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Lan Guihong can't understand. Her daughter, who used to be stuck in the dust, couldn't say a word after asking for a long time. Now she is glib and can't even compare with herself. Lan Guihong looked at Xin-er carefully. Yes, it's Xin Er, but why is her personality completely opposite?
Xin-er also noticed Lan Guihong's look and was surprised. She quickly pretended to be angry, bowed her head and said nothing, like sitting on a woodcarving, motionless. Lan Guihong thought, maybe it's because I don't know my daughter very well, maybe it's mixed feelings!
Lan Guihong reluctantly shook his head and walked out of Dongsheng Pavilion. Xin-er heaved a sigh and pulled up Xiaoyu's pants that just took the door. Xiaoyu didn't know what she meant and blushed. Xin-er said inexplicably, "Xiao Yu, why don't you bind your feet?"
Xiaoyu seems to have done something wrong, and her face is red. She bowed her head and whispered, "The handmaiden is from a poor family and hasn't bound her feet yet. If you are entangled, how to dress up? "
Xin-er tugged at the corners of her mouth and said in surprise, "Is this also graded? Then I'd rather not enjoy this level than be promoted. Xiaoyu, I'm telling you, foot-binding is because those smelly men want to tie their daughters at home, and they can't go out without going out the second door. What about themselves? They can be free outside. You think, they are stealing women outside, you can't catch up! I will die ...