If the little fat boy knew what they were thinking, he would probably jump up and shout, "Daddy is not dead!"
The little fat boy didn't tie his hair up, and occasionally some strands of hair would stick to his fair face, making it itchy and making him always stretch out his little hands to scratch them.
The yamen runners saw how hard he was working and envied his bulging cheeks.
Everyone pushed each other and wanted to help him, but we were all grown men and none of us had ever helped a child tie his hair.
Afraid of hurting him.
Before they were about to make a move, the helpers arrived to catch up.
He first gave the little guy a few buns with thin skin, rich fillings, and fresh and delicious taste, and then he took out a comb from his arms and started combing the little fat boy's hair with ease.
His movements were smooth and effortless, leaving several grown men stunned.
Wei Yang felt their envious eyes and couldn't help feeling a little proud. He had practiced hard to achieve this.
Among the twelve Earthly Branches, no one knows them better than him.
Otherwise, he would not be able to compete for the position of old doctor's assistant, a position that allowed him to appear before His Majesty with dignity.
The little fat boy's eating habits were really appetizing. He first said thank you to his brother Wei Yang before taking the bun and starting to eat.
He was used to being served and didn't feel embarrassed at all.
The little fat boy first bit a small hole in the bun, sucked the gravy inside, and then ate the bun cleanly one bite at a time.
His cheeks were plump, as if there were two lumps of flesh stuffed in them all the time.
Now that I have really eaten something, I look like a bun.
Several people rubbed their fingers at the same time, wanting to pinch it to see if it felt the same softness.
When he ate, even the emperor, who didn't like to eat, had a big appetite.
What about them?
Zhang Yun even swallowed his saliva. He had clearly eaten in the morning, so why was he still so hungry?
The group of people stared at him with such intense gazes that the little fat boy looked back.
They want to eat too, but the fish also want to eat.
Although he was reluctant to let go, he was a grateful person and would be good to whoever was good to him.
The little fat boy knew that these people had been protecting him.
The sweet, soft, white and cute little one raised the bun in his hand with a look of reluctance on his face and said, "Give it to brother."
He was actually swallowing his saliva while looking at the buns.
Wei Yang was very unhappy, "Young Master, they are so old now, they can buy it themselves."
A few grown men actually wanted to snatch the food from their little prince, huh!
Of course, the adults didn’t have this idea, but the little guy was so cute that they couldn’t help but want to tease him.
No one took Wei Yang's words to heart. After all, they would be unhappy if a grown man drooled over his own child's food.
"Just eat the fish, brothers, you won't be hungry."
Wei Yang curled his lips, and the unshaven man called himself his brother.
However, Wei Yang still felt better because they didn't take the little prince's food.
After learning from yesterday's lesson, Wei Yang stayed by the little guy's side the whole time.
This will prevent anyone from offending the little prince without any eyes.
He is tall and strong, unlike the little fat boy who is just a small lump.
The little fat boy felt sorry for him when he saw him sitting in the shed with his hands huddled together.
He is very well behaved and caring now.
She stood on tiptoe to wipe the dust off Wei Yang's forehead. Wei Yang was both terrified and surprised.
How could he have such qualifications!
"Brother, come home and wait here." The little fat boy looked straight at Wei Yang with his bright big eyes.
Wei Yang laughed so hard that his teeth were exposed. He didn't even notice his colleagues shooting cold arrows at him, he just kept laughing.
This smile is so familiar to the little fat boy.
He was looking out the window, wondering why people always go crazy when they see fish.
Do fish have magical powers that can drive people crazy?
The little fat boy is such a lively and cute child. He has always been naughty and active, and his butt is never idle for a moment.
Apart from three meals a day, I never see my butt touching the stool.
But in order to wait for his beloved father, the little guy refused to move.
I don’t know how a child can have such good concentration and sit for a whole day.
More than ten days passed, and he was still waiting for the person who would never come.
The setting sun melts gold, and the evening clouds merge into one.
When the afterglow of the sun shone obliquely on the little guy's face, it gave him a layer of golden color.
No matter whether it was Wei Yang in public or the people in secret, they didn't dare to even look at the little guy.
I was afraid that he would be dejected and tearful.
"Dad didn't come to see me today. I'll come tomorrow." The little fat boy patted his butt and said this with a smile.
Wei Yang looked at him.
Can children hide their emotions from adults?
No.
The corners of the little fat boy's mouth were turned up, but the loss and sadness in his eyes were so full that they were about to overflow.
Wei Yang really wanted to tell the little prince that His Majesty might come to pick you up in a year or two.
Your Highness, please don't wait any longer.
But he can't.
"Okay, come back tomorrow." Wei Yang said this in an almost hoarse voice.
"When will brother Wo wake up?" the little fat boy asked him, pulling the hem of Wei Yang's clothes.
Wei Yang wanted to hold his hand, but the little guy treated him like his own companion.
Feeling sorry for them and not wanting them to bend over, he kept pulling at their clothes.
Wei Yang thought of Jia Yi's bloody body, and the fact that an assassin had indeed poisoned the sword that day, but he still insisted on running away with His Highness.
His skin and flesh were almost worn away, and his internal organs also suffered varying degrees of injuries.
Fortunately, Your Majesty has allocated a lot of precious medicines.
But Jiayi must be transferred, otherwise His Highness will want Jiayi to take him back to Dazhao.
Then your majesty will fail at the last moment.
Thinking of this, he smiled innocently and said, "I don't know either. Young Master, you should go ask the old doctor!"
It would be better to ask this question to Doctor Zhao, as he didn't want to lie to the little prince.
Doctor Zhao: I xxxxx you.
The little fat boy stopped asking questions and walked back quietly.
As soon as we arrived at the clinic, we were surrounded by many adults with children.
The little fat boy thought that many people were sick today, so he let go of Wei Yang and said, "Brother, please help me."
He asked Wei Yang to go and help the old doctor.
He doesn't remember, but Weiyang may remember.
Aren't these kids the ones who bullied His Highness?
Before he could answer the little prince's question, the sharp-eyed people noticed him at once.
"This is the old doctor's grandson. What a handsome man he is!"
A woman raised her hand and gestured to touch the little guy's cheek, but the little fat boy grabbed his legs and quickly dodged.
Seeing this, the woman was a little unhappy, but when she thought of the purpose of her visit today, she forced a smile.
"Child, I'm here today to apologize with my son. Shi Tou, come over here and apologize to the little guy!"
She raised her eyebrows, and a boy of seven or eight years old came over and said stiffly, "I'm sorry."
The woman laughed and said, "Look, Shitou has apologized to you, so please don't hold a grudge against him, okay? Children speak without restraint..."
"I don't want it."
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