The Beloved Imperial Consort

Chapter 157

"Master, over there in the small kitchen, the food is ready, but now we have to place the meal?" Mother GUI carried Cheng Qing into the house, just to help the girl on the way to pass a word.

"Dad." As soon as Cheng Qing saw Zong Zhenglin, he felt happy and stretched out his small hand to hold him.

Mu Xiyao didn't hear the call of a little bit. Mei Mou squinted and immediately went to take Zong Zhenglin's arm and secretly stopped him from holding Chengqing into his arms.

"Don't be in a hurry to arrange the meal for the time being. First, deliver the food for Chengqing." Today, I'm going to teach the little guy to eat by himself. If he's fed up, it's not too late to set up the meal.

"Mammy, you take Cheng Qing to the wooden chair and clean his hands by the way."

Obviously, both of them are there. Zong Zhenglin is happy to be a little boy. He only wants to have fun, but he can't even pay attention to calling people. This problem needs to be corrected. If you don't have a mother with milk, you might as well give him a good fight when you were a child.

Zong Zhenglin understood what she meant. He only went to feel Chengqing's head. He did not receive people to play with him as usual. Instead, he turned back to the round table and sat down. Mu Xiyao personally served his hands.

For the first time, Xiao baozi was left hanging by his father. He was wronged and looked at his father with tears. Then he called to Mu Xiyao. "Madame."

Mu Xiyao handed the kerchief to Zong Zhenglin, and went over to celebrate her face. She was only satisfied.

Children should be polite when they are young, otherwise they will be a nuisance when they grow up. Many elders in the palace can be liked and sheltered only if they can be called on by their mouths.

"Chengqing has to remember that if you meet your grandfather and grandfather, you should call someone first."

Xiao baozi remembers the two people in Mu Xiyao's mouth clearly. When he hears the person he knows, he calls out in a burst of voices. That appearance is no different from Mu Xiyao's teaching him.

Well, this is when she plays with him. Mu Xiyao black line. It's disturbing to have a son.

Zong Zhenglin watched her wife talk with each other, and her lips gradually showed a smile.

Chengqing was so small that she insisted on teaching rules. She is the most unruly of her own, but she wants her son to learn to be polite and sensible.

"Chengqing darling, I'm learning to eat from now on." Mu Xiyao kneaded the tender face of a small bun, and it was no surprise that mother Zhao said, "master, this child's cheek can't be rubbed, it's not good if it's broken."

"Yes, Mammy, you can just say that you will drool. What's bad is not bad." Which little bit does not leave saliva, where is she pinched out.

Mother Zhao had no choice but to say that, the master was not elegant. The little master was said by his mother like this. When he grew up, he would not be ashamed? Looking at the six Royal Highnesses with soft eyebrows and eyes on one side, she could not help sighing.

Ah, this is still the same as before. He only looks on and seldom interferes with the cultivation of Yao master's son. It's a pity that lady Shufei doesn't know. If she doesn't know, she can't let the two masters take care of her baby grandson.

Mu Xiyao asked people to give Cheng Qingbei a small wooden bowl and spoon, handed it to him and taught him to hold it patiently. After that, it took a lot of effort to let the steamed stuffed bun understand that the fresh food was not for him to beat and play, but to eat and use.

Any new thing as long as the beginning, slowly can be more and more convenient. Cheng Qing was intelligent, and then imitated Mu Xiyao's movements, and soon he could learn two or three points.

Mammy took a slightly larger porcelain bowl and filled his bowl with some rice paste with vegetable juice one by one. Looking at the little master stumbling to deliver rice to his mouth, although the paste was all over his face, at least he ate it into his mouth. For a time, he was very happy.

Yao master son's idea is really strange. So early to the small master added staple food, in addition to two meals a day as usual feeding, the rest of the time is either rice paste egg soup, or vegetable juice. Fortunately, the little master was obedient, not only did not make a fuss, but also learned to eat by himself. Such a small baby is so intelligent, which is something that has never been heard of in Manjing city.

"Chengqing baby is the best." Mu Xiyao's goal is achieved, praise the small steamed bun is not stingy, kiss his small face, happy that little bit ha ha straight happy.

Since Chengqing was born, Zong Zhenglin has been watching his son fooled by Mu Xiyao. Now he can sit in a chair and learn to eat. The corners of the mouth bring out some smile.

This woman is not used to Chengqing, and her upbringing is very appropriate. In addition to her delicate temperament, Mu Xiyao is a good place to live and live.

After painstaking efforts in the church to celebrate the meal, and watching him eat full, Mu Xiyao summoned the milk Mammy to take him to eat and walk for a while.

He asked Hui LAN to set the meal and pushed the small jar of osmanthus wine to Zong Zhenglin. "Excuse me, your highness." She was afraid that she could not control her strength well.

Zong Zhenglin took over, slowly went to tie the rope, the whole cover was uncovered, and instantly a smell of wine diffused.

Mu Xiyao Leng Leng looking at the big boss every move, a thought in the brain: was cheated again!

Grandma, who said the wine jar was photographed? Did not see her family man, so three two efforts, make neat, skilled.

"How can you not pour wine?" What are you doing staring at the wine jar?

Mu Xiyao looks back, embarrassed and smiles. Fortunately, she didn't do it herself. In front of the boss, Mu Xiyao can imagine how she should make a big splash and be unable to come down.When Zong Zhenglin pours most of the bowl of osmanthus wine, Mu Xiyao keeps a close eye on the person, without blinking, waiting for the boss to give an evaluation.

This is made by her own hands. Although she is a novice, she has a poor grasp of the degree, but we should encourage her, isn't it? If the six princes dislike it, from now on, she'd better mix the study.

"How?" Mu Xiyao asked. If the boss didn't let her drink, he would not have to wait for him to react.

Zong Zhenglin looked forward to her face, deliberately slowed down the action, slowly sipped a mouthful, closed his eyes and aftertaste.

After a long time, he said, "not so good."

His highness set his head, and there was no admiration in his expression. He was quite reluctant. The fan'er who puts on the money makes Mu Xiyao gnash her teeth.

Although he didn't hope that he could do it to his satisfaction in one go, did he have to deal such a direct blow to people's confidence? Mu Xiyao said it well, but he didn't start to make people dislike, but he changed his attention when it came to the end.

Small temper comes up, still can not come up with a little bad idea irritate people?

Stinky men don't appreciate it, do they? Good! She sent it to those who knew how to appreciate it.

"Does your highness feel bad?" Eyes buckle, small finger droop appearance.

Zong Zhenglin held back his smile and continued to tease, "don't be discouraged. You can do better next time with more heart."

Next time? And next time! Mu Xiyao is arrogant and coquettish. My aunt doesn't serve her anymore!

"How about some crab meat, your highness? If the wine doesn't taste good, I'll have it changed? " At the same time to Zong Zhenglin's crab, while peeking at the Mulan, Mu Xiyao laughs brightly.

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