Chapter 793: Take care of Ama.
A few days ago, the children were too energetic at night, playing and frolicking all night. To kill their excess energy, the Fourth Master took them to jump across the trees in the middle of the night. Unexpectedly, instead of killing their energy, the children became addicted.
Now is a special period and there is naturally no way to take them outside.
At that moment, the Fourth Master naturally felt that what he said was a bit too much. He clenched his fist to his lips, coughed lightly, and then looked at Sibao and said, "Sibao, what do you want your father to accompany you for?"
Sibao curled his lips and said, "I won't say."
Wen Jiu poked his son's forehead: "Why don't you say it?"
Sibao blinked his big black eyes twice: "Ama will definitely say no."
Fourth Master: “…”
Wen Jiu glanced at the children, who then glanced at the Fourth Master. They stared at each other, neither of them saying anything. Finally, she rolled her eyes helplessly and said, "My dear children, Mother has something important to discuss with you."
"Mom, please tell me!" Dabao immediately patted his little chest.
The other babies also immediately turned their heads to look at Wenjiu, obviously looking at her with curiosity.
Wen Jiu glanced at him, smiled, and suddenly stood up: "Master, the children and I have something to say in private. Please wait a moment."
The Fourth Master frowned and before he could say anything, she took him directly into the inner room and even made him sit on the bed.
Wen Jiu turned around and wanted to go out, but he found that his hand was grabbed by the Fourth Master.
Turning around, seeing the Fourth Master frowning with a puzzled look on his face, Wen Jiu smiled and said, "Master, wait a minute. When the children come over later, they will definitely be able to play with me." The Fourth Master looked at Wen Jiu suspiciously, "What are you going to do, Jiu'er?"
Wen Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Just wait."
After saying this, he went out to look for his sons.
The Fourth Master turned his head to look at her in confusion. Who would have thought that this girl would actually close the door tightly when she left? Even with his current hearing, he could only hear a few faint sounds. It was obvious that Jiu'er was afraid that he would eavesdrop.
The Fourth Master frowned and hesitated for a while, but in the end he did not use his skills to listen to what they were saying.
Out of boredom, he picked up a book. Most of the books on the small desk were the ones Wenjiu read on weekdays.
The books she read were quite mixed, including interesting stories from the mountains and countryside, local affairs, travel notes, and more often some storybooks.
The Fourth Master casually flipped open a book, took a look, and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "This... is immoral!"
The Fourth Master cursed inwardly and threw the notebook aside.
After sitting on the bed and waiting for a long time, he turned around and saw that Wenjiu and the children had not come in yet. The Fourth Master hesitated for a moment, then picked up the immoral book again.
His brows were tightly knitted together as he continued to look down.
"Ama, what are you looking at?"
When the Fourth Master was staring with his eyes wide open, he suddenly heard this sound and subconsciously closed the book in his hand with a snap.
Dabao stretched his little neck curiously and looked at the notebook in the Fourth Master's hand.
The Fourth Master simply picked up the book and placed it on the top of the shelf.
He coughed again and asked, "How did you get into the house?"
"Ama, show it to Dabao."
As Dabao spoke, he reached out to take the book that the Fourth Master had just taken.
He just reached it twice but failed. Erbao beside him blinked and said immediately: "Brother, don't worry, Erbao will help you."
The Fourth Master's eyebrows jumped, and he immediately grabbed his son, who was halfway flying, and pulled him down by the collar.
Erbao frowned and looked back at his father: "Father, why are you holding me?"
The Fourth Master coughed lightly and said, "What are you doing in this room? Don't you know that it's wrong to peek into other people's things?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the children all frowned.
Dabao's big, dark eyes rolled around, and he stretched out his chubby little hand and waved to his three younger brothers. Then, when they came closer, he whispered, "You must take care of Ama."
Then, some of them really didn't read the book mentioned above again.
"Father, Dabao will peel the grapes for you, be good." Dabao said, patted the Fourth Master's arm and really stood on the stool to reach the grapes in the plate and bring them to the Fourth Master.
"Father, let Erbao wipe your hands." Erbao carefully took out a small handkerchief from his arms and wiped each of the Fourth Master's fingers carefully.
Sanbao looked at his brothers, then looked at the Fourth Master, who tilted his head and thought for a while: "Father, Sanbao will pour you some water."
Sibao looked at his brothers busying themselves and was stunned for a moment.
After a while, he frowned and climbed onto the chair: "Ama, I'll have dinner with you."
The Fourth Master looked at his sons who had suddenly behaved abnormally, and his brows furrowed for a moment.
What kind of approach is this?
With a strange look on his face, he let his son peel the grapes for him, wiped his hands, and made tea for him. Then he was forced to listen to the story his son told him.
The whole night, he was well taken care of by his own son. Even when he sent the children to bed, the fourth master was still a little dazed.
Before going to bed, his hand subconsciously rested on Wenjiu's slender waist, groping for a long time before asking, "Jiu'er, what happened to the children today?"
"Hmm?" Wen Jiu chuckled, "Why don't you like it?"
"Not really." The Fourth Master paused slightly, "I'm still a little uncomfortable with your sudden filial piety."
Wenjiu blinked his eyes and suddenly laughed out loud: "Don't tell me, I'll guess it slowly."
Because she was about to go to sleep at night, her voice lacked its usual cheerfulness and was more hesitant. It was soft and light, as if a feather was brushing past, making people feel itchy.
The Fourth Master's hand suddenly exerted some strength, and immediately climbed up. After grasping it, he said with a hint of threat in his voice: "You little girl, are you going to tell me or not? Hmm?"
Wenjiu bit her lower lip and subconsciously pushed him: "Stop it, Master! I'm so sleepy, please."
In the end, he didn't push the man's hand away. Wenjiu adopted a conciliatory policy and rubbed his shoulder.
The Fourth Master was quite unwilling and squeezed her hand again.
"Go to sleep. Explain it to me clearly in the morning!"
This girl had been watching over him for several days, so she must have been worried the whole time. How could she possibly rest well? At this point, the Fourth Master couldn't bear to torment her anymore.
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