In the dream, I will return you to a peaceful and prosperous world

Chapter 217 Have You Arrived From My Daughter's House?
"No, mother, I want to go with my uncle." Kaishan yelled after listening.

"Shan'er, don't mess around!" Aunt Wu shouted.

"Kaishan, children don't interrupt when adults are talking. Put cotton in your ears and practice calligraphy at ease." Zhang Lan said seriously.

Ever since Zhang Lan became his master, Kai Shan was not afraid of his mother but this little master. If she was unhappy, she would not teach him martial arts, calligraphy and tell him stories.

He loved hearing the stories she told!I especially like to listen to the story of the omnipotent Monkey King fighting monsters called Journey to the West.But the uncle is not finished yet!

Kaishan murmured: "If you talk about a child, you are almost a child!"

Seeing the complexion on Zhang Lan's face, he had no choice but to obediently do as she said without saying a word.

"Lan'er, thank you for being with you, Shan'er is much more sensible these days." Aunt Wu said happily.

"Sister, that's what I should do. Shan'er is a smart kid, maybe he can do great things when he grows up!" Zhang Lan said. "Lan'er, it's not good for you to always dress like a man? Have you got your daughter's stuff?" Aunt Wu lowered her voice and asked in a low voice.

"Sister, I'm fourteen years old, it should be soon." Zhang Lan was startled when she heard this, blushing.

In fact, it's nothing, it's not that I haven't experienced it, it's just that I still blush.

"Oh! You are so tall, I think you are already sixteen or seventeen!" Aunt Wu said clearly.

"Yeah. Because I practiced martial arts since I was a child, I have to be taller. When that happens, I have to ask my sister to help me. I don't know what to do." Alas, there is no era of sanitary napkins!What an embarrassment!Zhang Lan blushed and said in a low voice.

"Cough, it's all right, just take a few more rags for cushioning." Aunt Wu began to "teach" her experience.

"Ah? That's it?" Zhang Lan asked a little blankly.

"That's it." Aunt Wu nodded.

God?Is this how women in ancient times treated a good life?How unhygienic that is!
"Is there anything specifically for this kind of thing?" Zhang Lan asked.

"No. I haven't heard of it." Aunt Wu said seriously.

"Didn't the girl's mother talk to the girl?" Zhang Lan shook her head.

After listening to Aunt Wu's words, I was a little terrified.It seems that you still have to figure it out yourself.

(End of this chapter)