Chapter 485: Provoking the Imperial Master's Anger
That night, Xiao Nuobao also slept very restlessly.
All night long, her fat ingot-like feet kicked over the quilt five or six times as if she was stepping on a hot wheel.
In her dream, it seemed as if there was a mysterious hand -
trying to steal a treasure from under her nose...
Xiao Nuobao was so anxious that she was sweating and her feet were almost rubbed with sparks, but she didn't catch up with the thief and see clearly what was stolen.
It was Feng who was woken up, yawned, and covered her with the quilt again.
"This child, how can she kick her feet in her sleep?" Feng smiled softly, held the girl's feet, and patted her back soothingly.
By the time Xiao Nuobao opened her eyes again, it was already daybreak.
She groaned and crawled out of the quilt, her little head was very dizzy, she lay on the edge of the couch and exhaled a foul breath.
"Hu——"
"I don't know what that dream means, I'm so tired~" The little girl tapped her feet, feeling a little helpless.
But soon, the unhappiness was washed away by the fragrance, it was Aunt Zheng who brought breakfast!
The little fat girl pinched her flat belly, quickly put on her clothes, wet her face with water, and ran to sit at the small table.
Although there is a cook in the family.
But Li Qiqiao still cooks often.
After all, the appetites of the whole family have been spoiled by her. Without her cooking skills, the whole family will be hungry and thin.
On the pearwood table, there was a bowl of fresh meat corn wontons. The soup base was made from an old hen. Just by dipping your chopsticks in the soup, you could taste the deliciousness.
Next to it was a plate of pickled cucumbers, a plate of fried spring rolls, and a bowl of sesame sauce stewed with sauce.
Little Nuobao swallowed his saliva, holding the chopsticks in one hand and the spoon in the other, and stuffed the food into his mouth with both hands!
Madam Zheng was so happy that her wrinkles were all over her face.
Somehow, whenever she saw the young master eating the fragrant food, she was like an addict and couldn't stop watching.
When her belly was about to bulge, Little Nuobao stretched her neck and looked outside the house.
"Why is it so quiet, Madam Zheng, aren't my mother and my second sister-in-law at home?"
Madam Zheng responded, "Mrs. Xiao sent someone this morning to say that the embroidery studio in the east of the city has come up with something new, a painting of a hundred children celebrating a birthday. She asked your mother and your second sister-in-law to help with the appraisal, and said that if they like it, she will order one for Madam Xiao."
When little Nuobao heard this, he felt like a deflated ball, and immediately felt that the rice in the bowl was not delicious.
"Wow, why didn't my mother and the others take Nuobao with them when they went out to play? Nuobao has become a left-behind child~" The little guy bit the tip of his chopsticks, looking "miserable".
Aunt Zheng was amused and wanted to laugh, so she had to say, "My little ancestor, you were still snoring in your quilt at that time. Your mother spanked you three times, but you didn't even move your eyelids. How could I take you there?"
The little fat girl pouted and was convinced by this reason.
But she was not idle either. After eating, she went to the yard to have some fun, and then went to tease the other two "left-behind children".
Xiaochun was still sleeping in his quilt, lying on his back with his legs spread out, all white.
Xiaonuobao walked over with a smile, pinched his little hand, and rubbed his face curiously, feeling particularly relieved.
As for Dong Ge'er on the side, he was grinning with his "toothless" mouth, and with his open-crotch pants, he also wanted to crawl towards Xiaonuobao.
This kid was born black and strong, just like a freshly dug potato egg.
Little Nuobao stuck out his tongue, complained that the touch was not good, turned him over casually, and then jumped out.
At this time, the Feng family mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finally came back.
They also invited Mrs. Xiao to be their guest.
Little Nuobao's eyes lit up, and he jumped out and rolled into Mrs. Xiao's arms like a ball.
"Mrs. Xiao, you are here. Nuobao missed you. Let me kiss you!"
Mrs. Xiao half-squatted, both sides of her cheeks were "favored", and she smiled and hurriedly held the little fat girl in her arms.
"I miss you too. Look, I bought your favorite tangerine peel candied haws on the street." Her eyes were full of joy that could not be hidden.
However, Mrs. Xiao was weak, and the weight of the little fat boy was obviously too much for her to bear.
Little Nuobao was very perceptive, and quickly tilted his little butt to let half of his body hang in the air, so as to save Mrs. Xiao's energy .
Seeing her funny look, everyone was trying to hold back their laughter, but they deliberately didn't expose her.
In the end, it was still Mrs. Feng who took the girl and said with a smile, "This fat girl is too much pressure on my arms, let me hold her."
"By the way, Mrs. Xiao, I haven't finished talking just now." She continued with the previous words, "Yesterday, those children were really so reckless that they alarmed the officers and soldiers and came here?"
Mrs. Xiao sighed and continued.
"That's right, they scattered rice all over the street just to play chicken fighting. In the end, five or six chickens died of exhaustion, and the rice covered the entire street. At least hundreds of fights were wasted."
Mrs. Feng felt distressed when she heard this, "These playboys really need discipline! Those are the hard-earned fruits of the farmers, how can they be wasted like this!"
Little Nuobao opened her eyes wide, and when she heard that something big was happening, she asked curiously, "Mom, Madam Xiao, what are you talking about?"
Madam Xiao touched her little face, "It's not a big deal. It was just that yesterday afternoon, a few young masters from rich families were tired of the usual chicken fighting, so they came up with a new and wicked trick."
Little Nuobao listened patiently, and her face became redder the more she listened.
It turned out that in order to show off, those people had given the chickens strong drugs, glued their beaks shut, and ordered their servants to scatter rice all over the street.
The chickens ran all the way, but still couldn't get a single grain of rice. Finally, they died of exhaustion.
Xiao Nuobao wrinkled his nose and snorted, "This is too much of a waste of food. I don't know whose children they are. It's best to punish them severely."
At the moment, Daddy is worried about Shizhi.
But these rich young masters are squandering money and food at will. It's really ironic to think about it.
If one day, the enemy's musket army really comes to attack, I don't know if these spoiled children can hold on without peeing their pants.
Although Nanji was rich, no matter how big the family was, it couldn't afford a "rebellious son" to ruin the family.
Xiao Nuobao had no worries about food and clothing, but she never wanted to waste rice and vegetables. Every time she had a meal, she would try to finish the whole bowl.
Perhaps the father and daughter had a tacit understanding, Mu Yihan also got angry in the palace at this time.
"Farmers get up early and work late just to have a full meal, but they rely on the support of their families to play on the hard-earned money of farmers. How stupid!"
Mu Yihan frowned, and a slight annoyance surged under his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes.
He slammed the table with his big hand and said in a cold voice, "If a son is not taught well, it is the fault of his father. These children all have official positions in their families, so their father and brother will be punished by having their salaries reduced by half and asking them to submit a letter of repentance of a thousand words."
"In addition, all officials above the fifth rank in the court whose sons are over seven years old will be sent to the outskirts of the capital in two days to learn farming for half a month!"
"These little dandies should understand that every meal is hard-earned!" Mu Yihan shouted calmly.
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