Feng'er's little bun face turned a little red. I don't know whether it was because of being reminded by Luo Baobao's words, or because of what he said in defense to Yang Ruoqing before. In short, at this moment, he was holding up a red little face. Bun face, so cute.
It makes people want to reach out and pinch it twice, haha!
"Feng'er, what your aunt means is that you are still a little boy, so you can't drink. When you grow up and become a man like my uncle, you can drink. That's what your aunt means. "
Luo Fengtang raised his hand and gently stroked Feng'er's head, and explained patiently.
Everyone else at the table suddenly realized that Feng'er was unhappy because Yang Ruoqing did not include him in the ranks of men when counting people!
Yang Ruoqing quickly added and explained: "Yes, yes, your uncle is right, we Feng'er are a little man. Who dares to classify us Feng'er into the ranks of girls? My aunt will be the first to get angry with him!"
"Okay, Feng'er, don't be upset. Come on, Auntie will give you a big chicken drumstick. The chicken drumsticks made by your fifth grandma are delicious. You should try them quickly."
Feng'er saw the big chicken drumsticks in the bowl and licked her lips: "Thank you, Grandma Fifth, and thank you, Auntie."
Then he buried his little head and started eating with big mouthfuls.
Bao Suyun smiled lovingly and said: "Children from the No. 1 Scholar's family are different. At such a young age, they talk and act in the same way. His aunt obviously gave him the food, but he was the first to thank me, tsk tsk..."
A chicken has two legs. Bao Suyun picked out the second chicken leg and put it in Baby Luo's bowl.
Naturally, in exchange for Luo Baobao's sweet thanks.
Bao Suyun beamed with joy, and suddenly realized that she seemed to be really old. Seeing these children, especially Feng'er, Bao Suyun was very envious that Mrs. Sun could take care of her grandson at home.
Dabao is sixteen this year. In two years, we will become relatives, and then we will have a grandson to hug...
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The old house of Lao Yang's family.
Liao Meiying made hot noodles for Lao Yangtou and Lao Tan and brought them over, with a poached egg on each bowl.
When Lao Yangtou and Tan finished eating, they wiped their mouths and pushed back the empty bowls.
"Grandpa, please rest early. My granddaughter-in-law will go back to the kitchen to clean up the dishes." Liao Meiying looked respectful and turned to leave with the tray and empty bowl, but was stopped by Old Yangtou.
"Daughter-in-law Yongxian, how is Yongxian studying these days?" the old man asked with concern.
It has been about a month since the eldest son moved to that "crouching tiger's den". It was just over ten days after the move and the grandson's daughter-in-law, who had been here for nearly a year, suddenly became pregnant.
The old man saw hope in it, so he asked about Yang Yongxian.
Hearing Old Yangtou's question, Liao Meiying stood on the spot, thought about it carefully, then smiled a little embarrassedly and said: "Master, I have never studied, and I don't know a few Chinese characters. Yongxian studied. I can't say for sure how he read it, I have to ask him himself, he must have someone to compare with."
Old Yangtou frowned and said, "When he was studying and writing, you were there to wait on him. Was he ever irritable or unhappy? You should know this, right?"
After Lao Yangtou's guidance, Liao Meiying thought about it carefully and said: "When I was studying with him in the past, he would write articles several times. Halfway through, he would crumble them and throw them into the wastebasket."
"I asked him why he wanted to get rid of it? What a pity. He said that unsatisfactory articles are trash, and he would be upset when he saw them."
"These days, I rarely see him like this. When writing articles, he often spreads out the paper, touches the pen and ink, and writes it in one go. Sometimes after finishing writing, a person has to lift the article and walk away. Look back at it carefully in front of the window, as if you are appreciating it."
After hearing Liao Meiying's description, Lao Yangtou's brows suddenly widened.
"That's it!" said the old man.
"You go back and continue to serve Yongxian well, and ask him not to be distracted, and go all out to study and learn, and prepare for this autumn." The old man warned.
Liao Meiying nodded slightly.
Old Yang glanced at Liao Meiying's belly again: "You also need to be more careful. You are carrying our Yongxian baby in your belly, the eldest grandson of our Old Yang family."
"If grandma doesn't treat you as an outsider, our Yongxian family will definitely prosper in the future. Your wife is as valuable as her husband, and so will the child in your belly."
"So you must strive to give birth to a son for our Yongxian. Although Li Xiuxin has given birth to a son, she is a concubine after all, and her name is not justified."
"It doesn't matter in a villager's house, but when you go to an official's house outside, the difference is huge. So, you must live up to your expectations and don't let me and you down!"
What Lao Yangtou said sounded like a compliment, but it was like a weight of tens of thousands of kilograms falling on Liao Meiying's shoulders, making her breathless.
"Master, grandma, I, I will do my best. It is fate to have a boy or a girl. I also want to have a son, really..." Liao Meiying lowered her head and murmured.
Old Yangtou's face became serious: "What do you mean by trying your best? You must have a son. Our Yongxian will definitely do great things in the future, the kind that soars into the sky. If he doesn't have a legitimate son, he will be raped outside. What a joke, you are his first wife, who was married into our old Yang family through three matchmakers and six marriages. If you can’t give birth to a son, you’re not a winner!”
Liao Meiying could only smile bitterly and nodded lightly.
Mrs. Tan sat on the bed and picked her teeth. After picking her teeth, she drank tea.
After drinking the tea, Ah coughed and said, "During the recent period, has Yongxian been resting in your room or in Li Xiuxin's room?"
Liao Meiying hurriedly turned around and faced Tan's direction.
"Replying to grandma, Yongxian mostly sleeps in my house. I sleep in the shop and Yongxian sleeps in the bed." She said.
Mrs. Tan nodded: "Well, that's good. If he goes to Li Xiuxin's house, you have to keep an eye on him and don't let Li Xiuxin be coaxed into forgetting to study. Then Li is a restless person, otherwise I won't let my son into the house, Xiu'er is not even one year old yet, and she's pregnant again, and it won't stop..."
Liao Meiying had no choice but to nod again, complaining in her heart.
Being the granddaughter-in-law of the old Yang family is really a hard job.
Yongxian was just a poor scholar, but her grandpa had set so many rules, and she, the granddaughter-in-law, was required to implement them.
The old couple knew how to sit in the east room and give orders, letting her do things that offended others.
If Yongxian really gets some fame in the future, I'm afraid there will be more rules than the emperor's!
Thinking of this, Liao Meiying felt that there was no end. However, this path was her own choice. She wanted to be able to marry a good family and a promising man, so that the man who was engaged and then escaped from marriage could see. It's not that no one wants her, Liao Meiying, it's that he doesn't deserve it.
. Nine Heavens God Emperor
