The taste of stewed lotus root soup.
God knows how she did it.
As the New Year is coming to an end, everyone in the mansion starts to dress up.
Chen was busy making clothes for her daughter.
Chunzhi came in hurriedly.
"Madam, the second young master is coming back."
Jiang Yuanxi was very sleepy lying on the bed.
[Second idiot? ]
【How can someone have such a strange name? 】
When Chen turned her head, she saw the little guy had fallen asleep with his mouth open.
Chunzhi smiled and said, "Miss, you have been crawling around in the backyard for a long time today. You want to touch everything you see. Maybe you are tired."
Chen put down her clothes and found a blanket to cover her daughter.
"When will the third brother come back?"
Chunzhi shook her head: "The third young master wrote to me and said he would not be coming back this year."
Chen sighed. The second and third children had never gotten along, even though they were obviously twins.
But when they met, it was like they were old enemies.
If the second brother comes back, the third brother will not come back.
As a mother, nothing she says is of any use.
My daughter is less worrying than me. She is delicate and soft, and the cutest.
In winter, Chen kept the heater in the house fully lit for the sake of her daughter.
You can feel the steaming heat as soon as you come in.
Chen asked someone to get some red paper and started cutting window flowers.
Not long after, Jiang Yuanxi woke up.
Jiang Fengyuan just came in.
Chen picked up her daughter and asked, "General, why don't you go to court?"
Jiang Fengyuan didn't care and said, "The emperor hasn't summoned me yet."
Chen was vaguely worried.
I wasn't paying attention and ruined the paper cutting I was doing.
Jiang Yuanxi's brain started working after waking up.
Red paper, this is a good thing.
Then he crawled over, hooked his little hand, and took the red paper.
Then he waved to Jiang Fengyuan.
Jiaojiao's daughter called out to him, and Jiang Fengyuan took a few steps towards her and picked her up.
Jiang Yuanxi's eyes turned, good opportunity.
So he picked up the red paper and moistened it with his saliva.
Stick it on Jiang Fengyuan's mouth.
Jiang Fengyuan had no idea what she was doing and let his daughter do whatever she wanted.
[Looks good, looks good, my dad is so handsome, flower girl. ]
【A flower girl with a beard. 】
Chen looked up and then laughed out loud.
The maids in the room also secretly covered their mouths.
Jiang Fengyuan was confused, "What is Xinniang laughing at?"
Chen hurriedly shook her hands and covered her stomach with her other hand.
This was the first time Jiang Fengyuan saw Chen like this. Although the lady looked pretty when she smiled, he always felt something was wrong.
He looked down and saw his daughter holding red paper with her hands red.
A bad premonition arose spontaneously.
【Haha, red bread man. 】
Jiang Fengyuan immediately left his daughter and ran towards the mirror.
Decades of moral integrity were shattered.
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