Chapter 300: Learning to Talk

Awen, who can always devote a part of his mind to paying attention to the "little second", didn't even notice it because he was discussing the farmer's matter with his sister-in-law.

The three maids have long been well-trained, so naturally they don't know how to make a sound or do anything.

The cheeks of the "little second" were still squirming, Leng Buding was poked, he turned his head suddenly, Hong'er lowered his eyelids, and the second young master's face left a red mark, and the young lady's fingernails were thin and pointed, protecting ten nails like protecting her eyes, and she could cut it if she wanted to, and she couldn't resist when she fell asleep, and once she woke up, she could make trouble with God.

"Little Third Brother" smiled happily, and she was very much in favor of the two brothers' non-resistance.

But the footside of the weishenme "little boss" retracted back? One of the "little second" hands also stretched out, and he just picked off the shiny hairpin that people could only wear recently!

The hairpin ring hairpin drawn from various channels is not used at all because of a short hair, which is still the kindness of the mother, so that the jewelry shop processed a silver hairpin, and also decorated people's favorite broken gems, which were firmly pinned to the head.

You kid has committed a big taboo! Song Haohao's most beloved thing at present fell into the dust, and the little girl kicked her legs and cried, tears fell like beads that didn't want money, which was really sad.

The culprit, "Little Er", looked innocent, and continued to turn his attention back to the small bowl in front of him, and the "Little Boss" was even more innocent, quickly stretched out the retracted foot, and continued to plague the rice one by one.

Now, the cry of a small child can be heard at the dinner table, and almost no one is surprised. Reputedly. It's wrong for a child not to cry. Don't they all say that "when a child sees his mother, he cries three times"?

"Mother-", Song Haohao, who had a handful of snot and tears, really looked at her mother.

If it was before the old fairy talked about Taoism, Ah Yuan, who was a mother, would definitely maintain a consistent neutral state, and for crying children, she always thought that she wouldn't cry when she was tired of crying.

But now. always felt that if he didn't pay attention to the child he gave birth, it would be no different from the child who was thrown into an orphanage or Taoist temple, and in the end, Ah Yuan gritted his teeth and walked over and hugged Song Haohao, who cried into a "tearful Sanniang".

"You eat slowly, I'll take the kids out for a walk." As a host, the etiquette that should be there still cannot be abolished.

didn't let Qing'er follow, so the mother and daughter slowly walked to the vicinity of the rockery.

The "little third" hugged his mother's neck, finally. I stopped sobbing, and even my small body would occasionally sob.

Ah Yuan actually wants to talk to the child about the truth. However, she is really not a person who is good at resolving grievances, from childhood to adulthood, when she was wronged, she either resisted or endured the next resistance, never refused to communicate with others, and did not learn to comfort others.

She even always thought that this was the most correct way to do so, shouldn't everyone's grievances and pain be borne by everyone?

But if you continue to do this, your life is no longer complete, do you want to let your children hold on to their disabilities? Now that they are still young, they can regain their ability to communicate with others, so let's start with ourselves now!

Ah Yuan put his forehead against the forehead of the "little third", and tried to confess his thoughts: "Okay, the eldest and the second are your brothers, and they are the closest people you are to this shijie, my mother thinks that you should get along with your brothers well, you can't beat your brother or kick your brother, right?" ”

This truth is actually a bit profound, for children who have just passed their first birthday.

Perhaps, in fact, adults always underestimate the children's comprehension ability, and one-year-old children can understand it completely, or perhaps, it is the "little third" who is tired of crying, his forehead is little by little, hugging his mother's neck, and falling asleep.

A ball of soft and small balls of flesh, such a trusting and dependent, giving the whole body and mind to the mother, as a mother, what reason is there to continue to live only in his own shijie? Re-instilling the negative energy you get from loneliness and sadness into your children?

"Mother vows, I will let the three of you live happily, have a family that loves each other, have a stable and harmonious environment, and have a happy and beautiful childhood ......."

Many people need an opportunity for qualitative change, just like Ah Yuan at this moment, no matter how strong the psychological journey of the orphanage is, she doesn't want her children to enjoy it again.

An orphan is not just a person who has been abandoned by his parents and is spiritually alone, he is also an orphan.

This night, there are really a lot of rooms in the county lord's mansion that are lit up until late at night, and the Dongfang adults help the real uncle and Zhang Dashan, and after taking a medicinal bath for the two male babies, they stay in the guest room, and live next door to the old fairy.

The first time, instead of singing "Lullaby", the two little babies who did not smell the smell of medicine fell asleep in their mother's gentle words, but chattered, from the past to the back, from the confusion to the capital......

Little Awen was discussing a big matter with Ah Fu, and asked Ah Fu to equip some things like mud, which was very mysterious.

Old John, who was spending his time in the woodworking workshop, brought back a scented piece of wood, and a sharp, sharp, three-edged knife to be used for carving on wood.

The master carpenters said that the wood was given by the emperor, and even the remaining scraps could not be taken away by outsiders.

However, old John is not afraid, your county lord personally agreed, whatever I want to harm the wood, if you don't believe it, you go and ask!

This kid is born with a kind of majesty that has not been polished by life, and the carpenters can only mumble a few words, but fortunately, it is just scraps, so let him be.

Under the light, old John had carved out the shape of a clumpen, and a small cut had been made on his finger, and blood was imprinted on the swarthy wood.

Everyone has a knot that can't be untied, don't be too tight, let that knot be loose and loose.

Ah Yuan gave Old John the most suitable way to soothe it.

Perhaps, it was the children's confiding that played a role, and the quality of sleep was not very good, and when I got up the next day, I felt refreshed, as if I had unloaded some arduous burden.

Could it be that if I had known the importance of confiding and listening, I would not have made my life look like this?

The spirit is good, the work is going well, the ironsmith workshop has reported that the popcorn machine has been successful, the parts are assembled together, and you can try to pop the food.

So what are you waiting for? Ah Yuan found the most simple clothes, and covered his head and face with a piece of silk, and went to the ironsmith workshop in high spirits.

Zhang Dashan followed behind him, Bazi also wanted to see freshness, and was kicked by Zhang Dashan, just in the county lord's mansion, is it worth following so many people? It's better to guard the gate than to follow blindly!

The blacksmiths were also very excited, creating such a strange thing, and scrapping a lot of materials to make this one, they were all waiting to see how the county lord would use this ghost thing to make food.

Wipe the inside of the iron hoist clean, and first put the assembly haode machine on the fire to preheat.

A few minutes later, Ah Yuan instructed a master wearing a mask and a heavy protective suit to put an appropriate amount of oil into the iron gourd, and then pour a bowl of corn and white sugar into the iron gourd-drum for popcorn.

Ah Yuan clearly remembers that when she was a child, she squatted beside the old man, waiting for each pot of popcorn to mature, she always counted silently in her heart, it seems, often when she counted to the second hundred to three hundred, or when the old man saw the change in the pressure gauge, he would take off the roller and knock it into the leather pocket.

This popcorn machine produced in the Great Song Dynasty, it is a pity that there is no successful research pressure gauge, and it can only rely on experience.

And experience needs to be accumulated with countless failures.

In the first pot, the time was short, the pressure was not enough, and the corn kernels only swelled by half and put them in the mouth, which was not only hard, but also left a mouth full of pig iron.

The second pot began to operate, and outside the workshop, it was crowded with idlers from the county lord's mansion, and an old fairy ran over without touching the ground, and rushed in with his feet open.

It was so loud! You can't hear it for ten miles, right?

"What are you playing?" As soon as the old fairy spoke, the strength of the fairy wind bones weakened, and the whole old child!

Ah Yuan unwrapped the tightly wrapped silk scarf and rubbed her ears, she was also shocked, but she still covered her ears in advance!

"Real master, don't call me this, it's like a rabbit girl, it's ugly! Call me Yuan, please! ”

I can't help but protest, there were countless words of this kind left on the dining table last night.

"Hey, what's playing? I'll come too. ”

The old kid is like this, he has to insert anything new when he sees it, not to mention that his sensitive nose already smells the unique fragrance of popcorn.

"As soon as you disturb, the count I just counted will be all messed up!" Ah Yuan clapped his hands depressedly: "It's almost, explode again!" ”

"Boom-", another loud bang!

It was even more deafening than the thickest artillery battle, and while Ah Yuan covered his ears tightly, the old fairy's hands also unconsciously followed suit, and those outside who watched the excitement and those who were slow still couldn't hear the surrounding sounds clearly.

The result after the number is messed up, it turns out to be perfect.

The popcorn filled the long leather pockets, like a giant dragon puffing out of breath, and quickly deflated.

The leather bag is a magic box, and the audience watches as endless amounts of popcorn pour out of it, like a small mountain.

"Taste all ......", Ah Yuan picked one up and threw it into his mouth, except for a faint smell of pig iron, the rest were familiar sweetness.

The county lord has an order, who dares to disobey it? The excited crowd rushed into the ironsmith workshop, this one grabbed a handful, that one held a handful, stuffed it into the mouth crispy and sweet, and only felt that the teeth and cheeks were fragrant. (To be continued......)

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