Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Xiaosan and Xiaosi still loved watching the dance, so they lay at the front of the fence and waited. The wet nurse tied a small pillow behind the baby. Wangshu was still lying in the rocking chair, and Qin Xiuyuan sat beside her, crossing his injured leg.

In front, Landie is placing the waist drum and pipa.

"What can Xiaosan and Xiaosi see from that angle?" Even when they stand up, they are not even as tall as Landie's knees. They are so fascinating! The little people are carrying a colorful pillow on their backs, which is quite cute.

"Long legs." Wangshu responded to people who didn't understand art.

"Why are you carrying a pillow on your back?" It looks like a big turtle shell!

"Protect your head when you fall down. If you break it, you'll be as stupid as your own father."

Every sentence is full of gunpowder.

Qin Xiuyuan forced his fingers together and looked at the little kid who couldn't stand as steady as his brother. "Wouldn't it be inappropriate to hug Xiao Si in front of Xiao San?"

I held both of them, fearing that the boy or girl would not know how to handle the situation and kick them to pieces.

But soon Xiao Si crawled over, carrying a turtle shell on its back, crawling very fast. Qin Xiuyuan looked at its crawling posture and thought, what a turtle? Little turtle?

Ugh! The look he gave the woman was somewhat unfriendly. The one on the ground was a little turtle, and the father of that little turtle was an old turtle, wasn't he?

"What are you doing?"

Qin Xiuyuan picked up the little turtle that crawled over and said, "Ah, Xiao Si," very dissatisfied, "Are you talking about me?"

The waist drum dance began, and Wangshu was fully focused. Qin Xiuyuan looked at the woman who was dangling her legs in a trance, with the little turtle lying in her arms with its ears perked up to listen to the drum beats, and the little turtle over there clinging to the fence with its drooling, and he dared not say a word.

The drums stopped, the dance concluded, and one big and two small applauds were very appreciative. Qin Xiuyuan felt a heat on his legs. Xiao Si had urinated on the ground, and the wet nurse took it and changed clothes to wipe it.

That's what happened with twins, a boy and a girl. The wet nurse was quick-witted and took off the mistress's pants to let her take a bath, saving her a pair of pants to wash.

The pipa began playing, and the brother and sister began to meditate again. This time, the sound of the pipa clearly excited Xiao Si even more. She stood straight, plucked the strings, and cried out at every sound. The higher the pitch, the more excited she became. Sitting was not enough, so she stood up facing the stage, kicking her legs like she was running in place. "Ah! Ah!" The little bastard's chest vibrated against her father's, conveying her overflowing joy.

Qin Xiuyuan turned sideways to look. Xiao Si's eyes were shining and her whole body was full of vitality. If his daughter could be so happy, what did it matter if he was a real idiot as a father!

The longer the pipa was played, the longer the engine of this little turtle brand was pedaling. Wangshu glanced at the man's right foot wrapped in the rice dumpling.

"It's out of the way."

After the song, Qin Xiuyuan called Lan Die to present the pipa, knelt on the ground, and gently played a cheerful tune in Xiao Si's ear, which made Xiao Si so happy that he wanted to get off the ground.

Qin Xiuyuan thought she was going to touch it, so he put her down, but she crawled over and gently lay on the pipa, letting out a cry of joy, "Ah!"

Lan Die looked at the mistress and the queen, gently hugged the little lady, and took her little hand to pluck the big strings. There was a sound of "Tsk!", which made everyone laugh again.

Xiao San came over holding the fence and gestured for his father to hold him. Qin Xiuyuan picked him up. He looked at his sister who was yelling at the sound with a little confusion. He liked all kinds of objects that made sounds. He was a little tired, so he lay on his father's chest and took a nap.

They played until Xiao Si was exhausted and drowsy, and Wangshu yawned repeatedly. Only then did Qin Xiuyuan put his daughter to sleep and left with a cane.

As soon as he went out, he was greeted by a biting cold wind. Wangshu ran back to the master bedroom with his head covered.

"Give her a house as a reward."

"I gave it to you a long time ago." Wangshu took off his cloak and lazily lay back in his rocking chair. "I'll give you a house and a monthly salary."

Qin Xiuyuan covered Xiao Si with a small blanket and approached the woman. "What did the doctor say?"

"Massage the acupuncture points. The wet nurse is doing it." Wangshu extended his finger to the hollow behind his ear. "Yifeng acupoint, to dredge the hearing meridian. The effect doesn't seem to be very significant. There's also talk of acupuncture. Let's wait until she's older and see."

"Will the wet nurse be lazy?" Qin Xiuyuan had never seen his daughter get a massage.

"Massage for half an hour in the morning. If Xiao Si sees results, I'll give her 100 gold. She can't massage for more or less time."

One hundred gold, a big deal.

After Wangshu gave birth, each woman was rewarded with one hundred taels of silver, a rare and generous gift in Chang'an, not to mention one hundred gold! In the past few decades, even the emperors of the previous dynasties did not dare to be so generous.

"In the new year, Xiao Si will definitely get better and better."

On the last two days of the year, the teacher still came to the mansion, but not to give lectures. Acquaintances in the army and merchants came to give New Year gifts. The mansion held a three-day banquet, with a shed, screen, and charcoal basin set up in the front yard, and a large buffet was held.

Qin Xiuyuan, leaning on a cane and holding Wangshu with one hand, welcomed the guests as the host and mother-in-law. Yun Xiao and Mingxi followed his parents on both sides. After his parents greeted them, they immediately took everyone to sit down.

"Boss, it's fine if your son is capable, but your daughter can also handle things on her own!"

Akbar Ashina was not stingy at all. Seeing that his master's two children were well-mannered, well-educated, and talented in both literature and martial arts, he was extremely jealous.

"General, you already have more than a dozen sons! When they all grow up, you won't be afraid even if the sky falls!"

A colleague tried to comfort Ashina, but he shook his head and said, "I don't think it's possible! If someone could catch the boss's eye and marry his children to his, I'd wake up laughing in my dreams!"

Qin Xiuyuan smiled but said nothing. Wangshu didn't take it seriously. There were dozens of children and dozens of mothers. It was busier than a vegetable market and dirtier than a garbage dump. Even when Zhuzhu wanted to invite her to her house, she refused.

Zhuzhu recently gave birth to a daughter. Wangshu sent someone to deliver a valuable gift, but the person did not arrive.

Prince Nanyang brought his wife, daughter and son-in-law to his house. Two years ago, Zhou Yuefu married the grandson of the former dynasty's noble and upright Imperial Censor Li. She gained a little weight after the marriage, a bit of happiness fat.

Her husband was dressed like a scholar. Wangshu and the man met each other's eyes and looked at each other with an elegant demeanor, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Meet the General, meet Boss Ji."

Quite handsome, with a calm temperament.

In the army, he talks about army matters; in business, he talks about business matters. Others call him Mrs. Qin, the general's wife, Boss Ji, or the head of the Ji family. Wangshu should respond accordingly.

"In the blink of an eye, the eldest son and the eldest daughter have grown up and become graceful and elegant."

The princess, who had met the brother and sister once, lamented, "Time flies!"

"It's too slow, the little one at home is still crawling on the ground!"

The princess was kind and asked about the younger one again after hearing this, "Madam, you are blessed. In a few years, you will be able to walk and run, and it will be easy."

The prince chimed in, "I heard the child could already walk at eight months old. He's incredibly talented!"

Qin Xiuyuan nodded, "Like my brother, he has endless energy."

"Like his father, who shouts for war and killing all day long." Wangshu was annoyed. Qin Yunxiao was really wronged. Wasn't he the source of the problem?

Qin Xiuyuan patted the woman's shoulder and looked up to acknowledge her.

"When the four kids get angry, they all look like me."

Laugh out loud.

"Is there anyone who looks like Boss Ji?" someone asked loudly.

At first glance, their appearances are unremarkable, but their personalities are all fierce. Mingxi is becoming more and more like herself, with that kind of drive to be the first...

Children are still far from being able to develop Wangshu's keenness, insight, courage, carefulness, and ability to control people's hearts.

"No." Wangshu, the courier, confessed himself.

"It's easy for a child to look like me, but it's very difficult to look like mom." Qin Xiuyuan said truthfully, "It will take years of study."

Ji Shou was very impressed and said to Zhang San, "Sir, you are quite fair!"

The lady is not an ordinary person.