Village Girl Struggle

"Cousin, cousin, get out of here! I want to see cousin."

Wen Wanniang looked at the two door gods standing in front of Du Hong's room resolutely, and her voice was a bit louder than the usual gentleness.

Alas, my cousin is really unfeeling too!

Obviously they came together and stayed at the same inn.

It happened that the guest room I was staying in was at the east end, while my cousin lived in the west. If it wasn't the cousin's meaning, Wen Wanniang didn't believe it at all.

However, I believe that after this incident, my cousin will definitely change his mind.

I want to come to my cousin now when my heart is fragile and I need a gentle interpretive flower to comfort me. I can't help myself if I miss such a great opportunity!

Cousin, the concubine body is here, you will definitely understand that the concubine body is the most suitable one for you!

The expressions of Du Zhong and Du Shun were very strange.

As if he had just woke up from a dream, his eyes were still demented.

Of course, this did not prevent them from faithfully isolating Wen Wanniang from the door of Lord Hou within ten steps.

Wen Wanniang spent a long time grinding her lips, bullying and temptation didn't work, she was wondering if she wanted to roll around, and suddenly heard a cry.

Wen Wanniang was taken aback, this, this is a baby crying, why, why is it coming from the cousin's room?

Could it be that...

Wen Wanniang was thinking about it, her expression turned pale, and her expression became hideous.

Du Zhong and Du Shun looked at each other, and thought in unison, if it wasn't for the lady who said yesterday, Lord Hou would still not understand.

Since Ms. Jiang hasn't been married, counting the time, most of her children belong to Master Hou.

That little baby, a pair of little phoenix eyes, came out of the same model as Master Hou!

Hou Ye is in his twenties and he hasn't married yet. It's not easy, it's finally someone who has a future!

Ms. Jiang was also hateful, and she secretly gave birth to a son without letting Master Hou know.

But having said that, this young master was fat and white, and Miss Jiang also had the credit.

The two were muttering at the door, but Du Hong in the room was in a hurry, sweating profusely.

This inn was the largest in the county, and Du Hong lived in the best room, but in fact it was compared to the standard of Dingguohoufu, which is the housing of high-ranking servants.

It's just a bigger bedroom. Divided into light and dark rooms, the outer room is in the style of a small hall, complete with tables and chairs. There are also calligraphy and paintings and vases, and there are closet boxes and used rosewood beds in the middle. All the beddings are brand-new, clean light gray silk bed sheets, light blue brocade quilts... …These items were brought by the subordinates who were sitting in the mansion of the master.

That big bed is big enough to sleep three or four people. At this moment, there was a fleshy little baby lying on his back, wearing light pink blue satin jacket pants, and a naive little piggy embroidered on the trousers. The little white pig’s head was lying on the ground. He was asleep, with a five-color flower on his forehead. It shows that this is not an ordinary pig, but an extraordinary lucky pig.

It's a pity that the little baby wearing embroidered pig clothes and trousers does not sleep soundly like that little pig. Instead, he grinned his toothless mouth, cried, his hands and feet fluttered, and his two tearful little phoenix eyes were still spinning around, as if looking for something.

This is crying sad baby. It's not a little pig, which one?

Why did you cry well?

Du Hong picked up the little baby in a panic. Therefore, he touched the piggy buttocks skillfully.

It's dry, I didn't pull it, I didn't pee.

Is it hungry?

Du Hong hugged his fat son and walked outside while coaxing him. He had prepared a food box on the table. There was a crock in the box and the milk was warmed in the jar.

When Du Hong took out the milk, he couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

Isn't it just about feeding the children? How could the father of Benhou give a little maotou?

Well, whoever is afraid of who will come, we are not unlearned back then.

Du Hong first took a small silver spoon out of the cloth bag on the side of the box, washed it with boiling water, and scooped up the milk. Before feeding, he took a sip to try the warmth and coolness. The whole set of movements looked professional and skillful, as straight as running water.

When he took the first bite, Piggy seemed a little curious, stared at Xiaofeng, and drank it. After drinking, he smiled at Du Hong with a silly smile.

Du Hong's heart was filled with indescribable emotions, and tears were about to come down.

One big and one small, phoenix eyes face phoenix eyes, one is kind and full of love, the other is curious and appraising.

Du Hong thought to himself, thank God, I actually have such a good son who is so *so clever (a few hundred words of praise are omitted), even if I never marry again in this life, it is worth having a son!

Of course, with Little Pig in hand, can Xiao Yingying be far away?

It's a pity that Du Hong, a peerless dad, hadn't made enough time for half a cup of tea, and Xiao Zhuzhu ruthlessly dealt a heavy blow to his father.

Piggy refused to drink the second spoonful of milk. He shook his head left and right to hide from the spoon. When he wanted to feed again, he closed his eyes and opened his mouth, using the invincible crying nirvana.

Wow...

Although this person's eyes are very good, they are very similar to ours, but Ben Xiaozhu has been tired after taking a few glances, so he should not hurriedly send Ben Xiaozhu back to A-niang and Uncle Xiaoxi!

Ahhh...

Let's smell delicious, and the squishy mother will feed us for food.

That spoon is too hard, there is no elasticity at all, this little pig doesn't like it...

Also, the posture of the phoenix eyes hugs us is vain, not very comfortable, and it is far worse than Uncle Xiaoxi...

Hey, we have to go back anyway, ahhhh!

Du Hong was a little at a loss. It took a long time before he remembered to put the spoon down, picked up the cried meatballs, and then repeatedly felt whether to pull urine, and adjusted his posture of holding the little guy.

It didn't work to see it, and it made my forehead sweat in a hurry.

Also, what should I do?

Oh, by the way, hold it up and shake it gently, and sing some soft and soothing nursery rhymes...

A certain Hou Ye dared to face the thousands of swords and swords, Lin Du was calm and composed, his face remained unchanged, but he was hurriedly racking his brains at a little bun who was crying, and his body was wet with sweat.

It's a pity that it's like this, a certain piglet who seems to be born at odds with his father, crying louder and louder, and his small face is flushed red, it is not easy to stop at first glance.

The child cries more than ever, sometimes crying hoarse, even when he grows up, he can't reply.

Thinking of his son in the future, he might have a broken gong voice, and Du Hong, who was holding a piggy pig, couldn't wait to cry.

He is already so poor as a gangster!

To be honest, I still remember some of those I learned before, but I have never practiced it and I have forgotten a lot.

Sure enough, he hates less when the skill is used. I knew that I should spend more time to take care of my nephew!

I heard the sharp noise of women outside, "Why is that wild species here..."

A cold light flashed in Du Hongfeng's eyes, and he said, "Du Zhong Du Shun, hit the mouth full of feces ten times."

Why does what he wants, can't ask for, and is so bored, but like a bone gangrene?

Hearing the phoenix eyes talking loudly, Piggy paused, but before Du Hong turned his anger into joy, Piggy continued with satisfied curiosity.

Wow, we were sleeping next to my mother, but when we woke up, why did we get to this phoenix eye?

Although this eyewater is not ugly, it is only slightly worse than Uncle Xiaoxi, and it is difficult for him to hug him, but I can’t see the familiar mother and uncle, as well as the little flower quilt and small urine we often use. Basin, we are determined not to do it! Boom~

The child inside the door was crying hoarse, and outside the door was a crisp applause and a gagging whimper.

He was suffocating his breath and prepared well, and he had already asked the carriage to get ready for the carriage, so he was about to go on the road swiftly-taking his biological son with him.

Let Xiaoying who lied to him be anxious!

But letting his son cry like this, Du Hong's firm mind also cracked.

It’s no wonder that when I was learning these things, the parenting master once said that children are difficult to feed. It is not just that everything will be fine as long as you eat and drink. You must also keep your mind bright and be aware of any abnormalities at any time. A little beanie raises an adult.

Well, he admits that back then, he didn't learn this very well. Unlike his own brother, no matter what he learns, he has the energy to be lost if he doesn't learn it.

If something happens to the little guy, Xiaoying will definitely hate herself to the bone, right?