Chapter 616 Look, I won’t beat you!
After hearing this, Wenjiu touched his nose in disappointment. It had been a long time since we last saw each other.
I have been busy with things outside these days, and actually I have less time to meet with the children than usual. For example, today, I met with the Fourth Master just a few days ago.
He just coughed lightly and said, "I usually sleep a lot and spend less time with them."
Seeing that the Fourth Master was about to ask something, Wen Jiu handed him the milk tea in his hand at the right time: "Master, try this milk tea and see how it tastes."
Seeing that the Fourth Master was drinking his milk tea obediently, Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. But then the Fourth Master raised his eyebrows and asked, "When did you buy this milk tea? It doesn't look like something from our house."
Wen Jiu was stunned and said dryly: “Uh…it’s that newly opened dessert shop, the old sweetheart’s stuff.
The Fourth Master nodded. In fact, he saw the mark on the milk tea.
"Is this the shop you and Lao Jiu just opened?" The Fourth Master took another sip and nodded, "Mm, it tastes good."
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, and in a trance, she couldn't remember when she had told the Fourth Master about this matter. Fortunately, she didn't subconsciously hide it just now, and then she said, "Well, Master thinks it tastes good. I'll bring you some more wine later."
Upon hearing this, the Fourth Master smiled and nodded, then asked, "Who brought you this milk tea? Did the Ninth and Tenth Masters come here today?"
Wen Jiu was stunned. Before he could say anything, he heard the Fourth Master sneer, "These two brats are really unruly. Seeing that the ninth brother is getting married tomorrow, they still come to your place." He added, "They must have been at Old Sweet Water a lot recently, right?"
Wenjiu blinked: "Well, I guess so."
The Fourth Master nodded, wondering how he could have forgotten about those two brats, the Ninth and Tenth Masters.
Heifeng replied today that the fourth young master often hangs around the entrance of Tianshuili.
Now it seems that maybe the ninth and tenth brothers know each other. These two guys have many friends, so they might be more informed.
Thinking of this, the Fourth Master felt a little better. He pulled the hand that was warming the wine and said, "Jiu'er, come in. It's getting late. It's time for dinner."
Wen Jiuba was unwilling to end the topic with the Fourth Master, so he naturally agreed.
As soon as she entered the house, she saw the Fourth Master turned around and looked at her, looking a little dazed.
Wen Jiu blinked, and before the Fourth Master could speak, he immediately stuffed the child into his arms: "Master, play with the children for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to take a look."
As he spoke, he turned and left.
The Fourth Master subconsciously followed her and took two steps outside, but was pushed back by Wen Jiu the next second.
"Just stay here and don't move. I have to cook today! Be good and play with the sons for a while."
Then, he rushed out of the house as if escaping, leaving the Fourth Master stunned and speechless for a long time.
"What's going on?"
The fourth master looked at Wen Qing's back as she left, and couldn't help but frowned slightly. He then looked at the back of the book on all sides and said, "Is the master scary today?"
Su Peisheng immediately shook his head: "No, my master, you are so charming and dashing. Maybe the concubine is... shy?"
Upon hearing this, the Fourth Master couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then he said with a hint of amusement, "They're an old couple, they've seen each other countless times, why are they shy?" He raised his lips in a trance and looked at Su Peisheng beside him and said, "Do you think... Jiu'er looks better today than before?"
Su Peisheng was stunned again after hearing this, but fortunately he still had some composure and immediately nodded very seriously and said, "Master, you are right. Concubine Jin is indeed more beautiful today than before."
As soon as he said this, he saw the Fourth Master next to him squinting his eyes and looking at him.
"Who told you to stare at the wine?"
Su Peisheng was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground: "I dare not, I deserve to die!"
"Damn it! Damn it!"
When Sibao, who was in the Fourth Master's arms, heard this, he waved his little fists and shouted.
This frightened Su Peisheng so much that his legs were shaking. My goodness, this little prince will definitely not be an easy person to deal with when he grows up. He secretly swore in his heart that he must stay away from this young master in the future.
Taking another look at his master's even more terrifying face, Su Peisheng swallowed hard and knocked his head to the ground.
It's too difficult. The master always asks him the same question. A good answer is not good, and a bad answer is even worse.
I would never be a eunuch in my next life. It's not a job for a human being!
Besides, isn't the concubine's beauty obvious to all? Only the master would be amazed by the concubine's beauty again and again.
When the master saw the concubine combing her hair, he would stare at her in a daze. When the master saw the concubine washing her hands, he would stare at her for a long time.
Two nights ago, the master saw the concubine dancing outside, and his nose bled from watching her.
Su Peisheng didn't understand. He saw the same person every day, even if this person was extremely beautiful, why would he have such a big reaction?
Regarding the nosebleed incident, the master even threatened me, saying that I was not allowed to tell the concubine. If the concubine knew about it, I would be forced to clean the toilet.
To be honest, he didn't intend to tell the concubine at first.
In other words, the master of one's own house is always guilty.
"Go away." The Fourth Master glanced at Su Peisheng and waved his hand in annoyance.
Then he glanced at his little son, who was waving his fists in his arms, frowned, reached out and tapped him on the forehead, and said, "Hong Zhou, don't talk about beating and killing like that anymore!"
Sibao imitated Siye very seriously and touched his father's forehead: "Hit him! Kill him!"
Fourth Master: “…”
Sibao: "Haha!"
The Fourth Master couldn't help but frown. His Aisin Gioro family had never had such a tyrannical little prince.
"Hong Zhou, you are no longer a one-month-old or two-month-old child. You are already seven months old. How can you talk about beating and killing every day? What will happen when you become an official in the future and hold power? Do you know that those in power must have a kind heart?"
Sibao: "Beat? Kill?"
"How dare you!" The Fourth Master's face drooped. "If you dare say another word, I'll beat you!"
Sibao: "...Ah~Ah! Uh! I want it!"
This time, Sibao let out an extremely miserable howl, and even pushed and shouted to stop Siye from holding him.
A pair of chubby little hands trembled as they pointed at the door Wenjiu had just left through, and large, crystal clear tears fell down with a crackling sound.
This time, the nurse beside him came forward with some distress: "My Lord, how about letting this servant hold the baby?"
"no!"
The Fourth Master scolded with a cold face, his narrow and long phoenix eyes staring straight at his son, his face dark and terribly dark.
However, his son was too young, and his low mood had no effect on him. Sibao continued to howl at the top of his lungs.
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