Super Child Bride

Written at the beginning of the volume: This article is one-to-one. A curtain of dreams, an instant rebirth. Hua Xian was originally an ordinary person among all living beings in the world. Unexpectedly, in her previous life, she was as ordinary as dust, but she actually responded to the sad saying that the heart is as high as the sky and the life is as thin as paper. Due to the right time, place and people, she was reincarnated as the ninth lady of a flower family in another world. Due to the prediction made by the Taoist priest of the Fang family, the two centuries-old family ties of Huayan and Huayan were linked before they were born. They were married in a grand ceremony on the full moon after their birth. Living is a kind of practice, Hua Xian thought, maybe this is the positive result she obtained after 29 years of practice, the cycle of cause and effect, no matter life or death. Death and rebirth are just normal changes in time and space. She wanted to have a different rebirth. In this life, I will only be an idler, a lazy person, a layman, a parasite, a second generation ancestor, a landlord... Scene one: Hua Xian is full moon, and the wedding will be held the next day. Before his face could even turn red, Hua Xian suddenly felt a warm, wet and soft feeling on his mouth, with a faint smell of blood. "Hey, grandma, look at the little lady's mouth drooling, let me wipe it for her." Yan Zijun realized it later and carefully explained to his mother. Mother Yan couldn't help but smile. "Son, I know you use your mouth because your hands are dirty." "Hey, grandma is so smart." Scene two: Catch the week. Hua Xian was surrounded by a bunch of messy gadgets. She stood up and shook her head in a serious manner. He stretched out his hand, grabbed a writing brush, and stuffed it into the jacket on his chest. Everyone shook their heads. It is virtue for a woman to have no talent. He reached out again, grabbed a handful of colorful silk threads, and stuffed them in again. Everyone was relieved, as expected, women love red makeup. He reached out three times and carefully stuffed a small piece of gold into his right sleeve. Everyone lamented that this woman must be greedy for money. About to reach out again, someone thrust a miniature wooden guzheng into his hand. She stared at it and stuffed it into her little husband's arms. Turning around, another small jade chessboard suddenly appeared in his little hand. With the beautiful jade in hand, after much thought, she finally clumsily hung it on the belt of her nephew Yan Yan, who was two months older than her. Before anyone could react, Hua Xian rushed to her side and stood up. She hastily stuffed a small spear into her left sleeve. After that, Hua Xian turned around gracefully, took small steps, climbed into bed on his own, and fell asleep. Everyone fell. Scene three: The younger generations of the Yan family are lined up, the fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, eleventh and twelfth. Just listen to the sound of the gong, "Bang..." The eight-year-old Xiao Hua held the gong in his hand and shouted, "Okay, everyone, stand still, stand still. I am going to announce the rules of the competition now..." "The top three are all honored to be my honorary coaches, and each of them teaches me a special skill. There are also prizes: the first place winner will be rewarded with a gown from the Xianer brother and sister series. The second place winner will be rewarded with a Xianer sachet. The third place winner will be rewarded with a peach blossom handkerchief for Xianer."