She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Ten Wan walked at Qiao Zhenzhen's feet, followed by Dong Xiang, and the three of them headed to the library in the west of Mingde Hall.

Tenwan, who was shaking his head, expressed his opinion, "Were you just there, that P...PUA, your mother?"

"Do you still understand PUA?" Qiao Zhenzhen said, "But what you are saying is, am I the kind of person - I am a reasonable person. Reasonable, you understand?"

This is the world of adults.

A teenage girl's primary school chicken-style provocation method of crying a few times and saying she was scolded and beaten to gain sympathy.

Under all principles, everything will be wiped out.

"Understood! We are reasonable people." Ten Wan led the way with his head held high, "Only do anything if you encounter someone who doesn't understand what others are saying!"

Qiao Zhenzhen laughed out loud.

Touka looked up at her, then quickly lowered her head.

Mo Yuying's study was really lackluster. After asking around, I learned that there was a library at home in Mingde Hall. I had wanted to come here for a long time, but after many delays, it was postponed until today.

The bookstore is a small second floor, with three bays on the upper and lower floors. There are two old ladies guarding the door.

"This is it, Liuyi Pavilion."

Ten Wan raised his neck and said to Qiao Zhenzhen.

Such a familiar name, I remember the name of a real library.

In this world, maybe she will see more familiar things in her mind in the future.

The collection of thousands of books is not staggering to people who are used to reading libraries, but this is a personal collection, so it should be considered too much.

They say that the wealth of a family is not money, but knowledge.

This shows Mo Qingyang's inner ambition.

The Mo family has indeed just started, but who dares to say that after one generation, two generations and three generations, it will not become another century-old family.

Tenwan looked at the rows of bookshelves and exclaimed: "There are so many books."

A woman guarding the gate said cautiously: "Master treasures these books very much. Miss, look at your cat..."

Ten Wan felt underestimated and his meow was a little rough.

Qiao Zhenzhen did not make things difficult for others. She left Ten Wan and Dong Xiang at the door and went in to choose by herself.

Another woman lit a lantern to guide her.

Looking at the rows of books, there are all kinds of books.

The fictional era of Dashun and her real world were divided into two parallel lines starting from the Sui Dynasty, mixing things from the Tang, Song and Ming dynasties.

If there are no surprises in the books, there should only be books written before Tang Dynasty.

But don't rule out the possibility, after all, the world is no longer under control.

The difficulty lies here as well. The farther away the dynasty is from her time, the more difficult it becomes to understand the book.

Qiao Zhenzhen regrets not majoring in ancient Chinese in college.

But then again, is there such a major? As a female science and engineering girl, I really don’t know much about liberal arts.

She embarked on the path of writing just because she had so many wild ideas in her mind.

In the end, she only picked some familiar classics and some books related to the Dashun Dynasty.

Among the medical books, she only saw one "Huangdi Neijing". It seemed that Mo Qingyang didn't pay much attention to medicine.

But she was very interested, and it seemed she had to go out and visit a local bookstore.

As for miscellaneous books, I picked two travel books.

It will take a long time just to read and understand these.

I didn’t see any scripts, but the books collected here are relatively orthodox.

I didn't go upstairs. The woman who led us said that the upstairs was full of ancient books. The master didn't allow anyone to come in and out at will, and they had to get his permission.

The upstairs should be all collections, ancient books worth how much.

Qiao Zhenzhen is not interested.

The books below appear to have been published in modern times, and the books are quite new, so they are not afraid of being scolded.

I walked around for more than half an hour and left with a full load.

*

After Hu Yujiao was told that she would start to check Wu's morning and evening tomorrow, she was confused at first, and then angry. An aunt just thought of going to see her, so why should she say hello in the morning and evening.

Before coming, my mother told her not to please Mrs. Wu too much.

In the Mo family, you should eat and drink, don't refuse good things, and don't have the idea of ​​relying on others. If the Wu family hadn't been cunning and cunning, the wealthy life of the Mo family should have belonged to their mother and daughter.

She owes them all this!

It's just that the form is stronger than the person. No matter how dissatisfied Hu Yujiao felt in her heart, she had to get up early the next day and go to Mingde Hall to pay respects to Mrs. Wu.

In fact, Wu didn't value these formalities, but Aunt Xin said that as the master's official position grew bigger and bigger, the family's population would also increase. She didn't care, but without rules, it would be the source of chaos in the family.

It's okay to be more relaxed. For example, if a grandma is pregnant with a child and will give birth in a few months, she can be exempted from paying her respects.

If you don't like being waited on when eating in private, you can also be more casual and wait.

At the end of Mao Shi, Qiao Zhenzhen met Hu Yujiao outside Mingde Hall.

Hu Yujiao smiled and stepped forward and bowed.

"Good morning, cousin. My aunt was talking about you yesterday." She sighed, "I said it's not my cousin's fault, it's my own recklessness, and it's all because my aunt cares about me - look at my golden hairpin that my aunt gave me yesterday. .”

Qiao Zhenzhen looked at the golden hairpin that, although it was luxurious and complicated, was not something a little girl could hold up, and felt funny in her heart.

She glanced around Hu Yujiao's face and said, "Sister Yujiao is not used to getting up so early. The circles under my eyes are a little green and black, which is really distressing. If I have to get up so early in the future, I have to go to bed earlier at night." "

Hu Yu's petite face was cold for a moment, but the next second, her smile appeared again, but she rolled her eyes back, then put her smile away and looked sad, "My cousin taught me a lesson..."

This changeable expression should really be seen by those traffickers whose facial features seemed to be frozen. Qiao Zhenzhen secretly admired it. The next moment, she turned around and said to the visitor: "Second brother, you came really early today."

Mo Tingjin was three or five steps away from the two of them: "Little sister, are you again..."

The last half of the sentence was stuck in Qiao Zhenzhen's eyes.

After all, he is soft-spoken and short-handed when he eats people. That's only five taels of silver.

The Mo family emphasizes that the poor should raise boys and the rich should raise girls.

Mo Yuying earns twenty taels of silver a month, while Mo Tingjin only earns twenty taels.

This is a clear difference in treatment.

Mo Tingjin felt that he could read minds, because the little girl's bright eyes clearly said, "Next time you want to borrow money, just keep your mouth shut."

So he shut his mouth.

From the way Mo Tingjin asked Mo Yuying for money, Qiao Zhenzhen judged that he was not here to borrow money once or twice.

It's just that she doesn't quite understand that the debtor actually dares to speak loudly in front of the creditor, and also favors outsiders. Such supercilious behavior is not allowed in her place.

Mo Tingjin said hello honestly, "Good morning, little sister, good morning cousin."

Hu Yujiao's smile was a little dry.

"Good morning, second cousin."

Today was a bad start again, and she felt strange. She had said so. In the past, Mo Yuying should have jumped three feet high and started making noise.

She might as well show her cousin and aunt how weak and pitiful she was and how Mo Yuying bullied her.

Qiao Zhenzhen looked at Xia Xiang.

Xia Xiang stepped forward to talk to the gatekeeper, and after receiving permission, the group entered Mingde Hall.

It was quiet along the way, no one spoke again.

Qiao Zhenzhen was very satisfied.

Just because she can criticize people doesn't mean she likes to criticize them all the time.

It's so pleasant to hear the fresh chirping of birds in the early morning.