1553 Chapter 152: Bigger than Nan Ling

www.novelhall.com, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!Xiaowaer scratched her head in front of herself, pitiful.

Liu Yusheng sighed, knowing her son Mo Ruomo, her son, who had the courage to borrow from the world, and the cows were terrible. Apart from their relatives, there was nothing he was afraid of in this world.

"Your temperament is playful and playful, and your mother knows it, but playfulness also needs to be proportionate, too unscrupulous, it is arrogant. You must know how to grasp it, croton, you are the child of the Nanling King, everything you do, outside It will be magnified in people's eyes. The mother does not need you to be a model, but at least, you must be worthy of the word Nanling above your head."

Croton raised his eyes and looked at the mother who had been so focused on his words for the first time, and there was a slight doubt on the small face, "But father and mother also said to the baby that the child can be carefree at this age. You can be forgiven even if you are in trouble. Isn’t it just these few years that you can play wildly? I won’t be like this when I grow up."

Why does the mother-in-law say something different now?

He is playing as he pleases, walking according to his own heart, is this wrong?He didn't harm anyone.

"Daddy and Dad have said those words and said that you have the willful power of your age. Even if you are in trouble, you will be supported by your father and mother. That is because we all believe in your conduct. This is the pampering of your father and mother. . But pampering does not mean connivance, and also willfulness does not mean indulgence. The difference between these requires your own experience to distinguish and grasp."

Xiaowaer was in deep contemplation, her brow furrowed tightly, and the doubts in her eyes still gathered.

Feng Qingbai reached out and patted Xiao Wa'er's head, "If you become a major event, you should understand calmness and restraint. Otherwise, if you are overconfident, you will be arrogant."

Croton was shocked and looked at his father.

"It's late, let's rest in the past. Don't quarrel with Qiqi, he was injured."

"Dad, what's wrong with Qiqi? Who bullied him?!" When he heard that Qiqi was injured, Croton was anxious and his eyes were fierce.

"I'll talk about it afterwards, go on." The man's voice was slightly cool, and the look in Croton's eyes was the same.

After watching Dad for a moment, Croton backed his lips out.

There was no argument this time, nor did I play coquettishly with my mother, it was very quiet.

Looking at his son who was really obediently going out, Liu Yusheng was uneasy again, "Feng Qingbai, would you say that what we just said is too heavy? Croton is less than six years old..."

"Sheng Sheng, in the royal family, the six-year-old baby is no longer naive."

"I know that it is good for him to start being stern now." Liu Yusheng sighed and leaned on the man's shoulder. "Do you say that you are the same as a mother, and you know that you should be strict, but you will always have an unrestricted heart?" "

"Well, this is probably the case with loving mothers." The man looked down and smiled at her.

"Then I can't be a strict mother."

"Anyway, there is a strict father."

Liu Yusheng looked up and smiled into the man's eyes, drowning in his eyes.

"Dad, mother, you are ashamed again, I'm not asleep yet."

Ruan Nuo Nuo's voice came from the bed. When the two adults turned around, they saw that the little girl in the bed pretended to cover her eyes and smiled.

"I'm still awake at this time, and my spirit is so good, the mother-in-law will tickle you."

"No, my dear, Red Bean is asleep! Hahaha!" Xiaowaer burrowed into the bed without moving, only laughter came from the quilt.

The couple was soft on their faces.

"You rest with Hongdou, I will go back after finishing things." Watching the woman climbed up, kissed on the cheek of his wife and daughter, Feng Qingbai walked out of the tent.

When Wei Zi caught someone over there, he wanted to try it immediately, so as not to grow a branch outside the festival.

Thinking of Qiqi being wounded by flute sound and vomiting blood, the wind and cypress eyes narrowed slightly, and the light was extremely cold.

When he walked to the door of Xiaopengzi, the man paused, looked at the faint light leaking inside, and talked down the volume of the sound, and finally did not walk in and started to leave.

In the tent, Croton squatted by the carpet and looked at the sleeping man, his mouth tightly squeezed.

"Cousin, Qiqi's face is so white, is it really okay?"

"It's really okay. Your mother-in-law has already seen it. You still don't believe her medicine? Waking up tomorrow morning, Qiqi will be as healthy as before." Feng Mohan sighed and answered the same for the fifth time. The words, "Why didn't you see it before, you little devil's head is so nagging."

"Hush, be quiet, don't wake up Qiqi!" Xiaowaer immediately glared at him.

Feng Mohan, "..."

He really convinced this little ancestor. When he came back, he had to leave. When he saw that Xiaowaer had a bad expression, he kindly stayed.

The master comforter who has been doing so for a long time does not say that he is still rejected by all kinds of people when he looks back. He has never seen anyone who is more difficult to serve than this little ancestor.

"You said that Qiqi was injured by a flute player?" Xiaowaer was silent for a moment, and asked again.

"Yes, little ancestor, I have answered many times!"

"You said it might be, but it must be."

"...I didn't know it at first. Later, when I got close to hear the flute, I can only infer this way." He also asked the uncle afterwards, didn't the uncle didn't answer his words, or he would Was it a little devil?"But after your dad attacked that person, the flute broke, so I am sure that the injury to July 7 must have something to do with flute. Xiaozuzong eh, let me go, ask so clearly why? Adults deal with it, you don’t need a little doll to blend in with you."

"Is that the one who got me back?"

"Probably--" Feng Mohan lengthened his tone and rolled his eyes secretly.

The little fart boy really adds gold to his face, don’t know when he is not there?People obviously dragged Wei Zi back.

Originally thinking that he was so yin and yang, Xiaowaer would definitely resent him, who knows that he hasn't waited for a long time to move.

Feng Mohan raised his head and saw that Xiao Wa'er's face was half buried in his arm, and the eyes of the ordinary elf were all red.

Is this... crying, crying?

"Oh, feed my little ancestor!" Feng Mohan scared the whole person backwards and fell on the ground, "No, it's not my business, it's not my crying devil, cousin, uncle, Auntie!—"

"Cousin, don't quarrel." Xiaowaer glared at him, frowning.

Feng Mohan gazed at him, looked carefully at Xiaowaer for a long while, and got up to pat his butt, "Croton, it's getting late. The cousin will leave first. You have to rest early."

The back of the man's departure looked like he had escaped.

The curtain hung down in the air because of the man's excessive panic.

"It's the Emperor Nanling, so counseling." Xiaowaer muttered twice, then turned his head to look at the little baby sleeping on the carpet.