There is Room For the Poor Daughter

In the pavilion, Yan Yishuang connected with the poem written by Yan Wenxiu. The poem was well connected and won everyone's applause. Yan Yishuang's expression was lifted, and she immediately looked at Xiao Yeyang, who was sitting in the hands.

"Little prince, it's your turn!"

She never felt that she was any worse than the big sister, especially when it came to reciting poems and writing poems, and she even left the big sister a few streets away. Today, she must seize the opportunity to show her skills, so that her father and family can Look at the others, as well as the little prince, the Yan family's girl is not only her eldest sister.

Xiao Yeyang was a little uninterested, and took a perfunctory sentence, looking out of the pavilion from time to time, feeling angry and helpless in his heart.

That guy Daohua really left him here!

Damn!

In the pavilion, Yan Wenkai, who felt as boring as Xiao Yeyang, would have wanted to leave if he hadn't seen his eldest brother working so hard to invigorate the atmosphere.

"Brother Dong's words are so well done, kind and natural, little prince, what do you think?"

Hearing that the third sister was calling the little prince again, Yan Wenkai had a toothache.

Did the third sister have no eyes? Didn't she see that the little prince was already impatient, and she tried her best to pull him to talk.

Yan Yishuang was still applauding, looking at Xiao Yeyang expectantly, as if waiting for his comment.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yeyang didn't even give her a look.

Seeing this, the smile on Yan Yishuang's face could not be maintained, and Dong Yuanxuan, who was on the side, sighed helplessly, and had to make a sound to smooth things out so as not to make the scene too ugly.

At the same time, I wondered in my heart, the same Miss Yan family, why is the gap so big?

When Sister Yan was there, the atmosphere was happy, relaxed, and at ease. Even if she focused more on the little prince, she would not ignore other people.

But when I got to the third girl of the Yan family, in addition to the rush to please, there was nothing but embarrassment.

I really don't know why Yan Wenxiu pushed this guy out?

"Little Prince, how about this pot of green winter chrysanthemum?"

Just when Xiao Yeyang's face became more and more impatient, Yan Yile smiled and put a pot of winter chrysanthemum in front of Xiao Yeyang.

Xiao Yeyang raised his eyes and looked at it, but he was not interested.

But at this time, Yan Yile spoke again: "This is cultivated by my eldest sister herself. There are only a few pots, and even the flower shop is not sold."

Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang became interested: "Winter chrysanthemums are more difficult to feed, and green ones are even rarer. The craftsmanship of planting rice flowers is quite good."

Seeing that the little prince was willing to talk to herself, Yan Yile laughed very happily, and took Yan Yihuan together, and began to talk about how her eldest sister usually grows and grafts flowers and plants.

Yan Yihuan sat demurely beside her, adding a sentence or two from time to time, while Yan Yile spoke with a rapturous expression.

Others thought that Xiao Yeyang would listen to this impatiently, but he didn't expect to hear it with relish. From time to time, he would talk to the two sisters about how to grow flowers.

Aside, Yan Yishuang frowned in disappointment, and looked at Yan Wenxiu pitifully.

Yan Wenxiu reassured her with his eyes, indicating that she was fine.

Xiao Yeyang had been patiently waiting at Yan's house for a long time, but in the afternoon, he still didn't see Daohua coming out to see him, and when the little prince got angry, he left with a sullen face.

Rice Garden.

Daohua is calculating the account of the flower shop.

In the past few months, the flower shop has done a good business and made a lot of money.

Thinking that most of the vegetables grown in the conservatory are mature, and their family can't eat them all, Daohua is now wondering whether to buy another shop, which is dedicated to selling vegetables.

There are few kinds of vegetables in winter, especially green vegetables, which can definitely sell for a good price.

Moreover, after the vegetables are sold, the shop can also be used to sell fruit in the future.

There are many fruit trees planted on the barren hills above her village.

Even if the fruit trees will not be harvested for a year or two, there are still watermelons and grapes.

After thinking about it, Daohua felt that it was feasible, and began to calculate whether the money was enough.

At this moment, Wang Man'er came back from outside.

"Girl, the little prince is gone."

Daohua paused, smiled faintly, and then continued to bury her head in calculating her own account.

Whether it is modern or ancient, is there anything more important than being strong and self-reliant?

That night, Daohua came to the old lady's yard for dinner.

As soon as I entered the room, I realized that the atmosphere in the room was not right.

The cheap dad didn't look very good. Seeing her come in, he glanced at her with dissatisfaction on his face.

The second room and the big family were all smiles.

Daohua glanced at them in surprise. Did this family find the money?

As for the third room, it was as silent as ever.

After thinking about it, Daohua beckoned Wang Maner to go out and ask.

Soon, Wang Man'er came back and said to Daohua in a low voice, "Miss, the reason why the second master and the second lady are so happy is because this afternoon, the little prince and the second girl and the fourth girl had a good chat."

Daohua raised her brows, no wonder the second uncle and second aunt were so proud.

"Where's my father, why is he unhappy?" It stands to reason that he should be happy after receiving Xiao Yeyang.

Wang Man'er glanced at Yan Yishuang who was sitting and didn't speak: "The little prince didn't pay much attention to the three girls."

Hearing this, Daohua sneered in her heart.

Sure enough, in the cheap dad's place, the separation of closeness and distance is still very clear.

Also, although it is a family, how can a niece have the face of her own daughter, and she has more face.

Seeing the cheap dad's forced smile, Daohua felt a little gloomy.

Don't you think Yan Yishuang is the best? Now that she is being compared, she is being slapped in the face!

On the side, Mrs. Yan looked at her granddaughter as if she was watching a joke, and gave her a hard head.

During the meal, Yan Zhiyuan drank a few sips of wine. I don't know if he was too happy.

"Daohua, it's not the second uncle who told you that you really need to change your temper. Who is the little prince? He came to our house, why are you so rude and don't even show your face?"

Seeing how mad the second uncle cheap was, Daohua endured it, but really couldn't hold it back, put down his chopsticks, and looked at him straight: "Second uncle, I'm doing this, but I'm doing exactly what you told me to do."

Yan Zhiyuan was taken aback: "When did I make you so rude?"

Daohua sneered: "Didn't you say it before, I offended Xiao Yeyang, and I was causing trouble for the entire Yan family. For the Yan family, I have to stay away from him, otherwise, in case one day If you don't pay attention, the whole Yan family will be implicated. At that time, you won't have to kill me with a thousand cuts."

"What are you talking about?" Yan Zhiyuan was a little annoyed.

Daohua looked back at me without any fear: "Truly! Second uncle, how did I offend you, so that you raised your eyebrows and raised your eyes so much at me?"

"Let's get in touch with Xiao Yeyang. It's to cause trouble for the Yan family. Now I'm taking the initiative to stay away from him, and you think I'm not polite. Second uncle, your requirements are too harsh."

"you"

Yan Zhiyuan was in a hurry, and slapped him on the table: "I think you are a wild girl without a tutor."

Hearing this, Yan Zhigao and Mrs. Li raised their brows together.

"Second brother, you've been drinking too much!"

Taking advantage of his face, Yan Zhigao said, "What's wrong with the eldest daughter? With him and his wife here, the second brother wouldn't be able to teach.

"I didn't." Yan Zhiyuan wanted to refute, but unfortunately, Mrs. Li didn't give him the opportunity, and interrupted him directly, looking at Sun and said.

"Second brother and sister, the second brother is drunk, send him back to his room!" The tone was indifferent, and there was no room for negotiation.

At this time, the majesty of the head of the husband and wife was revealed.