C1 (1/2)

Yanzhou City was celebrating its 25th year of spring. The wind and rain in the world were smooth sailing, and the people were living and working in peace.

When the commoners had something to eat and drink, they could not help but talk about the old emperor who had ascended to the throne but had no successors.

The Emperor's surname was Zhu, and he shared the same surname with the Fire God.

It is said to be born with longan and phoenix eyes (as the schoolmaster said).

Tall and strong (Wei Zhao's mother didn't even have the right to guess).

It was just that his fate was not good (Wei Zhao felt so).

Du Weizhao didn't think that the emperor was unlucky, nor was he making wild guesses. There were scientific grounds for this.

Why did people have to spend so much effort to raise children and adopt girls? Wasn't it because someone was feeding him the soup when he grew old?

Like Wei Zhao, although she was only a woman, even though she was still young, she still understood. For example, she definitely wouldn't ignore her mother when she was old and unable to crawl back up, or at worst, she wouldn't even give her mother candy. However, she still needed to control her appetite.

With her little mouth, he had to have her mother's big mouth first. Besides, she didn't really like sugar that much.

From this, it could be seen that the life of Wei Zhao Niang was even better than that of the one on the dragon throne, with no suspense at all! This was all because of her existence!

Although in terms of being a girl, she was very happy, but there were also times of pain. The most painful was going to school.

On this day, Du Weizhao's little white hand was holding onto a piece of sugar cane as he shook his little foot and kicked the stream in frustration.

Yes, she was skipping school again.

What right did her mother have to not understand a word? Yet she couldn't?

It was one thing for her to wake up before dawn every day, but that old teacher of the academy was too unreasonable.

People say it's just a trifle, that's right, this is the third time this month that he's been hit in the palm of his hand!

Even though she was only five years old, she could still handle this fifty year old old man!

This damned old man, how unreliable he was when he came to the village. He was practically naked, almost on the verge of death, but he never thought that in less than a day, he would be in cahoots with the village and become the only teacher in the area!

Li Zheng is the kind of person who creates a career for a person... If it didn't involve her, she would praise him!

It really did agree with the saying, ”The rarer the item, the more valuable it is!” However, her mother, who didn't know how she was tricked, took the half bag of rice from home to send her off to suffer. Putting money into his own child's hands to make him suffer was just too — the pain in his balls was too great!

Wei Zhao really wanted to get rid of him once and for all by saying something so disrespectful in secret. Mister, stop hitting me. When you're old, can I raise you as well?

Thinking back to his good time as an innocent, cute, and carefree child, thinking about how he had been pressed to the top by Taishan, which now split the sky and covered the earth, it was truly a different time, a different time, filled with different kinds of sadness!

After Wei Zhao finished chewing the sugar cane, he scooped up his hands and swallowed all the sweet taste of the sugar cane into his stomach. He used two young and tender fingers to squeeze out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his hands, and then stuffed it back into the stream, preparing to go home and eat!

He hadn't even taken two steps when he met the old mister who had come to look for her. Tears immediately welled up in Wei Zhao's eyes — in the words of his mother, wasn't this asking for a person's life?

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Tears began to roll down her cheeks.

Mr. Qian originally came here in a fit of anger, but before he could get close, he saw that the little girl was crying. He hurriedly walked in front of her without caring about her scholarly demeanor, and asked in a loud voice, ”What happened? Who bullied you? ”Speak to Mister and listen. Mister will vent his anger on you.” He had clearly seen her sitting by the river with her back to the road. Was there a reason?

It wasn't that the reason why this mister didn't ask was unreasonable. It was just that there were tears in this lively young lady's eyes. It was even more amazing than immortal water; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't harden her heart anymore.

Wei Zhao hurriedly took out the handkerchief and wiped his tears before lowering his head. His black, obsidian eyes turned around inside the handkerchief, and although she was annoyed by this mister, she wasn't a fool, knowing that she couldn't speak bluntly (her mother would beat her up) and couldn't speak the truth, she had no choice but to find a reason to do so. She quickly thought of a good reason, and with just a few breaths of time, she came up with a good reason.