Master and disciple miss each other and are hated by others. The conversation between father and daughter is profound.

"Sister An Liu, that kid is very clever, so don't worry too much."

As a master, he is calm and orderly on weekdays. He only rarely gets flustered when it comes to people he cares about.

His eyes were lowered, and wrinkles appeared on the new sleeves that he had prepared deliberately. A feeling of sadness filled the awning all over his body. Not only his old friend Liu Daguan, but also many ladies from the direct education looked over with some concern.

"Your disciple is not that young anymore. It is impossible to lose him in that house." Everyone saw Jia Xiao's wife's behavior just now, and even the unfamiliar lady comforted her.

Mrs. Li is here.

Mrs. Li nodded her head and thanked her, but her expression did not soften at all - even now when women can make a good life for themselves based on their abilities, there are still many women like Mrs. Jia who have committed themselves to being concubines with others.

If she was the last resort, she would definitely be pitied by everyone. But Jia Xiaoqi's level clearly shows that she is not an economical person. Whenever those methods are used on Sixth Sister, the latter will really fall into trouble.

"Everyone is watching, so Mrs. Jia doesn't dare to do anything." It turned out that this lady was one of the ladies who had frankly expressed their dislike for Mrs. Jia during the sacrifice. She sat closer to Mrs. Li, doing nothing but comforting her.

, which is the sound of sighing.

"In today's world, officials all value whether they have money in their hands. Naturally, some people value money more than anything else."

Thin rain fell on the shed above the head again, and everyone's words were muffled for a while. As a result, few people here spoke, they only looked at the white sky, waiting for the disciples inside

The competition will produce a result.

The rain is falling obliquely, and the chattering words like people are not stopping for a moment. The green mountains are covered with dust, just like Mrs. Li's thoughts, it is difficult to see any brightness...

"Bang!"

As the weft threads were disconnected again, Sister An Liu knew in her heart that if she continued to consume the tampered silk like this, the young ladies and officials present would not be idlers. No matter how proficient she was, she would still have to work hard.

Fall behind others.

My master was a clever man back then. No matter how clumsy his apprentices were, their weaving skills were at a high level. If I couldn't reach a middle-to-upper level among the others, I would be an embarrassment to my master.

"The two masters and apprentices pretend to be each other in their hearts. No wonder they are written as the protagonists. Isn't this a proper heroine story?"

As a daughter, An Jianing is not surprised that An Jianing can make such comments that keep up with the times.

Whether it is father or mother, even if they express themselves in different ways, they have always tried to understand the things that people of their own generation are interested in. Some words may be used bluntly, but when they are heard, they make people's hearts warm.

"What, girl, did I use the wrong word again?"

Seeing his father's cautious look, An Ji smiled: "No, no, that's what I meant."

"That's okay, your dad, I thought I was behind the times again!" An Jianing followed up with a smile, "It seems like your dad and I are the ones who are doing art. Your mom only knows how to be patient with her students and not with us."

He has no patience at all."

While his wife was not at home, An Jia Ning Shao had to complain to his daughter: "But I make a lot of money. Look at this place. Isn't it the wife who makes a lot of money?"

Both father and daughter have a background in literature, and they can understand each other tacitly. An Jianing seems to be a person who does not participate in the education of his daughter's growth and only cares about her silently, but he also expresses his love for his daughter in every word.

Guidance on life.

A girl's family must rely on her own ability to make money and live on her own ability, so that she can truly live her own life. This is a truth that remains unchanged throughout the ages!

"Sixth sister, you can use mine." Just when An Liujie was about to save some of the silk thread in her hand as evidence, the call of the young lady next to her suddenly sounded in her ears, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have participated.

Chance."
Chapter completed!