Sixties gold powder

Chapter 1 New

When the first ray of sunlight shines into the window in the morning, although the early air is cold, it has been busy for a long time in this house.

Su Chen opened her round eyes and waved her little hand unconsciously. For a moment, she was at a loss. She didn't know what had happened and why it became like this? She clearly remembers that she had just come out of the studio, and the perfume she developed finally had the opportunity to participate in this year's Italian Charmingxiang shui Exhibition. She has studied in Paris for ten years and is now about to reach the peak, but she inexplicably becomes a little baby. How can she not be annoyed? How not to be shocked?

"hehe." A smile came to my ears, turned my head, and saw a gentle and beautiful woman holding her head and looking at her with some fun.

Su Chen blinked his eyes, and the beautiful apricot eyes looked at the woman curiously. The woman stretched out her fingertips and gently poked Su Chen's tender and fragile little face. Su Chen rolled her eyes, moved her little mouth, and spit out a few bubbles. Su Chen's little face quietly turned red.

At this moment, the man pushed the door and came in. Su Chen looked at it. It turned out that it was not a dream. Last night, she remembered the man, who was very gentle and relieved.

"Atang, why don't you have more rest?" The man sat next to the woman, gently hugged the woman's waist, and asked softly, "But is this little guy bothering you?"

"Master~~~" The woman's eyes lit up and looked at Su Chen and said quickly, "Look, our daughter has opened her eyes today."

"Isn't it?" The man was also a little surprised. He reached out and picked up Su Chen, looked at her for a moment and said, "Our daughter is carved out of the same mold as Atang, and she is also a beauty when she grows up."

"Master, can you have a name?" The woman asked after thinking about it.

The man smiled and said, "I've been thinking about it for a long time. It's called Changping, Yun Changping."

The woman nodded and chewed thinly, "Changping, Changping, what a good name."

Su Chen is a little puzzled. Which dynasty is this, Changping? I only remember that there is a princess Changping who left a name for her tragic fate. What a good name is this?

But at present, she can't tolerate her objection.

Even if Su Chen's heart fluctuates, now she can't do anything. She can only eat and sleep every day. She enjoys this tranquility. Although she is still a little reluctant to give up her feelings for all things in her previous life, she has to let go.

To be honest, she is still very curious about the world, but according to her current short figure, it is difficult to do something. She only knows a little about it from the gossip of the usual maids.

Linguo, a dynasty that she is not familiar with, the Shuocheng Yun family is a generation of imperial merchants, which can be said to be a rare rich party in Linguo. To borrow Cao Gong's words, the abundance of the year is heavy snow, pearls are like earth, gold and iron, which shows its wealth. Yun Huazhuo, her current father, is the head of the Yun family. Over the years, the Yun family has become more and more powerful in his hands.

Now, her identity is the eldest daughter of the Yun family, but there have been two boys born by the second and third aunts earlier. Although her mother has been loved by her father for many years, I'm afraid it will be difficult in this family.

"Sir, tomorrow is the washing of three gifts in Changping. Master tomorrow..." A Tang asked hesitantly. She also knew that something had happened in the store recently. I'm afraid she wouldn't be idle.

"It's a big deal to wash San. As a father, I want to watch the ceremony." Yun Huazhuo touched the long flat little face and smiled, "What's more, this is the child we have been looking forward to for so long. How can it be simple?"

Su Chen rolled her eyes secretly. That's all. I'm afraid that Su Chen's name will not be seen in her life. Changping, Changping, I hope she can live a long life.

On this day, Changping was woken up early. She was well-behaved, and the other maids said more auspicious words on their faces.

Atang took Changping from the nanny's hand, looked at his daughter open her eyes curiously, smiled, and said, "Good boy~~ It's going to be noisy today. Don't be afraid of Changping."

"Ha ha, madam is too worried. The eldest girl is really painful. I have never seen such a clever girl." The nurse praised with a smile, "Our big girl knows that she loves her mother."

Atang smiled and said, "How can such a small child know this?" Having said that, everyone who heard praise his daughter was a little beautiful in his heart, and she was no exception.

"Madam, the old lady sent someone to send a message earlier to say that the eldest girl washed the third child today. She was tired, and she couldn't come. She had already sent someone to prepare the three things, and told her not to worry about it. A woman opened the curtain and came in to salute and said.

"I know." A Tang smiled, squeezed his lips slightly before saying, "It's been snowing for many days. The road in the middle of the house is slippery, and it's appropriate if you don't come." Her voice was always soft, which made people feel comfortable, and she said, "Is the old lady feeling better?"

"If you go back to your wife, the old lady's body is fine, and the doctor said that she will be refreshed for a few more days." The woman laughed.

Atang said something more, gave the reward and sent someone out. He looked at Changping with a melancholy look and sighed, "It's a pity, if it's a son..."

"Madam, don't be discouraged. Are you afraid that you don't have a brother when you value your wife so?" After Qiao Cui came in and put the things on the table, he interrupted.

"Mut-to-mouth." Atang said angrily, but he just looked at his daughter again and sighed, "That's all... For so many years, it should be content to ask for Changping."

No one spoke for a moment. Changping lay alone in his baby to entertain himself. I'm afraid that this mother has been humbly salute to Buddha for many years, in order to be her children.

At noon, Changping was tightly wrapped and came to the outer hall. He saw a incense case in the front, offering some gods. Changping had never seen such a vulgar gift. He looked at it curiously. There was millet in the incense burner, which should be used as incense ash, and a pair of small reds were inserted on the wax. Wax, there are also yellow money, ingots, thousands of other pieces of money and other sacred money.

The three rites were carried out in the same way as the custom. Changping was a little impatient, but he didn't expect it to be so cumbersome. The body was too small to withstand the toss, and he was a little sleepy after a moment.

It was not until a woman, holding an embroidered needle worn with red silk thread and smiling on her face full of wrinkles, she cheered up and only heard the woman smile at her mother, "This embroidery needle was prepared by the old lady before. It has been soaked in sesame oil in the wine cup for three days. Today It's used to prick the big girl's ears.

"It's really annoying, M Mother." Atang said softly, "This little thing still needs to be remembered by the old lady. It's really a daughter-in-law."

Changping's face is wooden, and the feelings are pierced like this. I'm afraid this ear will hurt for a few days. It's strange that it won't be infected with such a local method, but do you want to cry twice when you prick your ears for a while? After all, this is a hole in the ears. I'm afraid a normal baby will cry for a long time.

In Changping's thinking, the old Mchum's eyes were inserted without blinking. Changping's ears and eyes were pricked before he could cry. After a long time, he felt that his ears began to hurt hotly. Changping did not intend to wrong himself. His face wrinkled and he planned to cry. This just began at the corners of his eyes. With tears in her eyes, the nurse picked her up, and Changping began her fasting resistance again.

She really can't accept that kind of feeding. Even if she is hungry and scratching her lungs, she still can't pick up other women without any psychological burden.

In the end, he still couldn't resist other people's power policies, and the touch in his mouth made Changping feel disgusted. She thought that when she had some strength, she would resolutely safeguard her dignity!

The ceremonial table after washing three gifts is not her business. As soon as she ate some milk/water, Changping lay weakly on the side and pretended to sleep. Every time such a struggle is always tired and comfortable. She is disgusted and satisfied at the same time.

As soon as she fell asleep that day, she heard Qiao Cui say, "Madam, my second aunt and third aunt came to visit the eldest daughter." Changping opened his eyes again to see what kind of woman his cheap father would like after marrying such a beautiful woman as his mother?

The two women who came in have their own temperament. Their temperament does not look as peaceful as their mother's. That feeling of tranquility can't be learned by others. The second aunt is also in her twenties, but there are some tail lines in the corners of her eyes. Perhaps because of her age, she pays more and more emphasis on makeup. It gives people a sharp feeling. As for the third aunt, it is a typical small jasper type, which is no more elegant.

Changping curled his lips. Although his mother was 27 or 28 years old, she was a little younger with a peaceful mind. He heard that his mother was originally the official's eldest daughter. Originally, she was a little hesitant because of her father's identity as a businessman, but later, she agreed after getting along with her.

The men's and women's defense in Linguo is not as serious as she knows. Although the status of women is not as good as that of men, they are not much worse, a bit like the Tang Dynasty in the previous life.

Changping was a little happy. In this life, she was the eldest daughter of the Yun family. As long as she grasped the big tree of Yun Huazhuo, no one could control her even if she walked horizontally. What's more, there will be no such thing as entering the palace. Although the Yun family is rich, it is not an official woman. No matter how rich it is, no one dares to bully her, but she is just the daughter of a businessman. This alone is not qualified for a general election, let alone enter the palace.