Chapter 658: Father, Let's Make a Hook
Emperor Kangxi glanced at them, then at the dazzling array of food on the table. He finally snorted coldly and waved, "Let's sit down and eat together. Why are you standing here?"
After all, he was in a relatively good mood today. He got a few things that he usually wouldn't spend a lot of money on, and seeing that his grandchildren were not what he had imagined, a big stone in his heart fell.
Seeing the food on the table, Emperor Kangxi's appetite also increased greatly. However, just as he picked up the chopsticks, Emperor Kangxi suddenly remembered something and frowned at the Fourth Master Wenjiu and the others: "Why doesn't the child eat with you?"
The Fourth Master nodded subconsciously after hearing this: "Father, we usually eat together."
Wen Jiu was too late to stop the Fourth Master. As expected, the next second, he heard Emperor Kangxi say, "Since we are having dinner together, go and call the child over."
Suddenly, the Fourth Master realized that he had said something wrong and immediately made up for it: "Well... today is not the right time."
Emperor Kangxi glared and said, "I can't delay the children's meal here! Besides, if they stay with me for a long time, maybe I can teach them a few more words."
"It's just that... the children's table manners are not good. I'm afraid they might offend the Emperor."
"I'm not afraid!"
The Fourth Master was silent for a moment, then finally put down his chopsticks, stood up, and went to pick up his sons in person.
Warming wine: "......"
He was so sincere that he wanted to keep himself and Emperor Kangxi together!
"Um, Your Majesty, please try these honey-glazed chicken wings. They are delicious."
In the end, I still went to serve the dishes.
Emperor Kangxi simply nodded and said, "The children will use it together later."
Then, Emperor Kangxi just kept staring at the door.
Wenjiu ordered the servants to bring the children's food, and then he could only stare at Emperor Kangxi, silently praying in his heart, "Fourth Master, please come back soon."
The Fourth Master was about to turn the corner and enter the main hall when he suddenly stopped.
He looked at his sons again and said, "You boys, don't you want to go ice skating on the lake? If you behave well today, I'll take you and mother with me tomorrow when I'm free."
As soon as these words were spoken, Dabao, Sanbao, and Sibao all nodded happily.
“Ama is so nice!”
"Very good!"
"We can now ride that ice sled Mom mentioned!"
Erbao's nose wrinkled at this moment: "Father, Erbao won't go. It's tiring."
The Fourth Master said, "...you performed well. Your mother will give you two big bowls of fruit." He then looked at Erbao and said, "There's your favorite watermelon."
As soon as these words came out, Erbao smiled brightly: "I want Guoguo and watermelon. Erbao, be obedient."
Mother usually doesn't let them eat too much fruit. She only gives them one bowl each time. Once they finish it, there's no more. They have to wait until the next meal. They must be so happy to eat two big bowls at once.
"Father, keep your word. Let's make a pinky promise."
"A gentleman's word is as good as gold."
As the Fourth Master spoke, he shook hands with Erbao.
The others also stretched out their little fingers seriously.
The Fourth Master silently made pinky promises with them one by one, and then these little rascals were obediently led into the house by the Fourth Master.
"Let's sit down and have dinner together." Emperor Kangxi looked at the little ones in surprise.
He took another look at their unique little stools and laughed: "The stools made by Miss Wen are quite suitable for them."
While the Fourth Master had been picking up the children, Wenjiu had already had their daily porridge, fruit, and meat brought over. He then had the children sit side by side on small stools, and one by one, he placed special small plates and bowls for them.
Wen Jiu laughed when he heard this: "Your Majesty, I deliberately had it made according to their heights, so that they could reach the table without falling."
Emperor Kangxi nodded: "Yes, that's right. You should sit down too." As he spoke, he frowned again: "Why is the wet nurse standing so far away? How can you take care of everything by yourself?"
As soon as Wen Jiu sat down, before he could reply, he saw the four children around him pick up their chopsticks.
Emperor Kangxi was completely stunned: "They...they can use chopsticks!"
She is just a one-year-old child. In fact, in an ordinary family, it is already very good to be able to call her "Ama E Niang".
However, his royal family paid great attention to education, and the children were taught very strictly from a young age. They looked smarter than the children of other families.
But, he can use chopsticks at this age...isn't that too unbelievable?
Wen Jiu could only laugh dryly: "They, these chopsticks are specially made, they are easier to use."
"Really?" Emperor Kangxi also noticed that the chopsticks were different from ordinary ones. A small wooden stick was used to support the space between the two chopsticks.
But even if they picked up a wooden stick and held it so steadily, it wouldn't be right. The children weren't even a year old yet.
Just as she was staring at the children, she saw Sibao struggling to pick up a piece of pork ribs and put it directly on the plate of warm wine, and then she raised her big little face.
Wenjiu blinked and said, "Thank you, Sibao. Sibao will eat too."
Wen Jiu immediately responded with a small piece of diced chicken.
Several children followed suit, picking up their chopsticks to serve Wenjiu more food. Wenjiu took the bowls one by one, praised them one by one, and then picked up their favorite food for them. Then he looked at Emperor Kangxi with some trepidation.
This habit was probably cultivated by the Fourth Master. Every time he started eating, the first thing he would do was pick up some food for himself. The children followed his example and also developed this habit.
He collected the children's dishes, praised Mouzi one by one, and then looked at Emperor Kangxi cautiously.
Emperor Kangxi was too busy caring about anything else at the moment. He even didn't notice the grease splattering on his body when the ribs he picked up fell. He just said with shock on his face, "They...they still pick up food for people?"
As he spoke, his eyes moved back and forth between Wenjiu and the Fourth Master's faces. He always felt that something was wrong.
Wenjiu was now concentrating on eating the food the children had picked for her. She should not say too much in response to this question, so as not to make more mistakes.
The Fourth Master was still a little displeased. He looked at his son with his chopsticks frozen in place for a long time.
This piece of spareribs was originally meant for Jiu'er, but he only just realized that he was sitting right next to the Emperor. Below him were the four brats, and then Jiu'er. There was no way his spareribs could reach Jiu'er's plate.
He took a deep breath, placed the ribs on his plate, and replied, "Father Emperor, you taught me well today. The children now call me "Ama" and "E'e Niang". I guess they picked up the food out of respect."
The Fourth Master replied seriously.
Emperor Kangxi: “Hmm? Is that so?” Why does it always feel like something is wrong?
The Fourth Master nodded seriously: "Yes, it must be."
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