Feng Shujia is not a real ten-year-old girl, coupled with Pan Yuer's reminder at Feng Yuan's first birthday banquet, she immediately understood what Bai meant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a pity that she really has no interest in getting married.

Let's not say that Li Jing's despicability and shamelessness make her really have no expectations and confidence in marriage, just saying that the situation of the Marquis of Wu'an is now unclear and the future is bleak, she can't think about these ups and downs, the marriage of men and women.

"That's where I'm capable. Feng Shujia pretended not to understand, and looked up innocently and smiled, "There is a mother who makes overall arrangements to make ideas, and there are servants and maids who are responsible for the specific work, I am just running errands, moving my mouth, and being a supervisor, what is worthy of their praise." ”

Seeing Feng Shujia replying to her with the same humble rhetoric that she should deal with the guests, Bai was speechless, it turned out that this kid was not pretending to be humble in front of everyone to win favor, but really thought so......

The heart is so real, I'm afraid I don't know what it's like to get married!

Bai felt that she could no longer indulge Feng Shujia and should teach her some common sense.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Shi put aside the helplessness and worry in his heart, and said with a smile: "Approaching these two banquets, you have personally participated in them, and you have been in contact with various wives, grandmothers, and young ladies, what do you think, how do they be?"

If you really want to get married, your mother-in-law and sister-in-law are also factors that must be considered, getting married is not a matter of two people, but a matter of two families, especially the man's family.

Liu Lanzhi and Jiao Zhongqing, Lu You and Tang Wan, whether in ancient poetry or history, there are countless such examples.

It's a pity that Feng Shujia has already understood Bai's intentions in her heart, and she is very cautious when she speaks.

Bai Shi looked at Feng Shujia, not knowing if his daughter really didn't have the ability to read people, or if she didn't tell her the truth.

But after thinking about it for a while, neither of them seems to be either, because Feng Shujia is both smart and filial.

For the first time, Bai felt that his daughter's mind was really hard to guess.

It's a pity that Feng Shujia is still young, and there are some things that she can't say too clearly now, so she can only revolve around the marriage and circle around the periphery, hoping to hear something useful from Feng Shujia's mouth.

Feng Shujia pretended to be stupid and stunned, and did not make up for the answer expected by the Bai family, even if it was sometimes unavoidable, it was also innocent and sincere, which made the Bai family embarrassed to think about it.

The mother and daughter were playing Tai Chi, and before they knew it, the sound of bangzi sounded, and the whole capital seemed to have a signal, and the sound of crackling firecrackers broke out in an instant, as if it had been made in advance, breaking the original silent night.

The new year is coming!

The Bai family had to stop the topic for the time being and prepare for the New Year's ritual of worshiping the ancestors of heaven and earth.

Because the man is not at home, he just puts on the tribute, burns incense and bows, prays a few words, and sprinkles sake, and the ceremony is over.

Feng Yuan had long been awakened from his sleep by the continuous sound of firecrackers, rubbing his eyes, looking at the brilliant fireworks in the night sky, dancing with excitement.

After the festival ended, Lamei, who was dressed in a new dress, smiled and invited the mother and son into the house to eat dumplings.

On the table of the Eight Immortals, there is a plate of dumplings, four pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and four bowls of dumpling soup.

This is an annual routine, although Feng Yi is not often at home during the New Year, his New Year's dumplings have never been missing.

In Bai's words, the Chinese New Year is a time for family reunion, and no matter whether Feng Yi is at home or not, he can't be missed.

Bai personally picked up a dumpling, put it in Feng Yi's bowl, smiled gently and brightly, and said softly: "Eat." ”

It was as if Feng Yi was not far away at the border at this time, but was sitting beside her.

Then, Bai picked up another dumpling and put it in his bowl, before greeting a pair of children with a smile: "Eat dumplings!"

Make friends at the end of the year, say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, and have a happy reunion.

Feng Shujia first sandwiched a dumpling for Feng Yuan, who was already in a hurry, and put it in a small bowl in front of him, and then started eating it herself.

Feng Yuan didn't know how to use chopsticks, so he scooped up the dumplings with a spoon and sent them to his mouth, but he didn't guard against the dumpling filling was still very hot, and immediately opened his mouth, and spit it back into the bowl, sticking out his tongue and shouting "it hurts".

Bai Shi smiled helplessly: "Greedy kitten, now you know it's hot!"

Feng Shujia had already poured a glass of lukewarm boiled water and handed it to Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan hurriedly grabbed the cup, raised his head and grunted violently, but he drank too quickly, choked again, and sneezed loudly, squirting out all the warm boiled water in his mouth.

Fortunately, the Eight Immortals table is big enough, otherwise the plate of dumplings in the middle will not be spared.

Feng Shujia hurriedly got up to help Feng Yuan's back, helpless and distressed, and said softly: "Eat carefully and swallow slowly, and drink water one bite at a time, how can you be so flustered?"

Feng Yuan only cared about coughing, his little face was flushed, how could he take care of Feng Shujia.

Fortunately, the meal went relatively smoothly after that, and the family of three ate most of the dumplings, most of which were eaten by Bai and Feng Shujia.

Feng Yuan was still young, it was the middle of the night, and it was difficult to digest the dumplings after eating too much, so the Bai family only allowed him to eat three, so he only let him drink dumpling soup.

Feng Yuan was not happy at first, humming and chirping, and after drinking two mouthfuls of dumpling soup, he threw this idea out of the clouds, climbed down the chair, pulled Feng Shujia, and shouted that he wanted to go outside to watch the fireworks.

"Every year there are more than good signs. Bai pointed to the remaining dumplings and smiled, and when he turned around and saw that Feng Yuan was urging him tightly, he didn't tell the maid to clean up the dishes, supported his waist, and took Feng Shujia and Feng Yuan to the yard to watch Lamei and others set off fireworks.

Feng Yuan was very happy, threw away Feng Shujia's hand, and ran all over the yard, clapping his hands and cheering.

Bai Shi was startled, and hurriedly ordered Mother He, who had already followed, to wait carefully, so as not to let the firecrackers or fireworks hurt Feng Yuan.

Mother He didn't look back, and followed Feng Yuan to run around the yard, shouting "Xiao Shizi be careful" from time to time, and almost broke her leg.

Feng Shujia supported Bai's family, stood under the porch, looked at He's mother who protected Feng Yuan like a hen protecting her chickens, and Bai's sighed: "It's really good for He's mother to help her brother, and it's just like that!"

Bai nodded, glad that he didn't drive her away because of Mother He's defense of Feng Shujia, otherwise where would he go to find a nurse like Mother He who loved Feng Yuan.