"Grandpa, how do you pronounce this word? Where are you going to hang it? ”

Yuan Yuanbao clicked on the ink that had not yet dried, and Bai Shengsheng's round fingers turned black in an instant.

"This is a traditional Chinese swastika character, this waving spring to do everything - such as - meaning, does Yuan Yuan know what this means?"

Mu Baichuan took a tissue to help Xiao Jinsun wipe the ink off his hands and asked.

The smart Yuan Yuan baby nodded, his big eyes blinked hard, "Uh-huh, Yuan Yuan knows, these words are good words, if you want to say good intentions during the New Year, everything is good enough to be as good as you want, is that true Grandpa?" ”

Mu Baichuan stroked the little beard he had left, and his eyes became a line with a smile, his golden grandson is smart.

"Yuan Yuan is very smart and right."

The little guy rolled his big eyes a few times, and hugged his small fist at Mu Baichuan, "That Yuan Yuan wishes Grandpa Tai good health and all the best." ”

"Okay, well, oh, my little golden grandson." Mu Baichuan couldn't wait to take the little meat mound into his arms and kiss it, but he couldn't hold the weight of the little meat mound in his old man.

"Grandpa, can you teach me how to write?"

"Good good ......"

Mu Yuhao had already gone to the restaurant to have breakfast, and he came over with fritters in his mouth, and he heard that Yuan Yuan Baby coaxed his grandfather to see his teeth and eyes, and he was ashamed of himself, his pistachio status has plummeted since Yuan Yuan Baby's birth.

Wushuang and Mu Jinchen glanced at each other, and saw a look of relief in each other's eyes, no wonder the whole family loves this baby son, who is naughty and greedy on weekdays, but looking at his attentive appearance of serious writing, he still has an eye when he picks up a brush, he is just a four-year-old milk doll who is almost there.

"Yo, grandpa take a look." Mu Baichuan picked up the brush words imitated by Yuan Yuan Baobao and nodded incessantly, "It's much more powerful than your little uncle when he was a child, but it's a true legend of grandpa." ”

Yuan Yuan Baby smiled modestly, and his eyes lit up, "Then shouldn't Grandpa reward Yuan Yuan with an ice cream?" ”

Mu Baichuan glanced at the little couple not far away, and shook his head, "It's not okay today, can you eat tomorrow?" ”

Yuan Yuan Bao flattened his mouth, and he guessed that it was like this, "Okay, grandpa will continue to teach Yuan Yuan to write, I will paste it in my room, and I will give my brother a gift." ”

Mu Baichuan touched his good grandson's little head, what a good boy, if adults don't agree, he generally won't play tricks willfully.

"Come on, come on, let's write a ...... that will grow up soon"

Mu Jinchen took Wushuang to the garden for a walk, the bare kapok trees were still so burly, but they could not bloom until March or April.

Wushuang learns from Mu Zhilan, and every year he records Yuan Yuan's height next to Mu Jinchen's height scale.

"Yuan Yuan is not as tall as when you were a child, this is the fourth time during the Lantern Festival, Mr. Mu, do you think Yuan Yuan will not grow tall?"

Mu Jinchen couldn't help but be a little funny, with his and Wushuang's genes, how could Yuan Yuan not grow tall?

"No, you see, he is as tall as Yu Hao, Yu Hao was also round when he was a child, and now he is not as tall as me."

Little women love to worry about it.

Wushuang nodded, "Yes, I knew I wouldn't name him Yuan Yuan, you see that he is round now." ”

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