"Dad, mom, third sister." Chanzi said hello with guilt.

Zhuhua came over with a horse whip when he said hello. Chanzi had already seen the whip in her hand and wanted to run away immediately.

"Hold him down for me." Zhuhua ordered left and right.

The servant did not dare not ignore Zhuhua's words, so he immediately stopped his intestines and dragged him over. As soon as he approached, Zhuhua picked up the whip and whipped three whips on his legs.

"Sister, what are you doing!" Chan shouted in pain, struggling to escape.

"Yes, Azhu, if you have something to say, don't do it." Cheng Dashan also advised from the side. He only knew that he had kicked King Ping, which was just a trivial matter, so why did he just whip it?

"What else can I say? Prince Ping is the prince. What is your identity? Even the prince dares to beat him?" Zhuhua asked coldly, seeing that he wanted to argue, he said, "Even if he is not the prince, he is your future brother-in-law. If your brother-in-law beats his brother-in-law, there is no reason for him to go anywhere. It's fine if you can do it, but now you are more and more lawless. Now you are like this at home, and you don't know how to bully people in school. I thought that your little bully's name was just a random call from others, but now it seems that it is a bit true. Maybe there will be a good child from a good family being bullied by you!"

"I don't bully the weak."

"You can say this, but I only see you bullying the weak, and when you see the powerful, you turn your head and run away!"

Seeing that his intestines were being scolded so pitifully, Cheng Dashan couldn't help but speak for him: "Oh, just kick it a few times and let King Ping kick it back, Azhu, put down the whip."

When Chanzi heard this, he looked up at Zhuhua pitifully. Zhuhua ignored it and turned to look at Cheng Dashan, "You are not here when you should teach your son. Now others are teaching you, so don't hold back. If you can't even teach your own son well, you shouldn't play with your grandson in the future, so as not to even spoil your grandson!"

When Zhuhua and his grandson moved out, Cheng Dashan immediately did not dare to speak.

"Okay, this is all the fault of the intestines. Why are you angry at your father? Do you have such a powerful daughter like you?" Sun said, frowned and looked at the intestines who were still pretending to be pitiful, and said, "The intestines are punished. There are so many people in the family, you can't do it yourself. The person comes, take off the intestines' pants and go to the yard to get fifty whips. Zhuhua, if you want to, go and stare at them yourself."

"No, I won't take off my pants, I'm all older kids." Chan cried.

"It's just to let you know that you are a big child." Sun shouted, waved to the subordinate, who immediately dragged his intestines down.

Under Zhuhua's surveillance, the intestines were whipped hard. Later, Dabao and Erbao rushed over when they heard about this and pleaded with Zhuhua. Zhuhua asked the two to help the intestines away. Zhuhua didn't think there was anything wrong with the hit. When she was not corporal punishment in her previous life, she saw her brother making a mistake and beat her directly, not to mention that there was a filial son under the stick in the world.

I don't know if it was a harsh attack, but my intestines got a fever in the middle of the night. Even when I was in a daze, he still cried uneasy. Sun quickly went to hire a doctor. Fortunately, he took the medicine and his fever subsided at noon the next day. His eyes were swollen into a crack and he didn't care about anyone he saw. Zhuhua didn't go to see him even if he went there. If he went there, he would be even more difficult to teach.

"Abao, are you angry with your sister? How can you angry with your sister? I'm all for your own good." Dabao advised from the side.

He snorted and ignored them, and knew that these two men were helping their third sister.

"You are still angry, and you are not afraid of your butt blooming again." Erbao muttered.

When the intestine heard this, he became even more angry and patted the bed board and said, "Even you are coming to anger me. I am injured and sick, and you don't help me. She didn't see me either. What if I die of illness?"

"You dead child, why don't you die?" Sun heard his loud voice as soon as he entered the room, and his brain hurt.

Chanzi heard Sun's voice and turned his head to look at her. When he saw that there was no one behind her, he turned his head angrily. Sun rolled his eyes and said bluntly: "Okay, I'll take the medicine."

“I won’t drink.”

"What do you want?"

The intestine thought about it, but was embarrassed to speak and said, "Well... I won't drink it now anyway."

Sun was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he patted his injured butt, and while he was screaming in pain, he pinched his face and poured the medicine directly. After the injection, she complained: "I was not so annoyed when I put medicine on pigs."

"What's wrong with me? I just want to drink it later." Chanter shouted aggrievedly.

"Don't wait for a while, Zhuhua went to your brother-in-law's house to play." Although he went to his second brother-in-law's house.

Chanzi thought she had gone to the Prince Ping's Mansion, and then he was so angry that he patted the bed, saying, "This little unscrupulous person, I have bought her a lantern."

Sun was also amused by him, but he couldn't laugh anymore and stimulated him. He told him to take good care of his illness and left, and also called Dabao and Erbao away.

"You go back to read books, don't mess around with him here, just spend a few days."

Dabao and Erbao naturally agreed. When the two of them left, they felt aggrieved again when they saw that one of them was left in the room. The next day, he saw that Zhuhua still didn't come to see him, so he was so angry that he refused to eat. Zhuhua didn't come, and she knew the movement in the yard.

"Let him make a fuss and see what tricks he can do." Zhuhua smiled.

Qiu Chu nodded and said yes, hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Miss, Your Highness Pingwang sent someone a box of fruits. Do you want to taste it?"

"I won't taste it anymore, I'll send it to Huanhuanxi." Zhuhua said without raising her head.

Qiu Chu didn't dare to say anything. Zhuhua sometimes felt that her anger was unreasonable, but she just couldn't accept that a person who was weak among her friends would be like this. Either he changed his temper or he wouldn't appear again. But when both of them got engaged, it was impossible for him to stop appearing again. Zhuhua felt that it was a very troublesome to change his temper. After all, it was probably not easy to change his temperament since childhood. Just like she had changed her temper, she lived for two lifetimes. As his future wife, she had to correct some of his bad habits, but Zhuhua never corrected their habits. Whatever others like was their business. She couldn't stand her, and she could not watch it, and let them do it themselves. It was like Yinhua's strange aesthetic, and she didn't say it until the end. Didn't she mention a few words?

Because she didn't want to continue to get along with him for a moment, Zhuhua didn't want to meet him, so as not to show off her bad face and make both sides feel bad. She was a person who liked to deal with the cold. After calming down, half a month passed, and her intestinal injuries healed, but she still didn't see King Ping. She found out that Zhuhua hadn't met King Ping again and was secretly happy, but Zhuhua ignored him and didn't even let him in her yard, which made him a little panicked.

"I've been beaten up, what else do you want?" The intestine stood outside the yard and rang inside.

Zhuhua snorted coldly inside and asked Qiuchu to go out and close the yard gate.

Qiu Chu had no choice but to obey and went to the gate of the yard and whispered to Chanzi: "Young master, the lady's anger has not yet subsided. Don't mess with her these days."

"It's been half a month. Why is she so angry?" Chanzi complained.

Qiu Chu smiled and closed the door in front of the intestine. The intestine couldn't think of a solution, so he went to Dabao and Erbao for help.

"I think you and my sister will admit your mistakes. By the way, didn't you punish you for writing a repentance before? You can write another one." Erbao asked for advice.

"Are you a confession?" The intestine was a little embarrassed. He really didn't like to write this thing, but when he couldn't find another way, he could only write a confession and someone handed over it. Unexpectedly, Qiuchu quickly returned the confession.

"Young master, the lady said you can't read this word."

"Why are you still picking this?" Chanzi complained, took the letter of repentance back with his fate, and said, "Then I'll change it."

He has a direction of hard work here, and King Ping is still hung with Zhuhua. Fortunately, Zhuhua doesn't stay in the house every day. One day she wants to go to the Wugui Gong Mansion for a banquet. When she goes out, she sees King Ping obediently there. She has seen the ceremony on both sides, and Zhuhua doesn't talk to him, so she gets on her own carriage and goes to the Wugui Gong Mansion. King Ping's carriage follows him all the way. After arriving at the Wugui Gong Mansion, he doesn't go in, and just waits outside. He waits until the Zhuhua comes out, and he is still standing there.

It was cold that day and the wind blew very hard. Zhuhua glanced at him when she saw that his face turned pale by the wind.

Seeing the opportunity, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Zhu'er, I will definitely change it in the future."

Can a man believe what he said? Of course it is not possible. But after all, this is not a big deal. If he is really cowardly and cannot help him, he will be able to support him and give her a chance to get angry at others. Zhuhua sighed inwardly and said, "Why is it like you made a mistake, it's not your business."

"It's all mine, it's wrong."

I missed him as a first offender and his attitude was so sincere, Zhuhua didn't care about him anymore.

"You go back today and remember to drink a bowl of ginger soup."

"I'm fine, I'm not cold. Can I go to Cheng's house for dinner?" King Ping asked pitifully, but unfortunately he sneezes as soon as he finished speaking.

Zhuhua glanced at him coldly and said in a deep voice: "Go back to your palace."

"Yes, I'll go back now." King Ping responded immediately, watching her get on the carriage, and then returned to his own carriage and kept sending her back to his mansion.

On the second day, Zhuhua heard from Qiuchu that King Ping was sick. Zhuhua couldn't help but look at Qiuchu when she heard the news.

"You're more informed now?"

Qiu Chu smiled embarrassedly and said, "Isn't this for you, Miss? I have established a good relationship with Manager Xiao over there, and there will always be benefits in the future, right?"

"Yes." Zhuhua responded long.

"Master, don't you go and have a look?"

"I'm not a doctor, what's the point of seeing it? You can ask the kitchen stew pot hen soup. If it's cold today, the whole family will have to replenish it and also give Pingwang a bowl."

"Yes, I will go to the kitchen immediately." Qiu Chu replied.

"Wait." Zhuhua called Qiuchu who turned around and was about to leave, and said, "I'd better do it myself. I'll be my future husband anyway."

"Yes. If the lady makes it by herself, His Highness Ping will definitely get better after drinking it."

"How much benefit did you take him? Your mouth is so sweet."

"Miss, you are underestimating me now. I only have you in my eyes. How could I help others talk?"

Zhuhua chuckled and didn't get any more poor with her. After an afternoon, she stewed a large pot of soup with three old hens. The Qin Mansion, Xu Mansion, Ping Wang Mansion, did not drag down the entire house, and each house sent it. Not to mention others, Ping Wang drank the chicken soup, and his face was full of joy, and Xiao Lin also breathed a sigh of relief. His master was happy, and he didn't have to worry about the person he was doing.

However, Zhuhua's chicken soup is not a fairy pill after all. Ping Wang's illness was better after five days, and he still had a little cough. Zhuhua heard about it and started stewing various lung-moistening soups, which were also delivered to every mansion. In autumn, even if there is no cold, he should drink some clear soup. In addition to Ping Wang, the happiest thing was the intestines. He thought his sister was finally out of anger. After respectfully handing a repentance, Zhuhua did not ask him to rewrite it, and he could step into Zhuhua's yard again.

When he knew that the King of Tang Ping, who had been boiled with Zhuhua, had already recovered, and he began to go out of Chengfu again. Although his intestines were still a little unconvinced, he didn't dare to do anything. At most, he threw a knife that was neither light nor heavy.

In the early October, Yinhua was so painful that she gave birth to a big fat son one day and one night. Because Sun and Jinhua were giving birth smoothly that year, Zhuhua was the first time she saw such a scene. The young people were scared and even Xu Mu was stunned. She watched a bloody drama, and Xu Mu shouted outside the door, Yinhua responded inside the door. Perhaps Yinhua was not able to give birth immediately, but she spent too much effort to talk to Xu Mu.

Later, the pain was also severe. Yinhua cried and shouted that she would not give birth. Sun inside persuaded and scolded him. Zhuhua listened outside, but saw Yinhua actually blamed her for always sending soup to make up for the child. Zhuhua was speechless and quietly retreated to the kitchen to help her prepare the food after giving birth. It took another half a day, and it was almost noon that she successfully gave birth to the child. The child weighed eight pounds and looked a little fat. Zhuhua also silently reflected on whether it was because she always sent soup to Yinhua in the later stage, but she didn't give much portion to Yinhua.

No matter what, the child was born, no one mentioned this again. Xu Mu had already named the child, Xu Weixin. The nickname was already chosen by Xu's father before leaving home, and was called Tiger. The little tiger was very obedient, quite like the intestines of childhood, and was very easy to carry. Compared to Yinhua, Yinhua was a little willful and had to eat the confinement meal made by Zhuhua. None of the elder sister had eaten her but she didn't. Zhuhua also had a good temper for a month, and then he saw Yinhua gaining weight with a sense of accomplishment.
Chapter completed!