Yinzuo's look of contempt was so naked, and Yin'er was not blind, so how could he not see it? But what could he do even if he saw it? Don't forget that he was afraid of his brother. In front of Yinzuo, Yin'er was really unable to stand up. He held it in for a long time but could only hold back one sentence: A full man does not know the hunger of a hungry man.
Yinzuo was too lazy to argue with Yinzhen's bland retort. He waved at him and walked back to his Shufengxuan with Dexi.
It is said that you don’t know the end of spring until it rains continuously, and you don’t know how deep summer is until the sun clears up. The time when you don’t have to take care of children is simply too wonderful. By the time Yinzuo remembered that he still had a big son in the care of his second brother, time had already passed from spring to midsummer.
Isn't it said that a child will take after his father? It's hard to say about other aspects, but Hongxu's carelessness is definitely his father's. It's true that Yinzuo forgot about his child, but his child obviously didn't miss him much either. After more than two months, the father and son met, and the scene was so cold that you would think they were not real father and son.
"Hongxu, you're so young, but your eyesight isn't very good, right? Your dad is so old, but you can't see him standing here. Come on, put down what you're doing and come to meet your dad."
Hongxu covered the back of his head which was in pain from being spanked by his father and looked at Yinzuo accusingly. He reluctantly put down the toy in his hand, stood up and bowed to Yinzuo, then turned around and threw himself into the arms of Yinreng beside him for comfort.
"Humph, Ama is a bad guy. I don't want to be your son anymore. Second uncle, can you be my Ama?"
Regarding the little guy's accusation and his desire to change his father, Yin Zuo expressed his full support. Whoever is willing to take this troublesome son away should take him away immediately. Who did he learn this habit of randomly claiming fathers from?
"Second brother, you've seen it too. It's not that I, your younger brother, don't want to be a kind father. It's just that this kid doesn't give me any chance. I think he's quite used to being here with you. How about this, just let him be your son..."
What does it mean when you are sitting at home and a son falls from the sky? Look, this is it. In response to Yinzuo's generous act of offering his son, Yinreng immediately said that he could not afford such a son. In order to make his words more convincing and to let Yinzuo see his son's amazing destructive power, Yinreng bent down, picked up the little guy who was lying on his legs, pulled Yinzuo up and walked out of his house.
"Sixth brother, do you see that tree over there?"
Yinzuo looked in the direction of Yinreng's finger. Apart from the lush and blooming flower garden not far away, he did not see any shadow of any tree. He rubbed his eyes and made sure that he was not mistaken before turning to look at Yinreng beside him.
"Second brother, you must be mistaken. There are no trees here."
Upon hearing this, Yinreng did not argue with him. He bent down and put Hongxu down from his arms, and pulled Yinzuo towards the direction he had pointed.
"Sixth brother, it's a good thing you didn't see it. There used to be a tree here, but after your naughty monkey came here, he kept climbing up there. I was afraid something might happen to him, so I had to cut the tree down."
After Yinreng finished speaking, he walked towards the cross-courtyard without waiting for Yinzuo's reaction. As soon as he entered the door, Yinzuo was stunned by the scene in front of him. My goodness, why didn't he remember that his second brother had dug such a big pond in this yard when he came last time.
"Sixth brother, are there any koi in this pond?"
The pond was right in front of him, with so many koi swimming around in it. Yinzuo was not blind, so how could he not see it? So Yinzuo nodded to his second brother without hesitation.
Seeing Yinzuo nod, Yinreng remained expressionless and waved to the palace servants waiting on the side. Soon someone brought a chair, a fishing rod and fish food. Yinreng asked Yinzuo to sit down, took the fish food, pinched some and sprinkled it into the pond, which immediately attracted the fish to compete for the food.
"You're wrong to have seen it. Do you know where these fish are originally kept? In the lake, the lake outside. After your little monkey came here, he would run to the lake every day with a bucket to catch fish. I was afraid he would accidentally slip into the lake, so I had someone dig a pond here to scoop up the fish and let him catch them here..."
Yin Zuo admitted that he had spoken rashly. His son's destructive power was almost as bad as a husky's, wasn't it? Only his second brother had such a good temper. If it were him, his butt would have been bruised long ago.
"Second brother, you've been through a lot these days. Don't worry, I'll take this kid away in a while and throw him in the Shangshufang tomorrow. This child is so naughty and mischievous, I think he's probably spoiled. I don't believe I can't deal with him..."
Yinzuo now has only Hongxu as his only child. Although he always says that he doesn't spoil his children, you can tell how credible his words are when you see how relaxed Hongxu is in front of Yinzuo. Yinzuo always thought that it was inevitable for children to be a little naughty, but now it seems that he really has to teach this kid a lesson.
As the saying goes, a tree will not grow straight without pruning. In order to prevent Hongxu, the little tree, from growing crooked, Yinzuo not only took great pains but also made up his mind. Aren't you naughty and active? Okay, then let's increase the amount of daily exercise. You know Changchunyuan, it's not too much to run around the perimeter every day, right?
Aren't you always too playful to study? Okay, then let's copy the book. You know that unique and ingenious technique of yours, the "Dafa" (Dafa) is a hundred and twenty times, right? From now on, whatever you learn in the study, come back and copy it for me. They say a good memory is worse than a bad pen. If you can't memorize it, copying it for a hundred and ten years will definitely let you remember it, right? It doesn't matter if you can't remember it, just do it a hundred and twenty times.
Before Yinzuo started to implement this plan, Lian Tianhongxu didn't take it seriously. After all, running around Changchun Garden was no different from a spring outing to the energetic little guy. As for copying books, although he found it annoying, fortunately, he didn't have much to learn and he could finish it if he gritted his teeth.
Isn't there a saying that the most difficult thing is not the beginning, but the persistence after the beginning? The little prince who was raised in luxury since childhood had never experienced such hardship. After a long time, Hongxu could not hold on any longer. It should be said that Hongxu and Yinzuo are worthy of being father and son. The other party never makes things difficult for himself when encountering problems, which is obviously inherited from Yinzuo.
"Ah, can I not get up early tomorrow and run outside? You don't know that the soles of my feet are all blistered. It hurts when I walk."
Yinzuo had someone treat the blistered soles of the little guy's feet at night while he was sleeping. He knew exactly what the situation was, but he also knew that he must not be soft-hearted at this time, otherwise all his previous efforts would be in vain.
"Of course... No, Hongxu, do you know why soldiers in the barracks run every day but never get blisters on their feet?"
Hongxu is at most a six or seven-year-old child who has been living a life of luxury since childhood and has to be carried by others even if the distance is a little far. It would be strange if he knew all this. Yinzuo saw the little guy shaking his head and called him to his side, pointing at his feet.
"Actually, their feet would get blisters from the shoes at first, but they stopped getting blisters later because..."
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