noffsinger Chapter 307: No Disregard for Suspicion
Chapter 307: No Disregard for Suspicion
Dabao enjoyed her mother's constant coaxing, but she still made a fuss and refused to let go. Qin Xiuyuan carried his daughter out of the car, turned around and directly carried the entangled mother and child to the dough kneading area and sat them down. The sister who had been holding onto her father's clothes immediately sat on her father's lap. Wangshu patted the fat white boy and kissed him again. His voice was a little hoarse and nasal: "Wipe mother's hands, and do it together."
Hearing the sound, the fat man, who suddenly found it easy to wipe his hands, stood up. He wiped Wangshu's hands, and his sister wiped his father's. Then they each grabbed a piece of dough, and Wangshu held their hands and pressed and rubbed them, wrapping the stuffing. His voice was hoarse, "Dabao and Xiaobao are still young, and your hands are small. When you grow up, your hands, arms, and legs will grow with you, and you will become more flexible and smarter... Look at your father and mother, do you think they are awesome?"
Of course, everyone here listens to their father, and their father listens to their mother. The fat man and his sister said in unison: "Great!"
"I have amazing parents. I've been diligent, well-behaved, and willing to practice since I was little. I also have Grandpa Tang and Aunt Chunyang as my teachers. With so many uncles and aunts teaching me, I'm sure I'll be even more amazing than my parents when I grow up."
Tang Bo and Chun Yang immediately cooperated and gave thumbs up, "Dabao and Xiaobao are really amazing!"
When children are doing things safely, adults should not laugh, stop or criticize them. Instead, they should pay close attention, teach them in a gentle voice, and encourage and enlighten them all the time. This should not affect the children's attempts to practice and the development of their potential.
A mother who can establish such family rules will naturally gain the closeness and trust of her children. When the fat man happily brought a piece of bun wrapper without holes in it, Wangshu took it solemnly and slowly wrapped the stuffing, "Dabao is really amazing."
With her slender fingers, never touched by water for years, she could wrap the buns perfectly. Over there, Qin Xiuyuan, who had been helping Tang Bo since childhood, was slightly repairing his daughter's bun skin while wrapping the stuffing... A few fragile and precarious buns caught the brother and sister's full attention. They followed them into the steamer, adding firewood and tending to the fire...
When Wang Fu came with her parents, she saw a man bending down to wipe flour off a woman's hands and body. The man looked at her, and she stretched out her hands to let him tidy her up, her eyes fixed on her two children who were busy working among the servants...
"Greetings, Lord and Princess!"
"General, there is no need to be polite."
The two men greeted each other. Wangshu was not interested in the royal relatives. The prince had not agreed to help him last time, so he felt that their relationship was a little cold. Listening to the two men exchanging greetings, the older princess approached Wangshu and talked about babies.
"Mrs. Qin's two children are so well-developed. The son is strong and healthy, and the daughter is well-behaved. She really knows how to give birth and raise children."
She was dressed in a dark silk gown embroidered with a phoenix bird, a jade crown on her head, an emerald jade pendant, a peony embroidered sachet, and a palace belt with jade rings. Her waist was complicated but not cumbersome. When she walked or sat down, her upper body remained motionless, looking dignified. She was a girl from a noble family who had lived a life of plenty and wealth.
When others praise their own children, most people would belittle their own children out of modesty. However, Wangshu said that the lady had good taste. "Wangshu would like to thank the princess for her kind words. Young children traveling with us are often lively and noisy, so please bear with me."
The noblewoman's smile remained unchanged as she watched the little one carrying the steamed buns towards her. "When we reach the age of my Lord and me, we cherish children even more, especially one as bright and sensible as this one. Every time we hear her voice, we feel happy."
It was in a mess, with holes and oozing juices. It was brought to me steaming hot. "Mom!"
Wangshu sniffed hard, "What a nice smell!"
Chun Yang quickly set the table and invited the three distinguished guests, the old lady and the second young master to come to the table. He brought over the steaming hot round-mouthed buns with deep patterns, which were freshly baked and looked great.
A pair of babies sat on Qin Xiuyuan's lap. Qin Xiuyuan handed over two small bowls. The brother and sister picked up the ugly monster and divided it into the bowl. Old Wangcai ate first, and as usual, he gobbled it up and kept shaking his head and wagging his tail.
In the child's anxious anticipation, Wangshu blew on it, took a small bite towards the opening, chewed the thick dough, swallowed it hard, and nodded, "Not bad, not bad. Let's practice more next time."
The father showed off several times and expressed his attitude at a very fast speed. The brother and sister finally turned around happily and concentrated on eating the buns they had made.
The convoy set off again, moving at a steady pace. Soon, the cheerful laughter of children could be heard. Yue Fu lifted the curtain and saw General Qiao and the old servant on horseback, each carrying a child, heading up the hillside. On the sunny slope to the left of the road, flowers were just beginning to bloom, tender pink, heralding spring.
She stared blankly, turned around and met her mother's gaze that saw everything, and lowered her head silently.
The family had suddenly experienced a drastic change. Her daughter, who had always been outgoing and confident, was now depressed and conservative. The princess was heartbroken. She only had one son and one daughter. After Fu'er was born, her son was brought to her husband's side and personally beat. It could be said that she had single-handedly raised her daughters from small children to adulthood. The son was born for the Zhou family, and the daughter was born for herself. From a young age, her daughters' happiness could not be bought with money...
Unfortunately, life is not perfect, and the mutiny in the south was also a shocking change and a major setback in her life.
"Fuer, don't look at anything inappropriate."
Yue Fu withdrew her gaze and talked about the carriage where the man and woman were alone that afternoon. "Mother, isn't it immoral to be in a carriage like that?"
"Did you see it?" the princess asked. "Even if that's the truth, so what? Husband and wife should respect each other, that's a natural right."
It is not the place for an outsider to make irresponsible remarks about a decent couple.
In the carriage behind, the mother and son were still watching the father and son's happy family life from afar. Wang advised her son, "Eleven, you have to move closer to your...eldest brother." You want to wait for them to come over, Wang was sad, because that would not be possible.
At that time, his eldest brother was the Prince of Qin, the Prince of the Northwest. Now, his eldest brother was the son of a military household who had risen to prominence. He had to bow his head because he was under someone else's roof.
"That woman... doesn't like me..." He faced outward and said gloomily, "They treat me like nothing."
And me. Wang counseled him, "Mother told you that you have to take the initiative. As a prince, didn't you come here with the princess?"
His son's family was led in a weird way by that woman, and they had no idea about the ways of the world. In broad daylight, the two of them were alone in the carriage, even hugging each other up and down without any hesitation.
"Mother..." He kept his face turned away, his awkward appearance and social status making him unpopular everywhere. Now he could eat and sleep peacefully, which was much better than the days when he was monitored and scolded by others. "It's pretty good..."
"You're confused!" Wang pushed him away, lowering her voice. "How can your elder brother survive without someone close to him... After a few years of experience, you'll be able to handle things on your own." No matter how capable others are, how can they compare to the blood flowing in your body?
Eleven said nothing.
They stayed at the post station at night. The vanguard troops and their people cleaned up the house early and used new bathtubs and washbasins for the guests.