There is Room For the Poor Daughter

The temperature in Liangdu at the end of July was still hot, and in the face of the sun, Daozi and Xiao Moqing stood in the yard for a while, fine sweat oozing from their foreheads.

The sun in the middle of the afternoon did not hurt anyone, and Daohua was not in a hurry at all. He drank the porridge without a hassle. After drinking the porridge, he ate the cakes, as if he had forgotten all the rice in the yard.

At first, Daozi and Xiao Moqing were still humming, but as time passed, their arrogance gradually weakened.

The yard gradually became quiet.

When Daozi and Xiao Moqing were dizzy, Daohua said, "Let's talk about it, what's going on? Who's coming first?"

Xiao Moqing wanted to complain immediately, but when he saw Daohua's unsmiling face, he was still a little scared. After thinking about it, he looked at Daozi.

At this moment, Daozi realized that Daohua was angry, and she shrank her neck and did not open her mouth.

When Xiao Moren saw it, he stepped forward to ask for mercy, but Daohua raised his hand to stop him.

Daohua looked at her son with a broken mouth, and at Xiao Moqing, whose cheekbones were red and swollen, and asked with a smile, "Why, do you two dare to fight and not admit it?"

Daozi summoned his courage and stared at Xiao Moqing angrily: "Mother, it was Brother Seven who grabbed my scooter first."

Xiao Moqing hurriedly retorted: "It's your words that don't matter. You clearly said that if I won the guessing game, you brought me the scooter back to Anfu to play."

Daozi: "I didn't let you play, I just wanted you to wait for a day, but you can't wait any longer to grab it. I don't like you anymore."

Xiao Moqing snorted: "It seems that I like you very much!"

"Humph!"

The two snorted at each other, and then turned their heads to the opposite direction in unison.

Daohua looked at the two of them, and the servants had already come to tell her after the incident.

Xiao Moqing is a bit domineering, and he will snatch it whenever he doesn't like it.

Daohua beckoned Daozi to step forward.

Daozi raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Moqing, hmph, mother is her mother, of course she will help him.

Daohua didn't pull the rice into his arms as usual, but let him stand a meter away.

Seeing that Daohua did not comfort herself, Daozi immediately pouted.

Daohua ignored him, but pointed at Xiao Moqing: "Do you know what your identity is to them?"

Daozi was stunned for a while, and then said loudly: "I am the younger brother, except for Xiao Shi."

Daohua shook her head: "Think again."

Daozi glanced at Xiao Moqing, rolled his eyes, and said loudly, "I'm the little prince."

Daohua: "What little prince?"

Daozi: "It's from the palace."

Daohua pointed at Xiao Moren again: "Then who are they?"

Rice: "Brother? Brother?"

Daohua: "They are guests. Now you know your identity. You are the little prince of Weiyuan Palace. They come to the palace as a guest. What should you do as a little master?"

Daozi tilted his head: "You should treat them well."

Daohua: "Did you do it?"

rice:"."

Daohua pointed at Xiao Moqing: "Is this what the master should do to hurt the guest?"

Rice pouted silently.

Daohua asked again: "Since I promised your seventh brother to lend him the scooter to play, why did you regret it?"

Daozi retorted: "I have no regrets, I just want him to wait another day."

Daohua: "Before guessing, did you explain this to your seventh brother?"

Rice fell silent again.

Daohua: "If you have to keep your word, you don't want others to call you a scumbag, right? You have to do what you say. If you can't do it, you can't promise others at will. It has to be said and done.”

Although Daozi's mouth was still high, the arrogance on his body had almost disappeared.

Daohua: "What did you do wrong today?"

Daozi was reluctant to admit her mistake in front of her new acquaintance, so she hung her head and said nothing.

Daohua didn't give Daozi a chance to escape: "Speak."

Daozi looked at Daohua sadly, her nose was a little sore, but her mother didn't help herself: "Seventh brother did it first."

Daohua: "That's his problem. We're talking about you now, and it's a matter of fact, are you wrong?"

Seeing her son's pitiful appearance, Daohua did not soften her heart: "Why, does the little prince dare to do it or not?"

Daozi lowered his head, and after a while, he said angrily, "I was wrong!"

Seeing Daozi admit his mistake, Xiao Moqing raised his chin again, and he said, he is the son of the eldest prince, and his aunt will definitely turn to him.

At this time, Daohua turned to Xiao Moqing again: "Moqing, how old are you this year?"

Xiao Moqing, who was suddenly named, replied instinctively, "I'm eight years old."

Daohua smiled and nodded: "Eight years old, a big child."

Xiao Moqing straightened his chest: "Well, I've grown up."

Daohua asked again, "Do you know how old Daozi is?"

Xiao Moqing: "Yes, he is four years old."

Daohua continued to ask with a smile: "You are eight years old and he is four years old, so you are his brother, right?"

Xiao Moqing nodded: "Yes."

Daohua: "As an elder brother, shouldn't I take care of my younger brother more and be humble?"

Xiao Moqing: "."

Daohua: "My younger brother is young, and he doesn't think through many things. If he makes mistakes, the elder brother can correct him and beat others. Is he bullying the small?"

Xiao Moqing glanced at the rice, who was a head shorter than himself, and looked a little embarrassed. He just seemed to be bullying the small.

Daozi heard that his mother was in charge of himself, and he was still a little sluggish, and suddenly he became very excited.

Daohua continued to laugh and asked, "Is Mo Qing a kid who bullies the younger?"

Xiao Moqing quickly retorted: "Of course not."

Daohua: "Then you grabbed something from your brother today, did you do something wrong?"

Xiao Moqing pouted, and finally nodded weakly: "I was wrong."

Daohua smiled: "If you know what you're wrong, you can correct it, that's a good boy. Like today's matter, you can first reason with your brother. If he doesn't listen, you can still come to me to call the shots for you. Is this better than Wouldn't it be much better for you to grab it?"

Xiao Moqing nodded again: "Next time Daozi wants to talk again, I'll come to find my aunt."

Daohua nodded in response: "Okay, since you both admit that you have done something wrong, let's talk about punishment."

"what!"

"Is there a penalty?"

Daozi and Xiao Moqing asked in unison.

Daohua smiled and said: "Of course, you have made mistakes, can you still not be punished?"

Daozi couldn't care less about competing with Xiao Moqing, and hurriedly threw herself on Daohua's leg: "Mother, I know I'm wrong. Next time I'll keep my word, don't punish me."

Daohua pushed the rice away: "Go back to your original place and stand."

Daozi glanced at Daohua's face, and seeing that his mother didn't seem to be joking, she could only dawdle back to her original position.

Daohua: "Daozi, as the host, doesn't entertain guests well, and if you don't speak well, you will be punished to stand on the pile for an extra hour every day for seven days."

When Daozi heard this, Baozi's face collapsed: "Mother, your punishment is too heavy, you will lose your precious son like this."

Daohua ignored it and looked at Xiao Moqing: "As an older brother, if you take the initiative to beat your younger brother, you will be fined seven days not to enter the amusement park."

Xiao Moqing's face also collapsed. He wanted to bargain, but he couldn't help swallowing the words when he saw his aunt looking at him with a smile.

Daohua smiled and said: "Very good, since you have no objection, let's decide."

Daozi and Xiao Moqing: No, they are very dissent.

Daohua looked at the two of them: "I'm here, your affairs are over, and now I ask you, how do you want to solve this problem?"

Daozi and Xiao Moqing were at a loss: It's not over yet?

Daohua said with a smile: "For example, are you going to reconcile the war for jade and silk? Or will you part ways and never communicate again?"

Both Daozi and Xiao Moqing were silent.

Daozi looked at Xiao Moqing, and he remembered what his mother said just now that he was the master. Although he was a little embarrassed, he still opened his mouth and said, "Look at what you said, what a big deal, of course it's a reconciliation."

Xiao Moqing also nodded: "There is no need to part ways on this matter."

Daozi walked towards Xiao Moqing and extended a friendly hand: "I will still be a good buddy in the future."

Xiao Moqing held Daozi's hand: "Well, good buddy."

The handshake wasn't enough, the two hugged.

Looking at the reconciled two, Xiao Moren looked at Daohua with admiration.

Auntie is really amazing. Seventh brother (seventh brother) is a skinny person, but after a few words, he was tidied up and docile.

The servants who were serving Xiao Moqing also breathed a sigh of relief. The little prince is noble, but the little prince of the Weiyuan Palace is no different.