Mrs. Tantai covered her lips with a handkerchief and smiled, and said in amazement: "You are making fun of other people's little girls for no reason, that is indeed wrong!" Not next time! However, Hui'er won't have such big mood swings, right? He didn't get close to girls since he was a child, and he didn't care about girls, if he made a girl unhappy, at most he apologized politely, but now, this unhappiness is on the bright side, this girl, for him is definitely different! He's reprimanding you, in my opinion, he's protecting that little girl! ”

The little guy looked at his little master curiously.

The little young master really blushed a little again.

He was even a little annoyed.

Mrs. Tantai teased her son even more energetically: "Don't buy it, you have a good joke, you have a good joke, maybe you can make fun of a marriage!" ”

At this time, Yutai Zhiyuan came over, and he said with a hesitant face: "What is good?" What kind of people are we? Can a girl from a small family be worthy of our Hui'er? ”

When Mrs. Tantai heard this, her face turned slightly cold.

She asked rhetorically, "What kind of people are we?" ”

Her questions went unanswered.

Then, both sighed.

yes, what kind of people are they?

They were relegated to commoners, and they were no longer relatives of the emperor.

They also thought that before, they had been engaged to the Guogong Mansion, but the daughter of the Duchess of Xiaoguo died not long after she was born, and this marriage was abandoned.

Mrs. Tantai knew that she was speechless, and said: "Sprinkle and sweep the house again, add some things, and by the way, let the subordinates adapt to it, and wait for a few days, everything in the house is settled, and invite the little girl to come to the house to play, let me also see, let us also see what the little girl who makes our family Hui'er nervous looks like." ”

Tantai Zhiyuan also saw it.

Anyway, I don't have any royal relatives.

If the lady wants to invite a little girl to come over, or to find a little playmate for her son, let her be.

The little young master arched his hand towards his parents, and said expressionlessly: "My son still has homework, so let's go to the study first." ”

"The older this little fellow is, the less cute he is when he was a child," said Mrs. Tantai, shaking her head, and admonishing the little servant, "if you don't buy it, put the flowers on the windowsill of his study." ”

The name of the small house is "Don't buy".

Taken from the ancient poem "The breeze and the moon don't need to be bought, where is not a comfortable nest?" ”

This is the name given to him when he was three years old.

The name is weird, and with his ghostly personality, it also complements each other.

Bu Bu nodded and quickly settled the matter.

A bunch of colorful wildflowers, deep and shallow inserted in the bottle, dotted with crystal dew, miniaturized by the beautiful earthly world.

The sunlight shined through the tall ancient camphor tree, sprinkling wisps of golden light, and as the wind blew, the mottled light and shadow sprinkled on the little young master's snow-white clothes, refracted into the crystal clear dew.

He leaned on the windowsill and looked at the flowers.

As if he was a thief, he remembered the little girl who made him feel a little strange in his heart.

Next to the table is the half-practiced calligraphy, and the brush rests idly on the pen stand, still stained with rich ink.

She's so cute.

The small face makes people want to pinch it.

Pear Vortex wants people to poke it.

But he obviously had a cleanliness habit before, and he didn't want anyone to touch him except for those close to him.

So that day, Xiao Yuanbao touched his clothes, and he took them off and asked the little guy to dispose of them.

Why do you want to touch a small ingots today?

Even, he wanted to touch the bouquet of flowers she sent, and when he saw the flowers swaying gently in the breeze, his heart suddenly became very soft.

So, the ghost sent the god to the ground, and he really touched the petals.

It's like being burned by fire.

He quickly withdrew his hand and cautiously looked to the left and right.

Fortunately, the little guy is not in the study.

He breathed a sigh of relief and quietly hid the finger behind him.

If it was in the past, he would definitely call the little servant and ask him to bring ten basins of water to clean his hands.

But today he just waited for the dew to dry naturally, so he lowered his head and continued to practice calligraphy.

The wildflowers are beautiful.

He didn't dare to look any further.

As a result, when he practiced calligraphy, he was more focused than before.

This one, the Kim family.

The little ingots waved their little hands and reluctantly said goodbye to Jin Dalang.

Today, Jin Dalang will go to the town alone to sell tea eggs.

Since business was very good yesterday, today the Jin family picked up 300 eggs, boiled 300 tea eggs, and packed them all in two large barrels and tied them to a flat pole.

Aunt Jin felt that with yesterday's experience, she could let Jin Dalang go to the town alone to sell tea eggs today, so she planned to stay at home and do some housework.

The family has a large population and a lot of housework.

As soon as Jin Dalang left, someone knocked on the door of the Jin family.

The little ingots ran to open the door, revealing a small head.

She had barely had time to put on a smiling face when she could see who was standing outside the door.

Ah, can't laugh anymore.

When she came, she must have been a weasel to give the chicken a New Year's greeting, and she didn't have a good heart.

Little Ingot pouted.