Chapter 1093

"Young master, everything is normal."

Mo Fei took back his hand, but he was at a loss.

"All right?"

He put his hand on the top of his eldest son's forehead. This is the eldest son's direct grandson of Shuo's mansion. He is also the eldest son of Shuo's mansion who was granted by the emperor.

But what's the matter? The child just doesn't talk.

Now several children are beginning to talk, but this one, since childhood, even cry is rare. In the past, they can also say that this is due to his personality, just a too quiet child.

But when several children are babbling, the child began to be a little special.

Brand Heng thought to hold the eldest son up, and then let him stand on his legs.

"Brother Xiao, are you so unwilling to say a word to your father?"

And Xiao Ge'er is to open a pair of big eyes, or sipping his small mouth.

At this time, he put a hand above his small head, and then gently rubbed her small head.

Xiao elder brother son raises small head, be to see Shen Qing Ci to his face that smile.

But all of a sudden, he saw his mother's eyes actually rolled down a tear bead.

"Don't cry," he comforted Shen Qingci. "Mo Fei has said that he will be OK. Some children in this world are slow to speak."

Shen Qingci carefully hugged the eldest son. Since childhood, we have taken care of Yi Ge'er, and it is my fault that we have less care for their brothers.

She gently stroked her eldest son's small face, but she did not find him strange. Up to now, she knew that he was silent.

Shen Qingci was very sad and distressed. She was afraid that her eldest son would not really speak. What should be done? Now they are almost one year old. Other children can call their parents and talk and express their little meaning.

It's just him.

She didn't seem to have given birth to them, so she made Yi Ge'er so weak, and Xiao Ge'er could not speak.

Then a little hand was on her face.

Xiao Ge'er opened his mouth, but there was still no words to say. When he saw that his mother was going to cry again, he put his small face on his mother's face.

"Niang..."

Soft children's voice is better than any voice in the world.

Shen Qing's words were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other with brand Heng.

This voice mother is Xiao Ge'er's words. He has nothing to do. He can talk, right?

Brand Heng care busy is to hold Xiao Ge'er in his arms, but also let him stand well.

"Brother Xiao, how about calling daddy?"

Xiao Ge'er sipped his little lips.

"Dad..." He also called out a father in a low voice, and enunciated clearly.

He held him closer, and he looked at Yi Ge'er's eyes like jewels. The child's eyes were very transparent and clean. Of course, the little eyes seemed to be unable to flash past.

As the youngest son of Shuo's mansion, how can he not speak? The elder brother is the father. If he is the same as his younger brothers and sisters, how can he be the elder brother? Although he doesn't know this yet, he already has some elder brother's demeanor.

Shen Qingci hugged her son and then gave him a kiss on his small face, which scared her to death. Now her heart is finally put down, and the big stone on her heart is also put down.

What she is most afraid of is not anything else, but her children. As long as her children can grow up safely, without illness or pain, and without disaster or difficulty, then all the things in the world are nothing important to her.

Outside the curtain was opened, Xiao Ge'er's nurse came in with a bowl of porridge in her hand. But after she lifted the curtain, a cold wind suddenly passed by, which also made Xiao Ge'er sneeze.

Shen Qingci quickly turns around and uses his back to block the wind for his eldest son. Brother Xiao looks at his mother like this. His small hands are also holding on to his mother's clothes and burying his small face in his mother's arms.

The four of them, each of them is their mother's darling, and each one is their mother's life.

"Give it to me," he said, taking the bowl from the nurse's hand and letting the nurse stand still, for there was also a chill on the nurse's body, which came from the outside.

At this time, it is not winter, but it is so cold. If there is no accident on this day, it should be colder than ever.

Shen Qingci put Xiao Ge'er away and let him sit down.

He also fed porridge into his mouth one by one.

"Have you eaten the others?"

Shen Niang asked.

"Yes, ma'am."

The nurse was busy to reply, "these children, if they are together, can all rush to eat, even the third childe also ate a small bowl of porridge, but also ate an extra egg."Shen Qingci looked back and saw that his eldest son was eating well. He touched his little head affectionately and went to see the others.

When she came out, the wind outside was blowing on her, which made her fight a cold war. It seemed that even her breath began to cold.

Really, it's cold.

And it will be extremely cold.

She tightened her clothes, and that was the way forward.

The cold outside also makes the passers-by feel miserable. All of them are tightening their necks and holding their arms. Most of the people in the capital have put on their winter clothes on this day and are also resisting the sudden chill.

Xiangjue temple was originally built in the depth of the mountain. It is much colder than that at the foot of the mountain all the year round. Therefore, when it comes to the scorching heat, many dignitaries will come here for summer vacation.

But there will be disadvantages as well as advantages.

Xiangjue temple is so high that it is not easy to travel on weekdays. Therefore, when it comes to winter, the mountain will be extremely cold. At this time, even the pilgrims are less.

Because the temperature at the foot of the mountain is too different, for the monks in xiangjue temple, every winter is the beginning of their hard work.

"Master, master..."

A little monk cried as he ran. Even in such a cold wind, he was sweating all over.

"Why are you so flustered?"

Master Jingkong opened his eyes and sat on the futon with his knees crossed. He had a kind face and a crane hair and a childlike face. What's more, he has become a master of beauty since he was not vulgar. How come the longer his face is, the more tender he is.

"Master..." The little monk ran over, and then he realized what he had done. He saluted the master Jingkong respectfully.

"Master, someone sent us something down the mountain. Please go out and have a look."

Master Jingkong plucked the Buddhist beads in his hand, and then he stood up and followed the little monk out. Outside the temple, there were already many people standing, all dressed up as the guards of the Shuo palace.

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