The autumn is high and cool, the osmanthus is fragrant, Bai Yimeng is picking osmanthus flowers under the osmanthus tree with green silk and green eyebrows, and Fu Tian is playing on the side.

He saw that Bai Yimeng and the others were picking osmanthus flowers, standing on tiptoe and stretching out their hands under the osmanthus tree, while looking at Bai Yimeng and looking at the osmanthus tree, he hummed in his mouth, he also wanted to pick osmanthus, and motioned Bai Yimeng to pick him up and pick osmanthus.

"Do you want to help your mother pick osmanthus flowers?"

Fu Tian nodded.

"Alright! Then I'll hold you. ”

Bai Yimeng looked at him gently, raised his hand to touch his head, picked him up with both hands, and Qingsi pressed down an osmanthus branch so that Fu Tian could pick it.

"The little boy knows how to help his mother when he is so young, and he has been so filial since he was a child, madam, you will be blessed in the future!"

Bai Yimeng was also very happy when she heard Qingsi say this, but she still said: "The child is still so young, it is the age when everyone is curious, seeing adults doing it, I just want to do it, where is filial piety?" ”

After Futian picked it, Bai Yimeng put down Futian and asked him to put the osmanthus in his hand in the flower basket.

After the release, Fu Tian ran to another osmanthus tree, followed his nurse to learn the movements of Bai Yimeng and Qingsi, and picked him up to pick osmanthus flowers.

Bai Yimeng, who was picking osmanthus flowers, heard a sound of 'mother', thinking that there was an auditory hallucination, but he still turned his head to look in the direction of Futian, and just saw Futian holding the freshly picked osmanthus in both hands, running towards him with a smile, and shouting 'mother'.

Bai Yimeng squatted down and then ran over to his son, looked at him with a little moist eyes, and said, "Mother? Did you call me a mother? ”

Fu Tian looked at Bai Yimeng in Bai Yimeng's arms, raised his hands in front of Bai Yimeng's eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Mother, give." ”

Bai Yimeng took the osmanthus in his son's hand, hugged his son tightly, and said excitedly: "Okay, thank you son, thank you son." ”

Holding Fu Tian, he looked up after a while, looked at the green silk and green eyebrows with slightly red eyes and said with a smile: "My son spoke, he called me 'mother', he was calling me." ”

"Yes! Madame, the slave maid also heard. ”

"The little boy finally spoke."

No wonder Bai Yimeng and the others were so excited, they had been teaching Futian to speak before, but no matter how he taught, he just didn't speak, he just didn't speak, just uh-huh, and suddenly he called out to his mother, feeling that happiness came too suddenly.

Not only Bai Yimeng was excited, but everyone present was excited.

But in addition to calling her mother, she didn't speak after that, no matter how Bai Yimeng teased them and coaxed them, they didn't speak or shout.

Bai Yimeng was not in a hurry, take her time, as long as the child speaks a word, he can slowly learn to say more words later.

In the afternoon, Bai Yimeng took Fu Tian to enjoy the cool in the pavilion in the courtyard, and when Fu Yun came back, the little guy saw it for the first time, and then ran over and stretched out his hands to hug him.

As soon as Fu Yun hugged his son who was running towards him, he heard his son shouting 'Daddy', Fu Yun looked at him with some surprise: "Shout again, son." ”

"Daddy."

Fu Tian hugged Fu Yun's neck with both hands, and shouted milkily.

Fu Yun was so happy that he agreed and laughed as he lifted his son up with both hands, lifted him in the air, and walked towards Bai Yimeng in the pavilion.

Bai Yimeng was also excited when he heard his son shouting Fuyun's father, and watched with a smile, and when they approached the pavilion, he stood up on the stone table and watched the father and son walk in.

As soon as Fu Yun walked into the pavilion, he happily held his son in one hand and took Bai Yimeng's hand in the other and said, "Ah Meng, did you hear that?" My son called me daddy, and he called me. ”

"Hear me! He will not only call Daddy, but also call Mom! Bai Yimeng held Fu Yun's hand with one hand, gently touched his son's head with the other, looked at Fu Yun and said gently.

"Really? Did he call his mother? ”

"That's right! This morning we were picking osmanthus in the garden, and my son not only called me, but also helped me pick osmanthus together! Isn't that right? ”

"Come, son, call mom and dad again, huh?" Fu Yun looked at his son and said.

Fu Tian hugged Fu Yun's neck and didn't speak, he was so amused by Fu Yun that he buried his head in Fu Yun's neck, like shy, anyway, he didn't raise his head or speak, and hugged Fu Yun's neck tightly.

After the snow fell in winter, Fu Yun and Bai Yimeng took their son to build a snowman and have a snowball fight in the snow.

Bai Yimeng was wearing a sky-blue dress and a cloak of the same color, and Fu Yun and his son Fu Tian were also wearing a sky-blue robe and cloak of the same color, and the three of them were busy in the snow.

"Come on, my God, roll this snowball like this, roll this snowball bigger."

Fu Yun taught Fu Tian how to roll a snowball and how to make it bigger; Fu Tian studied seriously and did a good job.

"By the way, let's do it, look, we can use this as a snowman's base, put it here, and then add snow."

Fu Yun did the demonstration first, and Fu Tian also followed slowly, so that later, the snow was not enough, Fu Yun was responsible for carrying the snow, and Bai Yimeng and his son were riding the snowman.

Bai Yimeng watched her husband while teaching her son how to do it; Fu Tian is also very smart, as long as Bai Yimeng and Fu Yun simply say or point to the place, Fu Tian will know what to do.

It didn't take long for the family of three to build three snowmen, two large and one small, and they brought them a red hat and a cloak, and from a distance, it looked like a real person was standing there.

"Look, that's Daddy, this mother, this little one is you!" Bai Yimeng hugged his son and pointed to the snowman one by one and said.

"Like our family? Is it good-looking? ”

Fu Tian stared at the three snowmen and nodded.

Fu Yun held Bai Yimeng and his son's cold red hands in his hands and rubbed them gently, sighing and warming his hands.

"Your Highness, Madam, hurry up and take it! Warm and warm. ”

"Little boy, this is yours, come, is it hot?"

When Qingsi and Green Eyebrows saw that they had built a snowman, they immediately sent a hand warmer.

After the three of them warmed their hands, they went to the snow again, and Bai Yimeng and his son were in a group, pinching the snowball and throwing it at Fuyun, and the three of them actually played a snowball fight in the snow again.

"God, hurry up, hurry up, throw your daddy."

After Bai Yimeng was hit by a snowball by Fu Yun, he immediately ran to squatting behind his son.

Fu Tian saw that his mother was bullied by his father, so he immediately grabbed the snow on the ground and threw it at his father.

"Son, come on, my mother is here to help you."

"You throw it from over there, can your mother throw it from here?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, your daddy is here again."

"Son, you can't be partial! How can you only help your mother and not your father? ”

"It's eccentric, what's wrong! Right, son? ”

"Son, who are you going to help?"

The three of them were having fun in the snow, and Fu Tian was also laughing happily.

In the spring, Fuyun will take Bai Yimeng and his son out to enjoy the scenery and fly kites.

Every time Fu Yun rode a horse, he would hold his son and sit on horseback, let him get used to riding a horse from an early age, learn to ride a horse, and teach him archery and hunting.

Although Fu Tian couldn't hold a bow and arrow, Fu Yun made a small bow and arrow for him to let his son find a feeling.

By the time Fu Tian turned two years old, he was already able to talk to people smoothly, but he still had very few words, and he was reluctant to say it in most cases.

Every time she goes to the palace, the queen is very happy, and because she often enters the palace, Fu Tian and Fu Xi also play very well, just like brothers, the emperor and queen see that their cousins have a good relationship, and they are happy to see it.

The two brothers Fuyun and Fukong were naturally even more happy, after all, the relationship between the brothers was very good.

Fu Xi has been smart and precocious since he was a child, he can keep talking with a crackling mouth, and he can break crooked reasoning into righteousness, but at the age of five, most people who can say it have no power to refute.

Seeing people always smiling, their mouths are quite sweet, and they can coax the emperor and queen to laugh every time; Every time you make a mistake, you immediately take the initiative to admit your mistake, that is, you don't change it, and you will make it next time, but you know the big right and wrong, although you often make mistakes, but they are all insignificant small mistakes.

I don't know if it's because I grew up under the prince's knees, but sometimes someone makes a mistake and makes him unhappy, and he punishes people with a smile and a few words, or lets those people be punished and punishes people, and the words are very nice and reasonable.

These two brothers are moving, one is still and one is cold and one is warm, but they are both very cute, very beautiful, and cute.

in the Royal Palace

In the summer palace, it is still cool to walk in the shade of the big trees, look at the wide lotus pond, and caress the breeze.

A group of palace people walked behind the two villains, for fear that the people in front of them would be bumped into somewhere.

In front of him, a little boy dressed in yellow and white, about five or six years old, was walking slowly and leisurely under the shade with his hands behind his back, smiling.

Sometimes I turn my head to look at the rockery flowers on the right, sometimes I turn my head to look at the lotus pond on the left, and sometimes I look up at the birds perched on the trees or the birds flying in the air.

He was followed by a young boy of about two or three years old, dressed in turquoise.

The little boy was the opposite of him, never looking around, looking at the road under his feet seriously, and following his brother unhurriedly.