Chapter 570 Daddy, Don’t Be Ignorant
Song Yanxi frowned upon hearing this, "Jiaojiao, did someone tell you something?"
If no one mentioned it to her, the little girl would not have thought of this at her age.
Jiaojiao quickly shook her head, buried her head in her chest, and refused to say anything.
When she looked up again, she said with tears in her eyes, "Aunt, Jiaojiao misses Mammy."
Thinking of Nanny Qian whom she met last time, Song Yanxi couldn't help but look at Mo Jinchuan with confusion in her eyes.
"Madame Qian was taken back by her family a few days ago to live in her old age."
How old is she? Why is she returning to her hometown to retire?
Thinking about what Jiaojiao had said just now, Song Yanxi vaguely understood something.
The cunning servant who took advantage of the young master's youth to stir up trouble in front of her should no longer be allowed to stay in the mansion.
Zi Yan and Zi Heng are still okay, as they have their own standards in mind, but the remaining two are still young, and even though they can be considered smart, they are easily influenced.
In time, it will become a disaster.
Thinking about what Madam Qian might have said, Song Yanxi put her hands on Jiaojiao's shoulders, asked the little girl to face her, and asked softly, "Does Jiaojiao dislike Second Brother?"
The little girl blurted out: "No, Jiaojiao would never dislike Second Brother."
As she spoke, her eyes reddened and she said aggrievedly, "Second brother just doesn't want to talk, he's not a stutterer."
Realizing that something was wrong, Song Yanxi frowned and asked, "Jiaojiao, do you know who said that the Second Young Master stuttered?"
Jiaojiao nodded and then shook her head.
She turned her head to look at Mo Jinchuan and said cautiously, "Dahei said so."
Song Yanxi: "Dahei?"
It doesn't sound like a human name.
An Yi, who was standing at the door, said with a sullen face, "Master, young lady, Dahei is the guard dog raised by the Wang family next door."
Song Yanxi couldn't help but sneer, "It's really strange, the guard dog can speak human language."
Mo Jinchuan's face also turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "You go and take a look. This king wants to see what a human dog that can speak human language looks like."
An Yi responded and moved his shoulders as he turned and walked out.
Today is the young lady's birthday, and it is not appropriate to see blood in the house.
Then he would go over and have a good talk with the Wang family.
Looking at his menacing back, although Song Yanxi was angry that the Wang family's child called Ziheng a little mute, she was also more worried that if An Yi started to fight, someone would get killed.
After all, he was the one who accompanied Mo Jinchuan out of the sea of blood and corpses, and carried Mo Jinchuan back to the border town on his own two feet.
Even a strong man can’t withstand a single punch.
Mo Jinchuan took Jiaojiao from her arms and said, "An Yi knows how to handle things."
The little girl was kicking her legs in protest. Upon hearing this, she clenched her fists and said angrily, "They are bullying my second brother! Beat them all up!"
Song Yanxi followed up by asking, "What's the point of beating him up?"
Jiaojiao said as a matter of course: "Of course it's used to feed Dahei!"
She tilted her head, as if she had thought of something, and couldn't help but chuckle.
While laughing, he patted his belly and said, "Don't laugh, don't laugh."
When she had almost finished laughing, she blinked and said, "Even if I feed it to Dahei, he won't eat it."
After saying that, she couldn't help laughing again.
Song Yanxi pondered, isn't this just saying, "Feed the dog, and the dog won't eat it?"
Mo Jinchuan pinched Jiaojiao's face and warned her, "Don't be naughty like your third brother in the future."
The little girl nodded and said obediently: "Don't worry, Daddy, Jiaojiao will be obedient."
Mo Jinchuan: "..."
Why is he so worried?
As they were talking, An, who had just left, came back.
Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked, "Uncle An Yi, was he flattened?"
She looked so excited that she seemed to have forgotten everything Mo Jinchuan had just said.
An Yi glanced at Song Yanxi and said with embarrassment: "Master, Miss, Madam Xu is here."
Mo Jinchuan frowned, "Which Madam Xu?"
Song Yanxi explained, "She should be the wife of Lord Xu, the Minister of Justice, and the mother of Miss Xu who appeared today. The prince should have met her before at the Princess's Mansion."
Mo Jinchuan: "I don't remember."
He frowned and said, "Tell her that I will not see any guests today."
An Yi said in embarrassment: "Madam Xu said that if the prince doesn't see her today, she will not leave the palace gate."
Mo Jinchuan's face turned completely cold. "Mrs. Xu, you raised a daughter who willingly lowered herself to be someone's concubine, and you still have the nerve to come to me and ask for an explanation."
Jiaojiao was frightened by his angry look, shrank her neck, and quickly stretched out her hands towards Song Yanxi, "Mommy, hug me!"
Song Yanxi quickly reached out to take the little girl and said, "Your Highness, calm down. Madam Xu comes from a noble family. I don't think she is the kind of person who would make trouble."
Mo Jinchuan said coldly: "But she gave birth to a daughter who is unreasonable and unreasonable."
Only after he finished speaking did he realize he had lost his composure and apologized decisively, "I'm sorry, I was a little too loud just now."
Amused by his cautiousness, Song Yanxi said, "Look at what your Highness said. How can I be frightened by a single word from you?"
If that's true, then isn't she more timid than a chicken?
Mo Jinchuan curled the corners of his lips slightly, raised his hand and rubbed Jiaojiao's furry little head and said, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."
The little girl nodded hurriedly and said crisply, "Daddy, go quickly."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the hand touching her head suddenly stop.
Looking at Mo Jinchuan's leaving back, Jiaojiao suddenly realized and said loudly: "Mom, it turns out that Daddy asked you to be good."
The little girl said this in a serious tone, "Mom has been very good, Daddy, please don't be ungrateful."
Upon hearing this, Mo Jinchuan, who was busy walking out, felt as if an arrow had suddenly hit his heart.
He couldn't help but comfort himself in his heart, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who the child is close to.
The better their relationship with her as a mother, the less worries he will have as a father in the future.
As for the air leak...
Even if the cotton-padded jacket is leaky, it is still better than those who have nothing to wear.
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"Wow, this is my aunt when she was little, so cute!"
"This should be a portrait of my aunt when she was ten years old. Where did Dad get it from?"
"I advise you to bury it."
"We dug it out with great difficulty, why bury it back?"
Zixu became more and more excited as he dug deeper and deeper, saying without even looking up, "It turns out Uncle An Yi wasn't lying. Daddy really has liked Auntie since a long time ago."
He tutted his tongue twice, not caring if anyone responded or not, and continued to talk to himself, "No wonder when Auntie came for the first time, Daddy changed clothes one after another in the middle of the night and even looked at himself in the mirror for a long time to show off his beauty.
Brother, what is this called? "
Zi Yan said faintly, "The peacock spreads its tail."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zixu nodded hurriedly, "Our father is just like that colorful peacock, always afraid that Auntie will look down on him."
As he spoke, he pulled out another scroll.
Without waiting for Zi Yan to stop him, he had already opened the scroll.
After seeing the contents of the scroll, Zixu was surprised and asked, "Why did Daddy hide my sister's portrait?"
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