Catch Zhou, it is nothing more than those things, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, bow and arrow, abacus, account books, jewelry, toys, food, etc., if it is a girl, it is necessary to add embroidery, rouge and the like, whether it is a common people's home, or a rich family, it is always inseparable from these things, just the difference between delicate and rough.

When I arrived at Brother Xiang and Brother Yi'er, there were more seals, ribbons and other symbols of power.

Brother Xiang is the eldest son, and he was carried to the small blanket first.

He was a slender baby among the babies, and he seemed very clever, and he looked back and forth with his head propped up, and neatly climbed to the table full of objects, and under the attention of everyone, he turned it three times and two times, and grabbed the ribbon in his hand, and suddenly there was a cheer.

Brother Xiang obviously has the style of a general, and he was not disturbed by people's applause at all, so he glanced at it and grabbed another volume.

Now, the praise is endless.

Luo Tianhuo barely stretched his face, but in fact, his heart was already happy, and he reached out to pick up Brother Xiang and handed it to the nurse on the side.

After all, he is the eldest son, and he should get ahead in the future, of course, he can't be so happy so obviously.

Zhen Jing glanced at her son beside her, feeling a little resentful.

Brother Ping is the eldest son of the prince, just because he didn't occupy the word "嫡" at the beginning, things like seals and ribbons are not allowed to appear, otherwise, how can her Brother Ping be worse than others!

Seeing that Brother Yi was put on the blanket again, Zhen Jing's heart moved and took Brother Ping over.

Since Zhao Feicui became pregnant, she knew in her heart that she would be able to come this time, so she deliberately trained Brother Ping and let him play with silk flowers.

At this time, the effect of the training was reflected, Brother Ping saw Zhen Jing's special hints, and had already formed a conditioned reflex, reached out and pulled down the string of pomegranate silk flowers inserted in her sideburns, and then threw it on the table, clapping his hands and laughing.

This change made everyone stunned, and the room suddenly fell silent.

You must know that the objects that fall on the table can no longer be taken away, Yi Ge'er is a male doll, and it stands to reason that silk flowers and rouge will not appear, but at this time, they have to be placed there.

However, the string of pomegranate silk flowers was fiery red, and among the many objects, not to mention children, even adults would see it for the first time, and everyone's mood suddenly became delicate.

If this little boy catches a silk flower, then the fun will be great.

Luo Tianhui's face was slightly gloomy, and he glanced at Zhen Jing lightly.

The sixth prince also came, he didn't care about this, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Since the Qixi Festival of that year, the grape trellis has been set for life, Zhen Jing's most nervous time in her life has long passed, and at this moment she is accepting everyone's attention, she is not flustered at all, and scolds: "Brother Ping, you kid is too naughty!" Then he hurriedly compensated Luo Tianhuo and Zhen Miao.

Brother Ping is only a little more than a year old now, and he is a doll less than two years old, so no one will say more.

Zhen Miao stared at the red and gorgeous pomegranate flower, her heart was congested for a while, and she couldn't help glaring at Zhen Jing, but after all, she couldn't be angry with the child, so she had to swallow the gas back into her stomach, and patted Brother Yi with a smile: "Brother Yi'er is good, go grab something." ”

Brother Yi was not as flexible as his brother, and was encouraged by his mother, and his little fat legs kicked off, and he didn't crawl for a long time, so he simply sat on the blanket and didn't leave.

"Poof." Someone couldn't help but chuckle.

Zhen Miao's face was hot, and she reached out and patted Brother Yi'er's buttocks: "Brother Yi'er, go!" ”

Brother Yi'er's little ass moved, and then ...... sat directly on Zhen Miao's hand.

"Huh." At this moment, everyone couldn't give face anymore, and they all laughed.

Zhen Miao's face turned red, and she picked up the fat boy and threw it directly on the table.

Brother Yi is obviously a chronic child, and he is not in a hurry to face so many objects on the table, he stretches out his fat arm like a lotus root and rummages for a long time, and finally grabs a piece of blessing cake, holds it and gnaws it.

This blessing cake is made by Zhen Miao herself, mixed with milk and eggs, soft and fragrant, snow-white color, only a small piece the size of a child's fist was placed on the blue lotus leaf plate, and it was found by this fat boy!

Zhen Miao and Luo Tianhuo glanced at each other.

The child's father's eyes were saying: Who let you put the blessing cake, and it is so fragrant!

The child's mother's eyes were quite aggrieved: I only dared to put food on the weekly ceremony, just a piece, and among the mountain-like objects, it was turned over by your foodie son!

Brother Yi didn't speak as early as his brother, but his teeth grew faster, and now Brother Xiang only has six teeth, and he already has eight, gobbling up the piece of blessing cake, and his head began to shake.

Looking at the residue on the corner of her youngest son's mouth, Zhen Miao regretted it.

I was afraid that the child would pee when she caught Zhou, she didn't dare to give food and drink, she knew that this kid had such a big appetite, so she stuffed him first!

Yi Ge'er looked around, and the red and bright pomegranate silk flower came into view. The little fat man hunched over and stretched out his hand, and grabbed the flower in his hand.

A fat boy with food scraps hanging from the corner of his mouth, holding a silk flower in his hand, this image, this meaning, really need not be mentioned.

What a!

The boy's father's face changed on the spot, and the onlookers did not dare to speak, and their eyes were all kinds of subtle.

Zhen Miao couldn't hold back any longer, and glanced at Zhen Jing fiercely.

Unexpectedly, Brother Yi turned his head according to his mother's gaze, and then crawled to Zhen Jing with a twist, stretched out his fat hand, and handed the silk flower to Brother Ping next to her.

Brother Ping took the silk flower, immediately smiled, leaned over and kissed Brother Yi'er on the face.

Zhen Jing's face immediately changed, and a mouthful of old blood almost didn't spurt out.

Where did this demon kid come from, he actually returned the silk flower to Brother Ping, does he still remember that Brother Ping threw it out?

What's even more embarrassing is that Brother Ping happily kissed the demon for a silk flower, how can this be good in the future!

The corners of Zhen Miao's mouth trembled, she couldn't laugh out loud, she hurriedly lowered her eyes and pinched herself.

The demon in Zhen Jing's mouth, she didn't know what amazing things she had done, and now she was still empty-handed, and in the end she only grabbed a gold ingot, and she didn't let go, Zhen Miao was very suspicious that it was because the gold ingots were like the ear-shaped milk cake she made for her brothers.

This Zhou Rite passed in a wave of twists and turns, and everyone dispersed.

Zhen Jing felt that she had lost her face, and after returning home, she continued to come out and jump after a small illness, so there is no need to mention it.

On the side of Qingfeng Hall, after nightfall, Luo Tianhuo hugged his daughter-in-law and said with palpitations: "Fortunately, Brother Yi'er is clever and actually knows to return the silk flowers, otherwise I will always carry this fat powder reputation in the future." Jiaojiao, you still said that Brother Yi is not as clever as Brother Xiang, I think he is wise and foolish. ”

Zhen Miao took a bite of him: "What kind of wisdom is foolish, I usually think he is fat, and often throws things for him to crawl and pick them up, if he does it right, he will reward him with a piece of milk cake, and he will also be Brother Ping to coax him to play, I didn't look at the silk flower back, I didn't see Brother Ping give the milk cake, and I have been unhappy since then." ”R1152