"Mom, I want to participate in family activities." I opened my mouth and said with difficulty. I must be even more idiotic in my mother's eyes. Although my mother has always resisted, I came out of her belly after all. I also knew that my IQ was an invariable flaw, and it was a shame in the family. When I said this, I really reminded my mother not to express my feelings wrongly. I am an idiot, an idiot who was hidden.

"Family activities?! It's great that you have this idea." My mother said happily, making me blame myself; could I misunderstand what my mother meant? Could it be that I have never expressed my thoughts to my mother? I hesitated, and I still had some resistance to such things, but the beautiful boy in my dream is so clear that I am obsessed with the warmth he brings me.

"Well." I firmly thought about it. I wanted to see him, I really wanted to see him, and I really wanted to know what he would say after I saw him? How did he hold me? After all, it is better to experience it yourself. I once hugged myself and stroked my cheeks, but this feeling was too dull and far from the palpitations in my dreams.

"We will hold it tonight." My mother said. Her madness and enthusiasm made me faint. I stared at my mother's deformed appearance in a daze. If this expression was happy, it would be better to say it was a kind of satisfaction. I quickly looked away and thought for a moment. I felt that protecting myself was the most important thing. I should forget it when I met the beautiful boy.

"Mom, don't be anxious. I really don't be anxious." I said. My voice increased a lot, and my voice was so high that it vibrated my eardrums. I guess my mother could hear me.

"Piaomiao, I'll prepare now. It must be a grand family feast, you can wait." After my mother said that, letting go of me and running out quickly, making me ashamed again. I have never had such vitality.

"Master, let's prepare too." The three peony maids knelt in front of the bed, all of whom were pitiful. I inexplicably suspected that I was the unforgivable bully who specialized in destroying delicate beauty. I secretly examined for a quarter of an hour; finally, I came to a conclusion that during the period when I was recuperating, our family had encountered major changes, and where this change would eventually go, it all depends on my attitude. I immediately became happy, and a dust was sent to the pyramid and emitted a dazzling holy light; I became inexplicably sad. Even if dust like me could emit a dazzling holy light, it would definitely not be found.

Our planet advocates freedom but is bound by freedom, which is very contradictory and normal. Each of us has our own mission. Even if I am a recognized idiot and family shame, no one can replace me. Just like every link in the list of the good news, I cannot leave without me. And the work I undertake will not change because of my IQ or because of my body, and this is exactly what everyone else in my family is worried about.

"Master?" The three peony maids asked me for my opinion in a coquettish voice. My mother's ability to educate people is really great. The three little maids who have not yet transformed into shape are actually familiar with the etiquette of serving people and can still be impeccable.

"What am I going to do?" I decided to cooperate. After all, they have to spend a long time with me, so I will never step out of my courtyard gate again. Is my question so difficult to answer? Are they not ready yet? Why are they urging me to do if they are not ready? I fell to sleep, but they were panicked and pulled my body.

"Master, take a bath."

"Master, dress up."

"Master, choose a dress."

It is not easy for me to be friendly with my mother, and I have been transformed into shape and received face-to-face teaching from my mother, but I can tell what I do. I forgot that I am going to be ready to go to bed, and I forgot that I don’t like touching water.

When I realized that all my clothes were stripped naked and exposed my naked skin, I was already standing on the shore of the hot spring in my yard.

"It's dirty inside!" I was annoyed. This is the place where Presbyterian led her daughter to take a bath. If they mocked me like that, their bodies must be very dirty.

"Master. We have thoroughly cleaned the place."

"Master, the water here has also been replaced by hot springs on the mountains."

"Master, the pool wall below has also been modified and rebuilt."

The three of them were calm and calm. One finished speaking, and the other immediately followed, without any gaps in the middle, as if one of them said three words in one breath.

"Yeah." I said. I was their master after all, so I naturally had to show off my attitude and save them from becoming the next presbyterian, a confused little flower, or a confused flower.

Water is indeed good water, without a pungent smell, and the temperature is exactly thirty-seven degrees. The flowers have different varieties, and after they turn into human form, they do things that are also extraordinary. I am in a happy mood under their service.

When the gate of the courtyard opened wide, a sedan chair made of thousands of flowers was parked in front of the house, and I was dressed up.

Half lying in the sedan chair, I heard the pleasant little songs made by the flower bells. I was drowsy and even forgot the beautiful boy I was looking for. The peach blossom petals in the dream flew up, as if they were about to transform into shape, but they seemed to be dancing. Finally, they condensed into a huge peach blossom and rushed towards me. Before I could wave my arms to block it, the peach blossom swallowed me, revealing the beautiful boy. His smile was more gorgeous than the peach blossoms I loved. "Piaomiao, look."

I woke up from my dream again. The handsome man actually knew my name and even knew that I like peach blossoms. He must know which girl I am. He didn't come over to think of my parents' proposal and married me? It must be that he didn't love me deeply, but I was deeply in love with him. I was angry, sat up, and alarmed the three little maids who were following him.

"Master, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Master, have you been disturbed?"

"Master, are you feeling uncomfortable in sleep?"

This time, my maid was deeply in my heart and basically did not deviate from my mind. I waved my hand in a good mood, continued to squint my eyes, avoiding the peeping eyes around me.

The place I live is very remote, and even when I walk out of the yard, it is extremely difficult to see people. Now, since I go out, I have been watched and slept for a short time. They also speculated that although I am stupid, I have excellent eyesight and ears.

"Daughter." Before I could fall into the sedan chair, I heard my mother's selfless roar. I hurriedly jumped out of the sedan chair. This was a disaster. When my mother woke up, she would definitely take her anger on me. What's more, her daughter must not be shouting at me. If my appearance robs her daughter of her voice and eliminates the treatment she received, I would be really an idiot.

"Ah, daughter, are you feeling uncomfortable there?" My mother flew over and helped me. After I stood firm, she turned her eyes to other places. I was frightened and reached out to push my hand. I didn't dare to push my mother's hand away. Her grasping force was too strong. I was afraid that my wrist would break early before I could push her hand away.

I obeyed my mother's arrangements gently along the way. When I heard the lively compliments, I closed my ears and stared at my feet. I still couldn't figure out why such treatment came. Could it be that my initial guess was correct?

"Sister." I grabbed each of my little hands and was knocked down by my mother. I obeyed peacefully, walked through the crowd, and stood on the rostrum that was looked up to by others.

Here, I have always secretly called myself a wooden stake display stand.

"Piaomiao, speak." My mother pushed me, and I opened the door of my ears in panic, and received a private discussion on whether my injuries were healed.

"Thank you. My injury is healed." I said word by word, and the pain came from my wrist, which was my mother's anger. I didn't dare to say too much, and kept holding on to the idea of ​​saying more and saying more wrong.

"My daughter is not good at praising herself. This is how we have been instilled in her since we were young, being calm and not arrogant or impatient." The first time my father spoke for me to the embarrassment in the venue.
Chapter completed!