Chapter 150: The Godson

Su Mei vented her anger. Only then did she realize that Fu'er was still a child, and she couldn't help but sneer, but she still couldn't pull her face to coax her, and said hastily - I will go horseback riding tomorrow, and I will rest today, so I ran out of the living room as if I was running away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye......

Xiao Ru looked at Su Mei in amazement, this is the end, you can't just care about yourself, the child is still red-eyed at this time, the most important thing is that the problem has not been solved...... Xiaoru thought about it again, Su Mei girl is just seventeen this year, and I am afraid that she will not be able to deal with children compared to herself, forget it, let's figure it out by herself, she can't count on it.

Xiaoru smiled bitterly, and first instructed Xiaoyan to dispose of the remaining watermelon that Fu'er ate, and glanced at the watermelon in the trash can out of the corner of her eye, hey. No wonder Su Mei was so angry, the situation was even more serious than Menier said lightly, a big watermelon, cut from the middle, Xiao Fu'er only used a small spoon, ate two pieces of watermelon of half the size of the center of the small piece, and the rest of the melon, only poked a few times casually, and went into the trash, this is not only a matter of time urgency, not paying attention......

Xiao Ru thought about it, picked up Fu'er, hugged her all the way back to her room, put her on the recliner on the balcony, looked at Xiao Fu'er was still very unenergetic, not a word, her eyes had been foggy, her nose and eyes were red and swollen, like carrots, she couldn't help laughing, asked Meng Nier to bring a basin of warm water, wiped her face with her own hands, and said with a smile: "Girl, do you know why your master Su Mei is angry?" ”

Fu'er hesitated for a moment, first shook his head, and then said hesitantly: "...... Because...... Fu'er didn't finish the watermelon...... But. Fu'er was really full, and besides, Fu'er remembered to ride a horse......"

Now Fu'er's foal is the time to have fun, this girl hasn't seen her for a day, and she thinks so much, no wonder this girl is so anxious, Xiaoru sighed, reached out to pick Fu'er up, sat on the chaise longue by herself, and took her into her arms, wondering in her heart, how to tell this girl the importance of food......

Xiaoru tried hard to think about how her parents educated her when she was a child, thinking about it like this, suddenly Fu'er is a little similar to her when she was young in her previous life, Xiaoru used to eat, and she especially liked leftovers, a big bowl of rice, and she ate more than half of it, and left a small half of it, so who said that she would not eat it. Mother spoils herself, she usually doesn't say anything, and the rest is left, and my father has to read a few words every time I see it, but ...... It seems that as long as my father nags, he immediately pours all the food in the bowl into his father's bowl, and he proudly explains, don't waste it! It made my parents really cry and laugh......

Xiao Ru shuddered excitedly, and glanced at Fu'er in horror, her own Fu'er is cute and well-behaved, she will definitely not be like herself, so, the elf is weird...... However, it seems that when I was a child, I was always praised by my parents, saying that I was honest and well-behaved, and my father, except when she was studying medicine, was very strict, and accused her from time to time......

Xiaoru reached out and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, she wouldn't have made the mistakes that most parents might make, she could only see the advantages of the baby, and she couldn't see the slightest disadvantages...... After thinking about it for a long time, Xiaoru breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay. Fu'er doesn't have many bad problems, it's the problem of waste, and she and her mother-in-law should be blamed more.

Secretly determined that she must not raise her children to avoid the hardships of the world, Xiaoru hugged Fu'er and decided to take them out for a walk from time to time, and finally went to the fields, did some farm work, and saw how the food came out, and the most important thing was that the other little radish head in her own house had to be strictly disciplined.

However, that's all in the future, and now, you can't do nothing, Xiaoru exhaled, patted the little girl who was curled up in her arms, sobbing and scribbling, and said with a smile: "Fu'er, can my mother tell you a story?" ”

After all, Fu'er is still young, and when she heard the story, her spirit came up slightly. opened his eyes wide and nodded seriously: "Mother tells stories, and the stories told by mothers are the best." ”

Very cute little Lori, blinking a pair of blue light, big eyes like jewels, looking at you intently, it's really - to describe it in a very trendy word for Xiaoru - very cute.

Xiao Ruqiang resisted the urge to reach out and pull her baby daughter's face, patted the girl's head again, and then softened her voice and said: "Once upon a time, in a land as rich as our hometown Wuchang, there lived a couple. The husband and wife relied on their own strength, cultivated 100 acres of fertile land, sunrise and sunset every day, hard work, these two people are kind and diligent people, those years, it is also rare to have good weather and rain, the country and the people are safe, and the taxes are very small, so the grain they grow is piled up in the granary, as high as a hill, and their life is also very happy......"

Xiao Ru's voice is very soft, perhaps, the story itself is not very attractive, but Fu'er is still attracted by Xiao Ru's voice and listens seriously.

Xiao Ru was very satisfied with her performance, touched Fu'er's head with a smile, and continued: "It didn't take long for my wife to get pregnant...... Just like when my mother gave birth to your little dd, she gave birth to a healthy and lovely boy, and the couple was very happy, treating the baby as if it were their own eyeballs......"

"Like my mother and my brother?"

"Yes, the baby is the same in the eyes of that couple as Fu'er and your brother are in the eyes of the mother." Xiao Ru squinted her eyes and hugged the child tighter, "...... In this way, the baby grew up slowly, learned to walk, learned to speak, and the couple sent him to read and write. I really love him very much......" At this point in the story, Xiaoru suddenly lowered her head and asked, "Fu'er, what do you like to eat the most?" ”

"Fu'er likes the osmanthus fish made by Sister Xiaoyan the most."

"Really good, then tonight, my mother will ask Sister Xiaoyan to make you osmanthus fish to eat." Xiao Ru snorted Fu'er's head and said with a smile, "The son of the husband and wife in the story, although he also lives a wealthy life, is not like Fu'er, he can eat delicious osmanthus fish and all kinds of fresh fruit cakes, he's the favorite thing to eat, is dumplings." ”

"Dumplings? Fu'er likes it too. Fu'er blinked her eyes wide, and said happily, after listening to the story for so long, her spirit has recovered, and she seems to have forgotten the things she had just been reprimanded by Su Mei for the time being, and she has become lively and cute again.

"Since the child likes to eat dumplings, his parents often make dumplings for their son to eat, in short, even if the family is miserable, it is also a meal every three or five days, but if the dumplings are eaten too much, the child's appetite will become picky, he still likes to eat dumplings, but every dumpling, he only eats the middle piece of the big bulging, stomach-like parts, the two corners of the dumplings, he refuses to eat, will always be left to throw away."

Fu'er nodded hesitantly, "Fu'er only likes to eat dumplings with meat...... But ......"

"Well, Fu'er is a little gluttonous cat." Xiao Ru touched Fu'er's head soothingly, not allowing her to think too much, and continued, "That couple loves their child very much, even if they say anything to him, they are gentle and soft-spoken, that child doesn't take it seriously at all, or go his own way, the couple has no choice, so they have to let him go...... Gradually, the child grew up, the husband and wife, slowly getting old, they married a daughter-in-law to the child, and left this world with reluctance and nostalgia. ”

Xiaoru's voice turned lower, "That boy is still the same, guarding the property left by his parents, living a leisurely life, eating dumplings and only eating the middle part, but God can't never lose his temper and take care of him forever, when the boy's wife gave birth to his fourth child, his family's land began to become barren, and the food produced was getting less and less year by year, and not long after, he caught up with the famine, and for a whole year, there was no harvest, and the boy's life became difficult, Not only did he not be able to eat dumplings, he couldn't even eat enough to eat, four children who were waiting to be fed, a delicate wife, the burden of life suddenly weighed on the boy's body, he had no choice but to go up the mountain to pick some wild vegetables, try his best to get food, just so that he and his family could fill their stomachs. ”

"However, it was too late to work hard, and the boy tried his best, but he still could not support his wife and children, so that his relatives could be fed, and when he was annoyed and painful, his gentle and virtuous wife took him by the hand, walked to his humble yard, picked up a hoe, removed a piece of the low courtyard wall, and then went into the kitchen......"

The boy looked at his wife in amazement, and turned the dry courtyard wall into a pot of noodle soup, and he was overjoyed, and the family sat around the dining table, and ate the most delicious meal in many days, and the boy touched his stomach and laughed - this is really the best thing I have ever eaten in my life, lady, you are so powerful, how did this thing come about?"

After listening to the boy's question, his wife smiled and pointed to the tablet enshrined on the table: 'Xianggong, this wall is what Daddy and Mother have built little by little by drying the corners of your leftover dumplings...... Before my mother died, she once told me...... It is said that this wall is very likely to save our family in the future......"

"The father-in-law, who has changed from a boy to a man, was stunned for a long time and cried loudly, since then, he has never wasted any food, and their family has also relied on the 'wall' left by his parents to survive the most difficult period and live well."