Chapter 247: No Good Feast (666 Additions)

The old man took the nest. I was also bored for a long time, this really didn't look like a child of Xia Mo's family, that day I thought that my child would be different, but today I looked at it, and I felt that this one was really ...... Is...... It's so different.

"Huang Eniang, this, this." Master Kong really couldn't find anything to say, so he had to look at the eldest patriarch and the old queen mother for help, the old queen mother was not comfortable, and saw that Bubu's tears were about to come out, but thinking about it, this is Xia Mo's good day, can't make a taboo, just endure it, but after watching it for a long time, he was really attracted by this kid, and even the old man couldn't find the words to praise the child, can the child not be attractive?

Signaling Qifujin to hug her, she held it in her hand, shook it gently, and made a 'smack' sound, her little face rubbed on the edge of the swaddling clothes, and her expression was very comfortable.

"This kid is so beautiful. It's as painful as our Mo'er when she was a child, and we didn't cry when we were washed, staring left and right with big eyes, and when we saw the emperor coming, we smiled like a flower. The Queen Mother gently slapped her face and chuckled.

Kangxi arrived late when Xia Mo washed three o'clock, and he came after washing, but he was really smiling when he was holding Xia Mo, and he couldn't help but smile and touch his beard, "Yes, Mo'er was so big back then, and now she has three children." ”

Emotional! Xia Mo also sighed, why do these people have such a good memory. But think about it, if there was no Empress Dowager and Kangxi, there would be no her today.

"Isn't Mo'er also the credit of the imperial wife and the imperial ama today?" Xia Mo said softly.

"Come, I'm hugging my little good grandson, this child is really well-behaved, so quiet, it must be easy to raise." Kangxi was also moved, yes, this is not just a grandson, but also a grandson, can the double feelings be the same? He took him again and tied him with his beard.

The beard went into the nose of the nest, and he sneezed twice in a row, and finally opened his eyes, and if he didn't open his eyes, he would not be a human being. Who wants him to open his eyes, it's too much. Wowo looked around dissatisfied, of course, he couldn't see anything, since he couldn't see it, he had to move his nose and face, and blame him for being too good-looking, and when he moved his nose and face, it also touched his small mouth, which looked like he was smiling.

"Laughed, laughed!" Kangxi was proud, as soon as he hugged himself, he opened his eyes and smiled, what a good job! Immediately that moved, the old man hurriedly rushed forward, the son finally opened his eyes, according to the etiquette, the first time he opened his eyes, he wanted to see his father, the old man was too much, robbed him of the first. wanted to snatch it back from the old man's hand, but he didn't dare, so he had to turn his face,

"Wowo, I'm Amma, you Amma, can you see clearly?"

Wowo is not deaf, it is really noisy, he immediately frowned, closed his eyes directly, pretended to be dead, and saw who would pay attention to me. With his current experience, as long as he closes his eyes and stops screaming twice, he can stay quietly by himself, sleep when he wants, and stay absolutely quiet if he doesn't want to sleep.

The old man was even happier, kicked away the eight, and liked the nest more, did he see it, hugged himself, and the little thing opened his eyes and smiled. As soon as the old man came, people immediately ignored him, what a smart child. Just like his Mo'er back then, it's a good one.

"The emperor's kind little brother can feel it, it's really fate." Li Dequan is the roundworm of the old man, and he does not hesitate at all.

So the sound of congratulatory congratulations was endless, and Xisan finally had a happy ending. Xia Mo was satisfied knowing that her son would open his eyes and smile, as for how the old man wanted to understand that it was his business, she didn't care at all, anyway, it didn't have much to do with their family.

After the ceremony, everyone left*, and Xiao Wowo finally returned to his cradle, comfortably continuing his dream of Zhou Gong.

And Xia Mo was really tired, and when he sent off the people and lay down to rest by himself, the eighth child went out with buns and dumplings. The brothers still have to put a few tables, so it's a good celebration. Anyway, spend the old man's money.

The old man has indeed not laughed for a long time, and there was a banquet in the imperial garden at night, although he did not call the abolished prince, but he still called out the two blessings and Hongxi, and the son and grandson sat at several tables, and the female dependents sat in the warm pavilion at the other end of the screen, and the lights were lit up in the imperial garden, which was really festive.

Look at the sons and grandchildren, one by one, sitting upright, a few little faces are red from the cold, and they are all honestly sitting in their positions and dare not move.

"Under the age of five. Go to find their respective mothers. The old man waved his hand and walked a table, the group stayed, he was not five years old, but his mother was not there, the old man saw him sitting alone on the table and smiled.

"Dango sit with you Amma." The old man originally wanted to let the group come to his side, but after thinking about it, it was better to forget it, pampering them may not be good for them, but harmful, and said softly.

The group arrived in front of the eighth. but climbed to Sisi's lap. The eighth child was angry, grabbed his ears, snatched it back into his arms, and Tuanzi looked at Sisi very sadly.

"Stupid group, the fourth brother will beat people, don't sit with the fourth brother." Old Eighteen interjected.

Sisi originally wanted to comfort the group, but when he heard the eighteenth say this, he glared at the eighteenth, when did he beat someone? I am a gentleman, not angry, but powerful.

The old man was going to laugh, but when he heard what the old eighteen said, he was also stunned, he hadn't heard of Sisi beating anyone, and he hadn't heard him fight when he was a child, and when he grew up, he was even more restrained, forbearing, how to beat people. Seeing that the eighth child was looking at the eighteenth child, he thought that he was afraid that he would have something to do with the eighteenth.

recruited the eighteenth, "Why do you say that about your fourth brother, it's not like words." ”

"My son was wrong." The old eighteen admit that the thief is fast.

"Why do you say that?" The old man was angry, thinking that he should be able to explain with the temperament of the old eighteen, but he didn't expect the old eighteen to admit his mistake directly and not give him a chance to gossip at all.

Baozi rushed over, holding the album that Lao Eighteen had just asked him to keep.

The eighth put the dumplings in Sisi's hand with a smile on his face.

Tuanzi hurriedly hugged Sisi's neck and called Sibo affectionately.

The eighteenth stopped the progress of the bun with lightning speed and took the book back into his hand.

"Bun, what's that?" The old man has seen it.

"The album painted by my Amma, Huang Ma Fa, my Ama is too eccentric, painting such a good album for Uncle Eighteen, not to mention painting one for buns and dumplings, it's too unkind." Baozi hurriedly charged Lao Ba'an.

"Old Eighteen, what did your starling brother draw for you?" The old man stretched out his hand.

"Won't Huang Ama confiscate it? Will you say that your son's plaything is demoralized? "The album that was confiscated last time has become a psychological shadow for the old eighteen, and he has only been getting this book for a day.

The old man gave him a blank look, "Bastard, let you take it, what nonsense." ”

The old eighteen hate. Turn in the book with a snort. The old man already knows how to play, and when he looks at it, he knows that this is a movie and painting, so he hurriedly asked Li Dequan to take charge of the lamp, and he turned the lamp up quickly, Li Dequan watched from the side, and also laughed.

The old man laughed happily this time, watched it back and forth three times, and laughed three times, looking at the faces of the four or four while watching, making comparisons.

"Huang Ma Fa, my Ama is good at drawing, you can ask Ama to draw one for the little bun too!" Baozi immediately took the opportunity to step forward.

Sisi's face became more and more ugly, and he looked at Tuanzi, "What did you Ama draw." ”

"The fourth uncle beats the eldest brother, but the group doesn't believe it." The dumplings are a firm four-master party, and they are guaranteed immediately.

Honghui had been sitting there honestly with his waist straight, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but jump down and look at the old man, his little face was red with anger.

"Eighth uncle, my nephew hasn't been like this!" Honghui complained.

"How can it be written that you are the one who was beaten with a bare ass? Is! "The old eight are single. Sisi didn't need to look at it to know, and wanted to beat the eighth, but Tuanzi sat on his lap, looking at himself with big eyes, and his hand was stretched, and he really couldn't get down.

"Otherwise, how can I say that the eighth son is well raised, the eldest is fun, the second is useful, and the third is well-behaved, so he really has it all." The third admires it.

The eighteenth didn't care about this, guarded the old man, and when the old man stopped looking, he hurriedly stretched out his hand, "Huang Ama!" ”

"Stingy!" The old man was really angry and funny when he saw his youngest son like this, but he hacked him, and now he defended himself like a thief. returned the book to the eighteenth, and the eighteenth finally breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him happily, and went back to his seat. The big stone in my heart can be regarded as letting go.

"How do you want to draw this? Did your fourth brother offend you? The old man turned to the eighth.

"No, my son is still living in the fourth brother's mansion, dare to offend him? The paper and ink on this painting are still from the fourth brother's mansion. ”

"You're so embarrassed." Sisi gritted his teeth.

"Eighth Uncle is too bad!" Honghui also gritted his teeth, and gave him the inkstone in vain.

So the eighth said what happened that day, and the old man understood that it took a long time for the old man to draw this purely to ridicule Sisi, tease Honghui, and comfort the poor eighteen by the way.

When the old man heard what the old man said, he laughed again, "Much ado about nothing, gambling on boys and girls is like this?" Narrow-minded. Painting is good, how can I not see you painting some large pieces with that effort, don't you like money? ”

"When I mentioned this, my son forgot to say it, eighth brother, all the officials in the city have gone to your house to pay the money today, and there is a long queue, I heard that it has not been paid by the afternoon!" The third child took the opportunity to say.

"What is the meaning of paying money, that is a fine!" The eighth snorted hatefully.

"But I heard that many of them didn't recommend you, and they also went to pay a hundred taels." The third child mainly wants to talk about this.

The old man really didn't laugh, and the heart he had just put down hung again, what does this mean, the one who recommended the eighth child paid the fine, and the one who didn't recommend the eighth child paid what? Want to take advantage of the opportunity to connect in series?

The eighth looked at the third child, alas, if this one doesn't do something a day, he won't be comfortable for a day, right? But learning is to put on a single face.

"It's my business, I haven't left the palace, I'll let the housekeeper collect it, who pays who doesn't pay, and then give me the list, third brother, you look really carefully." Who are they, why do you pay it? The eighth asked rhetorically.