Chapter 647: Using Nuobao to Set a Trap
As soon as she entered through the hanging flower gate, Mrs. Wu smiled and saw Mrs. Feng sewing a handkerchief.
Mrs. Feng heard footsteps and raised her head and said hurriedly, "When did you come? Why is there no movement? We haven't seen each other for a while. Let's go into the inner room and talk."
Mrs. Wu took her hand and looked around, "Where is our princess? I heard that she came back from Bocheng. I have to go see her."
By the way, she wanted to ask Nuobao something.
It was her youngest son Siming, who seemed to have something strange.
Feng smiled and led her inside, "The little girl has come back, and she brought you some specialties from there. Let's go, keep quiet and take a peek at what the little guy is doing."
The two women bent over and walked to the window of the main house.
Li Qiqiao saw them later and thought they were being childish, and couldn't help but smile.
The four square windows of Xiao Nuobao's room were half-open.
Through the slits in the window, Feng and Mrs. Wu saw that the little guy was writing furiously, with his chubby little face pressed against the roll of paper, and the slight beads of sweat stuck to the paper, making him look like a steaming bun.
Seeing the little fat girl's depressed face and the thick stack of rolls of paper in her hand, Mrs. Wu couldn't help but be surprised and mouthed to Feng.
"What's going on? Is our princess going to be a great scholar tomorrow? Why does she have so many homework assignments?"
Mrs. Wu felt sorry for the child.
After all, even Wu Que, the chief academician of the Imperial Academy, rarely gave so many homework assignments to children in their teens.
Moreover, the princess is only five years old, and she is not going to take the imperial examination tomorrow.
Mrs. Feng was originally happy that her daughter had finally put her mind to work and study hard.
But now, she realized that the rolls of paper she had collected these days were really piled up like a mountain.
Mrs. Feng felt sorry for her daughter, fearing that she would be exhausted.
So she opened the window and gave her daughter some advice, "Silly girl, how can you finish writing so much? Wait for your fourth and fifth brothers to come back and let them do it for you. Then you can just copy it again, right?"
Mrs. Wu nodded.
Little Nuobao raised his head and blinked in confusion...
Wait, who was it that didn't allow Chun Ge'er to help her with her homework a few days ago?
At this time, Feng Hu heard the noise and came out of the house and cried out in surprise, "Mom, didn't you say that we can't spoil children too much and that they must study hard on their own? Why are you changing your attitude now and letting Feng Jing and others write homework for my sister?"
Feng was immediately exposed and retorted bluntly, "Who said this is ghostwriting? Didn't our Nuobao copy it himself in the end? He still learned something, that's all!"
Children should not be spoiled too much.
But that's not possible, watching her baby suffer.
Seeing Feng's righteous face, the second child and his wife gathered together and whispered.
"Look, my dear wife, when mother feels sorry for her sister, she will ignore all the principles."
"Okay, keep your voice down, or else mother will make you a meal of fried meat with shoe soles, and you won't even have lunch."
Xiao Nuobao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she felt relieved, pushed the toilet paper aside and jumped on the ground, then turned around and twisted her butt all over the room!
"Haha, I won't write anymore, mother is still the best, long live understanding!" She opened her arms and shouted.
This is mother's love.
Love that can break principles!
In this way, she can be completely free this afternoon. She wants to go shopping in the department store, go to the theater, and go to the manor to see the workshop.
Seeing her so arrogant, Feng couldn't help laughing, and her eyes were almost laughing.
"All right, go wash the ink off your face, you look like a little cat."
"Mrs. Wu is here too, come out to see us after you wash," Feng said with a smile.
When he heard that Mrs. Wu was here, Xiao Nuobao ran out happily with two streaks of ink on his face.
"Great, Mrs. Wu, come with me, look what I brought back from Bohai City, there are conches that can call, and fish skin that is so spicy that it makes your mouth numb and has sesame seeds!"
The little fat girl pulled Mrs. Wu and went to the side room where she usually kept things, like offering a treasure.
At this time, Li Qiqiao also went to the kitchen.
She saw that there was one more person today, but she had no idea about lunch, so why not start a few hot pots and have everyone eat the meat slices together, which would be convenient and lively.
Soon, under Li Qiqiao's command, Feng Hu went to the street and came back carrying half a sheep.
Although Zheng Ma and Sun Chunxue had rough hands, they were still good at chopping pickled cabbage and cutting old tofu.
After a while, several hot pots filled with boiling soup were brought to the table.
Feng Jing and Feng Miao went to the tailor shop to get new clothes for their sister, and now they were back.
They ran to the table and grabbed the fat mutton, pickled cabbage, tofu, hazel mushrooms, and the shrimp meatballs made last night, and put them into the pot. Each of them guarded a table and competed to see who could cook faster.
When Xiao Nuobao smelled the fragrance, he hurriedly pulled Mrs. Wu to the table and sat down, smacking his mouth and waiting to eat.
Li Qiqiao was very careful. There was a big copper pot on each of the two tables, with different soup bases.
One table was prepared for people who loved spicy food.
The other table had a thick white soup base. People like Fengnian and Fenghu who couldn't eat spicy food could just boil the thin lamb slices as thin as cicada wings for a few times and then coat them with sesame sauce, and they would be able to eat them with relish.
At the dinner table, most of the women were at the spicy table.
After talking about some family matters, Mrs. Wu thought of her son and couldn't help but say to everyone, "Do you think this is weird?"
Little Nuobao swallowed a chopstick of shabu-shabu lamb, and was flapping his tongue because it was boiling, and he looked up at her.
Mrs. Wu was afraid that everyone would think she was talking nonsense, so she put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm telling you, don't laugh at me."
"You tell me." Mrs. Feng was also curious,
so Mrs. Wu said, "I've found that recently, no matter who provokes me, it seems that they will get into trouble."
"Some time ago, the prince next door to my house had an argument with me over the expansion of the backyard. As a result, he had a serious fall that night. He was fine, but he fell into the toilet. Now people in the alley are avoiding him."
"And two days ago, there was an old woman in my yard who stole my expensive jewelry. After I found out, she dared to talk back. As a result, before I could kick her out, she suddenly fell ill and her body was covered with rashes."
"And last night, my old Wu had an argument with me, and when he got on the bed, he stepped on empty air and his lip was bleeding..."
After saying this, Mrs. Wu blinked mysteriously.
"I feel that these things seem to be related to my little Siming. When those people annoyed me, he heard them all...Princess, Madam Jiang, do you think my little son is the lucky star given by God to protect me?" Although Madam Wu knew it was strange, she couldn't suppress her excitement and said what was in her heart.
Anyway, the Jiang family is not an outsider.
Even if she said a few ridiculous words, it would not spread out of this big yard.
Little Nuobao understood it instantly, and his little mouth made a sound, and he was almost stung by a chili peel. Do
you need to ask this? It
must be the work of Siming.
Haha, it seems that Siming has also adapted to the local customs and knows how to protect his mother!
After all, maternal love is the greatest love in the world. Look, even the gods can't give it up.
Xiao Nuobao mischievously suppressed his laughter, then deliberately turned his head away, pretending that he didn't understand at all.
"Wow, is there such a thing? If so, then Siming is too amazing!"
It seems that I am not in vain as a little aunt. If I encounter any problems in the future, at least I have a little nephew to protect me! "The little fat girl said this while winking at her mother.
The tacit understanding between Mrs. Feng and her daughter has never been hidden!
She suddenly understood and couldn't help but pinch her thigh.
Seeing how happy this fat girl was, it seemed that Mrs. Wu's youngest son must be a person with supernatural powers like her!
Mrs. Feng quickly pressed her chest and chanted several sentences of "Buddha bless you". This world is too crazy. How come all kinds of amazing things happen to her? At
the dinner table, everyone in the Jiang family, except Sun Chunxue, seemed to have noticed something.
But they dared not say anything, and just cooperated with their sister to continue pretending.
However, pretending was just pretending, Xiao Nuobao still approached Madam Wu and reminded her seriously, "No matter if it is my nephew's blessing or not, we can't tell this to anyone else, otherwise if others find out, they may take little Siming as a monster and take him away, which would be bad~"
Madam Wu nodded quickly and said carefully, "Don't worry, Princess, I know this, so I will only tell your family, and I promise not to mention a word to those outsiders. "
But of course, even if she said it, I'm afraid no one would believe it.
After finishing the hot pot, Li Qiqiao brought the sour plum soup that had just cooled down to relieve everyone's greasiness.
The sour plum soup was cooked perfectly.
There were also osmanthus and honey sprinkled in it! It
was different from the ordinary kind when it entered the mouth. It was not only sour and sweet, but also had a charming floral fragrance. One bowl for each person would definitely not be enough.
At this time, Mrs. Wu quickly told Jiang's mother and others about the temple fair in the south of the city.
There were many fun things to do at the temple fair. When Xiao Nuobao heard about it, he naturally raised his fat hands and feet and agreed happily.
So, Feng decided to take her daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law to the Baoen Temple in the south of the city to meet Mrs. Wu three days later.
The next day, when Xiao Nuobao went to class, he rushed into the primary school and asked for leave for the temple fair, fearing that he would be late to go out and play.
I thought Li Hutu would use the excuse of missing too many classes to nag at him.
Xiao Nuobao even held his school bag, ready to make a painful sacrifice and "sacrifice" two bags of spicy fish skin in exchange for appeasing Master Li.
But unexpectedly, Li Hutu agreed very happily this time.
"Temple fair?"
"Oh, Princess, you mean the one in Baoen Temple, right? Okay, if you want to go, go ahead, and I can take a day off that day. "Li Hutu raised his lips, even a little happy.
The little fat girl couldn't help but tilt her head.
I don't know what he was thinking.
In the next half-day poetry class, Li Hutu was very excited.
When he returned home after the holiday, he immediately went to Ziwuyuan, with wrinkles on his face.
"Ping'er, there will be a temple meeting in the south of the city in three days. If the princess hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten it."
After entering the house, Li Hutu's eyes lit up for a rare time, and he looked at Li Qingping lovingly, "It happens that the princess is going that day, so your father doesn't have to go to teach. I heard that Baoen Temple is the most effective place to pray for marriage. How about we go there that day and ask for a marriage talisman for you? "
Although, the rumors about Li Qingping in Beijing have died down long ago.
It's just that they spread too widely before and inevitably affected her reputation. Li Hutu was worried about his daughter, so he wanted to go for good luck.
Li Qingping was hesitating, "Father, my daughter has been feeling unwell recently and doesn't want to go out..."
But at this time, Aunt Wang, who was tidying up in the warm room, ran out and gave Li Qingping a look.
"Are you looking for a marriage? It's a good thing. Go, go, I'll go with Ping'er too! "Aunt Wang nodded vigorously, as if she wished she could break her neck.
As she spoke, she hid her hand in her sleeve again, in which was a gold hairpin that had just been taken from Li Qingping's dressing table.
Seeing her so excited, Li Qingping also thought of something and changed her mind.
"Okay, father, then when the time comes, we will all go with Aunt." She hesitated.
Li Hutu's face was full of joy, and he didn't notice that the two of them were tired of being together. He gave them a few more instructions to take care of themselves, and then left the courtyard.
After he walked away, Aunt Wang was overjoyed, "Ping'er, didn't you hear what your father said just now? The princess of the Jiang family is going too, so our plan can finally be implemented. "
Yes, there will be many people at the temple fair, and if something happens to a child, it will not easily arouse suspicion of us. It will be the best time for us to take action." Aunt Wang clapped her hands and laughed.
Li Qingping narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath.
After Aunt Wang left, she lowered her head and murmured softly, "I'm sorry, Princess. For my future, I can only let you suffer this time."
"But don't worry, as long as I can marry into the Jiang family, I will definitely treat you like my own sister in the future, and your hardship will not be in vain."
As she spoke, Li Qingping touched her lower abdomen, with unspeakable expectation in her eyes...
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