"Wangzi, do you hear your mother calling you?" He vigorously pushed Wangzi, who was drinking, and said. Wangzi hurriedly swallowed the soup in his mouth and listened with his ears sideways. "It's really my mother who told me to go home for dinner, I'll go and see."

ran out of the door, and saw his mother calling him at the door of his house, jumping up and shouting: "Mother, I'll go back after a while at Aunt Qing's house" Before her mother agreed, she ran back and continued to sit on the bench and drink soup.

Feng Zhi was stunned, and looked at Xiao Juan, who was also about to call her son to eat, "Xiao Juan, didn't your family come back yet?" ”

"Well, I guess I'm supposed to eat at the house in the east end." Xiao Juan nodded and looked far to the east, but the distance was a little far, and she couldn't see anything, and frowned a little worriedly.

Sister Xiuyun listened, put down the rice bunch, and rubbed her waist, she was really tired today. "I see, our family Rarity and Cheng'an Chuang are both at Qingqing's house, and it's late to cook tonight, so those leather boys may sneak to Qingqing's house to eat. Hey, I'm so tired today. Aoko, I'll go home and cook, and I'll bring it to you later. ”

Liu Qing hummed, and then sorted out the rice bunches.

When Feng Zhi heard this, she hurriedly walked out of the house and grabbed Sister Xiuyun, who was about to go home, "Sister-in-law Xiuyun, according to what you say, your Rarity often goes to Sister Qingqing's house for dinner?" Xiaojuan also came over and looked at Sister Xiuyun.

"Isn't that right, Rarity's stinky boy hates the food I cook when he comes back from Qingqing's house, and maybe Dali and Wangzai come back and dislike the food you cook is not delicious." Sister Xiuyun hid the smile on her face, but the smile and pride in her eyes couldn't be hidden, "Don't tell the two of you, I'll go home and cook." ”

Watching Sister Xiuyun walk to the east, Feng Zhi turned around and frowned, "No, it stands to reason that Sister Qingqing has been happy these days, and this meal is not made by her." ”

Xiaojuan was about to go home, and after listening to Feng Zhi's words, she nodded, "I heard Aunt Guang say that she has always been the one who cooks, which is really a blessing." I'm home. Pushing open the door and walking in, all that was left for Feng Zhi was the sound of covering the door, Feng Zhi glanced to the east and slapped his thigh violently, "Ah, there is still firewood burning under my pot." "I hurried home.

A few people honestly put down the dishes and chopsticks, and then honestly stacked the dishes and chopsticks on top of each other. Well, one by one, they are placed in the bowl in front of Rarity, and the chopsticks are placed on top. "We're done eating, do you want Xiaoyu to hang out with us and play in the field?"

The child shook his head, he was playing with his mother and brother at home, so he didn't want to play with them. A few children were a little disappointed, but the well-fed leather boys still honestly said goodbye to Tang Anqing's family, and ran away to go home, maybe they were still ready to eat another meal for their own stomachs.

Waiting for a few of them to bring the door and run away with a smile, Tang Anqing glanced at a small half of the steamed basket and smiled: "When they are still in the right body, has Yu'er eaten enough?" ”

"Well, mother." Puyu lifted the placket of her clothes, revealing her white and tender bulging little belly, and her little hand clapped it, making a soft and crisp sound, "Hehe, Yu'er is full." Tang Anqing stretched out his slender index finger and poked Puyu's white and tender little belly, "Yo, Yu'er's little watermelon is ripe today, and you can eat it with a little more bulging." He scratched a few times.

"Mother.. Hee-hee.. Hehe... Itchy.. Mother" The child giggled, bending over to prevent Tang Anqing from touching his little belly. Tang Anqing rubbed his little belly a few times and stopped, the child hid behind his father, lying on his father's back, and after laughing enough, he pouted his red little mouth, "Mother, don't rub Yu'er, belly." ”

"Okay, my mother knows, go and help my father clean up the dishes and chopsticks." Tang Anqing nodded, retracted his fingers, and coaxed his son to do a little labor.

"Yu'er knows, Daddy?" Blink an eye at the father who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and put the cow-shaped bun that he had grabbed all night in his hand into the steamed basket with a little reluctance. looked at the table, there were too many bowls, and Yu'er couldn't pick them up. The basket was also very heavy, and Yu'er couldn't lift it. Na still picked up his small bowl, took the plate of the bun by the way, walked to the kitchen very smoothly, put it on the board, and clapped his little hands.

Ran over with a fart, "Daddy, mother, is Yu'er well-behaved?" Got a mum from his father and a smile from his mother, and the good baby sat next to his mother obediently, and began to talk to his brother after dinner. The child blinked his big eyes, looked at Tang Anqing's stomach seriously and smiled brightly, "Mother, is my brother full?" Yu'er left the cow bun for her younger brother and ate it. ”

My son is cute, Tang Anqing smiled and touched his son's little head, "My brother said he was full, and he also said that my brother was so good." "Really? But Yu'er didn't hear it. Listening to Tang Anqing's words, Puyu's bright eyes were filled with joy, but she complained a little dejectedly that she couldn't hear her brother speak.

Baozi jumped on the rattan chair and went to eat. glanced at the dejected little ghost with disdain, the little ghost can't speak, you can hear it, it's strange, turned over and hugged the pillow and swayed.

After Tang Baiyu cleaned up, he came out of the kitchen and wiped the stone table, and saw his son's bright eyes staring straight at him, "What's wrong, Xiaoyu?" ”

The child looked at his younger brother, he had already fallen on his mother's stomach and still didn't hear his brother speak, his little head hung lower, he didn't see his father coming, so he looked at his father, "Daddy, can you hear, brother?" Yu'er couldn't hear it. Isn't it, my brother is unwilling to talk to Yu'er? ”

"Dad can't hear it, my brother is still young, and he will be tired of talking." Tang Baiyu couldn't bear to see Puyu a little sad, and said comfort. provoked Tang Anqing to laugh on the side, it was hard for Ah Yu that he could find a reason like 'my brother is still young, and he will be tired of talking', it was really embarrassing for him. Tang Baiyu also saw Tang Anqing laughing at him on the side, quickly wiped the table, and turned to the kitchen.

However, Daddy's words made Puyu's sad little heart a little better, and he touched Tang Anqing's stomach distressedly, "Brother is not tired~ Brother don't say it, mother, what else does my brother say?" While saying that, he wrinkled his little bun face and blew it, which made Tang Anqing smile all the time, but he didn't dare to let Puyu see it, "Yu'er must be a good brother, so let's read the story to my brother, okay?" ”

Puyu nodded happily, "Yu'er go get the book." He slid down from the stone bench and hopped to the hall to get his books. Tang Anqing looked at his son with relief, touching his belly, if the little guy is born, he must be good to his brother, he must care about his brother and love his brother, you know?

"Mother, I brought the book." After a while, the child came out of the hall happily, still holding a blue-covered thread-bound book in his hand, put it in Tang Anqing's hand, nested himself in Tang Anqing's arms, and leaned on Tang Anqing excitedly turned Tang Anqing's book to the page he read yesterday, and the little fat finger clicked there, "Mother, read it quickly." ”

"Then Yu'er told her mother, what did your mother read yesterday?" Tang Anqing put the book flat in front of himself and Puyu, this book was bought in the only bookstore in the town, it is about the historical events in this time and space, the title of the book is "Qualifications Tongjian", a total of twelve volumes, it is based on time, events for the purpose, from the era of the Yellow Emperor in ancient legends, to the third emperor of the current dynasties, Emperor Liwen covers, covering 16 dynasties and 3326 years of history. Some of the history in it is the same as the history that Tang Anqing is familiar with, but after the Han Dynasty, history changed a lot, and it was unified instead of experiencing the turbulent division that lasted for hundreds of years. It seems that in the long stream of history, all the heroes in the Three Kingdoms have been swept into the long river of history and disappeared. However, Tang Anqing is not interested in these histories, the current emperor is humbly admonished, Wen Taowu is strategic, generous and loves the people, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the whole country is peaceful and peaceful. That's enough.

Puyu tilted her head, blinked her big eyes, and mmm ”

It's still her Yu'er, although she is only two years old, but Yu'er's understanding and memory are good, but sometimes children talk a little stumbling, forgive our Yu'er It's only been half a month to speak. Tang Anqing couldn't help but praise his son, "Yes, our Yu'er Bingxue is smart, clever and cute." Yesterday, the mother will go to Dayu to control the water, and today the mother will give Yuer three times to pass him through the door without entering. ”

"To my brother, both of us." Puyu said to his mother seriously.

"Okay, it's for Yu'er and my younger brother, where can I read it? Here, Yu'er fell asleep when my mother read this yesterday. Look here, there is still Yu'er's drooling. Tang Anqing pointed to the faint place, which was caused by candle oil dripping onto the book yesterday, and now he came to make fun of his own children.

Puyu's little finger poked the blurred black letter, pulled off the candle oil on it, and held the finger with a flat mouth and handed it to Tang Anqing, "Mother lied to me, this is candle and candle oil, hum" Seeing his father coming, he pointed his little finger to his father very unevenly, "Daddy, my mother deceived Yu'er, drooling, it's candle and candle oil." ”

Tang Baiyu glanced at the book, put the teapot with blue flowers and white background in his hand on the stone table, and held three teacups in his hand, counting Yu'er's small wine glass. Three cups of tea were poured, and the heat of the tea poured out. Sitting across from them, the man curled the corners of his mouth, faintly visible through the heat. A silky voice like night sounded, "Xiaoyu really drooled yesterday. If you listen carefully, you can also hear a little bit of laughter and doting in the deep voice that has no ups and downs.