"Hahaha! Xiaoxiao is right. Grandfather has Xiaoxiao. He will definitely be able to find him."
Being trusted by his grandfather, Naituanzi was so happy that he laughed along with his grandfather.
“Hahaha! Xiaoxiao! Awesome!”
"Hahaha! Right, right, Xiaoxiao is amazing, the best. You are already the national teacher at such a young age. There is no one more amazing than you. You are the pride of grandfather."
“Chuckles! Chuckles…”
Naituanzi was so happy that he spat out the meat in his mouth. The old lady came in and saw it, and glared at the old duke.
"What are you so happy about? Xiaoxiao is eating something, she might choke if she laughs like that."
The old Duke didn't dare to speak, and quickly shut up, not daring to laugh, for fear that the old lady would be unhappy. His wife had suffered a lot with him, not to mention fighting in the battlefield, and she also gave birth to three sons and two daughters for him.
Except for the eldest daughter who was raised crooked, the other four were all pretty good. It was God's favor for him to marry her in this life. There were only a few women who were both good at literature and martial arts in Dongsheng, and he was lucky enough to marry one.
The wife basically has the final say on household matters, and he just needs to listen.
Seeing that his grandfather didn’t smile, Milk Ball didn’t smile either. He ate a few bites of meat and then shook his head and refused.
[This meat is not tasty, it's a bit tough and hard on the teeth. The meat my mother cooks is still the best. I'll go back and eat her cooking. It won't be hard on the teeth.]
The old Duke didn't mind his granddaughter having eaten it before, so he took a bite with chopsticks and felt that it was a bit dry. After all, it was wild boar meat, not as tender as the old snake meat.
He remembered that the snake soup was soft and smooth in his mouth. He didn't need to chew it hard at all. He just took a sip and the soft meat went down his throat.
The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren lived in the farm for about ten days, and Chu Zhinan came personally to take them home.
Yang kept complaining about her at home every day, and he also missed his daughter, so he found an excuse to pick her up.
After arriving home, not long after sitting down, the doorman came to report: "The people from Prime Minister Qian's residence are here again. Please ask the Imperial Master to go to his house to take a look."
The little girl suddenly opened her eyes wide, counted on her fingers, and laughed out loud.
“Cluck, cluck, cluck!”
【Retribution is coming! 】
Everyone in the Chu family: "......"
What retribution? Tell me quickly, my heart is itchy and uncomfortable.
Old Duke: "......"
Prime Minister Qian! Oh! I remember, Xiaoxiao once said that Prime Minister Qian's father died when he was five years old, and his widowed mother gave birth to two younger brothers for him. She brought them back to the Qian family, recognized them as adopted sons, and raised them in the Qian family.
Chu Zhinan seemed to have thought of this as well, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
The old lady was afraid that Prime Minister Qian's family would have to wait too long, so she asked the doorman to bring them in first to answer the call.
The one who came was a fat woman with a face full of fat. Her eyes were looking around and she didn't look like someone who was easy to get along with.
[This person is the dowry nanny of Prime Minister Qian's mother. Mrs. Qian's lover is her brother, an old student who didn't even pass the examination to become a scholar.]
Everyone in the Chu family looked at the nanny, feeling that the old lady of the Qian family was really capable, as she had gotten involved with the brother of the maid who came with the dowry.
The fat nanny came in and bowed to everyone. She had a reputation in the Qian Mansion, but that was the Qian Mansion. When she came to the Prince Qin's Mansion, she naturally did not dare to think highly of herself.
"I am Nanny Feng, who works for the old lady in Prime Minister Qian's residence. Our third master had a baby boy eight days ago. I don't know why, but the baby keeps crying as soon as he wakes up.
No matter how I tried to comfort him, it was useless. The child cried even when he was feeding, and it was so painful.
Our old lady couldn't stop the baby from crying even after holding him and comforting him. We even invited monks and Taoist priests to chant sutras, but the crying still didn't stop. The whole family in the mansion was worried.
Later, our uncle suggested that the old lady invite the national master to come over to take a look. It is said that the national master is very capable at a young age. This old slave has come three times and finally waited for the national master. "
The old lady looked at her granddaughter and was a little embarrassed: "The child just came back from the farm, can we wait for her to recover before going to your house?"
Yang also felt sorry for her daughter: "It's afternoon now, it won't be too late to rest for an hour before going."
There was a hint of displeasure in Madam Feng's eyes, but she said, "That's fine. I'll go back and tell you the news first, so that our old lady can be happy."
"Okay, you go back first, and we'll go to the house ourselves later." Yang sent someone to send her out.
When they arrived at the door, got on the carriage and lowered the curtain, Nanny Feng's face looked very ugly and she made a "pah" sound towards the floor of the carriage.
She cursed, "What a jerk! A two-year-old kid is named the Imperial Master. Only the one in the palace is blind. I don't think the kid has any ability. I wonder if he is afraid to go to the mansion and is deliberately delaying time."
We took a carriage to come back from the village, and we didn't walk. How tired and exhausted could it be? We still need to rest for an hour. We won't die if we rest less.
Humph! I'll tell the old lady when I get back and ask her to give this imperial teacher a good beating for his lack of respect for his elders and his lack of sympathy for the weak.
The child was crying so hard that he was out of breath, but she insisted on taking a rest. It was absurd. She wouldn't die if she took a short rest. Why can't she be as anxious as we are? "
The driver listened to Madam Feng's mumbling and laughed secretly, thinking that Madam Feng was really interesting. The Imperial Master was also a human being, still a little kid, who had just returned from outside the city, so he naturally needed to rest.
The carriage is so shaky that sitting so far away is unbearable for both adults and children.
What does your child's constant crying have to do with other people's children? Maybe you did something bad and got punished, otherwise why would you give birth to a crybaby?
As the old saying goes, a child who cries at night does not want to be reborn.
Families like the Qian family don't like to come, which shows that the third master has done a lot of immoral things.
Although the second and third masters are the adopted sons of the Qian family, the old lady in the mansion loves them and gives them everything they want. They do not do any work all day long, just eat, drink and have fun.
The famous old dandies in the capital are these people.
Miss Hongling from Baihua Tower received a lot of their money.
A few days ago, I heard that the third master wanted to buy Miss Hongling's right to fart, which made the servants in the mansion laugh. I have never seen such a foolish person. Why buy someone else's right to fart when there are so many other rights to buy?
I thought it was a joke and Miss Hongling would never sell it to him. But the third master actually bought it and smelled the fart smell all night.
He came back home and was very proud of himself, saying that Miss Hongling's farts were fragrant, but he didn't know whether it was true or not.
They got together and laughed secretly for several days.
Someone asked the driver who was following the Third Master, "When you picked up the Third Master that day, did you smell that he smelled good or bad?"
The driver glared at the person who asked the question: "What do you think? If I let you smell someone's fart all night, do you think it smells good or bad? I don't know what the third master was thinking, he actually wanted to smell someone's fart.
This hobby is really unique, the only one in the whole capital. I heard that Miss Hongling ate a lot of sweet potatoes just to fart for the third master to smell. "
Everyone burst out laughing at that time, it was so funny.
The third master is so wicked, it’s nothing to have a son who keeps crying after giving birth to him, it’s much better than having no anus.
I don’t know what Nanny Feng is angry about. He is the Third Master’s son, not your son. Why are you worrying about him?
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