Chapter 35 The Yun family is a wealthy family!!!

As Yun Zhao knows, wealthy families have no way to teach their daughters to become noble. If there is, it is also influenced by the eyes. One learns one, and it will eventually become annoying.

If you insist on saying that there is one, it is just some Confucian dogmas, such as the dregs of three obediences and four virtues.

In Shaanxi, it is not necessary to study for a wealthy daughter, so I wonder how to have a son!

Only when the brothel madam educates the "Yangzhou Slim Horse" will he make every effort to educate those little beauties.

Yun Zhao stood up and liked to watch the little girls running happily. His little face was blushing and full of vitality of life. This was really beautiful.

Holding a bowl on your head is a necessary skill for performers to practice the steps of floating on the water. Holding a notebook on your head is a compulsory course for airplane waiters.

Both of these practice methods can develop a straight temperament, so Yun Zhao thinks this is also good.

Seeing his daughter crying, Yun Meng turned his head over...

Uncle Fu was a little dazed. Seeing Yun Zhao looking at him, he sucked a few mouthfuls of cigarettes and spit out a large area of ​​smoke to cover his slightly red face.

Yun Zhao put the bowl of mouthwash on his little daughter's head, revealing eight white teeth and said, "Be careful."

Although it was a sibling, the daughter who came out of the robber's nest seemed to be more shy than Yun Zhao. The distance was close, Yun Zhao could see the strange scene where the capillaries on her ears were quickly congested.

The girls were led by Yun Chun around the atrium and then returned to the back house. After a short section of the road, Yun Meng, a ferocious man, seemed to be even more uncomfortable than his daughter.

This is the true feelings, and Yun Zhao kept shaking his head when he saw it.

He just didn't understand why the robber wanted his daughter to be a lady so much?

With shallow eyes and unstoppable scenes, Yun Zhao went to school.

Over the past six months, Yun Zhao's calligraphy has improved a lot, and Yun Yang and others have also begun to really get in touch with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and finally can throw away the sand table.

Others were writing, and Yun Zhao was reciting "Ji Xiao New Book". This time, he had no ability to read it, so he had to work hard.

Because of the slow progress, Mr. Xu has been punished many times.

Mr. Xu did not expect Yun Zhao to understand "Ji Xiao New Book" now, but he only hoped that he could recite it thoroughly.

As for books like "The Practical Records of Military Training", there is no need to recite them. Yun Fu is teaching them step by step...

After Yun Meng came, the person who taught these children to practice martial arts was replaced by him.

After Yun Zhao was kicked away countless times, he finally understood a truth - this guy was taking revenge.

He tortures Yun Zhao no matter how his mother tortures his daughter.

This is also good, and the family's happy revenge is also a kind of harmonious life.

The small table in the inner house has become a big table!

My mother sat on her head with a big golden sword, and Yun Zhao sat opposite her, with twelve big and small daughters sitting on both sides.

It is not easy to talk about when it is pleasing to the eye. As long as the little girl's house is clean, it is very popular.

My mother sat on her head, as stable as a mountain, and she didn't move her golden steps. She also specially drew her eyebrows and flew straight into her temples. She used a thin layer of rouge, which made her originally pale complexion look a little rosy. Even so, the color of the mouth is still too bright, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

There were many dishes on the table, including stir-fried cabbage, stir-fried beans, stewed pumpkin, spinach, and four or five kinds of wild vegetables. Of course, a bowl of golden egg custard sprinkled with coriander was placed in front of my mother, and as for Yun Zhao, there was naturally a pot of stewed pork.

As there is too much wheat at home, I naturally have to eat noodles. Xinmaizi's mother is reluctant to leave, and I don't know where to find noodles made from the old wheat. Today I can do it.

"I told you about the rules for eating at home yesterday. You should all remember that everyone in the mountains used to live as savages. Since you have gone down the mountain, you must abide by the rules of your family, otherwise the family rules will not be spared!"

When my mother spoke, she spoke in a low tone. Yun Zhao felt that Empress Dowager Cixi should be like this when she spoke.

These children were so scared that they didn't dare to move their chopsticks.

Yun Zhao smiled and delivered a bowl of white rice specially prepared for him to his mother, took her mother's noodles and returned to her seat. She squeezed her eyes at the sisters who had sat in two rows, and did not eat dishes, so she started eating noodles.

Yun Niang was very satisfied with her son's sensible approach, and she did not refuse and started to eat.

The scene was extremely strange. Yun Niang took a bite, and the girls followed her. The mother felt that there was rice grains on the corner of her mouth and used a handkerchief to dip the corner of her mouth. The girls hurriedly pulled out the handkerchief from her sleeve and dipped the corner of her mouth.

Of course, Yun Zhao had no image in his meal...

"Brother Zhao is a boy, you can eat this way!"

When my mother saw that the rest of her daughters were looking at Yun Zhao who was eating voraciously, she said casually.

The stewed pork with oil is naturally better than vegetables. The best-selling little girl sitting next to Yun Zhao tried to put her chopsticks into the pot where she stewed pork, but Yun Niang was glaring back.

Yun Zhao was extremely helpless and couldn't say what his mother was wrong. He stood up and spread the stewed pork evenly for the sisters. Finally, he poured the foundation and the soup into his little daughter's bowl and said with a smile: "Eat more!"

Yun Niang snorted, but she didn't say much because her son put her favorite slices of pork belly on her rice.

When Yun Zhao put down his bowl, he quietly said to his little daughter beside him: "Eat quickly, if my mother stops the chopsticks, you will not be able to eat!"

The little girl who was carefully savoring the taste of stewed pork was frightened and forced herself to stop sucking her in her mouth, but she ate much faster.

"If you finish eating, get out!"

Yun Niang showed her eyes from behind her job and glared at her son.

Yun Zhao stood up with a smile, gave his sister a pity to beg for blessings, and then turned around and went out.

The poor true master of the Crescent Mountain, Yun Meng, the famous robber leader in Guanzhong, is now very pitiful.

Holding a big old bowl bigger than Yun Zhao's head, he squatted on the moon gate in the atrium and backyard, while eating, stretching his neck and looking in.

The black boss had no one to accompany him, only two big white geese were guarding the side, hoping to have some leftovers.

Although he had a lot of pig bones in his job, he had no appetite.

Yun Zhao took a stick from his bowl and said while gnawing: "Stop looking, how to eat when you are teaching a lesson."

"You have to teach a lesson when you eat?"

"Don't suck the noodles when eating them, you cannot roll them with your tongue, you cannot expose your teeth when chewing them, you must be upright in your sitting posture, you must not pick up too many dishes, you must only have one at a time, you cannot bring up soup, you cannot drink soup when you drink soup, you must use spoons, and you cannot have a drop of soup on your clothes..."

"Hiss..." Yun took a deep breath.

Yun Zhao talked a lot, and of course, he also ate another stick in Yun Meng's bowl.

"Do you think this is over? Tell you, this is the beginning, look at my hands!"

Yun Zhao spread out his fat hands.

"Like pig's trotter!"

"What kind of pig's trotters are all beaten by my mother. Once, Uncle Xuefu walked with his hands on his back and got off with a whip. It still hurts. He slept well at night and kicked me to the ground because he was not sleeping well."

"hiss……"

"There are rules everywhere when you move, sit, lying, walk, and walk. Do you think this is over?

My mother said that a woman’s appearance, morality, worker, and words must not be missed. The daughter of the Yun family will study in the future! She teaches! She also knows how to calculate and settle accounts, and she teaches! If she knows how to do business, she teaches!"

Yun Meng looked at Yun Zhao dumbly and said, "It's great!"

Yun Zhao hurriedly said, "Uncle Six, don't expose your anger on me. You are the only nephew, who is still young..."

Yun Meng smiled and finished the rice in the bowl with a few mouthfuls. He boldly put the rice bowl on the windowsill and said, "Your father is the only one in the family. Your ancestors treated him as human beings back then? There are six brothers in the Yin clan. Who treats us as human beings?

Your uncle died of a deal between a swordsman and a swordsman, your second uncle died of a battle with Yizhutian, your third uncle died of a battle with a three-eyed beast in Chang'an County, and your fourth uncle was injured while robbing Yihu Village. He ran a little slower and was beaten to death by the villagers. Your fifth uncle was a tough guy, but he died of diarrhea after running.

Humph, your father doesn't live long. He originally expected him to take his whole family on the right path. As long as his power is strong enough, the Yin clan can take a breath. He is dead and blind.

The reason why my Yun family can still be the king here is because you die and I and a few uncles get their lives for you.
Chapter completed!