1814: Mother-daughter everyday
The female official briefly told the interaction between the eldest and the second.
Wei Ci listened.
He was a little glad that this baby was twins.
Children grow up together and spend time with each other, and even if their parents are busy neglecting them, they will not be too lonely and sad.
From the age of four months, the children were read by a female officer who showed them the commonly used characters with a capital letter.
In ten months, Wei Ci, as a master, would come over every afternoon to give a lecture for an hour.
Others thought that the children were too young to understand anything, but Wei Ci knew that they had a very good memory.
Even if you don't understand it, you can leave a little impression in your mind, and it will be much easier to learn formally in the future.
Wei Ci sat down on the seat of the west seat, and the two side by side mats at the bottom were for the two highnesses.
The servant woman came with the child in her arms and placed them on it.
The old chief nodded, and the boss pointed at Wei Ci and grinned, "Scare!"
Others didn't know what "scared" meant, and thought it was the code name given to Wei Ci by the boss, but the old chief Men's Er Qing was the only one.
Jiang Pengji once called Wei Ci "Zixiao", and the boss who just woke up heard it.
It's just that she couldn't pronounce the word "Zixiao" accurately, and retreated to become "scared".
Wei Ci formally bowed to the two, and then began today's lecture.
In ordinary people's homes, it is very good that two ten-month-old children can sit firmly without crying or making trouble.
The reaction of the two highnesses was very magical.
Sit quietly, without crying or making trouble, and her serious expression seems to be really understandable.
_(:ะท)โ )_
Except for the old chief, it is impossible for another real baby to understand.
She just inherited her mother's love for beauty and beauty, and she has a natural liking for Wei Ci.
The beautiful man sat not far away, and her voice was soft, and even if she couldn't understand a word, she could be quiet all afternoon.
Soon, an hour passed.
The old chief could still listen little by little, and the other had fallen into a sweet sleep and slept vigorously.
Wei Ci put down the enlightenment book in his hand, got up and held the boss in his arms, his posture of holding the child was very standard, and he did not alarm the boss.
"Your Highness Yan, Rong Chen will carry you back to your room to rest. โ
Wei Ci smiled and asked the child's opinion.
The old chief, as the actor with max acting skills, of course, can't show what he understands, but his head is sleepy little by little.
Wei Ci took her consent and carefully picked up the two babies.
Although he is a teacher for children, he is a "foreign man" after all, and everything he does must be under the noses of female officials and servants.
He put the child away and got up to leave, and before leaving, he explained to the female officer what His Highness wanted to review.
The female officials wrote them down one by one, and Wei Ci left.
When Wei Ci left, the young female official sighed, "Mr. Wei treats the two little highnesses very well. โ
I am very busy at work on weekdays, and I can still spare an hour every day to teach my children, rain or shine, and my father can't do it.
The servant woman said, "There are more people who treat His Highness well, and Mr. is a courtier under the lord's account, isn't this what he should do?"
If you really want to say that it is good, a year ago, the official who took the Zhongzhao Jiangshan as a gift applauded.
As a courtier and a monarch, friendship can no longer be described as "good".
The female officer noticed that she had lost her words, and hurriedly thought of words to remedy it.
When the old chief heard this, he couldn't help but pout.
Aren't people just their own fathers?
By the time Jiang Pengji came back, the two little highnesses had already slept almost well.
"Cool ~~~"
His Royal Highness Lian opened his sleepy eyes, approached Jiang Pengji and sniffed, and took the initiative to reach out to hug him.
"Look at you sleeping well, your cheeks are full of marks and saliva. โ
Jiang Pengji hugged her eldest daughter and coaxed, and at this time the old chief also got up and rubbed his eyes.
The servant woman brought a basin of water at a moderate temperature to the two highnesses to clean their faces and wash away their sleepiness.
"Are you hungry, I'll let someone pass the meal?"
This is said to the second child, the boss can understand but does not know how to express it, and it is much easier for the old chief to communicate.
[Of course Lone is hungry!]
The old chief's half-asleep eyes were open, and he sighed before he woke up for two minutes.
The two children have a special food table, tailored to their height.
I don't know how to use chopsticks, so I use a special wooden spoon, which is light and easy to hold.
The twins' food table is one on the left and one on the right, and the food on the plate is the same.
The old chief held the spoon steadily, and although his hands sometimes shook and touched his nose, nine percent of the food was poured into his stomach.
The boss's performance is not so good.
Still, she tries to use the spoon, and if she can't eat, she buries her face in the basin _(:ะท)โ )_
The servant woman on the side could only stare in distress, not daring to step forward to help.
Which child from a wealthy family is not served by dozens of subordinates?
Mo said that the children of more than ten months should eat by themselves, and the teenage Da Langjun and the eldest lady were all fed by servants.
Not to mention that you can't eat enough, you have to put your face into the basin.
Jiang Jun is too harsh on children.
Of course, these thoughts can only be buried in the heart, and I dare not even dream of a word.
Eating a meal is like fighting, Jiang Pengji took a handkerchief to wipe the food on the child's face, and when it was the second child's turn, someone was so cold that he refused. The real boss never lets people wipe their mouths, just as she never looks back at the explosion when she makes trouble.
"You're my daughter now, don't be so cold, right?"
The old chief was indifferent.
"The subordinates are used to watching people put down dishes, you are not the eldest daughter in the first place, and if you refuse my interaction like this, what should you do if the subordinates are lazy?"
The old chief couldn't help but roll his eyes.
If because the parents don't pay much attention to it, the subordinates forget their duty to step on the head of the little master, doesn't this reflect the incompetence of everyone? This kind of is okay to put it in the spicy chicken parents to shirk their responsibilities, and it will not work to lie to her here.
Jiang Pengji had no choice but to use a killer move.
"I want to know, where did the spirit body inside the God Slashing Sword go?"
The old chief, who wiped his face elegantly, made a move, and the chubby baby's face stiffened.
Jiang Pengji smiled and rubbed the old chief's ears.
The soft ears are as good as the feel of their own big girl.
"Well, what should you call me?"
The old chief thought about it, threw away the veil, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Pengji to kiss and hug him.
Jiang Pengji picked her up and whispered in her ear.
"That's all you have to do?"
"Threatening me with a cub, it's the same as threatening you with Weici one day, it's shameless!"
The voice of the "mother and daughter" dialogue is very small, even if others see it, they will only think that their mother-daughter relationship is intimate.
As everyone knows, the eye contact between each other is full of sparks.
"After a while, I will lead the troops to attack Beiyuan, and Lian'er will be handed over to you for protection, behave well. โ
Jiang Pengji patted a baby's plump buttocks, causing someone to look at him angrily.
"Why don't you take it?"
"Zixiao is not with the army this time, he wants to stay and take care of you. Jiang Pengji smiled, "If I take it, how can the enemy take the bait?"
The old chief scoffed, "I see. โ
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