Meng Yuma did not come in empty-handed, he was holding a large vase with a few peach blossoms in the vase, which bloomed brilliantly and delicately.

Liu Yan looked at the flower and was surprised: "Where did the peach blossoms come from in the cold winter?" ”

"It's not a real flower, it's a fake, but it's the same as the real thing."

"Fake?" Liu Yan was surprised, and when he looked closely, he couldn't tell that it was fake.

Silk flowers, velvet flowers, gem flowers are not uncommon, this fake flower is made vividly, and the real flower is no different. When you get closer, you can still smell the faint fragrance of peach blossoms.

"This branch is a real peach blossom branch, and the flowers are made of paper." Meng Juma explained: "The aroma is smoked. ”

Princess Fuyu stretched out her hand and carefully touched the petals: "It is indeed paper, not soft, not too hard." This color is also natural, I'm afraid it's not painted one by one, right? ”

"It's really not made by an outside craftsman, it's an idler I recognize, saying that it's bleak in winter, make some flowers to relieve boredom. He took peach branches, made petals out of paper, and then colored the flowers one by one, smoked incense, and finally looked even more real than real flowers. ”

Liu Yan exclaimed: "This is really an idler." ”

It's not an idler, who has the patience to spend so much effort to make two fake flowers? What's more important is that to make other things, at least it can be used for a long time, but this paper flower is difficult to last. When the weather is tidal, or if the charcoal fire in the house is burning, the flower may be deformed, and then it will not return to its appearance. Moreover, the paper is fragile, and it is difficult to clean it if it is stained with dust or other dirt.

Spending so much effort to make something so impractical, this person is really idle.

Princess Fuyu smiled and said, "The hand is really ingenious, and the work is good, if you like it, you can bring it back and put it on the bookcase." ”

Meng Yuma nodded: "The bookcase is good, in fact, it is good to put it by the window." There are many people who arrange flowers in the house, but there are not many who can really arrange flowers, I have seen many people put the vase tightly against the wall, no matter what flowers are inserted inside, they are all squeezed and pasted on the wall, all of them are scattered without layers, more like fake flowers than fake flowers. ”

Liu Yan smiled: "When my brother-in-law said this, I remembered it - I always feel that in many places I see people putting vases against the wall, and most people think that the vases against the wall are not easy to tilt and break, which not only decorates the house, but also does not have flower branches to get in the way of the eyes." ”

Princess Fuyu was greatly pleased: "It makes sense, you have really become more and more sensible in the past two years, and the queen mother will definitely feel happy." ”

Liu Yan shook his head: "Actually, this is not what I came up with, I have heard people complain, saying that they were punished for knocking down the vase, and also, * The flower branch hooked the hair or something." ”

Princess Fuyu nodded: "If the vase is placed against the wall, it is indeed not easy to be broken, okay, you two don't stand and talk, besides, the food will be cold." ”

So the real flowers and fake flowers are put aside first, and nothing is as important as eating.

Liu Yan still didn't get the errand to feed Hui'er - in fact, it was neither Princess Fuyu, nor the nurse, the maid and others who fed this lovely fat girl in the end, but Meng Yuma herself.

Liu Yan had heard before that Meng Juma loved his daughter very much, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he knew how much he loved his child.

He asked the nurse in detail what Hui'er was wearing today, how many times she changed her clothes, whether she was sweating, whether her hands were cold, whether her feet were cold, what she had eaten in a day, how much she had eaten, and whether she was happy or unhappy when she ate. Have you ever cried today, how long have you played, how long have you slept......

Liu Yan felt dizzy just by listening to it.

It's a shame that the nurse and the girl actually answered the same, well, it may be because they used to live such a day every day, and they have long been trained to be interrogated like this.

Meng Juma was obviously very skilled in feeding the child, and he tied a small bib to the child, which was not loose or tight. You must know that Liu Yan has tried this job, but she can't do it well. Tie it tightly, the child is uncomfortable, she will move. It's so tight that it can't hold the rice, soup and vegetable scraps at all. When he feeds, he takes neither more nor less of each spoonful, and the timing is right, and when the child has almost finished swallowing the last bite, he will take the next bite.

How skillful and careful.

Surely it is not the first time he has fed the child, he may feed it every day, maybe even every day.

Facing Liu Yan's puzzled gaze, Princess Fuyu nodded slightly.

That's right, that's what she guessed.

The sisters still have a tacit understanding.

Meng Juma loves his daughter so much, he used to change his daughter's diaper! Listen, change diapers! In this huge capital, even if you inquire, not to mention people like them, even if they are ordinary people, how many fathers can change their children's diapers?

Liu Yan can say that his father is a person who loves his daughter, but has his father changed her diaper?

No kidding, when she was born, her father was thousands of miles away, and she didn't know that there was another child in the family. So much so that later he missed the day when Liu Yan was born.

Liu Yan was born in autumn, but her father always thought that she was also born in Layue, and she was several months apart. Liu Yan didn't need to wrap a diaper when she saw him for the first time - even if her father was by her side when she was born, he probably wouldn't do such a thing as changing diapers.

First, it stinks, and secondly, it ...... It seems that they all think that men should not do this job.

This kind of work is like weaving, cooking, and having children...... As with these things, women are born to do what they should do.

Although he was a little surprised and a little funny, Liu Yan felt that the eldest brother-in-law had strengths that others did not have.

Well, it should be that he doesn't have that distinct "distinction between men and women" in his heart.

Men should stand up to the heavens and the earth, women should be virtuous and obedient, men should stay outside the Lord, and women should stay at home......

Very unusual.

Some people may say that this is a deviance, and some people may say that Meng Juma is because he has been sick and weak since he was a child, so he lacks manliness.

But he and his big sister are doing well.

Better than the average couple.

Liu Yan drank the soup - the soup was indeed very fresh. Because Meng Yuma is weak and needs nourishment and high nourishment, the cook in Princess Fuyu's mansion is very good at making these soups and medicinal foods. While drinking the soup, she looked at the eldest sister and Meng Juma with new eyes.

The eldest sister doesn't seem to be conniving at Hui'er, but Meng Juma is the opposite. Ordinary people are always strict with their fathers and mothers, and their family seems to have lost a child. The eldest sister is very strict, and Meng Juma will only be good to her daughter, yes, yes, there is no bottom line and only spoiling.

But there seems to be nothing wrong with this, their family is harmonious, so harmonious.

As long as you live well, you don't have to force yourself to live like others for the sake of others.

Liu Yan felt that he had figured out a big thing, and he was very happy to let Bai Zhi add another bowl of soup to himself.