Chapter 111 Chapter 111 Which cub leads which cub...
At this moment, Li Shuyao's disdain for the little brat reached its peak.
She couldn't understand why she was so well-behaved, cute and sensible when she was a child, but the baby she gave birth to had a completely different personality from her.
- Don't think she didn't see it. When the little guy rolled out of the cylinder just now, he deliberately rubbed the hem of his clothes back and forth on the dirty floor tiles. When he stood up, he scratched the ground with his two little paws, wanting to make his mother as dirty as him!
Li Shuyao lowered her head, her hands tightly gripping the handle of the round fan in her hands. She was afraid that she would not be able to help but beat the child. After a long ideological struggle, she slowly forced out a smile.
"Yinzhen, please let me go. I want to play the game of eagle and chicken with you."
"Eagle Catches Chicken?" What game is that?
Yinzhen had never heard of this before. He tilted his round head and rubbed Li Shuyao's clothes a few more times with his fat fingers without leaving any trace.
Blinking his eyes, he looked at his work with satisfaction. Hmm, it was a beautiful landscape painting!
My mother always likes to wear bright clothes like pink and light yellow, and she usually likes to play with gold, silver, jade and other precious stones, which is a bit tacky.
But Yinzhen didn't think his mother was wrong. Sometimes, he just wanted his mother to appreciate some more elegant works.
Take "landscape painting" for example!
However, Li Shuyao did not understand Yinzhen's "painstaking efforts" at all.
Seeing him take two steps back, her little hands loosened the hem of her skirt. She hurriedly moved a few steps to the side, somewhat disregarding her image, and bent down to fan the hem of her Manchu dress, trying to obliterate any trace of the brat's mischief.
But how can the black handprint be wiped off so easily?
Li Shuyao's face suddenly turned darker.
Whether in modern times or in the Qing Dynasty, she was always a girl who loved beauty and face. Even if she went downstairs to throw away the garbage, she would spend half an hour putting on fake natural makeup.
How could I bear to play with the little brat here in dirty clothes?
I immediately wanted to turn around and change my clothes.
"Mother, where are you going... Mother, aren't you going to play with Yinzhen? Which game are you going to play? The game of Eagle and Chicken." Yinzhen became a little anxious when he saw that she was about to leave.
He ran forward and was about to grab Li Shuyao's hand.
How could Li Shuyao let him touch her? She flexibly stopped her feet, turned around, and let her skirt flutter. She nimbly passed by the boy. Relying on her long legs, she played the game of Qin King circling the pillar with the boy.
The mother and son circled the pole at the corner of the awning, moving lightly and swiftly for more than ten times.
The little one's eyes are full of stars.
The kid was still not convinced. With stars in his eyes, he stretched out his two chubby black hands and was being played around by Li Shuyao in a clumsy manner.
The little red mouth was still giggling, "Mother... um, mother, is this the game between the little eagle and the old chicken? It's fun, really fun!"
Li Shuyao had no choice but to stop and covered the lower half of her face with a round fan, feeling very guilty.
It seems like she has broken the kid?
Why are you talking so confusingly...
After two seconds, she suddenly came to her senses... Who is the old chicken?
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In the evening, Qingyao brought Yinqi to visit Changchun Palace.
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard of Changchun Palace, little Yinqi in her arms cried out "Ah ah" twice, and pointed his short fingers at the crude shed in the courtyard, motioning his mother to go and see.
Qingyao stood there and watched for a while, then asked the palace maid who led the way, "Is this what Yinzhen played with this afternoon?"
I haven't seen it before, it's a bit novel, not sure, I'll take a look.
Changchun Palace is not far from Yiku Palace, separated only by a palace road and two vermilion gates. Therefore, she could hear the noise from Changchun Palace in the afternoon when she was in Yiku Palace.
It was just that the afternoon was hot, and she was worried that if she brought Yinqi with her, the two children would play even more crazily and not take a break, so she simply waited until it was completely dark before bringing Yinqi with her.
The little maid lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, yes."
"Our Queen drew a blueprint for this and ordered the craftsmen from the Imperial Household Department to make it specifically for our prince. They said it's perfect for little kids of two or three to train their hands and feet and build strength."
"Our prince has been playing here all afternoon and wanted to continue playing after dinner. But the queen is worried that he will play in the dark. Firstly, it is bad for his eyes, and secondly, she is afraid that he might accidentally hurt himself. That's why she doesn't allow it."
When talking about Li Shuyao and Yinzhen, the little palace maid started chattering with a smile on her face.
As he spoke, he walked inside.
Li Shuyao in the bedroom also got the news and hurriedly put on her outer clothes and came out to greet him.
"Qingyao, you're here!"
Her voice was clear and gentle, and seemed to be able to dispel some of the burning sensation in the midsummer evening breeze. It made people feel comfortable when they heard it, and they couldn't help but smile.
Qingyao walked up the stairs quickly.
The little Yinqi in her arms also had bright eyes and greeted her even faster than her own mother, "Um, goose."
"It's not Goose, it's your mother." Li Shuyao corrected him seriously.
Yinqi nodded, "Lingling, it's Lingling."
"Lingling, Luoluo, Guoluo..."
As soon as I heard it, I knew he was looking for his brother.
I don’t know why little Yinqi is so attached to Yinzhen.
Li Shuyao reached out and hugged him, and the weight and feel of his hand were completely different from Yinzhen's.
Although they are less than a year apart in age, it feels like Yinzhen is three times heavier than Yinqi.
Li Shuyao walked towards the bedroom with Qingyao while answering little Yinqi, "Brother is inside. He is playing with the duck on your mother's bed."
"Yinqi, do you want to play with the duck?"
"Duck, duck, duck, I want a duck."
"You want to play? That's perfect. You can come and play with your brother, and your mother will talk to your mother. Okay?"
"Duck."
That means it's good, because the last word of Li Shuyao ends with "Ya". Yinqi doesn't understand the word order and can't say too many words, so he often repeats the last word to express his agreement.
Perhaps because he was afraid that Li Shuyao didn't understand, he said it again seriously, "Guo Luo, duck duck, Ling Ling, Ling Ling goose goose..."
"Goose, goose, Lingling."
He spoke in baby talk and seemed to be a bit chatty.
The little three-headed ball sat in Li Shuyao's arms, with a serious expression, as if discussing something of great importance. He first pointed his finger at the screen, then at the couch in the small room, and continued, "Ee, Lingling."
This means that Li Shuyao and Qingyao should talk in the small room.
"Seven, sweet, goose seven, ring, ring seven, pot seven, five seven, seven seven, good seven... sweet..."
That's what it means to also have snacks and sweet milk tea.
"Small, five, five, I..."
"Gu, pot, pot, pot, shatter, goose, goose, ling, ling, shatter."
This means that after the fun, he wanted to take his mother to stay overnight in Changchun Palace.
It was also arranged that he and Yinzhen slept together, and Ling's mother slept with his mother.
After the little dumpling finished speaking, he was so tired that he wrapped his two soft arms around Li Shuyao's neck and leaned his round head over. He rested for a while, panting heavily, before raising his head again, rubbing his head against Li Shuyao's cheek, kissing her, and asking, "Ah, ah, ah?"
This is what it means to ask “Is it good or not?”
The consent of adults will also be sought.
It's a bit unfair to be so obedient!
Li Shuyao was instantly overwhelmed by the cuteness and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, whatever Yinqi says is fine!"
Anyway, the emperor didn’t choose a winner today, but slept alone in the Qianqing Palace.
So it doesn't matter where Qingyao sleeps.
After she finished talking to Yinqi and confirmed that he had no other follow-up plans, she started walking again, walked around the screen into her bedroom, and placed the little girl in her arms on the mattress-covered couch.
He was buried in an instant, and not even a hair on his head could be seen.
Li Shuyao was so frightened that she hurriedly picked him up again. She touched the bed board and found that it was a trap set by Yinzhen with malicious intentions. It seemed that there were beddings, but in fact there were several layers of space underneath.
In addition, Yinqi was small and his body was soft, so as soon as he was put down, Tuanzi fell down crookedly like a snowman melted by the warm spring sun.
"Ah!" There was a slight sound of the quilt being lifted at the end of the bed.
Yinzhen was so happy that both sides of his face were red, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He crawled out from under the quilt at the end of the bed, and using his hands and feet, he crawled to Li Shuyao's side. "Mother, was it fun just now?"
Li Shuyao: ...
What's fun?
However, the little Yinqi in her arms was very good at giving his brother face, and immediately clapped his hands, "Wow, Guoluo, Guoluo is awesome!"
After saying that, he struggled to roll down from Li Shuyao's arms again, rolling several times in the "mountain of quilts" that piled up one after another, until the hair on his head was electrostatically charged and exploded. He finally managed to sit up, crossed his chubby legs, and continued to clap his hands, "Awesome, awesome!"
"Hehe." Yinzhen scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly, "Is it really that amazing?"
"Yeah!" Yinqi nodded vigorously!
Yinzhen began to like him a little.
She immediately abandoned her own mother, crawled to her brother's side, and took his little hand. "Over there, there are also ducks. There is also an ugly little brain axe embroidered by mother. Mother Yi also embroidered it. Mother Yi is your mother. A long time ago, Mother Yi embroidered a little fox for me. It was red..."
He was very excited, and he took Yinqi, who was two or three times younger than him, and climbed to the other side of the bed. When he lifted the quilt, he arranged all the stuffed toys neatly into a large square formation like a military parade.
Leading the group was a white little tiger toy embroidered by Li Shuyao.
A little behind the red little fox are the little rabbits, kittens, puppies, and finally dozens of tender yellow ducklings.
They lined up one by one, as if they were going to a war.
"Wow!"
Children always understand the excitement of older children.
If it were Li Shuyao, she would probably raise her hand to mess up the duck formation immediately, then laugh so hard that her body shook as she watched her little one sticking out his butt, pouting in dissatisfaction, while quickly rearranging the ducks.
Then mess it up again, and put it in order again...
You can play it over and over again for more than an hour.
"Guo Guo, Guo Guo's duck, it's so good!"
When little Yinqi saw the formation prepared by his brother, he first exclaimed "Wow" exaggeratedly, giving Yinzhen enough emotional value.
Then he sat cross-legged at a distance, clapped his hands skillfully, and kept shouting "Guo Guo Ni Hai".
He was both sensible and had emotional intelligence, and in no time he coaxed the little boy Yinzhen into a little puppy that could only wag its tail.
No longer wary of her mother, she raised her little hand and slapped the leading little axe to Yinqi's feet, "Do you like this?"
Yinqi nodded first and said "hmm" before slowly handing the little axe back to Yinzhen, "Guoguo, give it to Guoguo."
"Don't want Guoguo, there are still plenty of Guoguo!" Yinzhen was satisfied and put the little brain axe to Yinqi's feet again.
Yinqi thought about it, and slowly pushed the little brain axe back to its original position in the team with his little hand, "Guoguo play, Guoguo new play, five, I, play, play."
Before Li Shuyao beside the bed could translate, Yinzhen readily said, "I play, my brother plays too. Let's not prioritize, let's all play together."
It turns out that he can also understand Yinqi's baby talk.
Li Shuyao seemed to be lost in thought. She thought that only she and Qingyao could understand.
So... the babies can actually communicate with each other without any obstacles?
Just as Li Shuyao was surprised, the conversation between the babies over there continued.
"Hi, hi flip, pot."
"Guoguo likes you too." Yinzhen answered without hesitation, but his bright eyes were still glued to the toy.
He has been learning literature since childhood without any teacher.
But the person who was treated perfunctorily was very happy, probably because he didn't have a kindergarten diploma.
"Guo Guo, Tian Tian, give it to Guo Guo, I, I am not seven."
"Tiantian, what's Tiantian? Have you finished your meal today?" Yinzhen was finally willing to pay a little attention to Yinqi.
The black eyeballs rolled around, and I don't know what he was thinking about. He crawled over and stretched out his hand to rub Yinqi's belly, "You haven't eaten dinner tonight?"
Little Yinqi shook his head, then nodded, "Seven, seven."
"have eaten?"
Little Yinqi: "It's Youyou!"
"Did you eat meat?"
"Um!"
"Then why are you still hungry and want to eat sweets?"
"Lingling, sweet."
"My mother gave me sweets?" Little Yinzhen was a little surprised. "Didn't my mother say she wouldn't give me sweets anymore?"
"If you eat too much sweets, your teeth will get bad."
"Ah?" Little Yinqi tilted his head in confusion.
"Yes, Yaya," little Yinzhen said, then paused, "You don't have any teeth, do you?"
"Ah ya?" The brain of a one-year-old child probably cannot handle such a difficult question. He tosses and turns and can only shout "Ah ya" in confusion.
Just at this moment, Nanny Yan came in with two bowls of Qingbuliang, the recipe of which had been adjusted by Li Shuyao.
One bowl contains only milk and osmanthus honey, while the other bowl contains some fruits and lotus seeds, mung beans, coix seeds, lilies and other ingredients. It is filled to the brim and crystal clear, making people greedy at the sight.
The moment Nanny Yan stepped into the dormitory, the two little guys gave up their previous topic and crawled to the edge of the bed together.
Then one of them crawled into Li Shuyao's arms, and the other hung on her back.
The one on the back was bigger. "Mother, mother, you are so kind! I am so happy."
"Lingling, Lingling is so awesome!" This was the praise coming from the little lump in his arms.
Fortunately, Li Shuyao was well prepared and was not squeezed by the two little ones in front and behind.
As she was thinking, the one on her back came around to her and kissed her on the cheek with a "bo" sound.
The little one in her arms wanted to see it too, so he grabbed her collar, staggered to his feet, and then left a milky "moo" on the other side of Li Shuyao's cheek.
After kissing Li Shuyao, Tian Jiarou and Yue Shu each took one of the two little balls away to eat some refreshing soup.
Li Shuyao touched her face and felt a little sweet in her heart.
She doesn't like taking care of children, but she likes being close to them.
Who can resist two cute little pups?
After sitting on the edge of the bed and laughing for a while, he remembered to go to the small room outside to talk to Qingyao.
Just before leaving the dormitory, I suddenly glanced and saw two little balls, one big and one small, sitting facing each other next to a small table that was temporarily brought in not far from the bed.
The big hand held a white porcelain bowl and ate happily.
The smaller one carefully held the white porcelain bowl filled with osmanthus honey and milk, and took two sips along the edge of the bowl like a kitten licking milk. He licked his lips and seemed very satisfied. A big smile instantly bloomed on his tender little face.
Immediately——
He pushed the bowl in his hand towards Yinzhen, "Guo Guo Qi!"
Li Shuyao: ...
She was shocked.
For a moment, she couldn't tell who was the little boy's mother between her and Yinqi.
Which cub is playing with which cub?
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