Village Girl Struggle

The name Jiang Xiaozhu is *yes*, and it is also unforgettable.

But to associate the little master with a creature like a pig, this...

This is too inappropriate, and it's not that those poor families who feed so many children just call a pig and a dog.

Almost everyone around Jiang Ying objected to naming such a pretty young master, but it was a pity that the objection was invalid. Jiang Ying's mother-in-law's hammer was finalized.

In private, Mother Luo wondered that the young master must have been planted by that Ding Guohou no accident.

The young lady and Ding Guohou somehow made a fuss, refused to mention Du Xiaohou even after giving birth to a baby, and gave the young master such a strange name. Is it because she still hates the young master's biological father?

In fact, Mother Luo really blamed Jiang Ying, Jiang Ying just followed the habits of the previous life.

In Huanhua Country, boys need to be extensively raised, and girls need to be carefully educated. It was the queen who gave birth to the eldest prince, and it was only when she was three years old that she had an official name. Before this, it was the barking of dogs.

This is true for the royal family. In ordinary people's houses, the names of boys are all kinds of strange flowers, such as cat eggs, dung forks, **** hairs and so on.

Jiang Ying unconsciously used the rules of the previous life on his own baby, and didn't feel that his actions would make people misunderstand and guess.

Poor Jiang Xiaozhu. At this time, he is just a soft baby. His only survival skill is to be able to breastfeed. I don’t even know that he has been given an unreliable name. He is carefree every day and sleeps when he is full. , Occasionally, when I was awake, many people would come to see him, hug him and tease him, and I would live a happy life.

In addition to his mother, Jiang Xiaozhu most often sees a certain teenager.

In Jiang Xiaozhu's eyes, the man was tall and smelled clean and refreshing.

The voice of speaking is also nice and familiar.

Still holding very rare things in his hands to play with.

So Little Pig, who was two or three months old, saw Zhao Xi. Just grinning, his little hands and feet fluttered happily, anxiously begging for a hug, this treatment sometimes made Jiang Ying a bit jealous of his mother-in-law.

"Look at this little silly, seeing your Uncle Xiaoxi every day, I'm still excited."

Jiang Ying hugged a pair of small phoenix eyes, a certain piglet who was waving excitedly with his hands and feet, holding his little **** in one hand and his head in the other. He deliberately turned his face in the other direction to prevent him from seeing Zhao Xi who was holding a colorful muddy bird.

Son, you see Xiaoxi three times a day. It's just like every time I see my relatives who have reunited after a long time.

Why don't you have this treatment with your mother?

Except that this little pig will turn his eyes to find his mother when breastfeeding, he is also happy to be hugged by anyone.

Zhao Xi is one year older and a lot taller, and is now even with Jiang Ying.

Zhao Xi, who was originally a pretty young master. Now it can be used as the term Yushu Linfeng.

Zhao Xi smiled and said, "This is Little Pig and I kissed me."

You are all mothers, how can you bully your own son?

But Little Pig is interesting enough, it's worth noting that the young master has searched for nice poems to read to him every day since he was still in his mother's belly.

Sure enough, every effort is worth gaining, and I read poems by myself at the beginning. She was ridiculed by the little Taoist and said it was in vain.

But now, everyone is talking together, every time they speak out. Little Pig will turn his head to face him and smile sweetly at himself.

To envy the jealous and hate of a silly girl, she worked hard and made countless high-precision or failed toys, hoping to compete for the highest position in the heart of Little Pig. Unfortunately, they all failed.

After all, a doll of two or three months. He wouldn't be able to fix it even if he gave him a nine-link chain, a Qiqiao lock or something.

It's not as good as this bright color in my hand, which can blow out the scream of the bird.

A certain piglet listened to the sound that he usually likes most, but his eyes are on the white walls. Where can he do it, he tried his best to twist his head left and right under the claws of his mother, wanting to see Where is Zhao Xi.

It's a pity that my mother is too bad. When Xiao Zhuzhu is about to change his position, the mother will hold him and change direction. Xiao Zhuzhu hastily panicked and tried hard to see the uncle Xiaoxi, the bad mother. There was also a pleasant laugh...I couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Xiaoying!"

Zhao Xi called to Jiang Ying in dissatisfaction, with a bit of resentment and distress in Xing's eyes, she hurriedly stepped forward and cried to tears, and in an instant, the reddish little piggy snatched into her arms and coaxed skillfully. Patted.

In Zhao Xi's memory, Jiang Ying has always been gentle, patient, and energetic. How could this be only a few months, which has somewhat subverted Zhao Xi's cognition.

Is there such an unreliable mother who bullied her own son?

"Little Pig, don't cry or cry..."

Zhao Xi coaxed the little bun who was crying with two tears. The young boy's voice was slightly rough and hoarse in the voice change period. He sometimes felt awkward when he heard it, but it did not prevent the little bun from liking it.

The little bun was crying anxiously. Although he had reached Uncle Zhao Xi’s arms, he was still sobbing habitually, but his voice was slightly lower. Go see the mother on the side.

Under Zhao Xi's condemning gaze, Jiang Ying touched his nose madly, and said, "Hehe, this little pig has a very big temper..."

"Humph, Little Pig has the best temper..."

It's just some unscrupulous mothers who take pleasure in teasing their crying son when they are idle all day. Piggy is really pitiful.

Zhao Xi hugged the little piggy and found a chair to sit down, one arm was holding the soft little guy, the other hand took out a soft muslin kerchief in his arms, and carefully wiped the little guy. Tears on the fat face.

The little guy had stopped crying at this time, seeing that it was his favorite uncle, his emotions quickly turned around. A pair of Xiaofeng's eyes blinked and blinked, teardrops still hung on the eyelashes.

Well, I seem to have forgotten something important...

Seeing that the little guy stopped crying, those black jade-like glaze eyeballs were turning around, seeming to be looking for something.

Zhao Xi only then remembered the mud scream she had just held in her hand. She just threw it on the table when she was crying, and took it out and blew it to the little guy.

The sound of the screaming in the mud blew out, as if the birds were singing happily. A doll as large as a piggy could not sit and crawl, nor could it make a sound by itself, but it did not respond to things with sound. He likes it very much, so Little Pig is very supportive, grinning with his toothless mouth, waving his little meaty hand, and making a grinning laugh.

Zhao Xi blew a few times, and a little baby laughed excitedly.

After several times, this big and small is actually tireless, repeating this monotonous game happily.

Jiang Ying blinked. Although he had learned in a previous life and knew that letting children do more games would make him smarter, but repeating this way and repeating it again and again, it was okay at first, but this is done ten times eight times. It's unparalleled in the world, and the adults who accompany you will also be tired.

Take Jiang Ying, for example. Some people do all the chores such as taking shit, washing urine, diapers and bathing. There are Zhao Xi and Xiao Daogu who play with him. Jiang Ying just holds the piglet and feeds it a day. This is the job. My son, I also feel low energy, where can someone be at ease when they are there?

Jiang Ying recalled that after the birth of a son and a daughter of the emperor's family, the emperor had to go to court normally and arrested herself as a strong man to handle political affairs, but she also breastfeeded herself, but she didn't feel how busy and tired the emperor was?

Could it be that he is really far behind the emperor sister?

"Little Pig is hungry? Xiaoying..."

After playing for a long time, the piglet didn’t move his hands and feet anymore. He lay on Zhao Xi’s shoulders, opened his small mouth, and took a bite. He bit Zhao Xi’s moonwhite gown, drooling drooling in Juvenile Cleansing. On the elegant clothes.

Alas, this uncle is fine with everything, but unfortunately there is no sweet milk to feed us.

Piglet let go, put his little meaty hand in his mouth, sucking loudly.

The taste of the clothes is not good, so you should be self-reliant and eat your own little pigs' knuckles.

Zhao Xi, who was almost in love with Little Pig, knew the pig should be fed at first sight.

Some reluctance to put the fleshy little thing in Xiaoying's arms, Zhao Xi turned around and went to help Jiang Ying get the cloth towel to wipe.

When Jiang Ying breastfeeds the baby, he would turn back or drive Zhao Xi away. However, because of the frequent occurrences, Zhao Xi also bumped into him several times by chance, but the teenagers always turned his head away slightly unnaturally, and so on. After feeding the piglets, approach the mother and child again.

Jiang Ying stretched out his hand to pick up the cloth towel, and his raised eyes swept out the window inadvertently. He couldn't help but startled, and the cloth towel in his hand fell to the ground.