On the surface.
"My sixth brother is too fat; he doesn't even have a neck. Neither I nor my two older brothers are like that, so I don't like him."
This three-headed little boy is best at talking nonsense with a straight face. His jealous look is much cuter than when he was a good boy, which made Lin Yuqiao hug him and rub him for a while.
Among the older boys, Nao Nao is the least resistant to Lin Yu Qiao's "affection." He likes being held in his mother's arms and having sweet nothings said to him. He's used to being hugged, kissed on the cheek, and had his hands touched. Now, in order to beat Liu Liu, who is "unbelievably fat," he's even willing to have his belly rubbed.
Nao Nao was in Lin Yuqiao's arms, her eyes closed, her hand on her stomach, doing whatever she wanted.
His cooperation made Lin Yuqiao even more adorable. Compared to Mengmeng's strong resistance and obedient avoidance, Naonao, who allowed her to freely express her maternal love, was truly an angel.
Mengmeng played with Liu Liu for a while, then noticed that Lin Yuqiao was still looking at him with a troubled expression. Feeling uneasy under her gaze, Mengmeng took the initiative to speak, "Mother, is something the matter?"
"It's alright, it's alright."
Lin Yuqiao shook her head violently for a while, then looked away with an embarrassed smile. After a while, she came closer again. "No, something's wrong."
"Mother, just say what you want to say. How will Third Brother know if you don't tell him?"
Guai Guai couldn't help but chime in from the side.
Well, although it was a little awkward for her, as a mother, to say this to her son, considering that Mengmeng was approaching puberty, and that teachers in this era didn't teach sex education, and that her husband wasn't very reliable and only knew how to push women onto the child (Liu Heng: You're the unreliable one ==), she still had to do it to impart more scientific physiological knowledge to Mengmeng.
"In the blink of an eye, Mengmeng has grown up now. I still remember you when you were little, so cute, just like Liu Liu, soft and fluffy when you held me in your arms."
Lin Yuqiao laid the groundwork at the beginning to avoid being abrupt and going straight to the point.
Nao Nao and Guai Guai were covering their mouths and chuckling. From childhood to adulthood, Meng Meng had always been an older brother figure whom they both respected and looked up to. Even Guai Guai had long forgotten what Meng Meng looked like when he was a child.
Now, listening to their mother's words and with Liu Liu as a ready-made reference, they all began to imagine what their third brother looked like when he was a child.
Thinking back to when Third Brother was just like Six Six, drooling and chubby, Nao Nao and Guai Guai were very curious about him.
"Since Mother thinks that your son has grown up, from now on you shall call your son Liu Yang."
Mengmeng had a faint, uneasy feeling, but for the eighth time, he begged his mother not to call him by his nickname anymore. He was the Crown Prince, after all; he had to be mindful of his image. He was such a grown man; it was so embarrassing to be called by a nickname like Liu Liu.
"Mengmeng, your mother wants to tell you that if you feel hair suddenly growing on a certain part of your body, or if you have any unusual sensations at night, don't be afraid or bothered. These are all normal and a necessary part of growing up..."
Before Lin Yuqiao could finish speaking, Guai Guai's shoulders trembled, looking like she couldn't stand it, "What Mother said was disgusting..."
Suddenly hair starts growing all over my body, what the heck is that?
Hearing Lin Yuqiao's words, Mengmeng's face turned red, and she almost had the urge to cover her face.
Even with his usual calm and collected personality, he was often driven to the brink of collapse by his eccentric mother.
Not daring to let her mother continue, Mengmeng saw her mother about to speak again and immediately stopped her, "Mother, I know everything, please don't say anymore..."
Please stop talking, Mengmeng felt that the topic was definitely not going to go well from here on out.
"Oh, don't be shy. I'm your mother. I've seen you naked when you were little. I still occasionally take out your portrait from when you were one year old to reminisce."
Unexpectedly, her son was so easily embarrassed. Lin Yuqiao, touched by his cuteness, pinched his cheek and looked at him with a smile.
No longer caring about Guai Guai and Nao Nao laughing uncontrollably at the words "naked bottom," Meng Meng opened his eyes wide in horror. He knew that his mother must have had his father paint such a shameful portrait of him back then.
Thinking about how Nao Nao was completely naked when he was little and was drawn on the bed, Meng Meng felt like banging his head on the ground. The fact that such a scene was preserved was simply shameful. He covered his face and couldn't look his mother in the eye anymore.
Goodness, when Nao Nao was a child, in addition to their father giving them a formal name, he and their mother would paint a portrait of them, a completely nude one.
At first, when the baby was well-behaved, the father was just going along with the mother. But when the baby started to whine, the father was clearly enjoying it too. It's easy to imagine that when the baby turned sixty-six, the father wouldn't be able to escape it either.
When Mengmeng saw the portrait of Guai Guai as a child, she had a bad feeling. Guai Guai and Nao Nao both had it, so could it be that he had it too?
Mengmeng kept trying to avoid the topic, telling himself that it was his mother's sudden idea when she was little, and he dared not think about this terrible fact.
Now that his mother had finally told him that he had also been painted nude, Mengmeng suddenly felt that the sky had turned gray.
Why did those heartless parents paint such a shameful portrait?! Mengmeng wailed inwardly, her expression unusually calm.
Lin Yuqiao caught him and stole a kiss on the cheek. Then, she proudly explained to him, "You can't see the portraits of you when you were little, but when you get married, your mother will give them all to you as gifts for growing up. They'll be valuable and worth treasuring, right? If you want, you can look at them with your wives, that would be even more meaningful. You'll also pass this tradition down in the future, and then you can put the father and son's first birthday portraits together, how loving that would be."
Mengmeng was completely exasperated. Who would want to keep it? He vowed that the first thing he would do after getting the portrait was to destroy the evidence.
"So, my dear Mengmeng, you're still young. Don't get interested in the palace maids around you, and don't get interested in the eunuchs either. But if you really can't stand it, tell your mother, and I'll find a way to solve it for you. Don't try to solve it on your own!"
Lin Yuqiao's words were both direct and subtle, and she didn't know if Mengmeng could understand them. Looking at Mengmeng's expression of disbelief, she was a little confused.
"Don't worry, Mother, I know what I'm doing."
With a sigh, Mengmeng knew that if he didn't say he knew, his mother wouldn't let it go, so she could only make a serious promise.
To be honest, he really didn't understand why his father, such a proper and self-disciplined person, would have liked his mother, who was so eccentric. Although he loved his mother very much, he often felt overwhelmed.
Knowing that Mengmeng was a good boy who kept his word, Lin Yuqiao was completely relieved. She would absolutely not agree to her son having sex so early. Mengmeng's shy demeanor was so adorable; she was determined to be a chaste mother for life!
**
Before Mengmeng's wedding, Lin Yuqiao and Liu Heng called him to their side.
"Son, you've grown up so much now, sob..."
Before she could finish speaking, Lin Yuqiao burst into tears. She felt as if the cabbage she had worked so hard to grow was about to be eaten by a pig.
"We have a gift that we've treasured for many years to give you. It's very meaningful, so please accept it carefully."
Liu Heng put his arm around Lin Yuqiao and finished speaking for her.
Mengmeng had a look of relief on her face, as if she had finally arrived.
Soon, no one will ever see his portrait again. Not even one from when he was a year old; that's his principle.
"Waaah, Mengmeng, don't destroy the portrait! The one we gave you is a copy. Your father and I will keep the original for the rest of our lives."
Lin Yuqiao added while crying.
Pfft, Mengmeng choked on a mouthful of blood.
Don't do this to him! *slams the floor*
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