The family rejoices Chapter 180 Su Ma is gone

"Fourth, bring Hongwang over." The old man clapped his hands, the more he looked at the small barbecued pork, the more pleasing it was to the eye!

Sisi returned the small barbecued pork to the old man, and the old man was determined to guide carefully, "Hongwang, is your mother usually very strict?" ”

"Yes! I often let Amma stand with the little barbecued pork, so pitiful, and she is not allowed to eat snacks, she sits alone and eats very fragrant barbecued pork buns, and does not give me and Amma a meal. Amma said that he didn't eat it, he said he couldn't eat himself, and he also asked the little baby not to eat it! Huang Ma Fa, why does Ama say that the barbecued pork bun is his own? Then I'm my Amma's son, so it's also a small barbecued pork bun? Naama is your own son, you are ......"

Xia Mo wailed, can you say this? Can the old man be an old barbecued pork bun? He can really make these two men into barbecued pork buns!

But it's okay, Xia Mo's wailing voice diverted Xiao Char Siu's attention.

"Huang Mafa, my mother is tired, can you let her get up? Otherwise, you can stand up, my mother can stand, she often holds a book on her head and stands against the wall for half an hour. I asked her what was wrong, and she said, 'Three times a day, I save my body'! Huang Marfa, what does that mean? My Ama said that Eniang is beautiful and is losing weight! Does 'three times a day' mean to love beauty and lose weight? ”

"Baby, stop talking, are you hungry?" The eighth child now has a toothache and can't let this kid say it anymore. But you can't shout and shout to kill, save yourself from being said again, and while twitching, you bent down and said in your own voice.

"Can you eat barbecued pork buns? Huang Ma Fa, the little baby hasn't eaten it yet, why don't you call it to taste it, and reward your grandson by the way? Hongwang is very exploratory, why does Eniang scream when she is angry, "Make me barbecued pork buns!" "Don't give yourself any food? The little barbecued pork is very depressing.

"Alas! Mo'er, get up, let someone make barbecued pork buns, and I will eat them with you. The old man said softly to Xia Mo at his feet, "Mo'er, over the years, you have not been easy!" ”

The old man sighed, look at the unconscious father and son, now the person the old man sympathizes with the most is Xia Mo. Sisi is also very sympathetic to Xia Mo, what kind of son is this? Compared with him, his own Honghui is a fool, let alone the rest.

"The emperor is so holy at all times." Su Ma gasped lightly and said with a smile.

"Huang Ama, I am your own child!" The eighth patted his chest, which was very unpleasant.

What is this, isn't it easy for Guang Mo'er? Is it easy on your own? Is it easy for him to be a father to such a kid?

"Alas, if you weren't my own, I'd marry Mo'er to you?" The old man directly said a sentence to the old eight, and the eighth was silent.

If it was said that he was good to Xia Mo at the beginning, it was for Qigege and the Queen Mother, but later he really liked Xia Mo, and the intimate daughter who had been by his side for a long time, sometimes he didn't know how much he thought about Xia Mo or how much he thought about the eighth child.

With the eighth child, if it weren't for the tight pressing of Mongolia at that time, and the eighth child was not high, with Xia Mo, Xia Mo would not be too burdensome, but now his son and grandson are so unreliable, or so far away from himself, it has not been easy these years, the old man is full of reluctance.

The old man's mood now is very complicated, the prince who is also raised by his side, the old man is now heartbroken, and now he urgently needs to see if another Xia Mo, who also claims to have raised himself, will make him sad as well, but seeing that Xia Mo is as anxious as him, the old man's heart is much more balanced.

Look at the eighth child again, it's not so unpleasant, Kangxi's thirty-nine years of night talk, in fact, the old man is not angry, otherwise he would not have been the host of everything in the Mongolian Dynasty in the past few years. The prince is like this now, and the other sons are gearing up one by one, that is, the fourth and eighth children have not performed. The fourth is estimated to be just forbearing, while the eighth is ......

The eighth is the only son who has explicitly rejected himself, yes, talk in the quiet night, the old man has not only called the eighth child, no one will tell anyone else about this kind of conversation, so the old man is not worried about leaking the question.

The answer he got was almost memorized by the old man, only the eighth child clearly refused, he didn't do it, he would only be a good courtier. Only the eighth child cried and said, he is not for himself, but for his brothers, the world is stable, why bother? yes, why should I suffer?

The atmosphere was a little tense all of a sudden, the little barbecued pork is very good at judging the situation, seeing if the situation is wrong, he immediately rubbed his face really like a bun, this is his nirvana to tease his parents. As long as this is the case, ask again, "Amma, Eniang, am I like a little bun?" "Lao Ba and Xia Mo all surrendered. Now ask the old man, and immediately make the old man laugh, kiss the little face of the little bun, and the air in the room loosens.

After lunch, the old man drove back to the palace, and by the way, he also took the little bun away, saying that he was bored. Thinking about it, the eighth child is not afraid of what the little barbecued pork will say, and they will be clean for a few days, so he will be polite twice, and immediately let people pack up the things of the small barbecued pork and send them over directly.

In fact, the eighth child is also a bad taste, and he has some expectations in his heart, hoping that the old man will be sonic by the little barbecued pork, and he will not be able to live in peace, since he can speak, his ears and soul have been devastated.

Xia Mo is not afraid of children talking nonsense, she has been paying attention to talking to the eighth child, although Hongwang came seven years earlier than in history, but she is confident that this is a smart child, although there are many words, but it is not disliked, even if you say taboo words, you will bear it yourself, anyway, she and the eighth child are also the master who has a lot of debts, and small mistakes can be made.

But looking at the little bun when he heard that he was going to the palace, he didn't have a little reluctance, and when he heard the old man ask him if he wanted to go to the palace with him, he nodded busily, and actively clamped the dalmatian dog, and on the point of holding the duckling and holding Kangxi's hand, the little bun hesitated a little, thought about it seriously, put the rope of the duckling on Kangxi's right hand, and took Kangxi's left hand, and followed the old man step by step.

"Did he say goodbye to you?" Lao Bamu sent the old man to hold his son in the car himself, and his son smiled and waved to him, what kind of son is this? asked Xia Mo very depressed.

He didn't even lift his hand to me. However, he said goodbye to Mama Su and said, 'Come back tomorrow in the morning to say goodbye', probably thinking that he was just going to play. Xia Mo was also very depressed, why did she give birth to such a chatty barbecued pork bun?

At noon, I really steamed barbecued pork buns, and the old man gave a little steamed bun, and he was so happy to eat it, he looked at Xia Mo angrily and said, "E-niang is really bad, it's so delicious, and I don't give it to the little baby, and it doesn't hurt the little baby at all." ”

"It's really better to have a raw piece of barbecued pork!" The eighth said hatefully, and Xia Mo agreed very much.

The two of them waited for Su Ma to eat porridge, the eighth helped Su Ma to lie down, after the old lady was sick, they were all served by Su Ma in person, they were all brought by Su Ma when they were young, if they let others do this little thing, they couldn't get over it. Xia Mo was about to go out and let people come in to clean up, Su Ma waved her hand, she had something to say.

"Don't worry about little brother?"

"What is there to worry about, we have suffered for so long, and we should let Huang Ama suffer, today is really pure!" The eighth child showed a comfortable feeling.

Xia Mo glanced at him, he didn't grow up at all, since the birth of the little barbecued pork, this is sometimes an ally of the little barbecued house, and the two of them are doing bad things; Sometimes standing on the opposite side, snatching himself like a toy, in general, Hongwang is a mirror, proving that the old eight children's shoes have not actually grown up.

"Little Brother is very clever, he grew up in the people, although the rules are not bad, but he is cheerful and enthusiastic, I am afraid that staying in the palace will offend people." Su Ma was a little worried, usually eating by herself, the little barbecued pork kept talking on the side, giving her as a recipe for dinner, and it was so quiet today.

"That Mo'er Ming'er went to pick him up, and it is estimated that the palace will be disgusted in one night." Xia Mo misses her son a little, although it's quite annoying to put it in front of her. But it's only been a few hours, and everything is wrong. Seeing Su Ma say this, he immediately got off the donkey.

"The prince is not done, when I die, you will probably have to be recruited back to Beijing, Hongwang's temperament is vertical and extinct, and it is not good to say now. Xia Mo's heart softened a little, eighth, you have been doing a good job, and now Su Ma asked, do you really not want that big position? Su Ma looked at the eighth child, after the old man left, Su Ma thought about it all afternoon, she didn't have much time, she had to do something for them in the end.

"I really don't want to, I've seen too much over the years, if I laugh and scold like this, I'm afraid I can still have a father-son and brotherly love!"

"Isn't it afraid of losing? Maybe you have a chance, but you don't necessarily lose! Su Ma looked at the eighth child deeply.

"I know, I used to be afraid of losing, afraid of affecting Eniang, affecting the old ten, the eleventh, Mo'er and I are fine, but now there is Hongwang, do things safely. But in the past few years, my eyes have really been opened, and my thoughts have been different. The situation on the Mongolian side is getting better and better, and I originally thought that there would be a war this year, but now it seems that it will not be able to fight; If North Korea trades ten cents a day, nine of them belong to the old eleven, and the North Korean immigrants in Yanbian have cultivated ten thousand acres of fertile land, and now the old man is just too lazy to do anything, as long as the old eleven coughs, North Korea has to change his surname; There is also Rakshasa, which has opened up the trade route of Rakshasa and makes money is a trivial matter, but after taking the map drawn over there, I know that I am like a frog at the bottom of a well, and now I really want to take you and Mo'er out to see! ”

Lao Ba smiled lightly, thinking about his inadvertent achievements in the past few years, he began to look down on the position of the old man, the man is ambitious in all directions, and the inheritance is a fart! Still pretending to be a grandson every day, intrigue? After reading the map that Rakshasa got from the side, and Xia Mo would hint that he wanted to go to sea to see it when he was free, so that Lao Ba had the ambition that as long as he was willing, he could create his own kingdom.

He didn't say anything else, look at the old man who only brought the fourth child over today, and then look at how old the old man is in the past two years, combined with the information he got, if he is allowed to live like the old man now, even his son can't believe it, what is the meaning of this life?

Shaking his head, he took Xia Mo's hand and put it in Su Ma's hand, "Mama Su, get better quickly, I have already sent someone out to explore the way, and I will take you out to see the foreign devils in the future." ”

"It's good to think clearly, go and get the little bun back, and say I miss him." Su Ma squeezed their hands tightly, Xia Mo was startled, and hurriedly called the imperial doctor while asking someone to go to the palace to pick up the little bun quickly.

The little bun was quickly sent back by the fourth child himself, and the little bun came in crying and pounced on Su Ma.

Su Ma smiled and gently stroked Xiao Baozi's face, but he couldn't speak, his mouth grew for a long time, and finally swallowed his breath.

End of this chapter Chapter 180 Su Ma went