For a baby who has just turned one year old, the collapse of the Jia family is too far away from Lu Wei. What's more, the child's brain has not yet developed completely, and it is really rare for her to recall the difficult situation in the Jiafu after the Red Mansion, and now most of the time she can only think about 'what to eat today?' How to eat tomorrow? Hey, is this thing worth anything? ' question.

As for coming to the human world to temper the inner demon clan, it was completely left behind. Her eyes were full of 'I'm here to enjoy,

Nothing else matters! ’

It can be said that the willfulness of the demon is brought into full play.

After another half a year, Lu Wei held a small white jade cup and drank a pot of sherbet in front of the autumn flowers and fallen leaves in the garden. There is a game of black and white chess on the low side of the pavilion, how the chess game can be skipped, but the chess pieces the size of the fingernail are delicate and beautiful, made of black jade and hibiscus stone, each one is round and jade, the water head is excellent, and it is enough to take it out and make a ring face.

Lu Wei absentmindedly twisted a black jade chess piece, which made her little hands pink and cute, but when she looked closely, the chess pieces were flying between her fingers. Her eyes fell on the corridor outside the pavilion, and she saw an elegant man in indigo clothes walking slowly.

Putting the chess pieces back on the chessboard, the little girl jumped down from the hurdle in the pavilion, jumping quickly and skillfully on the rockery. The two big maidens serving outside the pavilion were not surprised, one carefully picked up the chess pieces that had slipped from the chessboard onto the cushion, and the other took advantage of the master's absence to warm the pot of sherbet on the small stove, so that the little children would not always be greedy for cold.

"Daddy, catch me!"

Jia Zheng, who was strolling leisurely, was stunned, raised his eyes blankly, and saw a pretty little figure falling from the sky. His face, which had maintained a serious expression all the time, immediately cracked, and his hands were raised even more hurriedly.

Lu Wei didn't dare to smash her useless scholar father with brute force, and jumped halfway, hooking the column in the corridor with her toes and unloading most of her strength, before aiming at the pair of high raised arms and pounced.

The wind fell into his arms for a while, and it also blew Jia Zheng's hanging heart out of place. He hugged his soft and fragrant little daughter, first breathed a sigh of relief, and then a thick fire sprung up, and he could no longer maintain the elegant nature of the literati, and hung his head and scolded: "You skin monkey is not making a scene!" Are you trying to scare you to death, or do you want to smash you to death?! ”

Lu Wei smiled, stretched out her fearless little hand, grabbed a strand of Jia Zheng's beard and began to braid it.

Jia Zheng's facial features were wrinkled in pain, but the eyebrows and eyes of the little daughter were crooked, and in the big eyes was the child's innocence and ignorance and dependence on her father, half of his anger disappeared in an instant, and because his jaw hurt too much, the other half of the fire was also forcibly extinguished, but he felt a trace of guilt for his previous scolding.

It is true that Jia Zheng has two sons and two daughters, but he loves nothing more than this one in his arms. Although he often faced his children with a majestic patriarchal style, it was a sacrificial ritual handed down in the "Book of Rites", although it was later translated as "a gentleman should alienate his son". But since ancient times, male parents have been holding their grandchildren but not their children, and they have been strict with their sons, and they have always believed that their sons are like harmful sons.

Jia Zheng is known as a gentleman, and he is a stubborn conservative among them.

But it's not that he rejects the closeness of the children, he was born with a father-son father-daughter family connection, how can he not love it! It's just that in the blink of an eye, Zhu'er and Yuanchun are older, and Baoyu is even more afraid of him like a tiger and can't become a big weapon, only the little daughter who was born with a natural talent in his arms makes people have a headache, and coaxes people to make people feel like they want it.

He lowered his eyes to look at his daughter's clear eyes, and sighed, to say that at the beginning, it was because Mingzhu was infinitely powerful, so that he could recall the glory and splendor of his ancestors every time he saw it, so that he treated her differently, but now he loves this child more sincerely. The delicate and soft little daughter is in the chest socket, fitting like a piece of meat in her heart, she can't let go, who can be willing to continue to be angry with her!

Jia Zheng resigned his arms to his fate, hugged his daughter more firmly, turned around and sat on the bench in the corridor, lowered his head, and smelled the fragrance of fruit revealed by his little daughter's mouth, he deliberately stretched his face and said, "Go drink that cold sherbet again?" ”

There are two more years left before the draft, and the Wang family is busy with Jia Yuanchun's cultivation and all parties, so he neglects to care for other children. Especially Jia Baoyu is often hugged by Jia's mother, and Jia Mingzhu has a delicate gadget that can be coaxed better than anyone else, and it is inevitable that the Wang family will occasionally be negligent.

So she didn't know that the maids sent to her little daughter's side were all subdued by the little devil of her family, and they skillfully played Infernal Affairs. Wang's questioning has always been right, right, good, good, and only when Lu Wei allows them to report it, they dare to say it.

Jia Zheng didn't care about the affairs of the back house, and he couldn't help but see the picture of his little daughter running wantonly a few times, so this matter has also become a secret shared by the father and daughter.

But today, Lu Wei came to block Jia Zheng on purpose.

She braided her scholar's father's beard before she began the topic, raised her little face and blinked her big eyes, and asked in a milky voice, "Dad, what is sherbet?" That little pot is just three or two mouthfuls! Am I not your most beloved, well-behaved, beautiful, and blessed daughter? ”

Since Jia Zheng had a little daughter, his temper has been a little better when facing brazen people, because he has long been used to it. He laughed and said, "Yes, you are, my most beloved, well-behaved, most beautiful and blessed daughter." Go ahead! What do you want? ”

"I want a little sister!"

"Okay...... Ah, what do you want? Jia Zheng looked dazed, at first he thought he had heard it wrong, didn't his daughter let Wang and him swear that there could be no more children below, she would always be the smallest, most favored and most intimate little padded jacket next to her parents? !

"Yes, it's my sister."

Jia Zheng was even more at a loss, could it be that the Wang family thought that he had been sleeping at the two aunts too many times recently, so he chewed his tongue with his good daughter? No, I can't! The Wang family is old-fashioned but not jealous, and he doesn't take the concubine seriously, how can he pour some words to the child that he doesn't care about?

Looking at his youngest daughter's innocent face, Jia Zheng suppressed all kinds of doubts and asked tentatively, "Mingzhu really wants a sister?" ”

"Not really!"

Jia Zheng choked, pinched her little nose with a smile, "Naughty!" If you don't want it, you don't want it. "Anyway, he and the old husband and wife of the Wang family have long been disgusted with each other.

"But I already have a sister, can I stuff her back into my aunt's belly?"

The daughter sighed like a little adult, and the childish words made Jia Zheng want to laugh more and more, and only when he looked at Lu Wei's serious little face did he react and stood up.

"Is what Mingzhu said true? Which aunt has your sister? ”