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Tao Jin gently put down his chopsticks, with a faint smile on his face, and said, "Before leaving, I went to Yamen Village again. Your third aunt gave birth to a fat cousin for you. He looks a lot like your third uncle."

His voice was neither hurried nor slow, with a hint of tenderness.

Jing Chunxi raised his head, his eyes full of surprise: "Is it born? Why didn't the letter mention it?"

I remember that before leaving, my mother had nagged her several times, saying that my third aunt was about to give birth. But my grandfather didn't mention it in his letter, so my third aunt must have given birth after he sent the letter.

Jing Chunxi didn't think much of it at the time. After all, she had many other things on her mind at the time, so she automatically skipped over her third aunt's birth.

She had a piece of cake in her mouth. When she heard Tao Jin's words, she almost choked after saying them excitedly.

The pastry suddenly got stuck in her throat. She couldn't swallow it or spit it out, so she coughed hard twice.

Tao Jin was startled when he saw her like this. He quickly picked up the glass of water in front of him and handed it to her, saying anxiously, "Drink some water quickly, don't choke."

Jing Chunxi took two large gulps of the liquid and coughed a few times before finally regaining her breath. However, because she had exerted too much force, her face flushed crimson and tears began to flow.

She was so embarrassed that she quickly wiped her tears with the back of her hand, but she couldn't help laughing. Tao Jin saw her embarrassment, felt distressed and amused, and quickly took out his handkerchief to help her wipe away her tears.

Then he said in frustration: "It's all my fault. I should have waited until you swallowed it before telling me."

He had also wanted to tell her that just before Si gave birth, the Jing family in Yamen Village suffered another massacre by assassins from the capital.

Fortunately, the Jiangmen County Magistrate knew some news in advance and sent his legal advisor to give timely reminders.

Zhou Wei was also alerted in advance. After receiving the warning, he carefully planned an ambush with the old general and Xiaobei's grandfather before the assassins entered the village. In the end, none of the assassins escaped, but several guards were killed or injured.

He felt the recounting of the fight was tragic and heroic. Perhaps the old general and his wife wouldn't necessarily share this with their daughter and granddaughter, who lived far away in the suburbs of Beijing. So Tao Jin thought about it and decided to keep it a secret.

After all, distant water cannot quench a nearby fire. Telling it out will only make his family more worried. He was afraid that Jing Chunxi would be unable to sleep or eat if she knew about it. The little girl could not bear too much.

Jing Chunxi had recovered by then. She was crying and laughing, but her nose and eyes were still a little uncomfortable. She simply grabbed Tao Jin's handkerchief and wiped her own snot and tears until her face felt completely clean. Then she asked, "That's my third uncle's first child, and the first child he had after he went to Yamen Village. Grandpa and grandma must be very happy.

Is my cousin like Pu Ge'er, chubby and cute?"

Tao Jin shook his head and smiled slightly: "I just heard it from others, not saw it with my own eyes. The child was only two days old when I went there. The old general kept praising the child's good looks and said that he looked like his third uncle.

That is, they were afraid that the old general would get impatient waiting. The old lady and the eldest aunt were carried out, and the old general only saw them twice.

I don’t have that kind of luck.”

After hearing this, Jing Chunxi showed a trace of regret on her face, but thinking that her grandfather was so happy, her little cousin must be good too, and she soon smiled again.

Tao Jin looked at her and thought that when she smiled, her eyes were curved like crescent moons, which was particularly beautiful.

After a while, Jing Chunxi still only smiled and said nothing, then he asked, "Who is Pu Ge'er?"

He always felt that the little girl's tone was too kind when she talked about Pu Ge'er, and her smile was particularly gentle, which made him feel a little inexplicably resistant.

Jing Chunxi belatedly realized that Tao Jin didn't recognize his brother and mother, and quickly explained, "It's my brother. When he was little, he was chubby and had a lot of mouths, and he loved to chat with people. Now he's over six and he's still chubby. I can't help but want to pinch him when I see him."

She didn't notice that her tone was full of doting and affection when she talked about her brother.

Tao Jin tugged at his slightly loose black clothes and suddenly asked, "Do you like fat girls?"

There was a hint of teasing in his voice, but his eyes inadvertently revealed a hint of curiosity.

Jing Chunxi was stunned for a moment, then said helplessly: "...What kind of statement is that? The important thing is my brother, isn't it?"

She thought Tao Jin's question was a little puzzling, but looking at his eyes with a hint of ridicule, she couldn't help laughing.

She couldn't help but whispered, "You're fine now!"