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

The master and servant were not without reason to worry.

The next day, I woke up and found out that Mr. Tang from the neighboring hospital had urgently asked for a miracle doctor late at night because his child had a sudden high temperature convulsion. Everyone around him was worried and could not sleep all night. The news spread throughout the house.

The patient was filled with fear and suspicion, and desperately sought help from all sorts of doctors. The couple secretly went to pray to the gods, ate vegetarian food and lit candles, while the people in the mansion turned a blind eye.

The mistress didn't believe in ghosts or gods, so everyone tacitly agreed to keep the matter a secret.

It was the little glutinous rice ball that ran over to play with Xiao San'er. There was a folded red triangle talisman sewn on the front of his collar, which attracted people's attention. Xiao Si was jealous and pulled his friends to the study to find his mother, pointing at the collar to indicate that he wanted one.

Little Tangyuan's bun was tied crookedly, and there was a noticeable stain on the cuff of her jacket, but the red talisman sewn on her chest was red and new. Wangshu put down his pen, patted his daughter's hand that was pointing at someone, and ordered the maid, "Take Tangyuan downstairs to wash up and change into Xiaosi's new clothes."

After a pause, he said, "Don't forget to sew the red talisman on."

Others are free to believe in what they want.

He took his daughter back to the room, took out a bunch of red velvet flowers, made a headband, and put it on his head. The velvet flowers were about to fall off when he ran. The little ancestor protected the garland. Only then was he satisfied and sent Wangshu back to the dance studio.

The little girl doesn't like to learn dancing, but likes any gestures that can be learned intuitively through the eyes. She picks her throat and tongue to learn to speak, with tears in her eyes, which is so pitiful.

She was shown the tiptoe circle stretching technique, and she smiled and imitated it perfectly. If anyone was to say that the happiest person when Xie Xin was away on business was Xiao Si.

The maid brought the cleaned dumplings over. Wangshu sat aside, eating the snacks with great interest, and watched Landie kneeling down to instruct the two little girls to stretch their legs and bend their waists.

Xiao Si rejects other friends and only likes Xiao San and the round-faced little Tangyuan. He either follows his brother to climb up and down and crawl through dog holes, or takes little Tangyuan to play with the fragrant Lan Die, practicing until he is covered in sweat, and then covers his little nose to play in the water and take a bath.

At this moment, she was pressing her legs, her head against them, her face tilted, and she reached out with her hands, her big, moist eyes overflowing with admiration, "Two kisses..."

Now she has learned a lot of different things and her tones are confused.

Wangshu quickly stood up and squatted down, her tiny hand tightly grasping a finger. Wangshu knelt, Xiao Si held her legs, and the mother and daughter practiced together. Little Tangyuan, standing next to him, was obedient and pursed her lips, also trying to reach out and pull Wangshu's left hand. Xiao Si was quicker, glaring, clearly not wanting to share her mother's attention with her friend...

A true little bully.

This is also why Wangshu doesn't like other people's children coming to his house to play. For example, although Xiaosan occasionally likes Zhuzhu to bring the twins Dili and Ali to play, one moment everyone is laughing happily, and the next moment, if Dili or Ali wants to play with his precious scooter, he will not let them. Even if he can't beat them, he will go over and get beaten...

When children fight, parents suffer. With servants around, the third and fourth children won't be bullied too much, but Zhuzhu can't help but feel uneasy...

Fortunately, Lan Die was careful. She reached out and held Tangyuan's retracted hand, slightly adjusted the little girl's head and waist, and waited for Chun Yang to come out to find his daughter. She took Tangyuan home. Xiao Si, who had been bullying his mother, pouted again, and was a little reluctant to see his little friend go home.

This little bully!

After half an hour of practice, Lan Die helped Xiao Si relax his calves. Wangshu, whose knees were almost numb from kneeling, was able to return to the recliner and lean back comfortably. Time never defeats beauty. Lan Die has been the number one dancer in Chang'an for many years. Wangshu never tires of admiring this dancer's talent, figure, and appearance. This foreigner is truly beautiful, with long, slender, and well-proportioned limbs full of vitality, bright and charming facial features, and a figure that is both big and thin. Wangshu smiled slightly, wondering why he was not a man. He had the will but not the strength. He was really like a eunuch visiting a brothel...

The evil thoughts kept coming, and the thoughts that came to mind were outrageous. His teeth ached as he envied Lan Die's twenty-year-old male favorite. According to Xiaoqing, he couldn't be called a male favorite, after all, he was a skilled, brave, and resourceful escort, just much younger than Lan Die and with a baby face. That wasn't the point. The point was that this escort was madly in love. On days he wasn't out escorting, he would wait outside the beauty's house. In modern terms, he would pick her up and drop her off at get off work from two meters away, staring at her with blazing, fiery eyes, and using sweet words to keep her from being driven away. He was simply clingy and had no boundaries. Finally, after two years, he successfully married into the beauty's family.

Yes, Lan Die will not marry. The vow to stop all those swarming lovers was also broken by this guy, who said the earth-shattering sentence, "If you don't marry, then I will marry you, and you can marry me!"

On the streets, people talk about it with relish: men scolding women for being spineless, and women being sour under the lemon tree, their hearts sour and their eyes tearful. It's so touching and dreamy, why not me...

After relaxing her calves, Lan Die said goodbye and went home. Xiao Si took Wang Shu's hand and pointed in the direction of the mansion gate, wanting to go out. "Dear ones, let's go!"

On a sunny day, the sky is clear and blue, the sky is high and the earth is vast, which is refreshing.

Not to mention that the baby wanted to run outside, the comfortable cool weather recently made Wangshu even more itchy and wanted to go for a horse ride and an outing. He called Xiaoqing over, and the few of them acted quickly, checking the carriage and arranging guards.

"It's really him!"

"He's so handsome!"

"Let me see, don't push, don't push!"

"For three days straight, you infatuated man!"

"Just a man who married into the family and lived off an old woman, bringing shame to us men, is it worth all the fuss? And he's so infatuated with her, bah!"

"Guard Fan, you need to keep calm. Master Lan earns over a hundred taels a month. She could marry ten men, let alone just one!"

"That's right, why are you guys the only ones who have money and can pay 18 on a 60-year salary? We women can do it too!"

The mother and daughter walked to the mansion gate with Lan Die. Several maids stood next to the guards at the door, looking out at the excitement and chattering. Xiaoqing, who wanted to cough to remind them, keenly noticed that her mistress was in a mood to listen to gossip. The group was getting closer and closer, but the people at the door seemed unaware.

"A sixty-year-old man can give birth to a son, but a sixty-year-old woman can also give birth to a son. You girls are ridiculous!"

"Bah! Guard Fan, I really think you're old-fashioned. There aren't many men who can still jump around after fifty, and you still want to have children! Everyone just wants to make a living, and you still want to have children for an old man who might die any day? Really, where do you get the nerve to do that?"

The maidservant next to them also chimed in, "That's right, we have money and can marry a young man, so we don't care if you marry a young girl!"

"Master Lan is both talented and beautiful, and she's incredibly wealthy. We support her in marrying four!"

Landie, the person who was strongly supported, was so anxious that she turned around and around, and her face turned red to the back of her ears because of the mistress's presence.