Unexpectedly, the little fellow ignored the bright red rattle in her hand, stubbornly lay down, and grabbed the crystal osmanthus cake on the plate with all his strength.
“Hahahahahaha…”
Even Madam Yang couldn't help laughing so hard that she fell forward and backward. Su Nuannuan had originally covered her eyes with one hand, with her fingers opening a gap to look at her son, but when she saw the second thing he grabbed, she simply covered her eyes with both hands: It's over, it's over, now the reputation of the family of foodies is confirmed, she cried to death, she has no face to live. Just think about it, if she goes to a noble mansion in the future, the host will shout at the top of his voice as soon as he sees them, "Hurry... Hurry up and serve the snacks, the eldest lady and brother from the Anping Marquis's Mansion are coming..."
The future that Su Nuannuan imagined almost made her cry, and suddenly she heard Mrs. Yang beside her say in surprise: "Oh, she grabbed another small wooden sword."
Wooden sword? What does that mean? Hobby of playing with swords and sticks? Wait, can things like swords and guns be placed on the table for the zhua zhou ceremony? Aren't weapons considered unlucky?
Su Nuannuan let go of her hand, but heard Duan Maoming shouting, "I made it. I carved that wooden sword for my brother. Yeah!" Needless to say, he learned this fashionable word from Su Nuannuan.
Facts have proved that Duan Xiaozheng is absolutely greedy. After grabbing the small wooden sword, without even looking at it, he stretched out his little claws to the big wolf-hair brush that his father specially picked for him.
In order to attract his son's attention, the young marquis took great pains with this wolf-hair brush and specially painted the pen holder red. Finally, his efforts paid off as his son saw it, and the young marquis felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey.
"This brat."
Su Nuannuan had a sad face. Her son didn't pick on anything she made. Was her craftsmanship so bad? Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Duan Xiaozheng walking with his short legs. He ran to her and shouted "Mom, Mom" happily. He stuffed the brush and the small wooden sword into her arms. He looked at her with a pair of big eyes like black grapes, and said loudly in a not very clear voice: "Give... give to mom... give to mom..."
"Good baby."
Su Nuannuan's heart suddenly melted, and she hugged her son and gave him a big kiss. Just as she was about to praise him, she saw Duan Maozheng turn around, take the carp steamed bun and crystal osmanthus cake from Aunt Jiang's hand, and put the steamed bun into her mouth. She was still soft and chewy and yelled: "Mom, eat!" Then he stuffed the osmanthus cake in his other little hand into Duan Tingxuan's mouth: "Daddy, eat."
"Haha, thank you so much, son."
Su Nuannuan's mouth twitched. The smile on her face was uglier than crying. Amid the jeers of "eat, eat, eat", she took a bite of the steamed bun with a shy face. Before she could chew it, she saw the little guy put the steamed bun in front of Duan Maoming's brothers and said, "Brother...eat!"
"Okay, my brother gave it to us. We should eat it."
Duan Maoming was a man who loved to be lively. Seeing his younger brother being so righteous, he had to give him face. So he took the steamed bun and gave a piece to each of his brothers and two sisters. Then the carp steamed bun was gone.
It's over. The eldest wife's reputation as a foodie will never be reversed.
Su Nuannuan sighed in her heart. Duan Xiaozheng blinked his eyes and found that he had nothing to give to others, but there were obviously two people who had not been taken care of. So he came to Madam Yang and stretched out his white and tender little fingers. He said in a baby voice: "Grandma, there is nothing left... chew... chew your fingers."
The people around laughed again, and there were many exclamations of surprise in the laughter. They all said that this child was too smart, and was so thoughtful that he offered his fingers when he had nothing to eat. Is this a one-year-old child? Normally, children of four or five years old would not be so meticulous.
Madam Yang gently sucked the white and tender fingertips of her great-grandson, and smiled as if a flower had bloomed on her face. Duan Xiaozheng seemed to be even more excited by the compliment, and then he gave two fingertips to Aunt Jing and Aunt Jiang, which made the two women burst into tears.
Although the first and second things were the only food on the table, her son's subsequent behavior restored some dignity, and the grandmother felt comforted. Then the wet nurse picked up Duan Maozheng and followed Madam Yang and others back to the main house of Old Lady Fang.
Hearing about the four things Duan Maozheng caught, Old Lady Fang couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my God, this... If I remember correctly, Xuan'er caught these four things that day, right?"
"Yes, old lady." Madam Yang nodded and smiled. Seeing Su Nuannuan staring at Duan Tingxuan with wide eyes, she smiled and said, "Why? Didn't your husband tell you? On that day, he also grabbed two kinds of food, and then he grabbed a knife and a pen. What about now? Although he hasn't achieved anything great, at least he is both civil and military, so what are you worried about?"
"Mother, I... I don't even know about this, how can I tell Nuannuan?" The young marquis obviously had no memory of what happened when he was one year old. He quickly clarified it and then asked doubtfully: "But... did I really catch these four things when I was a child?"
"How could it be wrong? The old lady and I both remember it."
Mrs. Yang finished speaking with a smile, and there was already a sound of congratulations from all around. Everyone said, "The Crown Prince is so young, yet he is highly regarded by the Emperor. This is already remarkable. Zheng will surely be even better than him."
After talking like this for a long time, Su Nuannuan became happy. She hugged her son and kissed him twice, and whispered, "Son, I don't ask for you to surpass your father. It's enough for you to surpass your father a little bit in the future. You don't need to surpass him too much. First, it's not easy; second, your father will feel embarrassed."
Then a banquet was held in the mansion of the Marquis. After three rounds of wine and five dishes, some casual acquaintances said goodbye and left. The rest, who had close contacts with the Anping Marquis' Mansion, stayed until dusk and left.
After a busy day, Su Nuannuan felt exhausted. She returned to Chunfeng Garden and took off her gorgeous red dress without saying a word, and also removed all the pearls and jade on her head. Duan Maozheng was also taken to her room by the wet nurse. The little guy was the protagonist today and was very sleepy at this time. He fell asleep in the wet nurse's arms without knowing it.
"No matter what, this matter is finally over." Su Nuannuan stretched her neck and leaned into her husband's arms: "You don't know, I was scared to death when the little thing grabbed those two things before. Later, I heard from my mother-in-law that you also grabbed these things at the beginning, and I was relieved. If Zheng Ge'er can have your emotional intelligence and IQ, I will be satisfied."
"Don't worry, our son won't go too far." Duan Tingxuan stroked his wife's hair with a gentle smile on his face: "If you feel sleepy, take a nap. I'll call you after dinner."
"Yeah!" Su Nuannuan nodded, her eyes slowly closed, but she murmured, "You saw Aunt Jiang coming here today. You may not have noticed Aunt Jing's haggardness. I think that although Aunt Jiang was wrong and there was a life on her body, she was ultimately trying to protect herself. Even... she saved me and Zheng Ge'er, otherwise who knows if there were people with bad intentions who could hurt me? So... I thought that Chuan Ge'er was getting older and his mind was more focused on studying, so he couldn't be with her day and night. It would be better to let Aunt Jiang leave the Buddhist temple every three or five days to help Aunt Jing, and then help deal with things every other day, or in the morning, and go to the Buddhist temple to practice in the afternoon. This way, she won't feel that her long life is hard to bear, what do you think?"
"Okay, you decide. Originally I said that it depends on her performance. If she behaves herself and sincerely repents, and won't use such means again in the future, it's okay to let her come out a few times." Duan Tingxuan said lightly as he played with a strand of his wife's hair wrapped around his fingers.
"That's right." Su Nuannuan stretched out her legs comfortably, changed her position in her husband's arms, closed her eyes and smiled, "Ever since Xu Ranyun died and Xue Zhilan went crazy, the old lady thought that there was something wrong with the feng shui of our first house. Madam Min was smart and knew where the root was. She originally said that she would let a distant relative become the concubine of the second house, but after Xu Ranyun died, she didn't even mention it. It was a good thing for the second brother's wife, and I didn't get to see the fun. That's fine, but the most hateful thing is that the guy came to thank me specially, saying that it was the bloody lesson of the first house that made Madam Min recognize the reality and saved the second house from a tragedy. Tell me, what's the difference between this and stabbing me in the face?"
Duan Tingxuan smiled and said, "You have always been a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although you complain about your second brother and his wife, you are obviously very happy. I know what you are thinking. You see, your second brother and his wife are no longer thinking about the position of the crown prince, and they seem to have turned over a new leaf. You just hope that they can live in harmony, right?"
"Nonsense, who said that?" Su Nuannuan opened her eyes, waved her arms and shouted, "Who said I have a sharp tongue but a soft heart? Humph! I just sighed casually. No matter what, it's time to let them see the harmony of our first house. Although Xu Ranyun and Xue Zhilan are dead and crazy, at least we still have Aunt Jiang and Aunt Jing. They will not compete with me for you, and prove my virtue to the world."
"Hmm! Are you sure they won't let slip your shrewd roar while proving your virtue to others?"
"Duan Tingxuan, you don't miss me at all, do you?"
The grandmother was furious and stood up to beat her husband, but she suddenly heard someone talking outside the door. She stopped and asked outside, "What's the matter?"
The door curtain was lifted, and Guizhi, who was beside Shi Yurou, walked in. She bowed and smiled, "Grandma, our grandma said she felt a little sick after returning from the North Courtyard. We asked a doctor to see her, and it turned out that she was pregnant. So I specially ordered this servant to come and tell you the good news."
Su Nuannuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "Not bad, not bad, that's great. Your grandma is the same, why are you in such a hurry to come to me to announce the good news? Such a good thing should be let the old lady know first, go and report it quickly."
Guizhi left happily. The couple looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Su Nuannuan continued to lie back on her husband's legs and chuckled, "Not bad, not bad. Now the second room will be quiet. It's really good."
"Good days are ahead, let's take our time." The young marquis smiled, leaned over and kissed Su Nuannuan gently on the forehead: "I'll be with you."
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