rotten son-in-law

"Mother... dear." Xiao Tangchun leaned on the railing and shouted, "Wangcai...bad...throw it away."

A few simple words were spoken intermittently, but Chang Shu miraculously understood the mother and daughter.

Good job, Mu Qingchen, bully my daughter while I'm not here!

She bent down again, picked up the bunch of candied haws, and found that they were all eaten with ashes, so she got angry and handed it to the cow chrysanthemum standing in front of Zhaopeng Pavilion: "Throw it away, and let Deshun go." Buy a bunch from West Market."

The cow chrysanthemum took the order and flew away.

Chang Shu lifted her skirt and went upstairs, and saw that Xiao Tangchun had fallen off the railing, with her hands on her hips, aggressively seeking Mu Qingchen's theory.

"You are bad...bad person, hehe."

"You pay...candied haws...pay me."

"Hate...you! Hate!"

Well, this doesn't deserve to be called a "theory" for the time being, because the little sugar alcohol has pretty much said it all.

And Mu Qingchen still looked like an old god, nestling in the teacher's chair with his hands folded around his chest, with an expression of "you continue, I'll just quietly watch you get angry".

No matter how you look at it, you don't feel ashamed.

Chang Shu had a feeling that her sweetheart was being bullied by a big villain, so she stepped forward in two steps, and hugged Xiao Tangchun: "Mu Qingchen, why did you throw away Tangtang's candied haws."

Mu Qingchen glanced at her sleepily, turned over in the teacher's chair, closed her eyes and rested her mind.

Chang Shu was stunned, and then remembered that it was not good for the couple to quarrel in front of the children.

"Sugar Alcohol, mother asked Deshun to buy it again, and you asked Aunt Chuyue to take you to the concierge and wait."

Of course!Little Sugar Alcohol's eyes lit up, and he ran to the side of the ladder, spread his arms, and ordered the little eunuch below to carry her down.

The cabinet fell silent.

Chang Shu nestled into Mu Qingchen's arms, and Xing Shi asked her guilt: "Be honest! How did Xiao Sugar Alcohol provoke you!"

"Tell me about you, you used to lick your face and ask me to give birth to you, and you abused her when she was born."

Mu Qingchen said "tsk" to express her dissatisfaction with the word "abuse": "I accompany her to dig the soil and catch insects every day, how much I love her!"

Speaking of worms...

Chang Shu felt uncomfortable all over: Yes, you are abusing me.

"How old is she? Why do you need to be angry with her? It's enough to teach her well. She is two years old now, and she is at an age to learn from others. Don't throw things in front of her."

This... makes sense.

Didn't Xiao Sugar Alcohol immediately throw away her "story book" just now...

"Ah, my script!" Mu Qingchen sat up in surprise, stretched his neck and looked down, "Did you see it when you came?"

Chang Shu looked like she was enjoying the show, and it took her a long time to say leisurely: "I didn't see the script, but I saw a picture of the secret play of the erotic palace."

She took it out of her sleeve and waved it left and right.

Mu Qingchen was as happy as a mosquito about to have a full meal, and kept rubbing his hands: "So it's with you, give it to me quickly."

Chang Shu avoided her outstretched hand and said righteously: "You are guilty!"

What crime can there be in looking at a picture of a erotic secret play!

In the vast world, men and women in the world of mortals, no one has the emotions and desires.

Mu Qingchen quibbled: "I didn't read it for you. The life of a wife and wife is a subject of knowledge, and you can learn from it when you live."

"Don't be talkative!" Chang Shu's ears felt a little hot, she got up from Mu Qingchen's arms, and took two deep breaths of the fragrance of trees in the air, so that her body and mind regained clarity.

"The first crime. You look at the picture of the erotic palace in front of Sugar Alcohol. No sophistry is allowed. I am well aware of the details and will not wrong you." Otherwise, how could the candied haws and the album be thrown downstairs at the same time.

"Second sin. As the master, you did not play the role of a clean and self-disciplined model."

The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.Fortunately, the album was picked up by her. If the servants picked it up, the style of her family in Princess Mu Ning's mansion will definitely be ruined.At that time, there must be erotic albums flying all over the sky.

"The third crime... ah..."

Mu Qingchen grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms again. The Taishi chair couldn't bear the weight of the two of them, so it shook violently a few times.

"go on."

Chang Shu rubbed her face: "The third crime, the album you dropped hit someone's head, it hurts so much~"

The vibrato of the last two characters is just like a baby.

Mu Qingchen's heart softened: "I'll help you kiss... Boo!"

Only after the kiss was over did he tell the truth: "The picture book is a small sugar alcohol and threw it down."

Chang Shu: Bastard, take advantage of me.

Deshun bought the candied haws back, no, it should be Kang back.Carrying the bamboo handle, he ran all the way into the mansion.

Little Sugar Alcohol was sitting by the concierge, his eyes went straight when he saw Deshun, and he threw himself at his lap, shouting, "I want it, I want it."

Deshun took off a string and handed it to her.

Mu Qingchen is making polo for Xiao Sugar Alcohol.Ordinary polo is made of wood, with short legs and low strength, so it is very difficult to play, so Mu Qingchen found bamboo to make a hollow one, and then wrapped it in animal skin, the round one can also roll far away.

By the way, there is also a club, which also needs to be shortened to match the short stature of Little Sugar Alcohol.

Chang Shu helped - feed her cherries.

From time to time, I recite a sour poem: "The mountains and mountains are beautiful in late days, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. Swallows fly when the mud melts, and mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand."

"Look, Qingchen, the peach blossoms in this garden are blooming! Do you like it?"

Mu Qingchen raised her head, and what she saw was a sea of ​​pink flowers. She looked at Chang Shu with a smile: "People are more delicate than flowers!"

Chang Shu was a little ashamed. She glanced at her, handed another cherry, and recited a poem again: "Ying Lian's teeth are imprinted with moss, and the door of Xiaokou Chai will not open for a long time. The spring is full of gardens, and a branch of red apricot..."

"Ahem... Let Ben Gong think about it again."

"Pfft." Mu · didn't hold back · Qingchen laughed happily.

"Mother—" Xiao Sugar Alcohol led Deshun to disturb their two-person world.

"Mother, look, Grandpa Deshun... bought... a lot of them." She pointed to the bamboo handle full of candied haws on Deshun's shoulder.He opened his arms wide and made an exaggerated movement.

Chang Shu cooperated with showing a surprised expression, called her to him, and rubbed the top of her hair: "Then are you happy?"

"Happy...so happy."

Chang Shu is persuasive, and thinks it's time to teach her what "blessings and sharing" means

"Then do you want to share your happiness and joy with us?"

Little Sugar Alcohol faced a difficult problem again, and humbly asked for advice: "How to share?"

Hooked!Chang Shuyu replied earnestly: "For example... give mother a bunch of candied haws, and then give it to..."

"I understand."

What a child can teach!

Xiao Sugar Alcohol returned to Deshun and asked him to lower the bamboo handle, then picked a few bunches and took them in his hand, and handed them to the eunuchs and maidservants around one by one, and finally Chang Shu and Deshun.

"Is there no Wangcai?" Chang Shu looked at the remaining string in her hand and reminded.

Little Sugar Alcohol took a step back and hid it behind his back: "Leave it to...to...uncle."

Mu Qingchen threw the half-finished polo on the ground with a "slap": Damn, I hurt this white-eyed wolf for nothing! ! !

Chang Shu finally knew why Mu Qingchen threw candied haws down the stairs—to eat Xiang Ziyi's jealousy.

But he never mentioned this matter to her, which shows that he is not too jealous.

But suddenly being stimulated by such a small sugar alcohol...it became fierce even if it was not fierce.

As the sun was setting, Mu Qingchen climbed up to the top of the rockery alone, looking at the setting sun in the distance.

Back bent like an old willow tree.

Chang Shu stepped on the bulge on the rocky wall of the rockery, came to sit beside her and said, "...Let me lend you my shoulder."

Mu · pretending to be strong · Qingchen held his chin, with "I am strong" written on his face.

In Chang Shu's eyes, this expression was full of bitterness.

"What's the point of competing with children? Sugar Alcohol isn't sensible yet. Xiang Ziyi bought her a string of candied haws, and she just remembered his kindness?"

Children are so easy to coax.

Mu Qingchen pursed her mouth: "Then I'll make polo for her!"

"I even went to Dongshi to order a cricket basin that big!"

Speaking of the cricket basin, here comes the matter.

Niu Juhua came to report and said, "Princess, the shopkeeper of Li's pottery shop in Dongshi is here."

He glanced at Mu Qingchen from the corner of his eye: "Say it is... the cricket pot ordered by the son-in-law at their shop a few days ago has not been paid yet!"

An ominous premonition filled Chang Shu's heart, and she raised her eyebrows calmly.

But Mu Qingchen didn't realize it, she was so engrossed in jealousy that she didn't have time to talk to others, so she said impatiently: "The eldest princess asked to see her as soon as they asked, let them take the money and leave!"

Chang Shu asked, "How much money do you owe?"

"One or two... 300 taels."

"300 taels!" It's just a cricket pot, but it costs 300 taels!

"This is not an ordinary cricket pot, a clear clay pot, custom-made, and it is also made by Ye Hongqing in Suzhou. The engraving of 'Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea' on it is so beautiful and lifelike..."

Bengong can't appreciate a broken clay jar!

Chang Shu glared at her angrily, tipped her toes, and flew down from the rockery.

"Shu'er, are you leaving just like that?" Mu Qingchen called out to the daughter-in-law who was leaving.

"...Don't you want to lend me your shoulder?"

"... At least take me down too..." How are they going to get down here?

Chang Shu didn't turn her head back: "Think about you yourself!"

Woo, after losing the sugar alcohol, I lost my wife.

Fortunately, there are cow chrysanthemums.

"Chrysanthemum, come up and help me down."

Niu Juhua smiled, full of embarrassment.The eldest princess can say, let you stay on top, the slave will not be disobedient!

He patted himself on the waist of the bucket, and prevaricated: "My son-in-law, this servant is so fat, I can't even climb up."

"You wait, I'll call the government soldiers to rescue you." After speaking, he ran away.

So Mu Qingchen waited and waited until the last rays of the setting sun faded... until the night was dark and the willows were on the moon.

Chang Shu at this end was looking at the cricket basin on the table with all kinds of sadness.She wanted someone to take this thing out and throw it away, but she felt that it was a pity for the 300 taels of snowflake silver.

But it would be a waste to keep it for stick insects.

Aunt Chuyue suggested: "Why don't you use it to make pickles!"

Niu Juhua suggested: "It's better to use it to make wine!"

Deshun suggested: "It's better to use it to soak your feet!"

Chang Shu: ...

One is more disgusting than the other! !

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