It is natural for a young man to admire Ai. It is also the most beautiful thing in life that can be savored for a lifetime.

If there is pure love in life, it must be in the ignorant teenage years. Purity lies in ignorance.

Wang Ping'an, who had always been well-behaved and sensible, and had become a bit mature after several years of experience in Nanzhao, blushed unusually when he heard his mother's words, and his expression actually became a little shy.

Luo Xiaomei was overjoyed and said cheerfully, "Haha, did you meet a girl you like in Nanzhao?"

Now even Wang Zheng, who was walking in front, stopped and turned around to look at Wang Pingan in surprise.

"Hehe." Wang Pingan was speechless and could only smile foolishly at his parents.

Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Tell me, what kind of woman is she?"

"I'll let you off today, but you'd better take the exam seriously. If your grades drop too much, don't even think about using secret methods to make money. You better watch your skin."

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This choked Luo Xiaomei so much that she was speechless for a moment. Seeing her son's face turning red from trying so hard to hold back his laughter, Luo Xiaomei immediately exploded. She grabbed Xiao Yuehua's ears with lightning speed and roared.

After all, in this era, it is normal for capable men to have many wives and concubines. The more Wang Zheng keeps himself clean, the more Luo Xiaomei feels ashamed of herself.

"It hurts, it hurts." Xiao Yuehua immediately became timid. Looking at her mother whose face had turned a little ferocious, she quickly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, mother is right, mother, please forgive me."

Wang Pingan said with a smile: "Don't worry about your knowledge. After all, we are still young and can take it slow. It's a good opportunity to learn and cultivate feelings at the same time."

Xiao Yuehua's words touched Luo Xiaomei's sore spot.

Luo Xiaomei thought about it, frowned with some disappointment and said: "A local, that doesn't really suit you."

"You know you're wrong, I think you deserve to be punished, you're disrespectful all day long, no matter what the occasion, you just say whatever comes to your mind, I think you just lack education.

"Then don't Daddy and you have endless things to talk about? How do you know that my brother has nothing to say to others?"

Normally, when Xiao Yuehua made Luo Xiaomei angry, she could usually get away with it as long as she gave in. But this time, she might have really pissed off Luo Xiaomei, and even though she admitted her mistake in time and was sincere, Luo Xiaomei still had no intention of letting her off and continued to speak angrily.

Xiao Yuehua waved her hand and asked Luo Xiaomei, "What did you just say about not being a good match?"

Wang Zheng moved over and patted Luo Xiaomei on the shoulder, saying with a smile: "That's enough, you know Yuehua's personality, she just said it without thinking.

"A girl from the laity, wearing coarse linen clothes, with red lips and white teeth, pure and innocent, nimble hands and feet, and black hair."

Besides, we should live our own lives comfortably, and don’t pay attention to some gossip. "

"I, your mother, took the initiative. If I hadn't won over your father, I wouldn't have had the two of you. You, a dead girl, wouldn't know where you would be reincarnated to live a miserable life. How could you have the chance to gossip about me?"

"Daddy, Daddy, help me."

Wang Zheng nodded approvingly to his son, and then said to Luo Xiaomei: "You don't have to worry about it. Ping An knows what he wants. Believe in your son, he can manage his own life well."

Luo Xiaomei refused to let go, and Xiao Yuehua wanted to suffer less, so she had to ask Wang Zheng for help.

Compared to her status, I care more about the knowledge of that girl from the laity. How much do you think she can talk to your brother if she has never read a book? "

Luo Xiaomei raised her eyebrows and said with her hands on her hips, "Your father is omnipotent and knows everything. Naturally, he has things to talk to me and can talk to me. How many people like your father are there in the world?"

Wang Ping'an nodded steadily and said with a smile, "I'm back. I brought you a lot of good things from Nanzhao. They should be delivered to the mansion this afternoon."

Xiao Yuehua ran back excitedly and asked a question casually. When she saw Wang Pingan, she immediately shouted in surprise: "Brother, you are back."

"Your brother has fallen in love with the daughter of a local clan leader in Nanzhao. I don't think they are a good match."

Luo Xiaomei is still very obedient to Wang Zheng. After all, no matter what Wang Zheng does, he will always consider her feelings.

As soon as Luo Xiaomei finished her explanation, Xiao Yuehua immediately said, "What's wrong with that? Mother, don't forget that you are the daughter of a local clan leader. Why doesn't our father think that you are not a good match?"

Let me warn you first. When the results come out, if you fail the test, watch out for your skin. From now on, you won’t be able to hope for any secret techniques anymore.”

Luo Xiaomei took the opportunity to settle both old and new scores together. It is conceivable that what Xiao Yuehua said really pissed her off.

With a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, Wang Ping'an continued, "She is the daughter of the chief of a local village in Nanzhao."

Your third aunt was born in a small blacksmith shop, and your uncle is no different from a savage. Have I ever disliked them at all?

"What's wrong with that?"

"I don't care. Valuable things can't be exchanged for money anyway, and worthless things are meaningless."

You don't study hard, you just think about making money all day long. Does our family need your money? Or do we need your food and clothes? Chen Yu said that your grades are declining.

This is mainly because Luo Xiaomei has always felt that she is not worthy of Wang Zheng. Although the two have always respected each other after marriage and Wang Zheng has always treated her as before, this also puts pressure on Luo Xiaomei.

Xiao Yuehua is the typical person who forgets the pain once the wound has healed, or to be more precise, she has forgotten the pain before the wound has healed. When she heard what Luo Xiaomei said, she retorted while still rubbing her ears.

Luo Xiaomei sighed, her face looked a little lost, and she murmured, "You've grown up, and I don't need to worry about you anymore."

Wang Ping'an bowed to Luo Xiaomei and said with a smile: "My child will always be my mother's child."

Luo Xiaomei looked at her son who was half a head taller than her and said with some sadness, "It's different now. Now I realize that your father was right. A kid should do what a kid should do. It's not good to be mature at a young age. Mom was wrong back then."

Wang Zheng is actually quite casual about his children's education, thinking that it's fine to just let them develop on their own, but Luo Xiaomei is very nervous.

So when Wang Ping'an was three or four years old, Luo Xiaomei went to Yuzhou to find a set of so-called methods used by aristocratic families to educate their children, and taught Wang Ping'an in a disciplined manner.