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

The teacher who was good at teaching the deaf and dumb had a stern look and sword-like eyebrows. However, Xiao Si was very brave. When Xiao Si pulled his hands to learn how to gesture, he was so scared that his hands were shaking that he burst into tears.

Under the grape vine trellis, Wangshu leaned over and hugged his daughter with heartache, saying, "Good girl, good girl" over and over again. Seeing that she was so aggrieved and speechless, with her tears burying in the crook of his neck, Wangshu half-knelt on the ground, holding her and coaxing her over and over again.

Ji Shou, who was sitting there, also felt distressed. Seeing that the son-in-law next to him didn't extend his hand, he quickly walked over to offer the handkerchief, "Miss, if Xiao Si is not happy, forget it. She is afraid."

Even though Xiao Si was still young, she knew that she was different from others. Otherwise, so many doctors would come to pry her mouth open and look at her ears, and prick her with needles and press her hands from time to time. If she met someone who wanted to stare at her mouth and ears, she would surely cry her heart out.

The Master sat there with his head down. During the two months of isolation, Manager Chun reminded him that in addition to abiding by the rules, he should also take care of his eyes.

He understood the meaning of this sentence the moment he saw his mistress. Her complexion was good, and her clothes were a bit unfashionable... For example, the woman who was kneeling with her back to him, coaxing the baby, was wearing a thin silk fishtail dress. Her curves were already eye-catching, and when she knelt like this, the roundness of her figure was even more alluring, and her thin waist and back were slender...

Just the back view is enough to make people look down and stand still.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

Finally, Ji Shou carried the person out, lifted him up high, and put someone on his shoulders to ride a big horse to pick leaves before he smiled.

Qin Xiuyuan pulled the woman up. Xiao Si was too smart and extremely sensitive. She would often compete with her brother to run faster through a dog hole, and she hated others touching her mouth and ears.

"Shushu, let Master Tan and Xiao Si spend some time together."

Unable to hold back her tears, Wangshu leaned on the man's shoulder and muffled a sound, clearing her throat for a long time, "Hmm."

The host and hostess just sat there hugging each other, ignoring him.

Master Qin: ...People who don’t have black eyes are indeed barbaric, and they even lead the Han women astray.

Qin Ba unloaded his knife in the front yard and just as he entered the courtyard, he strode forward in surprise, "Manager Ji!"

Holding the little baby with red eyes in his arms, Ji Shou shook her little hand, "Eighth Uncle is here!" He reminded people, "Is there something urgent for you, son-in-law? I tell you, don't go in yet."

After briefly explaining what had just happened, Qin Ba immediately stood still, touched the baby's arm, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Brother Ji!"

He was now the general's personal soldier, responsible for communicating between the barracks and the general's residence. He asked, "Have you seen my master?"

The person asking this was Tang Bo. Qin Ba was a disciple from the Qin family martial arts hall. When he came to the mansion, he subconsciously wanted to find an opportunity to pay a visit to his master. The eldest master injured his arm and stopped practicing martial arts. Normally, the master would be patrolling at the gate of the courtyard, but he turned around and looked around but couldn't find anyone.

"Wushi is practicing kicking with Xiao San."

Qin Ba's jaw dropped, "How old is he..." If he remembered correctly, the young master was not even two and a half years old. It would be okay for him to get up at the sound of the rooster crowing, but this rooster was not asleep at all!

"Do you understand or do your master and uncle understand?"

No matter when or where, Ji Shou unconditionally believes that what the young lady does is right. "Aili and Dili are not as fast as the mistress."

In terms of fighting ability alone, Ashina certainly couldn't match the general. However, in terms of arm strength and running ability, Ashina was superior. At the age of five, he could lift a tripod and draw a bow, showing his natural arm strength. However, Ashina's three-year-old son couldn't match the general's two-and-a-half-year-old son. This gap was outrageous.

Xiao Si rubbed his feet, and Ji Shou put him down on the ground. He ran towards the pavilion in the distance, steady and nimble. The two of them looked at each other and followed him without any prior agreement.

The baby was crying one second and laughing the next. When Xiao Si ran back, Wangshu wiped the corner of his eyes. The little one had already started to climb up on her father's calves, her five fingers tightly grasping the robe, and her calves rubbing hard on her father's long legs. Qin Xiuyuan kept smiling and waiting for her to move, with his right hand lightly supporting her back, but he never exerted any strength.

When the others stood up again, grabbing their collars on their thighs, he gave a thumbs up and nodded to his face for their courage and determination. Xiao Si gave him a big kiss, which made his father very happy.

Ji Shou looked at her curiously and said, "Miss, can Xiao Si give me a kiss?" Then he asked the maid to bring a handkerchief to wipe his face. Wang Shula asked his daughter to point it out to her, while Ji Shou tapped his face fiercely.

The little guy understood immediately, tugging on his father's clothes and sliding down to the ground. He watched the man run over and gave a loud, "Bo!" to the expectant Ji Shou.

Then he quickly ran back and continued to monopolize his biological father.

Ji Shou was dizzy, "Ah, I hope my future daughter can be half as smart as this!"

He was not in a hurry for major life events in his early years, and now his fiancée is still young, so he has to wait.

For three consecutive days, Xiao Si was very resistant to the teacher's contact. Fortunately, the new teacher was to Qin Yunxiao's liking. Qin Xiuyuan attended the class for two days and was quite satisfied.

"The tutors you arranged for Mingxi Yunxiao were always the right ones. The ones I found were never the right ones."

At night, the man was bitter. After watching over his children and putting them to sleep, he started complaining as soon as he walked home. From the two spies he hired when his wife got pregnant in Jingzhou to his current wife, he had been busy from beginning to end, but each one was useless.

Recently, I've been trying to get the embroiderer to come up with a few new "cute tiger" and "fat tiger" designs. They arrived this afternoon, and I haven't even looked at them carefully yet. Wangshu was touching the embroidery frame when the golden "cute tiger" stood there, with a big head and wide eyes. It looked at me innocently, as if it were leaping onto the paper, and was saying, in a daze, "Let me take a look at you."

Just looking at it makes me want to suck it in, I want to suck the cat in big mouthfuls. The embroidery work is unbeatable.

"The old doctor before, and the current smiling tiger doctor, you found them all!" Wangshu called people over to watch together, "Isn't it cute?"

"It's quite strange that it's fake."

Speaking of these two old men, Qin Xiuyuan felt that the woman had him in mind. "Yes, you were lucky to have the old man in person during your two births."

When Wangshu was awake, the old man waited behind the curtain for the man who was in so much pain that he lost consciousness. At this critical moment of life and death, there was no way to avoid suspicion. He personally pulled the man over and had someone give him acupuncture according to the symptoms.

Thinking of this old man, the two sighed and were somewhat dissatisfied with Ashina Akbar.

The deceased is gone, Wangshu pushed people, "Go wash up first."

Qin Xiuyuan pulled the other person up with him, "Your floral dress is so beautiful today!"

Pink lotus flowers are in full bloom. The woman has always loved narrow and tight clothes. She is a graceful lady. "Today, three people are staring at her with their eyes wide open!"

"The new lotus dance has a curved hem. There are also styles with large skirts." Make a dancing costume for Mingxi.

"The lotus grows in the water, rising from the mud without being stained, washing in the clear water without being coquettish." As he spoke, two small flames flashed in his eyes, pulling people in...

Wangshu was wearing this dress just warmly, but was thrown into the water by a male gangster. She was dripping wet and eating all kinds of lotus flowers. When she came out, she fell on a round stool and was pushed to crawl on the wool blanket.

Until the man forced the lotus flower to bloom several times.

Still the king of the mountain, Wangshu sat in his arms and tried to prop himself up with his hands, but his poor strength only allowed him to move a little before he slipped and fell, and was defeated...

The more she struggled, the more the man hummed in pleasure.

"go out."

"It's yours, why do you always want to dislike it?"

"you……"

"Indulge and abandon."

"You bastard...ah, don't, I was wrong..."

……

"My day is coming soon, please don't..."

"Well, another quarter of an hour."

……

In such a game, Wangshu has never had the ability to speak, and this night was no exception.