Zhong Shu ran secretly said it was a pity.
He almost became an elder of Jiang Weiwei and Gu Fei.
The one-year-old banquet ended successfully.
Jiang Zhixi broke a pillow.
Originally, Jiang Zhi was slow. As long as she could lie down, she wouldn't sit. As long as she could sit, she wouldn't stand. No matter what she did, she was slow. Since she got the broken pillow, this characteristic has been brought into full play.
She always carries that broken pillow with her wherever she goes. Whenever and wherever she puts her head against the pillow, she can sleep quickly.
Jiang Weiwei seriously doubted whether Zhong shuran had cursed the broken pillow.
With the growth of age, the character of the three children gradually emerged.
Jiang Zhi is lazy and doesn't like to move.
Gollum is noisy, greedy and laughing.
Muttering is quiet, sticky and crying.
Among the three, Guri is the youngest, the worst in health and the most worrying.
Liu Yun is secretly worried about this and often talks to fan liuniang.
"If only the gender of Guri and Gollum could be changed. Guri is obviously a boy, but he is more sensitive than a girl. He cries all the time. He's still young. What can he do when he grows up?"
Women cry can be pitiful, pear blossom with rain. If men cry, they are weak and despised.
Fan liuniang also had no good solution. She could only comfort her: "the children are still young. When they grow up and mature, they naturally don't like to cry."
"Well, I hope so."
On the Mid Autumn Festival, Jiang Weiwei asked people to send moon cakes door-to-door. As a result, he harvested a lot of gifts, all of which were rice, vegetables and fruits. They were planted in his own land. They were not worth much money, but they were better than fresh and clean.
The weather began to cool day by day.
With the last leaf falling, winter finally came again.
The construction of the Princess House has entered the final stage.
If there were no accidents, it should be completed by the end of the year.
Jiang Weiwei and Gu Fei have agreed to spend the new year in the health hall this year. When the sixth day of January next year, a beam raising ceremony will be held in the princess's house.
Before the end of the year, they had a birthday party of Gulu and Guli.
As usual, the whole village was entertained and lots were drawn.
Gulu is a very crisp girl. She climbs to the other end of the table, grabs the rattle with one hand and the silver ingot with the other, and laughs very happily.
Generally, the lottery can only draw one thing. Liu Yun tries to persuade her baby granddaughter to give up.
But Gulu didn't listen. She held the rattle and silver ingot in her arms and refused to let go.
Gu Fei picked up the baby girl and said with a smile.
"It's all right. Gulu can take whatever he likes. It's no problem how much he takes."
Until then, Guri began to climb towards the other end of the table. He climbed very slowly, not lazily like Jiang Zhi, but carefully. The boy was very careful. He had to stop and observe when he climbed.
It took a long time for him to climb to the finish line.
The rattle drum and silver ingot have been taken away by Gulu. Jiang Weiwei added a gold ingot and a wooden sword.
Jin Yuanbao glittered in the pile of sundries and attracted Guri's attention at first glance.
He stared at Jin Yuanbao for a long time. Finally, he took his eyes away from him. He grabbed the wooden sword.
This choice surprised Jiang Weida.
His son knows best.
Guri has been weak and ill since he was a child. Even after a year of rehabilitation, he is much better than before, but he is still worse than his peers. Moreover, he is introverted, especially afraid of strangers, and he is very sticky to his mother.
For his character, he should prefer the four treasures of study or dolls. Why did he choose the wooden sword in the end?
The wooden sword was made by Gu Fei himself. The workmanship was very exquisite. The burrs on it were polished clean. It was also made into a scabbard with leather. There were dark blue ears hanging on the handle of the sword.
Jiang Weiwei walked over and picked up Guri and asked curiously.
"How did you choose this sword?"
Mutter couldn't understand. He looked at Jiang Weiwei with his dark and bright, and spit out a word in his mouth.
"Mother."
He would call his mother at eight months and his father at ten months. Then he learned simple phrases such as grandma, sister, aunt and uncle.
Gulu is similar to him and has learned many simple phrases.
The difference is that Guri seldom opens his mouth at ordinary times. The most shouting is his mother, followed by his father, milk and sister.
Gulu is a little talkative. As long as she catches the chance, her parents, grandma and brother keep shouting. She doesn't care whether others listen or not. Anyway, she has to shout a few times first.
At first, a word of Jiang Zhi's society was sister, then brother-in-law and aunt.
In addition, she didn't say anything. I don't know whether she didn't learn or didn't bother to say.
Soon after the first birthday party, the first snow of this year came.
Gulu staggers to play with the snow outside and is picked up by Gu Fei.
"It's cold outside. You can't go out."
Gulu struggled in his arms, and the little meat claw stubbornly pointed out to the king.
"Snow, white, want to play."
Gu Fei took back her little meat claw, held it in the palm of his hand, and said in a warm voice, "you promise your father to sit here quietly, and your father will catch a snowball for you."
Hearing that he could play with the snow, Gulu was immediately excited and nodded hard: "well, don't move!"
Gu Fei put her on the ground and asked her to hold the next chair so that she wouldn't fall down.
He strode out, chose a piece of clean snow, grabbed a handful of snow, kneaded it into a snowball, then ran back to the house and handed it to his daughter.
Gulu opened his eyes wide and his little face was full of curiosity and excitement.
She has great courage and is full of curiosity about all new things.
In dad's encouraging eyes, the little girl stretched out her chubby fingers and gently poked the snowball, soft and cool, one by one.
Gulu felt very interesting and poked several times in succession.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Weiwei came over.
Gu Fei quickly hid the snowball behind him and said, "we're talking. Why are you here?"
"I'll take Gulu upstairs so that she doesn't always want to run out."
Jiang Wei paused here and narrowed her eyes to stare at the man in front of her.
"What are you holding in your hand?"
Gu Fei said nothing.
Jiang Wei looked down at Gulu and asked, "what were you doing with your father just now?"
Gulu is a straight girl. She sells her own father as soon as she opens her mouth.
"We are playing with snow."
Jiang slightly glanced at Gu Fei and threw a death gaze at him.
"How many times have I said that children are still young and can't play with snow. What if they get cold and sick? You know how to indulge children and give them whatever they want. What will they do if they want the moon in the sky in the future? Can you go to heaven to pick them?! "
Gu Fei sighed, "I'm so incompetent that I can't even get a moon."
Jiang Weiwei: "
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In the twinkling of an eye, 2020 will be the fourth year since I came to the cloud. I hope I can still see you in the next fourth year, the next fourth year and the next fourth year.
Time is not old, we will not part.
Love you, refill~
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