Chapter 231 Xiao Chunwen (7)

Shi Jianli's heart softened instantly, and she kissed her forehead: "Mom misses Xiaoying too."

Mingzhao squeezed his daughter's hand, which was quickly held in return.

The little guy rested his chin on his mother's shoulder and shook his hand, "Daddy~ I want it too~"

Mingzhao's eyes softened, "Yeah, Daddy misses Xiaoying too."

Patting his daughter's head, Mingzhao said to Yuan Yuhe, "Mother, Yaoyao said that grandma likes lively occasions, so she invited the opera troupe from Siyin Tower to perform at our house for two days. You can come in tomorrow."

"Okay, Li'er, you're so thoughtful. Your grandmother will definitely be happy."

After chatting with Yuan Yuhe and Qiao Ruoying for a while, Shi Jianli put her daughter's face close to hers and asked, "Baby, are you having fun playing with your brothers and sisters?"

"Yeah! Planting flowers, playing board, sleeping with my sister, and being an official~"

"What kind of official position did Xiaoying hold?"

"Master! Brother is so awesome~" The little guy just finished playing and remembered it clearly.

Ming Yanxi packed up his toys with his brothers and sisters and came over, "Daddy, Mommy."

The other children also greeted him: "Uncle, Aunt."

Mingzhao continued to serve water as usual, patted his nephews' heads one by one, then half-knelt down and pinched his son's face, "Xi'er, are you tired of taking care of your brothers and sisters today?"

"I'm not tired. They are all very well behaved." Ming Yanxi's eyes sparkled. "Daddy, I am very happy today too."

"Okay, Daddy and Mommy have invited a troupe to our house. There will be shadow puppet shows and acrobatics. Xi'er, would you like to invite your brother Xingyu and your cousin Ah Xu to come and watch with us?"

"Think, I'll write and invite them over!"

"Okay, after dinner, Daddy will write with you." Mingzhao hugged him and stood up.

Mingzhao loved and pitied his son. He loved that he had been held in the palm of his hand and carefully raised since he was born. He loved that his tender face resembled his wife. He pitied him because he was the eldest son and grandson. His every move represented the face of the Anguo Mansion. He had to set an example for his younger siblings in everything, and in the future they would also have to be like him in terms of their inner preferences and outward demeanor.

Ming Yanxi nodded happily.

Mingzhao raised his eyes and saw his wife smiling faintly. His daughter looked at them happily with her bright eyes. Tenderness filled his brows and he reached out to the little girl: "Daddy, hold me?"

The little guy is lively and active. When he is excited, he waves his hands and kicks his feet. Yaoyao's arms must be sore after holding him for a long time.

The little girl happily buried her head in her father's arms and gave him a kiss. After she finished talking to her mother, she started talking to her father again, and her chatter was mixed with words like "brother", "sister", and "play".

Mingzhao didn't quite understand what she said, but kept replying to her and walked towards Fushou Hall with everyone else.

Shi Jianli lowered her head, rubbed her son's cheek with her fingers, then gently rubbed his temples with her fingertips, and took his hand.

Ming Yanxi became more talkative, with excitement and joy in his eyes like stars. He told her how to write letters tonight and how many letters he should write.

Yuan Yuhe looked at her eldest grandson's lively appearance in front of his parents, smiled and shook her head.

After all, he is still a child. He has put aside his eldest brother's airs and loves to laugh and make noises like other grandchildren.

Meeting Ming Zhouhe and Lin Tingwan in front of the gate of Fushou Hall, Ming Xiaoqi cheered and ran over, hanging directly on Ming Zhouhe's neck, "Daddy, you and Mommy are finally back!"

Ming Zhouhe bent down to pick him up and flicked his forehead with his finger. "You've only been out for a day, but from the way you're complaining, it's as if you haven't seen us in seven or eight days. You're like a sticky candy."

Ming Xiaoqi pouted and snorted.

Ming Zhouhe put him in Lin Tingwan's arms, picked up his eldest son Ming Yanyang, poked his face, and stroked his little head, which felt quite good.

Qiao Ruoying and Yuan Yuhe laughed and said, "All the children in our family are like loving fathers who spoil their children."

"Don't spoil them. If they make mistakes, they will be punished. If they slack off in their studies, they will be scolded. One thing for another," Ming Zhouhe replied. "Cherish these good years, little bastards."

Ming Xiaoer complained, "Xiaoqi and Xiaosan quarreled three times today. I always listen to my eldest brother."

"Oh? Really? Xiaoqi." Ming Zhouhe looked at his youngest son.

Ming Xiaoqi shrank his head and said, "Third brother and I have reconciled, right, Third brother?"

Ming Xiaosan also nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Xiaoqi and I have reconciled. We both listen to Big Brother."

The second brother is a bad guy and wants to harm them. The eldest uncle and the third uncle are here, but he actually complains at this time.

Ming Zhouhe had no intention of pursuing the matter. He just wanted to tease these little guys. It was nothing to have a few quarrels. He and his second brother also quarreled when they were young. His eldest brother often held their heads and asked them to explain what they had done. After they finished, they would reflect on their mistakes and finally shake hands to let it go.

Now that I’m a father, watching these children get along with each other seems like a reincarnation.

There are still big brothers who uphold justice and set an example, and there are still little brothers who are noisy, awkward, and childish.

He put Ming Yanyang down and let him go by himself.

Ming Zhouhe pulled Ming Yanxi over and put his hand on his shoulder, "If the brothers are disobedient and worry about you, Xier will just beat them up."

Ming Yanxi nodded, "Okay, they are very well behaved."

Upon hearing this, Ming Xiaosan and Ming Xiaoqi stared at their eldest brother.

A little girl in her father's arms heard this and joined in, shouting, "I'm the best!"

Ming Zhouhe laughed: "Well, Xiaoying is the best, Xiaoying never quarrels."

The little girl who had just finished whispering to her father heard her third uncle talking to her, and she lay on her father's shoulder and started chattering to her third uncle again.

Mingzhao also pushed the chatterbox into Mingzhou's arms and said, "Listen to her mumbling to the end, otherwise she will have to force you to listen to it later."

There was a soft little thing stuffed in his arms. Ming Zhouhe rubbed her head, touched her tender face with his fingertips, and responded to her childish words.

As soon as he entered the door, Ming Zhoulu arrived with his wife and children. After greeting the elders and brothers and sisters-in-law, the group went into the yard together.

The old lady had heard the commotion outside a long time ago. She came out on crutches, supported by Nanny Li, and looked at the large group of great-grandchildren with loving eyes.

The adults bowed, and Ming Yanxi, along with his brothers and sisters, stepped forward to pay their respects. "Greetings to great-grandmother. May you live a long and prosperous life, and may you always smile with joy."

The old lady's hair was full of silver hair, but her eyes were still bright. She touched her great-grandson's head and asked her great-grandchildren to get up.

Ming Zhouhe put the youngest girl down. She walked forward with small steps, clasping her hands together and imitating her brothers and sisters in greeting: "Grandpa, Grandpa~"

"Ah, Zuzuan." The old lady pulled her over and held her in her arms, "Our little Ying'er has become beautiful again."

"Floating Brew~"

The old lady smiled and said, "This little girl just likes to be praised by others."