Mingchen smiled and bowed his head: "What's so difficult about this, Miss Luo, please stay in the house for a day or two, Xiaosheng will arrange the daily chores, and then go down the mountain to deliver a letter for Miss." ”

Mei'er was overjoyed, and hurriedly saluted him, and was about to say thanks, when the child sleeping on the small bed suddenly sighed twice, Mingchen looked sideways slightly, but saw the son sleeping on the small bed turned over and kicked the small quilt on his body to the ground.

He frowned, walked quickly to the side of the small bed, leaned over and picked up the quilt to cover the child, the child's long eyelashes fluttered, pouted, and sighed twice, and was about to wake up.

Mingchen smoothed the quilt for the child, raised his eyes and smiled at Mei'er who was standing by the wall, and said, "Mei'er, come here, take a look at your son." ”

Mei'er was just stunned, and then walked over obediently.

Mingchen stood away a little, so that she happened to stop beside the small bed, Mei'er lowered her eyes and looked, the child was still very young, estimated to be only about a year old, her eyes were constantly fluttering, and she could vaguely see her eyes turning around in it.

"This kid has been asleep for almost a day, and now he is waking up."

Slept for almost a day! Mei'er glanced at Mingchen with a calm expression, and couldn't help but reach out and probe the child's broad forehead, she secretly scolded in her heart, the child who can sleep for a day without being noisy or noisy, isn't it sick? This dad is still a casual and relaxed appearance! This...... Really!

Her hands were just warm, and she touched the futon by the way, which was very warm.

Sensing being touched, the child turned around and stretched, whining and crying twice in protest.

Mei'er hurriedly retracted her hand, she was afraid that the breath of the living would wake up the child, so she quietly moved her steps backwards and left the small bed.

The child woke up, rubbed his eyes with a pair of chubby hands, stretched his limbs happily, then turned over and sat up, stretched out his hands to his father, and shouted indistinctly: "Hug, hug, hug!" ”

Mingchen smiled at the corner of his mouth, his hands dangled beside the child, teasing the child twice, but did not pick the child up.

The boy raised his hands for a while, but he didn't see his father come to hug him, he felt very lost, his mouth flattened, and he was about to cry, when he saw Mei'er standing behind his father.

The child's eyes lit up, and he suddenly let out a sky-shattering cry, and turned his hands to Mei'er: "Hug, hug, hug"

Mingchen's eyebrows were crooked, and he said to Mei'er: "My son wants you to hug me." ”

Mei'er glared at him, this person spoke seriously and banteringly, but the child had already propped up half of his body and rushed towards her, she hurriedly put her hands together and held the child in her arms.

The child was very happy, looking at Mei'er with a smile and giggling, her little hands grabbed her sideburns and swayed from side to side, and her mouth kept screaming: "Mother."

Kiss hug, hug. ”

Mingchen hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Mei'er's hair out of the child's hand, he glared at his son, and reproached: "If you pull it so hard, your mother will hurt." ”

The child's good interest was disturbed by his father, and he glared back at his father with great dissatisfaction, and his little hand rose again, grabbing the wisp of green silk that Mei'er was hanging down next to his cheek.

Mei'er's eyebrows frowned slightly, the child's hand strength was quite powerful, but looking at the child's face smiling like flowers, she couldn't help but smile, and she didn't notice the slight pain coming from her head.

The child swayed happily up and down in her arms, Mei'er looked at the child in her arms, and suddenly felt her heart shake, although this strange feeling was fleeting, but it still made her stunned for a moment.

"Mei'er, do you think your son is handsome?"

She didn't have time to refute his improper use of words, but just looked at the child carefully, and the child's big eyes blinked, and she let her see it generously.

Mei'er secretly exclaimed, what a pink-carved child, the outline of the facial features is clear and delicate, the heavenly court is full of clear eyes, at first glance, it looks like a fortune doll in a New Year's painting, very cute.

"This is Childe's child?"

"Exactly."

The child opened his hands and hugged Mei'er, his face showed a deep affection, Mei'er couldn't help but smile slightly, raised her eyebrows to the child, made a grimace, and tightened him, the child rested his head on Mei'er's shoulder, smiling sweetly.

Mei'er's mood was extremely strange, she had just woken up, and the child was asleep, she just glanced at him hurriedly, at that time she was panicked, naturally she didn't look at the child carefully, and now the child was tired of being in her arms, and she was unable to leave.

Mingchen looked at the mother and son in front of him silently, the colorful light in his eyes flowed, this kid must have smelled his mother's smell, and now he is sticking to Mei'er, keeping her obedient and staying on the mountain.

The child looked up at Mei'er for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and drilled into her chest.

Mei'er was stunned at first, then blushed, and she gently moved the child's head away a little, smiling apologetically at him.

Mingchen clenched his fist at the end of his nose and whispered, "Ah, it looks like this kid is hungry, right?" ”

Mei'er turned around and glanced at him fiercely, and said coldly: "This is your son!" You should think of your own way, can you have rice cereal or rice porridge? Hurry up. ”

Mingchen smiled and said, "Mei'er, my son is hungry, aren't you hungry?" I've already boiled the porridge, can you wait a while? ”

Mei'er was extremely embarrassed, the meaning of his words was really vague, but the child was sticking to himself like a glutinous rice dumpling at the moment, and for some reason, he was also extremely sorry for the child, and he was reluctant to push him away, so he could only tap his head and whispered: "Thank you, son." ”

Mingchen laughed, stretched out his hand and gently scraped his son's face, and said, "Yong'er, you play with your mother for a while, and your father will come back immediately." ”

Mei'er's pretty face turned red, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore, and corrected in a low voice: "Don't be joking, this little boy can call my sister, yes, your family, what about this child's mother?" Why not? ”

The child who was enjoying himself in her arms suddenly raised his head, looked at her motionlessly, a bubble of clear tears quickly welled up in his big eyes, his small mouth was flat and flat, Mei'er panicked, and hurriedly stroked his back gently, and said softly: "Ah, what's wrong with you?" But hungry? Wait a little longer, soon"

The child sniffled and rubbed his head against her chest.

While comforting the child, Mei'er turned her head to look at Mingchen, and her tone was slightly unhappy: "What are you doing standing?" The child is hungry, go and bring in a bowl of porridge!"

Mingchen was stunned, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked in an instant, he turned around and walked towards the wooden door, and muttered softly: "He's not hungry, but sad." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the wooden door, the child was already crying, his head digging into Mei'er's chest, and his hands were holding her back.

Mei'er was so impressed that she stretched out her hand to push the child away, but the child cried pitifully, her hand just touched the child's shoulder and retracted, only to coax the child softly: "Obedient, oh, obedient, don't cry, don't cry"

The child cried even harder, and he whimpered and shouted, "Mother, kiss"

Mingchen immediately flashed out of the house.

When he pushed the door in again with two bowls of steaming meat porridge, he saw Mei'er sitting on the edge of the bed with the child in his arms and coaxing softly, the child had already broken into tears and laughed, and his mouth was babbling and responding to Mei'er, he smiled, put the porridge bowl on the low table next to the bed, sat down next to Mei'er, and stretched out his hand to his son: "Come, daddy feed you." ”

The son turned his head to him and pouted, his face was full of disdain, his little hands firmly pulled the ends of Mei'er's hair, and his mouth was calling again: "Niang Niang feed hey"

Mingchen pampered his son on the forehead, and said: "Stinky boy, I will see the wind make Tuona" Mei'er pulled out his hand, a faint red mark appeared on the child's forehead, she was busy rubbing it lightly with her fingertips, and said: "How can you be like this!" Doesn't the child hurt? ”

Mingchen looked at his hands innocently and muttered in a low voice: "I often do this, he never shouts pain, manly man, how can this light knock hurt?" ”

The child grinned at Mei'er, as if confirming the correctness of his father's theory.

Mei'er looked embarrassed and kissed the child lightly on the forehead, and said with a smile: "Ah, I'm not your mother, don't cry, don't cry, I'll feed you." ”

She took a bowl of porridge with her free hand, and Mingchen said softly: "Be careful, hot hands." He took the porridge bowl and said with a smile: "I'll take it, you feed your son, he has been looking forward to this day for a long time."

Mei'er's hand holding the spoon stiffened slightly, and her expression was a little angry: "You're talking nonsense again." ”

The child's small mouth approached the spoon and looked pitifully at the empty spoon.

"Mother, mother"

Mingchen looked at his son, smiled incomprehensibly, and said, "I'm really hungry." ”

Mei'er glared at him, scooped up the porridge from the bowl, put it close to her mouth and blew it gently, the porridge was fragrant, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

As soon as the porridge was brought to his mouth, the child immediately opened his mouth and swallowed it, Mei'er scooped up a spoonful from the porridge bowl, and she said in a low voice: "Master Mingchen, this child is just clamoring for a mother, why don't you see your mother?" ”

Mingchen gently shook the porridge bowl, took a brocade handkerchief, and wrapped it around the child's neck.

"My lady!"

Mei'er was uneasy, if the lady of his family was nearby, she would push the door and enter, seeing this scene, it would inevitably arouse the suspicion of the melon field and plums, so how could it be good?

The child smacked his lips and waited for a while, but when he didn't see the second spoonful of porridge reaching his mouth, he simply leaned over his mouth and allowed himself to suck the porridge in Mei'er's hand.