In the backyard, because the fourth elder brother has returned, gradually everything has returned to its original formality.

It's not that Fujin can't control the situation.

It's just that during this time, except for Ning Ying, who had just given birth to Honghui, everyone else in the backyard had a relaxed life - the fourth elder brother is the husband and the master.

He was outside, and Fu Jin's mind and energy were on Ning Ying again, so the rules in the house were relaxed.

And as soon as the fourth elder brother came back, he was also busy in the palace, and he couldn't see anyone until dawn.

But Fu Jin, for the upcoming New Year, gathered everyone in the backyard and admonished him several times.

……

The veins of the days are like flowing water.

Forbidden city.

On this day, Kangxi summoned the scholars of the Hanlin Academy to discuss calligraphy, and when it came to the rise, he got up and led several ministers, and went to the upper study where the prince was studying.

The master had just left, and it was time for everyone to review their homework when they went to the study. The fourth elder brother and the thirteenth elder brother are writing couplets.

Because the New Year is coming, the two of them are also writing some auspicious and peaceful words.

I wrote a table with a lot of joy.

When Kangxi came over, none of the princes expected it, and they hurriedly stood up from behind the table one by one, and rushed forward to salute Huang Amma.

Kangxi nodded, asked his sons to get up, and walked around the study with his hands behind his back, his eyes falling on the fourth elder brother's table.

The scholar of the Hanlin Academy next to him was stunned after only one glance - the handwriting of the fourth elder brother was very similar to that of the Long Live Lord.

Several ministers were also stunned.

Kangxi laughed and explained to them: "The fourth elder brother has a lot of posts, but the one I love to learn the most is my font!" ”

As he spoke, he mentioned what happened a while ago.

It turned out that since he came back from below, the fourth elder brother specifically asked Kangxi for the font, and said that even if it was the recital approved by Huang Ama on weekdays, it would be okay - he wanted to take it back, study hard in the house, and cultivate his self-cultivation.

Kangxi said that he was happy, and praised the fourth elder brother's calligraphy for being elegant and strong, the pen is slow and orderly, the air is through, graceful and luxurious, and learning his own font is the most formal.

The ministers next to them all laughed when they heard it,

On the spot, a few people came up to make fun, and they repeatedly said that they had the courage to ask the fourth elder brother to inscribe a plain fan for themselves.

The eighth elder brother was beside him, and when he saw this, he took a deep look at the fourth elder brother several times.

……

In the backyard, the days flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was November again.

At this time, Honghui has turned one year old, and his appearance is becoming more and more pleasing.

Compared with crying at every turn before, Honghui is obviously much bolder now, grinning at everyone he sees, not to mention how cute he is.

Ning Ying was simply holding it in her hands, and she was reluctant to let go for twenty-four hours.

She can only keep reminding herself in her heart that she must not be a doting mother.

Honghui can already say some simple words at this time, such as the Manchu Ama Eniang, and some simple words, such as "eat", "sleep", "hit", "no".

Every time he spoke, he was milky, and when Ning Ying heard this little milk, her heart was about to be budded by her son.

Because it was winter, for fear that Honghui would catch a cold, Ning Ying knitted several thick pairs of small socks for her son, and each pair of socks was carefully checked and checked with her hand to ensure that there would be no threads piercing Honghui's little feet.

She took the socks to Honghui, who sat in the yoyo car, stretched out his chubby hand and put the socks on his head.

Ning Ying hurriedly corrected him - this is on the feet.

In order to show her son, she also moved the embroidery pier over next to the yoyo car, and put on her socks again by herself.

At this time, the socks were a little different from the modern ones, but the overall shape was still very similar.

Honghui's eyes widened, and he looked carefully, and after a while, he looked at his chubby little feet with a thoughtful expression.

Just when Ning Ying was about to go over to help him put on his socks, Honghui suddenly put on his own little socks.

Ning Ying was so surprised that she was about to laugh out loud!

At this time, the baby is in a particularly strong imitation ability, and the curiosity is also heavy, and he will learn what he sees.

So every time the fourth elder brother came over, as long as there was a slight intimate action, Ning Ying would ask the nurse to carry Honghui to another room.

The little wonton is very vigilant at the door of the house every time, and even when Qingyang enters, it will follow up and take a look at it with anxiety.

Sometimes Honghui was lying next to the yoyo car, and the little wonton would tilt his head and yell at him until Honghui fell asleep again.

At the beginning of December, Ning Ying discovered one thing - Honghui was a little staggered when he was helped by his nurse to walk.

In fact, it is normal for a baby at this age to stumble when walking, but Honghui's two legs are obviously different, and one of them seems to be always weak, reluctantly dragging behind.

Ning Ying's heart sank suddenly-when Honghui was a young man before, he had been sleeping in a yoyo car.

Even if you go out, there are adults to hold you.

If there is really something wrong with the leg, I can't see it at that time, and at this time, I'm afraid it's too late.

She was so frightened that she immediately sent someone to the study in the front yard to find the fourth elder brother.

As soon as the fourth elder brother heard that Honghui might have a problem with his leg, his heart suddenly picked up, and he immediately called the doctor.

I didn't call the doctor yet.

The doctor is still the same as before, and he is used to coming to the Four Baylor Mansion for consultation.

He came, and when he heard that there was something wrong with Ning Bian's second elder brother's leg, he immediately played a small drum in his heart - it was good to look at this doll before, and there was no reason to suddenly become lame.

Could it be that it is really an incurable disease?

The doctor took a look at it in his heart, but he didn't see anything wrong.

The fourth elder brother was naturally not at ease, so this time he directly invited the imperial doctor in the palace.

The imperial doctor has a very good set, so Honghui cooperated and did a lot of actions, but in the end he just shook his head and said that the little master's body is normal, maybe this is the child's naughtiness, it would be good for him to grow up.

Ning Ying was beside her, after all, the mother and son were connected, and her eyes were so anxious that her eyes were red, but she looked at the imperial doctor who had already diagnosed the same.

The fourth elder brother thought nonsense in his heart, where is there a naughty and naughty cripple?

The little wonton squatted silently in the corner of the room, not understanding what everyone in this room was doing around Honghui.

When the imperial doctor was finally sent away, the little wonton immediately pounced on Honghui's small bed.

Since Honghui is the most energetic stage, but after all, the imperial doctor just tossed, he was also a little sleepy, and at this time he fell asleep with two little fat legs, and his fat cheeks were flushed.

The warm pot in the house was as hot as spring, Ning Ying bent down to cover a small quilt for her son, and while covering it, she saw Honghui pouting and unconsciously kicking her legs a few times in her dream.

These few strokes are also limping.

Ning Ying became even more anxious in her heart.