Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

The misunderstanding between Yan Xiaohua and Si Kongjue that lasted for nearly three years was resolved, but Sikongjue did not forgive him immediately as expected, too much resignation and unhappiness lay in the middle, someone was decisive, but Ling Jingxuan knew But he didn't worry about it when he was there, and he didn't mean to persuade and help. Everything in the world can be done, but a sincere heart is hard to find. He believes that Si Kongjue understands this truth. It is only a matter of time before they reconcile as before. In other people's relationships, it's better to settle your own affairs first, he and Yan Shengrui also have matters to resolve.

"What are you writing?"

After dinner, the children went to digest food together, Xue Wuyang disappeared habitually, and King Fujun, needless to say, went back to his own yard to talk about the play with the two famous actors, Yan Shengrui was fine and flew high with Xiaotuanzi , making the little guy laugh non-stop, seeing Ling Jingxuan buried in writing and drawing, the father and son, who were tired from playing, couldn't help leaning over.

"No, I suddenly remembered a thing called a walker, and I was going to make it for our little dumpling to lose weight."

The baby walker has many advantages. For them, the only advantage is that the child can move on his own. If he moves more and restrains his food a little, he should not continue to gain weight.

"Why lose weight? Xiaotuanzi is just right, so cute and white."

Yan Shengrui frowned reflexively, just like the big bun, he didn't like Ling Jingxuan's dislike of his precious son, kid, what's wrong with being fat?Other people's children want to be fat but still can't get fat.

"Are you sure it's just right? This is almost fat like a ball, right?"

Glancing at him angrily, Ling Jingxuan reached out and pinched Xiaotuanzi's white, tender and chubby face. It's good for children to be fat, but they shouldn't be too fat. It will not only affect their appearance, but most importantly, it will be harmful to their health Not good, affect growth and development.

"What does it mean to be fat? Is there anyone like you who is a father? Our little dumpling is at most a little fleshy, isn't it?" For the sake of his son's happiness, Yan Shengrui resolutely turned his daughter-in-law back, and posted it with his son after speaking. Playing with a face, Xiaotuanzi screamed happily, his two little hands danced excitedly, and then...

"clap clap"

"Hahaha."

The little dancing hand accidentally hit Yan Shengrui on the face. The little guy seemed to have discovered a new world. He slapped him several times in a row. Yan Shengrui's smile froze on his face. The more the dumpling played, the more addicted it became. The chubby little hands pointed at his face and slapped him back and forth, and his mouth let out excited cries from time to time.

"It really is a heartless little bastard, father is helping you."

After regaining his senses, Yan Shengrui put the child on his lap, pinched his nose angrily as a punishment, it was him, if someone else dared to slap him, he probably would have gone to see Lord Hades long ago.

"Ah."

Xiaotuanzi sitting on his lap wriggled his fleshy body in dissatisfaction, as if he wanted to continue. Yan Shengzhi, who always loved his son, didn't know what to do. He turned to Ling Jingxuan, who was lying on the table with a smile, for help. Well, it's true that a child slave can't be made in a day. The majestic Prince Sheng would have nothing to do with his own son. If he said it, he would probably laugh at others' big teeth.

"Ahem...don't blink, watch out for eye cramps."

Seeing their lord's face getting more and more ugly, Ling Jingxuan coughed twice to hold back his smile, met his resentful gaze, took the child's hand, and lightly slapped the back of his hand a few times with a tiger's face: "Little bastard, your hands are for holding things, not for beating your father. Do you know if you are not allowed in the future?"

Once a child like this is addicted to beating, he will be beating whoever he sees in the future, so it is necessary to get rid of his bad habit at the first time, otherwise the whole family will probably suffer from it in the future.

"Well!"

The little mouth deflated as soon as it said, tears gathered in the eye sockets instantly, the fleshy little face was full of grievances, and looked like he was going to cry for him at any time, Yan Shengrui immediately felt distressed: "Forget it, son Still young."

"A loving father is a loser! You just stay with me honestly, this kind of thing can't be counted."

Gouging him hard, Ling Jingxuan looked at Xiaotuanzi who was obviously threatening him with a slightly stern look: "Don't cry, if you cry again, Daddy will beat you again, and if you slap someone in the face again, Daddy will beat your little ass to death .”

He is also used to children, but there are some things that he cannot get used to. Let’s take this kind of thing as an example. Maybe now they will feel that his son is so obedient and cute when he beats others. He really deserves to be their son. Once they get used to it, they may be the ones who will suffer in the future.

"Wow wow..."

Xiao Tuanzi is not Xiao Baozi and the others, and it would definitely be unreasonable to reason with him. The little guy wailed and cried when he disagreed with him. Yan Shengrui made a gesture and wanted to hug him to coax him, but Ling Jingxuan moved faster than him, snatched the child and put him directly He was placed on the crib, and his sharp gaze swept across the distressed Long Zhang and the nanny warningly. If he wants to cry, let him cry as much as he wants, and he must not be allowed to develop the bad habit of thinking that crying can solve everything.

"Then Jingxuan, the child is still young..."

The son who was thrown on the bed cried 'heartbroken', Yan Shengrui's face was tangled in distress, and his child-control attributes were fully exposed.

"Just because I'm young, I need to be disciplined."

Xiaotuanzi is not his own son, and he will feel sorry for him, but he must not be soft-hearted when it comes to discipline, otherwise they will harm his son.

"But.

"No buts."

Yan Shengrui wanted to say something, but Ling Jingxuan vetoed it. He looked at the crying little dumpling on the crib with distress. He didn't dare to take any real action, unless he wanted to stand guard for his wife again at night, and he didn't want to go through that kind of thing again if he was killed.

"Woooo..."

Xiaotuanzi cried from the beginning to sobbing with grievances. His teary eyes never saw anyone coaxing him. Gradually, the crying became smaller and smaller, and finally he simply sucked his little finger in his mouth and began to cry. It also disappeared completely, and everyone in the room who had been worried for a long time was dumbfounded. Are they too lazy to cry or are they tired of crying?

Ling Jingxuan couldn't help complaining all kinds of things, he has seen lazy people, who has seen such lazy people?It's only a blink of an eye, but fortunately they still feel distressed to death, the little bastard will stop crying if he says he won't cry, and it's time to play happily again in a while.

"Ahem...Daughter-in-law, you are still the best, and you will be decisive in taking care of your son's affairs in the future."

After finally accepting the fact that his son was too lazy to cry, Yan Shengrui put his arms around his wife and leaned on his shoulders, saying that, but his eyes were full of doting smiles when he looked at the crib, maybe he was really partial to the little one Duanzi is gone, but who made Xiaotuanzi look like his father? No matter how much it hurts, people feel that it doesn't hurt enough.

It’s best to be like this. Turning to look at him, Ling Jingxuan buried his head and finished the rest of the painting. In the situation just now, if Da Baozi was there, he would definitely not be able to do it. He could severely reprimand Sheng Rui, but he couldn’t do that to Da Baozi and the others. Well, if a few brats rise up to rebel against him, he will still be the one who will have a headache.

"Is this a baby walker? Why does it look weird?"

Picking up a sketch drawn by his daughter-in-law, Yan Shengrui raised his eyebrows suspiciously. In his opinion, it was a miniature crib with wheels, armrests and a sunshade added.

"It's a stroller. Put the baby in it when we go out in the future, so we don't have to hold it. It can be adjusted here. The baby can lie down or sit."

Ling Jingxuan who finally finished drawing another picture pointed to him the position in the middle of the stroller, and briefly explained that he drew it based on his memory. He had to ask Brother Zhao to help study the details. The child is getting better and better. Shen, anyone who hugs him for a long time will have numb hands. Now the little buns can't hold him anymore. With the stroller, they can take him for a walk together in the future.

"Well, this is quite convenient, so this is a baby walker?"

Nodding his head, Yan Shengrui picked up another sketch he had just drawn, and Ling Jingxuan said while putting away the things: "Well, from now on, as long as the child is put in the walker, he can move around by himself, but he still needs to be watched by others." , so as not to fall or something, I know you feel sorry for your son, and I feel sorry for him, but his size is really too big, and it won’t help in the long run. We should let him move more. After the new year, he will be six It's a month, and the food should be fixed and rationed, so you can't just feed him what he wants."

How can a father not love his son?It’s just that they are in pain, and they have to use the right method. Obesity in children is also a major chronic disease that takes children’s lives. Give him control if it is not timely. It will be too late when something happens in the future. What he wants are meat buns , not a lump of fat, the right amount of meat will be cute, too much meat is not good.

"You are a doctor and you have the final say, but these two cars are pretty good. After Lao Zhao makes them, let's sell them at Baiyun Pavilion. We Xiaotuanzi should also pay attention to being unique, right?"

Every time Ling Jingxuan makes good things, even if he doesn't send them to Baiyun Pavilion, Zeng Shaoqing will still get them, just like the cosmetics he made, and now they are sold in the capital because they are sold in limited quantities Yes, many people can't buy it even if they are overwhelmed, and they have made a lot of money, but as long as he thinks that others will use the same things as his Xiaotuanzi in the future, he will feel uncomfortable in various ways. The palace is not short of money, but it can't Xiaotuanzi was wronged.

"Okay, let's keep this for our exclusive use. In the future, if people who are close to us need it, we will give it as a gift. It is more or less a personal favor."

Knowing that he wanted to give the child the best and the most unique thing, Ling Jingxuan did not refute his request. In fact, he did not give Baiyun Pavilion the little Tang suits, jackets, cowhide boots and so on that Little Baozi and the others wore. In the entire Qing Kingdom, there are only Xiao Baozi and the others. Every time he dresses them up handsomely, he is indescribably satisfied.

"It's okay to give it away, but it's fine to sell it. Please hurry up and make this thing for us. After the new year, we will have a lot of entertainment, so it can come in handy."

Yan Shengrui would never say, he just wanted to take his son out to show off.

"Hehe...you, there must be a limit to spoiling your son, be careful not to spoil them."

Seeing what he was thinking at a glance, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help shaking his head, although he himself dotes on his son very much.

"If you spoil it, spoil it. Don't you want them to become the second generation of dandies? Isn't that just right?"

Raising his eyebrows, Yan Shengrui was very domineering, if he didn't wink at him after he finished speaking, it would be more perfect.

"It seems to be the same, I almost forgot my goal, but I don't hold out hope for Xiaowen and the others, Xiaotuanzi still has a possibility.

It's been a year and a half since he came here in the blink of an eye. Although the goal he set at the beginning has not been realized, Xiaowen and Xiaowu can't be called meat buns, but at least they are no longer black and thin fried buns. Satisfied, as for the plan of the second generation ancestor, instead of putting it on the stingy little bun, it is better to put it on the little dumpling like white paper.

"Haha."

Yan Shengrui hugged him and looked up and laughed. Even his family Jingxuan couldn't change Xiaowen's stingy habit. Although he didn't spend a lot of time yelling like he used to spend two taels of salt, but he spent money lavishly. , except for buying things for Xiaotuanzi, he has never seen him once. It is estimated that the stingy problem will follow him for the rest of his life.