A young girl's mind is inherently very delicate, as if she were born with a melancholy like that of a lilac.
While being filled with sorrow isn't ideal, it's still better than becoming a ruthless villain.
“Since Cui Cui is willing to ruin her reputation to marry Lin the blacksmith, she must have already made her choice.” Gu An’an thought for a moment. “She is a smart girl and knows what she really wants. If this marriage turns out to be unhappy, perhaps she will make another bold choice.”
Jiang Mingzhu's voice was slightly anxious, "If that really happens, Mother, will you support her?"
"You mean you support her divorce from Lin the blacksmith?"
The word had an extraordinary deterrent effect, and Jiang Mingzhu felt that her question seemed a bit too abrupt.
"Whether you are a man or a woman, you have the right to pursue happiness and freedom. If she wants a divorce and seeks my help, I think I should not refuse."
happiness.
free.
What is happiness? What is freedom? The young girl, with a hint of confusion, asked Gu An'an, "Mother, are you happy? Are you free?"
These words shouldn't really be being used to describe Jiang Mingzhu at this time, but Gu An'an felt there was no right or wrong. "I'm happy just to see you all grow up safely and happily. Zhu'er, for some people, happiness is fine clothes, power, and beautiful women; for others, happiness is simple meals and family togetherness. Happiness is like plain noodles; different people taste different flavors."
She has once again become a master of inspirational quotes: "Everyone has different needs for happiness. I am an adult and naturally understand what I want. You don't need to worry."
This is clearly a compassionate and kind-hearted girl who doesn't need to worry about anything else; she should just enjoy her teenage years.
"Later, Mom will teach you how to make egg rolls. Go and ask your brother to set up our little pot so we can make egg crepes."
Jiang Mingzhu, who was quite interested in cooking, readily agreed. After adding some firewood to the stove, she quickly went outside to get busy.
Gu An'an couldn't help but chuckle. She used a strainer to scoop the meatballs out of the pot and put them in cold water. Then she started to tighten the meatballs.
Once you've done these last few things, you can start making egg crepes and steamed buns.
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Jiangjia Nursing Home.
Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at the young master Ning, dressed in fine clothes, her eyes filled with joy. "Young master, are you going out?"
The night before last, her mother hurriedly picked her up from her maternal grandfather's house, and Jiang Qiaoqiao was very angry at the time.
But when she saw the young man living in her house, she had no more complaints.
Jiang Qiaoqiao originally thought that her cousin from her maternal uncle's family, with whom she was engaged, was already a handsome and talented man, but she never expected that there would be such a handsome and unparalleled young hero as Young Master Ning in this world.
The young man was handsome with exquisite features and a touch of aloofness. He had completely masked his aloofness on his face, yet people couldn't help but want to get closer to him.
Compared to this young master Ning, my maternal cousin is simply not worth mentioning.
After understanding her mother's thoughts, Jiang Qiaoqiao tried to get closer to this Young Master Ning, but most of the time she was stopped by Young Master Lin, who was traveling with her.
Having finally found such an opportunity, Jiang Qiaoqiao hurriedly went out to inquire.
The young master of the Pingyuan Marquis's mansion glanced at her briefly but ignored the girl who had come up to him.
With such an appearance, she would never be chosen to live in the Marquis's mansion.
He knew exactly what this family was thinking. If it weren't for the convenience of going up the mountain, why would he condescend to stay here?
After leaving the Jiang family's old house, Ning Si glanced at the mountain peaks.
His men have gone up the mountain to search for the musk deer. They should be back soon, and perhaps he can leave this afternoon...
The fleeting, colorful shadows interrupted his thoughts. The next moment, a person appeared and knelt on one knee. "Young Master, we didn't find the musk deer, but there are tigers on this mountain that injured our people."
tiger.
Ning Si recalled the time when he was ten years old, when he went hunting with Marquis Pingyuan and almost died in the jaws of a tiger.
"They went that way."
As he spoke, he took the lead and chased after them.
We didn't find a musk deer, but if we could get a tiger skin, that would be great.
But when he followed the tiger's paw prints to the location, the young prince was somewhat puzzled.
The tiger's tracks disappeared here.
It's impossible for something to simply disappear into thin air, unless...
A young nobleman from the capital gently knocked on the courtyard gate.
Gu An'an frowned when she heard the knocking. The little tiger that had just jumped over the courtyard wall was hiding behind her, trembling.
Danger.
Even the king of the mountains sensed the danger just outside the door.
"Don't be afraid."
Gu An'an comforted the frightened little guy and told him to go stay in the woodshed.
They completely forgot that the woodshed had been converted into a stable earlier, and that there was an old horse inside that was afraid of tigers and knew the way well.
"Zhu'er, go open the door."
Gu An'an was already sitting there comfortably making egg crepes. She didn't plan to make too many, since they wouldn't taste good if left out for too long. This kind of thing can be made fresh and eaten immediately.
Jiang Mingyi sat there tending the fire, while inside the house, Jiang Mingxu was helping Bao'er recite poems.
She had mispronounced "Bright moonlight before my bed" as "moonlight before my bed," and no matter what she did, she couldn't correct it, which made Jiang Mingxu so angry that his voice rose several decibels.
After receiving the instructions, Jiang Mingzhu took a deep breath. After all, it was quite strange for that little tiger to come over in broad daylight; she seemed to have seen bloodstains just now.
But with Mom here, I'm not afraid.
The girl unlatched the door bolt, opened the courtyard gate, and saw the young man standing outside.
He was about the same height as his brother, and his black satin robe accentuated his elegant and unparalleled beauty, leaving Jiang Mingzhu stunned for a moment.
Ning Si was also surprised that the person who answered the door was a little girl.
Although she wore coarse cloth clothes, her features were extremely delicate, and she looked no less beautiful than the noble ladies from the capital.
Seeing the girl's appearance, Ning Si had already made up his mind. "I'm sorry."
If a tiger really entered the house, how could the young girl be so calm and composed?
Perhaps I've gone in the wrong direction?
Just as he was about to turn and leave, a familiar voice sounded behind him, "This must be Miss Jiang. I only had a brief encounter with her before and didn't get to see her beautiful face. I never expected her to be as beautiful and charming as Madam Gu. She is truly a sight to behold."
An ordinary young woman would probably blush and cover her face with shyness upon hearing such flattery.
However, Jiang Mingzhu was not buying it. She had met Lin Zixing once before and did not have a good impression of the man.
Now, the aversion has only grown stronger.
But there's no point in talking to this kind of person; the more you talk to him, the more entangled he becomes.
Closing the door is the best solution.
However, before the courtyard gate could be closed, Lin Zixing blocked it with his folding fan, which he always waved. "I just went hunting in the mountains and am quite thirsty. May I ask if I could have a cup of tea at your residence?"
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