In the past, even if there was something I couldn’t let her hear, I would just inform her. Why won’t she be allowed in today?
"That's... that..."
Oh! What can she say? The young lady never had such strong curiosity before.
[Hmm? Why does Mother's voice sound so comfortable right now? She's even telling her cheap dad to keep going...]
The little guy grabbed his little tuft, looking confused.
[Mother likes being beaten by father? ]
What strange hobbies?
"Madam and the General are...are..." He closed his eyes, "Giving birth to brothers and sisters for you..."
This was the first time Yan Zhu talked about this kind of thing with a red face.
From now on, she won’t be the doorkeeper anymore!
Let Mingxia come. That girl is very straightforward and doesn't know what shyness is.
Hearing this, Rong Xuqing suddenly realized something, her face turned red, she covered Chaoxi's ears and turned away.
…
On the second day, Rong Xuqing, with two big dark circles under his eyes, carried Rong Chaoxi to the main courtyard.
It's so hard to take care of a child, she will never take care of a child again.
The little guy wet his pants three times in one night.
I was woken up four times by her crying out for hunger.
How come her little sister is such a big eater? She drank five bottles of milk in one night.
After drinking, he didn't want to sleep, but pestered her to go to the yard to pull weeds.
"Xu Qing, why do you look so tired? Did you not sleep well last night?"
Qin Nanjing came back with breakfast, looking radiant.
Rong Xuqing raised his eyelids and glanced at Qin, yawned loudly, then closed his eyes tiredly and lay down on the table.
"Mom, I will never sleep with my little sister again. She's too much of a troublemaker..."
The sound gradually became as small as a mosquito.
Rong Chaoxi sat on the table and reached out to touch his elder sister's head.
[Big sister's physical strength is too low, she needs to exercise...]
Rong Xuqing just wanted to laugh.
You can sleep whenever you want during the day, but she can't.
After she came of age, she had to start embroidering her own wedding dress. Although she was an excellent poet and calligrapher, her needlework skills were only average, so it took her a lot of effort.
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