Who let now bite her little hand, is not others, but her mother? Mother loves her most, mother will not hurt her.

Shen Qingci put his daughter's little hand to his mouth and bit her.

"Cluck..." The fruit is a little itchy, laughing to be in the father's arms, big eyes are also bent up, the end is a good appearance, to is more like a mother, is also rare.

Brand Heng thinks out his hand and pinches his daughter's face. This time, it may take several months. He doesn't want to miss every day of his child's growth.

These children were born there, naturally and like everything there.

As emperor Wenyuan's order had been given, they could not have stayed in the mansion more. Fortunately, the place where the potherb was planted was not far away from the capital, and it took a day to arrive.

Even at night, several carriages had already arrived in the village's house, and the house had been cleaned up in advance. Maybe it was because this was the place where the children were born, so they had a special feeling for this place. They didn't acclimatize to the local conditions. They liked to let the nurse take them everywhere.

After a year of heavy snow, the children can talk and walk.

Several children were playing wildly in the yard. With the help of Mr. Si Nong and Zhao's family, some of the children began to study in the near future.

"What are you thinking?" The brand Heng considers to hold fruit son one hand to come over, also walk to her side to sit down.

"Nothing, just thinking Shen Qingci held out his finger and poked her daughter's face.

"I wonder if he sent you here. Is there another meaning in it?" After all, there are a lot of high-quality people among these 100 people. They are just a secretary of agriculture, but they can't live in town.

However, his identity was more than any other rank, which is why Shen Qingci did not have a title, but he did not dare to offend him.

Because of her royal status, is the best title.

"You think of it now?"

Brand Heng thought to stretch out his hand and used to pinch Shen Qingci's face.

Shen Qing turned back too much, and Guo'er did the same thing. His face, big and small, looked too much like it was almost carved out of a mold.

Shen Qingci was gnawing at her daughter's paw again, "how did you bring her?"

She likes her daughter's little hands most. She is fat and soft. When she was a child, she was the same as her brother. However, when she grew up, she became more and more coquettish. Her brothers sometimes would be scolded, but she would not. Her father has always been spoiling her and growing up. She can't beat or scold her. Otherwise, she will cry for you.

"Tired, she didn't want to go."

As soon as the little guy sees his father, he asks his father to hold him. How can he be willing to refuse his daughter? His daughter was originally used to pet, and everything he wanted to do was up to her.

Life is only more than a hundred years, why not follow your heart.

His children, who are worried about, don't have to bear too much, just follow their own.

"My mother holds it."

Xiaojiaoqi bag stretched out her little arm and let her mother hold her. She rubbed her eyes. It was sleepy.

Shen Qingci took her daughter, and then hugged her. If it was true, she had fallen asleep without coaxing her for a while. The little girl is still small now. She has a small face. She is really a beautiful child. She carefully gives the baby in her arms to the nurse. Later, she has something to do, because recently she is going to open another yipinxiang family. As for the location, she is still in the capital city 。

Not to mention two, even three, yipinxiang's business will still be so good, and the things sold are very different, so we should be able to eat the money of those foreign merchants.

Then she shook her daughter's hand. Shen Qing asked the nurse to take her down carefully. She wanted to study a new incense recipe and sell blood by the way.

As for the consideration of brand balance, it is already beginning to deal with the preparation matters when the people of various prefectures and counties come here.

This is the most intuitive, direct and simple method. It is far better than listening to the book of heaven.

In the courtyard, Shen Qingci also opened a small piece of land.

She pulls Yi Ge'er with her left hand and Guo'er with her right hand. Her clothes are pulled by the other two small ones.

This is a place for children to grow together. At a young age, they know what it means to eat Chinese food and how to work hard? Do not look at them as small, but they have their own careful thinking, of course, is also a record.

When he was free, he brought them over.

Of course, Shen's speech is faster than that of other children who have been here for several years.

"Come here," he beckoned to them.Several children let go of their mother and ran over happily.

"Weeding." It was not the first time for a few small ones to pull the grass. Although they didn't have much strength, the good thing was that all these grasses were made by the people. As long as they were pulled gently, they could be pulled out.

All of them were squatting on the ground, pouting up their small buttocks, pulling the grass on the ground seriously. Their parents taught them to do their own things well and to be better since they were young. No matter how old they are at this time, they should do their best.

The more warm the weather gets, they are still wearing cotton padded clothes, but now they have become single clothes. Maybe it is because of brand Heng's concern to take the children to plant the land, which also makes their health much better. Although they have a lot of suntan, they are much more alive than before.

Until one day, the seeds planted in the field began to sprout, and the fields outside which were divided into hundreds of pieces were all green, which looked very pleasant.

With the growth of these small seedlings day by day, accompanied by the gradual warming of the weather at this time.

Two months later, a hundred pieces of land, growing one after another big potherb, but also let these 100 people are almost tears in their eyes, who have not experienced the harvest, never know, what the harvest means to them?

It means food.

It means life.

It means you can live.

"This is what you planted," Shen Qingci said, squatting on the ground, pointing to the potherb on the ground. "Mother, would you like someone to make vegetables for you? Eat our own vegetables. "

"Well," a few children are also squatting on one side, looking at the snow vegetables all over the ground. For the first time, they have a kind of satisfaction. Although they don't know what this is, they are watching these vegetables grow up, so they like these vegetables, of course, they also like to eat them.

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