Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

If he feels contemptuous because his family's Jin'er is a side Fujin, then he will be unhappy.

Jin'er stood up for him, and if he despised Jin'er, he despised him.

It's not easy for Fujin to come forward about this matter, it's too formal for Fujin to come forward, it's like the fourth master's mansion intervening in the house affairs of the fourteenth master's mansion, he hates this kind of thing the most in his life.

Jin'er's past visit was just a visit, just to say a few more words by the way, and her sense of proportion was just right.

Hearing this, Mu Jin smiled and said: "The Fourteenth Fujin has always been a sensible person, but sometimes he understands too much."

On the contrary, I added troubles to myself.

Fourth master didn't quite understand this, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "What do you mean?"

How could Mu Jin say that Master Fourteen was right in front of him? Then he took the conversation aside and said with a smile: "This is a conversation among women, you don't need to understand it."

Fourth master: ""

The fourth master smiled and shook his head, his Jin'er was becoming more and more proud of being favored.

The cherries grafted by Mu Jin in the past two years finally blossomed and bear fruit this year. Three cherry trees were planted in the small garden in the backyard, and the other three were planted in the strawberry farm.

The three trees are not too tall and have not too many branches, but they bear not too few fruits. Mu Jin is like a baby, and asked people to take care of them carefully to prevent birds from stealing them.

In late April, seeing the cherries getting redder day by day and finally ripening, Mu Jin delightedly took Fourth Master to pick them together.

The two children also liked the bright red coral bead-like fruit very much. They tiptoed to pick the fruit but couldn't reach it. They even knew that they were holding the tree trunk in an attempt to climb up. Mu Jin and the fourth master were laughing and busy The nurse picked him up and picked them off.

Mu Jin picked a bunch, smiled and fed it to Fourth Master: "Master, taste whether it's sweet or not!"

The fourth master looked at the white, tender and slender fingers like the tips of spring bamboo shoots. The bright red cherry was round and small, pinched between the white and tender fingers, which was pleasing to the eye. The fourth master leaned forward, lowered his head and bit the cherry between his fingers, soft lips passed by Fingertips, both of them trembled.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Mu Jin was originally just happy that the cherries he had planted so hard had finally ripened, and he was pleased with himself in his heart, and asked him to taste them as if offering a treasure.

Responding at this moment, her face turned red.

The fourth master's eyes deepened, a smile flashed across his eyes, he swallowed the cherry in his mouth indiscriminately, without tasting anything, and said seriously: "Well, this cherry is too small, I didn't taste it. Come out and feed it to Grandpa to taste."

Mu Jin blushed even more, "No, I just remembered, you don't like to eat this!"

Fourth master pulled her and smiled: "I like it now."

Mu Jin: ""

Mu Jin glanced at the pair of children who were eating by themselves and feeding the goose at the same time, and gave fourth master a look: the children are all there.

Fourth master smiled, took her into his arms, turned around and left.

"Ama, Erniang!" Seeing Brother Nian, the little goose threw out the red cherry in his hand, and called out to his parents immaturely.

Fourth Master didn't turn his head back, "Hey, feed your little goose."

Brother Nian: "Good!"

Mu Jin: ""

After all, Fourth Master hugged the flower tree and force-fed her, and was kissed until his cheeks turned red, so he let her go. It's not for nothing, at least take the opportunity to ask Si Ye to promise that in the early spring of next year, someone will get some cherry trees back on the border of Shandong, and next year, she will be able to have many, many cherries

Fourth Master held that slender hand, feeling that no matter how much he looked at it, he couldn't get enough of it. The longer Jin'er's hands are, the more beautiful they are.