old man were also a slutty daughter. She had sex on weekdays and was serving Wang Yao indifferently.
After all, I am not a noble girl from the Wang family, and the servants are not concerned about serving me. They eat perfunctorily and even hire a doctor and make a can of medicine soup.
Wang Yan couldn't see it, and was still ill, so he asked someone to buy dozens of little maids and put them in the room to carefully train them.
The seasons of recuperation are always boring and boring. When you are free, you will also pick up the Shang strings when you are in your mood and write a song of mountains and flowing water, with a clear and clear sound.
Her piano was not good, and the young master taught less. Most of them, she grew up and learned some of these new little maids. She seemed to understand but she only praised her and applauded her.
The maids said that they couldn't even eat enough to eat before, so how could they have the chance to listen to the music of the strings and the sound of the phony
Wang Yan was sad, and a slight smile appeared in a flash, relieved and relaxed
Eight or nine out of ten people in the world are unsatisfactory. If God is so destined, why bother to be resentful
This summer passed very quickly. After a few heavy rains, it destroyed several ponds of residual lotus. The sound of the cicadas on the willow branches became lower and the autumn frost was heavy when they woke up in the morning, and the grass and trees were decaying. It was a bit autumnal.
The countrymen started to pick chrysanthemums to make new tea. Wang Yan looked at the river and was moved. He also pretended to be a peasant woman. He led a few little maids to pick a basket of chrysanthemums and carried them back to dry them. When it was sunny, he sailed on the lake and picked a bag of lotus seeds to cook soup.
Apart from the occasional toss and turns in the middle of the night, life is still leisurely and comfortable
Not long after, the surrounding farmers knew that a beautiful fairy had come up to the Wang family's village.
The beautiful girl with a beautiful figure dressed in a simple and elegant manner but cannot cover her plump breasts and round buttocks looks beautiful, with clear eyes. When she looks at people, the water waves flow, inadvertently revealing a little innocent and beautiful appearance, which is attractive.
However, her skin is white and clear, her demeanor is decent, and she has servants and maids to accompany her, looking like a girl who can be raised in the mountains.
Beautiful is beautiful, I'm afraid I can't even carry two buckets of water
There are many men who are ready to move. Most of them look at the dilapidated houses in the house. When they think of the fairy's sweet smile, they finally stop in sighs.
Wang Ye only said that it was the maid who quit his job. Because he was favored by the master, he rewarded this farm for a temporary residence.
A long-tongued woman with gossip, sitting in front of the village three or three, talking about a beautiful girl, but which concubine hidden by the Wang family is in the room
No matter how nagging, I can't help but feel at first sight.
On this day, a woman in thick clothes picked up a young man and brought some fruits, poultry and eggs she had raised at home, and came to visit the village.
Said it was a visit, but it was actually an intention to come and propose marriage
Wang Yan had not passed the marriage customs and rules of the countryside, and felt curious and fresh. He also heard that they had brought a lively little pheasant, and he was so greedy.
The meat of pheasant is delicious. You can eat two more bowls of supper if you kill the soup.
But I was also wondering what kind of country gentleman she was. Knowing that she had a house, land and servants, she dared to come to express her opinions.
Wang Yan took a sip of the newly-santhemum tea and ordered the maid to lead people to the hospital
She placed a few soft couches under the shade of the tree, put on snacks, and waited slowly for someone to come over.
Only a woman came in, saying that her husband's surname was Ruan, and her surname was Wen, and she was called Ruan Wen's family.
Simple clothes, slightly bright eyebrows and eyes, and looking at the temperament of the whole body, it is a smart and capable appearance
Wang Ye asked Ruan Wen to sit down, and the maid presented a new tea. Ruan Wen looked at the lazy and delicate beauty on the couch, and her intention in her heart could not help but fade away.
This looks like a spoiled girl with a delicate and delicate look.
If you marry him home, you must not be a ancestor. However, your younger brother has read too many books and is very jealous. But after meeting him for a few times, his heart is tied to the girl.
Seeing Ruan Wen's face hesitation, Wang Yan raised his hand to invite her to tea. The lady had something to say, so she might as well say bluntly, Ah Yang was also a cheerful person.
Ruan Wen's expression was a little embarrassed and said cautiously: It's really arbitrary to have no posts to visit the door. The peasant woman is a country man, so she doesn't beat around the bush with her wife and heard that she is a nobleman from the Wang family. It's a wonderful year. How dare you ask if she is a marriage partner?
Wang Yan chuckled: Ah Yang is an orphan, and has not met a suitable husband yet
All arrangements in the Ruan Wen family's metropolitan patrol include bluestone as steps and white jade as railings. After autumn, the precious flowers and plants in the courtyard are still prosperous.
Sighing in his heart, Ruan Wenshi gritted her teeth and recommended herself: I have a younger brother named Wenyan. I work as a teacher in a school in Jiankang City. I have a good appearance. I have a few acres of thin land and two houses. The girl I like has been in for a long time. I want to ask what the girl wants to do?
Wang Yan smiled slightly and refused politely: Mrs. Good intentions, Ah Yang is clumsy and lazy by nature. She may not be a good wife and a poor man. She will not serve her husband well. She will be a good man.
The girl is rich and doesn't want to go to poor people to wash her hands and make soup
Ruan Wenshi smiled with a shameless smile: My younger brother and I both died of both parents, so I have no worries. If the girl doesn't mind, Wen Yan can also come to serve the girl.
If you come to serve, you must not be a male favorite, that is, you must be a husband?
There was no such thing as the family came to visit, and the customs in the market were interesting. Wang Yan became interested and said happily: If this is true, Ah Yang would have met Ling Er.
Ruan Wen was happy when he heard this and said slowly: The young man has a thin face and is embarrassed to enter the mansion. He is still waiting outside the door.
Wang Ye knew it and ordered the maid to invite Wen Yan over.
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