Reborn and married to a stupid scholar, she has a prosperous husband and multiple children

Li Bingwen was stunned. Although he didn't know what licking meant, it probably wasn't a good word.

"It's not like Brother Su won't come back. Before he comes back, I will naturally protect your safety."

"But don't worry, that kind of thing won't happen again. I apologize to Miss Lin."

"What the girl said last time is right. There are no shortcuts in life. If you want to achieve a career, you must be down-to-earth."

"Someone Li has learned a lesson." Li Bingwen said and bowed to Lin Shuangshuang.

Lin Shuangshuang frowned. This person was acting very strange today. He must not have held it in well.

"Miss Lin, Mr. Li has something to ask of me."

"Sure enough, you have a purpose."

Li Bingwen smiled sheepishly: "It's my father's birthday in two days. Li wants to invite the girl to come to the house to be a cook for a day. The house will prepare the ingredients by itself, and the girl can cook as she pleases."

Lin Shuangshuang asked confusedly: "Are you the county magistrate's son?"

"Don't you know?"

"biological?"

"..."

"Girl, what do you mean?"

"Ahem, I heard that the county magistrate also adopted an adopted son."

"That's my cousin. I am the legitimate son of the county magistrate."

Lin Shuangshuang nodded: "Okay, for your father's sake I will help you."

Although Li Bingwen thought her words were strange, he still thanked her.

"Miss Lin, please tell me that the day after tomorrow is my father's birthday. What ingredients the girl needs should be prepared today. Please make a list."

"Well, let's discuss the wages first. Can Mr. Li afford ten taels of silver?"

"Hahaha, this is easy to say. If my father is satisfied, I will pay you ten taels more."

Li Bingwen smiled and handed Lin Shuangshuang a silver ingot directly.

Lin Shuangshuang weighed it in his hands: "I didn't expect Mr. Lin to be a filial son."

Gu Hanzhou, who was standing next to him, saw the two of them talking and laughing. He suddenly stood between the two of them unhappily and slapped Li Bingwen on the back of his head.

"..."

So speechless!

"Daughter-in-law, don't talk to him."

Li Bingwen stared at Gu Hanzhou, who looked silly, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Twenty days ago, Gu Hanzhou was recognized as the number one scholar in Bailu Academy, but he did not expect that he would become a fool now.

Lin Shuangshuang nodded softly: "Why don't you talk to him? I'll only talk to my husband."

There was a smile in the woman's eyes, full of tenderness, as if she didn't dislike him for being a fool at all.

Li Bingwen felt sour in his heart, why was he suddenly envious of this fool.

"Please, Miss Lin."

"Ah."

As soon as Li Bingwen took Lin Shuangshuang into the government office, he saw his sister jumping up and running.

A fond smile appeared on the man's face: "Run slowly, be careful of falling."

"Hehe, I'm not a three-year-old child, so I can fall down so easily."

As soon as Li Qingwan finished speaking, she saw the two people next to her brother. The man was handsome and tall, and her heartbeat quickened just by looking at him.

But there was something wrong with his eyes, as if they were dull.

Although the woman next to my brother is dressed as a peasant woman, it is not difficult to tell that she is extremely beautiful.

Suddenly, she remembered what Qinghe said to her a few days ago.

Li Qingwan grabbed Lin Shuangshuang's hand with surprise on her face: "Sister, are you Sister Lin who came back with your brother a few days ago, the peasant woman who turned into a fairy?"

"Um...that's probably it."

Lin Shuangshuang looked at Li Qingwan's innocent and lively look and didn't react for a while.

"Wan'er, don't be rude."

"Sister Lin, you have good taste. Please help Wan'er choose a girl's haircut. Wan'er will get her haircut next month."

"Let's go, Sister Lin, help me take a look."

Lin Shuangshuang looked at Li Qingwan's innocent and lively appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that such a good girl had a miserable fate.

In fact, it is not only her fate that is miserable, but that of her whole family.

This is why she just asked Li Bingwen if he was the county magistrate's biological son.

In fact, she had always known that Li Bingwen was the son of the county magistrate, but she did not think of anything from his previous life.

It wasn't until she saw Magistrate Li's appearance just now that she remembered the tragedy of Magistrate Li being hanged at the yamen gate in her previous life and writing bloody letters all over the wall.

Later, the affairs of the Li family were compiled into storybooks. The stories told by the storytellers were true and false, and she had no way of verifying them. She could only listen to them as stories.

So in this life, when she saw these people standing in front of her alive again, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"Sister Lin, my cousin helped me choose this. Do you think it looks good?"

"Actually, I don't like this one very much, but my cousins ​​and my mother all say that this one is the most beautiful and suits me."

Li Wanrou showed Lin Shuangshuang a brown-red red silk and purple satin brocade dress with dark flowers. The fabric was really good, but it was also really ugly. The ugliness was shocking.

I don’t know how those people who say it looks good can tell lies with their eyes open.

"Sister Lin, let me put it on and show it to you."

"There's no need to wear it. This one doesn't suit you. My eighty-year-old grandma wouldn't wear such an outdated color."

"The pink one, it suits your age."

"I like that one too, but my mother said it's too frivolous."

"Put it on first and let me take a look."

"it is good."

Li Qingwan put on that pink Luo skirt, looking cute, bright and delicate, and it looked many times better than the brown one.

"Just this one, it doesn't have any fussy air, but it looks bright and moving."

"If you feel that your sleeves are a little thin, just wear a cloak then. The weather is getting colder anyway."

"Okay, then I will listen to Sister Lin."

"Now that I've changed my clothes, I'm afraid my head and face don't match anymore."

"Sister, please help me look at the jewelry again."

As she spoke, Li Qingwan opened a jewelry box and handed it to Lin Shuangshuang.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's such an old style. If you didn't tell me, I would have thought it was antique jewelry that was just dug out of the ground."

Li Qingwan looked embarrassed. Although it sounded unpleasant to say, it seemed to be correct. She felt that this dark green jade head and face looked like an antique from hundreds of years ago.

"Then sister, help me choose a suitable set."

"Just this butterfly hairpin, its wings can flap, it's smart and playful, and it can be paired with a few beaded flowers."

"You don't need to wear jewelry all over your head. You are the most beautiful when you are as young as a flower. Those jewelry can only be used as your decoration. Wearing too much jewelry will become tacky."

Li Qingwan hesitated: "But mother said that the twelve-piece set of jadeite haircuts is the most luxurious. On the day when hairpins are worn, one should wear them more grandly to show one's identity."

"I don't quite agree with what your mother said."

"Let me give you an example. It's like a beggar. Even if he puts on a dragon robe, he is still not an emperor."

"But Saint Kong, even though he had a simple diet and wore coarse linen clothes, he was still the most admired saint in the world."

"So, the value of a person lies in the person and not in the clothes."