Chapter 553 Becoming a Young Lady If
that's true, then she'll have a companion!
Xiao Nuobao was so excited that her chubby fists shook left and right. She quickly checked the little baby's soul to see who he was.
Soon, after her mental power opened up the miracle, she saw a strange image -
in the picture, a few chubby fairy birds were flying around Siming Xianjun, chirping.
This guy was sitting on the Yunxian Terrace, humming the Yaochi Fairy Song.
Who knew that suddenly a big foot stretched out from behind, kicked him off the fairy terrace, and fell into the mortal world.
And fell over the Wu Mansion!
What? Xiao Nuobao almost cried out in surprise.
It's Siming, the little baby of the Wu family is Siming!
"Hahaha, I actually became your savior, haha Siming, long time no see, what a coincidence!" The little fat girl grabbed the baby's fingers, and then held her belly, laughing.
I don't know which great god it was.
He dared to kick Siming down.
In the swaddling clothes, little Siming wrinkled his little face, babbling, but he was very angry.
Who else could it be?
Of course it was the doting Emperor Haotian.
Just because he was too talkative before, he envied Haotian for easily upgrading Fuxing's rank, and teased that he might as well go to the lower world himself.
Who knew that Emperor Haotian was really ruthless, and kicked him down to the lower world without asking any questions.
Siming covered his buttocks and when he jumped down, he deliberately picked a baby that was stillborn, thinking that he could go back as soon as possible...
But who could have thought that this little fairy would take action, not only saving his mortal body.
But also forcing him to continue to stay in the mortal world...
The more Siming thought about it, the more miserable he felt. He used all his strength to try to touch Nuobao with his little feet, but because he was too weak, he could only kick in vain and exhausted himself to gasp for breath.
[Little fairy is bad, now this fairy can't go back, it's a sin! ]
Little Nuobao laughed even harder, and his pink little palms kept clapping hard, finally having a fairy to accompany her.
At this time, Mrs. Wu was listening in a daze.
"Princess, what Siming did you just say? Who is Siming? Are you talking to my little son?"
Mrs. Feng also felt that something was wrong, knowing that the daughter seemed to be talking nonsense again...
She was afraid that the baby would reveal her true intentions, so she said, "This child can't speak clearly. From what she said, she probably wants to name your baby Siming."
"However, naming is a major event in life. You can't listen to the child. She only knows a few words. Let Lord Wu name the child later. Don't delay the child's life." Mrs. Feng waved her hand again.
Mrs. Wu was full of joy, "Siming? A gentleman is good at thinking and should be upright and honest. This is a very good meaning!
"Who said the princess doesn't know how to name? I can't think of it either, so let's call him this name! "In her eyes, the little princess is good in every way, even her farts must be fragrant.
Little Nuobao blinked his eyes mischievously, tilted his little head, and then thought of something. He ran to the bed with his baby fat and took Mrs. Wu's hand.
"I think this little brother and I get along well. How about letting me become relatives with him?" She asked with a smile.
Mrs. Wu's eyes lit up.
Of course she wanted to be recognized as a relative of the princess, but she was afraid that if she brought it up, it would seem too clinging. She didn't expect the princess to take the initiative to say it!
"That's great, thank you for your kindness, princess, but what about our face as mother and son." Mrs. Wu stood up excitedly, "But if he recognizes a brother or a relative of the same generation, it will be too much of a shame for him. You are his savior, and your generation needs to be older than him. "
Little Nuobao had thought about it long ago. He covered his little mouth and chuckled arrogantly, "Hehe, how about, let me be his aunt, and he can just call me little aunt in the future?"
A burst of crying suddenly broke out from the cradle!
It was so loud that everyone in the room was startled.
Little Siming cried with his mouth wide open, twisting his little body desperately. He didn't want to!
Isn't this taking advantage of him?
Wuwuwu, the little fairy is bullying him because he is still a child.
Who knew that the maids all shouted, "Madam, the young master is crying out loud, he finally cried out loud. "
Mrs. Wu touched her heart and became happier. "He has been like a sick kitten for two days. They say that a baby cannot survive if it does not cry. I was afraid that something bad would happen to him. I did not expect that he would finally cry when he heard that he was going to be recognized as a relative by the princess. This shows that the princess is really his noble lady!"
So, of course, this little aunt had to be recognized.
Mrs. Wu hurriedly asked the maid to hold the little Siming and kowtow three times to Xiao Nuobao, which was regarded as the recognition ceremony.
Xiao Nuobao also returned the courtesy, and circled around Siming with a smile, making him cry so hard that he hiccuped. Then she took off a gold bead bracelet and tied it to his little ankle.
After returning home, Mrs. Feng pinched the fat lady's face and was so angry that she was helpless.
"You said, girl, how can you let others call you aunt? You have such a big generation point for nothing? "
Little Nuobao rolled around in his mother's arms, like a two-faced man, and chuckled righteously.
"It would be better if the generation share is bigger, at least I won't be at a disadvantage, and everyone will be my younger generation in the future!" "
Come on, forget it, generation share is a matter for each family, do you think every family is like Madam Wu, who allows you to make trouble like this?" Feng raised her big hand and slapped the girl's little butt, making her cry out.
Soon, the carriage returned to the Jiang Mansion.
Little Nuobao had made enough noise in the car, pinched his flat belly, and was about to ask his mother what to eat in the evening.
At this time, he heard a scream.
"What, five thousand taels?"
"What do you need so much silver for? Could it be that he has learned something bad like those dandy young men?"
In the front yard, after hearing what Feng Miao said, the lion opened his mouth. Feng Nian was extremely worried, and his brows wrinkled.
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