Zhao Tian'er, who didn't dare to disobey Li Wenxuan's intentions, couldn't help but reconsider after his intentional and unintentional reminder. In the moment of silence, she thought about it, if she insisted on driving Cuizhu away, then who else could she use to replace the status of this little maid in her son's mind? Can his own man see that Li Zimo likes Cuizhu to stay by his side and serve, but can she turn a blind eye to this?

Zhao Tianer, who didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, sorted out her clues, and did not take advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, but took the opportunity to further educate her son: "Weiniang is not an unreasonable person. Since you want me to spare Cuizhu, then you have to say a defensible reason! Or else, it's not my fault? ”

Li Zimo, who doesn't know what the love between men and women is, out of an instinctive liking and goodwill between people, bluntly expressed the truest thoughts in his heart, but said inappropriately: "I like Cuizhu." As soon as these words came out, Cuizhu, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but blush, after all, he was more or less ignorant, and he knew a little bit about what the so-called "like" meant? In front of everyone, she was too ashamed to raise her head, she really felt too ashamed, and wanted to find a gap to get into.

Xiaoshuang and the others standing next to them are not yellow-haired girls who don't understand anything. Although they are still yellow flower girls, they also know that it is unusual for men to say that they like women. Since the eldest prince was only four years old, they couldn't help but raise a hand, covering their mouths and snickering without malice.

is not like Li Wenxuan, who is completely laughing when he wants to. Looking at Zhao Tian'er, he suddenly felt that his son had a crayon Xiaoxin meaning and said: "You see that our son is so young, Ding Ding knows how to stand up and protect the woman in his room." Presumably, in the future, he will also be a suave amorous seed. ”

Hearing what he said, Zhao Tian'er had a trace of worry in her heart. It's not angry, and it's not laughing. It's not that I don't know it, it's nice to say that it's suave, pitiful and affectionate, but if it's not good. That's the pervert, the womanizer, the disciple. Her son, and can he be such a gentleman?

Although Zhao Tianer never said verbally that she wanted Li Zimo and Lin Ruoxi's son Li Tianyou to be superior to each other, she kept thinking in her heart that her Zimo was the son of the Li family, and he would be better than his younger brother no matter what. If he grows up, he blindly covets women and does not do his job, he will really be angry with himself.

But. Zhao Tian'er thought again, the words of the little fart child were not taken seriously. At this young age, I am afraid that he is still in the stage of being a mother when he has milk. The reason why Li Zimo stood up for Cuizhu must be because this little girl is very good to her son on weekdays. Otherwise, why did he only intercede with Cuizhu and not speak to the other four maids? After thinking about it like this, she willingly continued to let Cuizhu stay by her precious son's side, but she was more at ease. After all, this little girl knows how to serve her master sincerely.

"You can still laugh. As the saying goes, there is a father. and there shall be sons. "I didn't explicitly say that Li Wenxuan was Zhao Tian'er who loved one, and thought that although his man was almost like that, he didn't delay the business and achieved a great career, and Li Zimo was his species, so he must not be wrong.

Li Wenxuan, who deliberately didn't think about the lustful side. But he said another irrefutable truth: "Lao Tzu's biological son is not like me, is it possible that he will be like others?" Since Zimo likes this little maid, and she is our family's domestic slave, then you might as well let her be a maid for our son! ”

Zhao Tian'er, who shook her head slightly, pretended to be angry on the surface. And deep down there is no doubt about the theory of descent. As always, I believe that Li Zimo will become a great figure like his father. It was all for his son's sake, and she seemed to smile and said: "Zimo is only four years old, so can there be a reason for having a room?" Even if there were, it would have to be ten years away. Li Wenxuan, who was just talking casually, didn't take it seriously, after all, ten years later, no one can say what it will be like. He doesn't change his smiling face, and at the same time, he doesn't think so far ahead.

At that time, his son was in the period of puberty, and it was a very good thing to let an older sister teach some physiological and hygiene knowledge by himself. Whether it is in the developed Western society in later generations or in China during the feudal period, it is an important education that cannot be ignored. In the former, the father will even take his son to a brothel to complete a Western coming-of-age ceremony. As for the latter, the wealthy and noble family, the royal family will also ask the craftsman to make some intersecting dolls, or let the maidservant complete this important thing of "enlightenment" of human reproduction.

Li Wenxuan can't understand the truth that ten years have changed so much. When it really comes to that day, whether his son likes Cuizhu or not, I'm afraid I have to say something. However, as a father, he has the responsibility and obligation to pass on the relevant knowledge between men and women to Li Zimo, after all, teachers in this era will not teach courses on physiology and hygiene. I don't want to see my son stupidly think that the thing between men and women is to lie in the same bed and sleep, and nothing else.

Li Wenxuan said disapprerovingly: "It's okay." Ten years later, Zimo is fourteen years old, and Cuizhu is also a twenty-year-old girl. That's just how he hugged the two gold bricks he liked! ”

Li Zimo, who didn't understand what his father was talking about, didn't wait to spare Cuizhu's words, and said a little anxiously: "Mother, please spare Cuizhu!" ”

"Look! Our son really loves Cuizhu. As his mother, you should still be fulfilled. Li Wenxuan, who was very happy, felt strange and interesting with a gag.

But Zhao Tian'er, who was more serious than him, thought about it for a while, and didn't feel the slightest inappropriateness, so she looked in the direction of Cuizhu, and said slowly and simply: "Since Zimo has interceded for you three or four times, then it's just this once, and I won't take it as an example." ”

Cuizhu, who could understand it, gave a big breath in his heart, and kowtowed again and again to thank him: "Thank you for your kindness, the slave and maid will not have a next time." (To be continued......)