The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 261 Man Tingfang

There are also many interesting patterns on the moon cakes: Guanghan Palace, clouds, osmanthus trees, jade rabbits holding pestles, and eight immortals, all of which are scenes depicted in traditional Mid-Autumn Festival stories.

Of course, these patterns are the same as in the Forbidden City - they are all carved with wooden molds.

This is what Honghui and Ergege played with—the two took the unformed mooncake dough, happily used the mold to press patterns on it, and arranged various combinations.

It's all messed up in the end.

The Jade Rabbit has an osmanthus tree on its head, and Guanghan Palace grows on top of the osmanthus tree...

What's even more frightening is the Jade Rabbit holding a pestle, trying to destroy the magic artifact of the Eight Immortals!
Honghui fell down laughing, and couldn't stand up when he was sitting at the small dining table. Er Gege went to pull him, but he stretched out his hand and sat down on a ball of flour on the ground: "Hahahahahaha..."

By the time the servants found the two little masters, Honghui had already turned into a little man.

The nurse's eyes went dark, she counted the time in her mind, begged her father to tell her grandma, begged the little master, and finally changed into clean clothes.

After Honghui changed his clothes and came out of the house, he saw the second sister standing in the yard, staring up at an osmanthus branch in a daze.

"It smells so good!"

Er Gege raised his finger and pointed - this is the variety in Di Erniang's yard. This sweet-scented osmanthus flower looks like nothing ordinary. The fragrance is so strong that it is gentle and intoxicating.

Although she thinks sweet-scented osmanthus is very fragrant, Er Niang has taught her a lot on weekdays - since you are on someone else's territory, you must respect the owner. Flowers, plants and trees also have owners, so don't pick them at will.

So Er Gege just stood still and admired, and didn't do anything.

Seeing this, Hong Hui went over and picked one for Er GeGe without saying a word.

……

In the room, Gu Yaoyao was in a state of desperation.

For some reason, Sangege and Sange Hongyun fought each other, the two children were crying miserably, the wet nurse finally separated them,
Although the two children are now two years old, Hong Yun is more stable and introverted, while San Gege is very energetic, and fights directly with his younger brother if he disagrees with him.

He also used both hands and feet, kicking Hong Yun and screaming in a few strokes.

At this time, Er Gege ran in holding the sweet-scented osmanthus.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard is blooming very well!"

She sat down, took Gu Yaoyao's hand, and stuffed the flower into Gu Yaoyao's hand. Seeing the petals scattered a little, she said in a regretful tone, "I ran too fast."

Gu Yaoyao reached out and hugged her daughter in her arms: "Er Niang likes it very much, thank you!"

Sangege and Hongyun were still crying beside him, Ergege turned his head and saw it, so he walked over, stretched out his hand to hold the little hands of his younger brother and sister, held their hands together, and shook them gently in his own.

While shaking, Ergege sang a song.

Both Sangege and Hongyun fell silent.

Gu Yaoyao felt that Er Ge Ge was like a little angel sent to her by heaven!
"Er Gege is really like a big girl now, and she can coax younger siblings." Wu Gege watched from the side, and said with emotion with a smile on his face.

Gu Yaoyao felt a little sweet in her heart when she heard this - the child grows up so fast.

From the perspective of modern people, Er Gege was about to enter elementary school, but during the Kangxi period, middle school students were almost ready to marry.For a mother, the speed is horrific...

Wu Gege liked Er Gege the most, and there was an empty chair between Geng Gege and her, Wu Gege patted the place beside him while talking.

Er Gege skipped over, and when he snuggled up to Wu Gege, he was hugged by Wu Gege.

Seeing Ergege's hair covered with a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus fragments, Wugege carefully helped her catch them bit by bit. Play in the yard, be careful not to be bitten by mosquitoes."

Er Gege was about to speak when he suddenly saw Hong Hui bringing two young eunuchs in.

The two young eunuchs were holding a large handful of sweet-scented osmanthus branches in their hands, and the rich fragrance immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Hong Hui came over and took Er Gege's hand, and said, "Second Sister, I know you like it, so I'll give you all of these."

Er Gege smiled a bit embarrassed: "Brother Hui, this is too much!"

As soon as the words fell, Geng Gege who was sitting next to him sneezed earth-shatteringly: "Ah!"

Hong Hui subconsciously dodged to the side, dragged Er GeGe to the lamp, and said in a low voice, "After tomorrow's class, teach me how to make sweet-scented osmanthus ointment!"

Er Gege's eyes lit up, he clapped his little hands and said, "Okay! I'll teach you how to make hand cream!"

Seeing the two children muttering beside him, Fujin Wulanara frowned, and asked the nanny to call Honghui over and sit beside him.

At this time, the fourth elder brother also changed his clothes and came over.

Everyone got up quickly, squatting squatting, kneeling kneeling.

Fujin's movements were actually faster than those of the concubines, and he directly grabbed in front of the fourth elder brother: "Greetings, sir!"

Gu Yaoyao couldn't stand up at this time - because she was holding Sangege and Hongyun just now, a pair of children were in her arms, and 4 little feet were stepping on her lap.

Several wet nurses came over to help her continue, so she took a step slowly, frantically pressing the edge of the table to stand up.

The fourth elder brother saw it, and immediately said: "Don't worry."

Everyone's gazes were cast over in unison - even a fool could hear the tenderness and doting in Fourth Master's tone just now.

The fourth elder brother walked to the right seat, and when he passed by Gu Yaoyao, he helped her up, and when he turned around and sat down on the upper seat, he glanced around the room, and said, "That's right."

While talking, he turned his head to look at Fujin, smiled slightly, and nodded.

This "good" is affirmation of Fujin's Mid-Autumn Festival arrangement work.

Fujin stood up flattered, and thanked him with a smile.

Mammy stood by, feeling a little uncomfortable.Through the shadow of the lamp, it did not reveal itself.

It seems that the master has paid attention to both Fujin and Fujin.

They all talked.

It's just two short words.

But very different.

For Fujin, the master is "paining" her; for Fujin, the master is "using" her.

There is a difference of one word, but the weight of the two women in the heart of the master is very different.

……

After the food was served, Fujin brought everyone over to toast. After drinking for three rounds, Yinzhen could only smell sweet and intoxicating.

He glanced over and saw two large bouquets of sweet-scented osmanthus placed obliquely on the chair behind Ergege, which was a bit like "the sweet-scented osmanthus falls in the middle of the moon, and the fragrance of the sky floats away from the clouds".

Yinzhen didn't know that it was picked by his son, but thought it was Fujin's arrangement, thinking that the Wulanara clan had changed his temperament now, and was no longer as gaudy and jeweled as in previous years.

Elegant and natural like this is fine.

Just as I was thinking, the steaming birthday noodles had already arrived.

Gu Yaoyao stretched out her hand under the table and tugged at her daughter's little hand, reminding her that she can hold brother Honghui and go over to offer tea to Ama together.

There are children in every family, and they can't drink alcohol, so of course they can only serve tea.

(End of this chapter)