Hearing her mother say this, Fu Cha Rongyun felt warm in her heart. Fortunately, she met a good mother-in-law and a good husband, otherwise she would probably be like other women in the harem, either guarding an empty room or guarding against various schemes.
Soon, Nanny Song came out holding a medium-sized wooden box.
Wen Mianmian asked Nanny Song to open it and show Rongyun the portrait of Xuanxuan as a child.
Nanny Song flipped through the bottom page and found a very thick book.
That’s right, Wen Mianmian made these little portraits into a small book with the children’s names written on the cover, almost like a photo album.
Wen Mianmian held the child and said with a smile, "Take a look."
Fucha Rongyun took it.
Then he slowly opened the page and started reading.
The first picture shows Xuanxuan lying on the ground after falling down when he was a child, with two people of the same size as him next to him.
From their appearance, you can vaguely recognize that they are Tiantian and Chenchen.
Because they still look somewhat similar now as they did when they were children, they can be distinguished at a glance.
Later, they were sliding on the slide in the yard and were punished to stand in the corner. Seeing their aggrieved looks, Fu Cha Rongyun couldn't tell that they were so cute when they were young.
They are really adorable. Later on, there are many of them who laughed, cried, and were punished. There are also some who are six or seven years old, eight or nine years old. However, most of them are Xuanxuan's. After reading these, Fu Cha Rongyun seemed to have witnessed the childhood of the Second Prince with her own eyes.
She didn't expect her mother to be so thoughtful and to record every detail of their childhood in the form of portraits.
"Mother, how did you come up with the idea of using portraits to record these things?"
Ordinary people usually don’t think about these things. It has been more than a year since Fu Cha Rongyun married her own grandfather. Every time she chats with her mother, she will have many different insights and new things.
She also learned a lot of useful things in the process, and she seemed to understand why her mother could remain in favor forever.
My mother's ideas are really different from theirs, and she feels very comfortable when she is with her. She has been married for so long, but her mother has never set any rules for her.
You have to know that when my eldest sister-in-law first got married, she had to go to my mother-in-law every day to set rules, and she would be gone for most of the day.
She had made preparations when she first got married, but she didn't expect that her mother was so approachable and kind. Every time she came to pay her respects to her mother, her mother was always kind to her, and never said anything bad about her or set any rules for her.
She really felt that she was lucky.
"The purpose of recording these is to record every little detail of their childhood, so that when they grow up, they can look back and recall them."
"Mother, this is a great idea. I'll do the same for Yongyu in the future. I'll draw his childhood appearance and show it to them when he grows up."
As she said this, she handed the small portrait she had just finished looking at back to Nanny Song, and she looked a little reluctant to part with it.
She really thought her grandfather was so cute and fun when he was a child, and she wished she could have a copy of him.
But she was too embarrassed to ask her mother for it.
Wen Mianmian seemed to understand what she meant and said with a smile, "Take this and show it to Xuanxuan."
"Ah..." Fucha Rongyun was still a little stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she said, "Mother, is this bad?"
If she takes this book away, my mother will no longer have it.
She just saw that every book here is different. This one belongs to her grandfather and his name is written on it.
"No, I still have these. These were originally meant to be given to them when they grow up. You are her wife and you have a good relationship. I believe Xuanxuan won't mind."
Fucha Rongyun hugged the little statue tightly in her hand and said with a smile, "Thank you very much, mother."
"What's there to thank me for? We're all family. It's more important than anything else that you and Xuanxuan have a good relationship. I don't ask for anything else, I just hope that you two can understand and tolerate each other, and that your relationship can always be this good. That's more important than anything else."
Fucha Rongyun nodded seriously, "Yes, we will."
The two chatted and laughed for the whole afternoon, and the Fourth Master happened to come to Zizhuyuan at this time.
Wen Mianmian was not surprised to see the Fourth Master.
Fu Cha Rongyun saw her father coming and quickly stood up.
"Greetings to Ama."
The Fourth Master didn't expect that Xuanxuan's wife would be here. When he saw Yongyu sleeping in Mianmian's arms, he understood.
I guess Mianmian missed Yongyu so she asked Xuanxuan's wife to bring him over.
"Get up."
Wen Mianmian called Yongyu's wet nurse and asked her to take the child inside to rest.
Seeing this, Fucha Rongyun quickly said, "Mother, Father, the child has fallen asleep. I'd better take him back to rest. Besides, it's getting late."
Now that her father was here, she couldn't stay here any longer.
Wen Mianmian looked at the sky and saw that it was indeed getting late, so she said, "Okay, then you can take the child back and come back another day."
"Yes, I'll take my leave then." After saying that, she took the child back to her own courtyard.
After she left, the Fourth Master sat next to Wen Mianmian and held her hand.
"What are you talking about? You look so happy." The Fourth Master gently pinched her hand while speaking.
"We were just looking at Xuanxuan's childhood portrait. We didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, Xuanxuan has become a father, and we, the master, have grown old." Wen Mianmian joked with him with a smile.
"Old? I think Mianmian is still the same as before. How can she be older?" The Fourth Master said as he looked at her delicate and fair face carefully.
"That's because I know how to take care of my skin, otherwise my face would probably be full of wrinkles." Wen Mianmian smiled with some pride when she said this.
In fact, skin care is only one aspect, but the most important thing is that the spiritual fruits in the space play a big role.
If there were no spiritual fruits in the space, fine lines would appear on her face no matter how well she took care of her skin.
Just look at Fu Jin's appearance and you will know. She works hard day and night, and the fatigue and fine lines on her face cannot be covered up no matter how much makeup she uses. On the contrary, using too much will have the opposite effect and make her look older.
"That's true. Mianmian, please keep going." The Fourth Master raised his hand and pinched her face. The feeling was still the same as before, very good.
Wen Mianmian quickly slapped his hand away. They were still in the yard and it would be embarrassing if someone saw them.
"Let's go inside. It's getting dark outside."
The Fourth Master stood up and took Mianmian's hand and walked into the house.
Shancha and the others didn't dare to go in and disturb them, so they could only stand a few meters outside the door.
The two returned to the house and cuddled together.
"Mianmian likes children so much, why don't we have another one?" The Fourth Master's words were mostly meant to be sarcastic.
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