four and a half year old farm family pet

Chapter 2567: Take Shang Munchun as a Disciple
"Don't listen to him." Yuan Bao said to the three merchant boys who changed their expressions. "My people, I have the final say. His words don't count. You three, get up first."

When the merchant's three boys stood up, Yuanbao looked at Shang Muchun and said, "If I accept you as my apprentice, will you be my apprentice?"

Shang Muchun's eyes suddenly widened and his mouth opened slightly.

Shang Zichen and Shang Zicheng reacted before him, shaking his arms excitedly from left to right, gritting his teeth and reminding him: "Hurry up and nod!"

"Nod your head quickly, Brother Muchun! Her Highness the Princess wants to accept you as her disciple!"

Shang Muchun was about to fall apart, and he knelt down towards Yuan Bao in a daze.

After kneeling for a few breaths, he finally came back to his senses and nodded to Yuan Bao, "Yes~ yes! I wish you the best in late spring!"

Yuanbao smiled and said, "Okay, then you can offer me a cup of apprenticeship tea. From now on, you, Shang Muchun, will be my personal disciple, Jin Yuanbao."

Hearing this, Shang Muchun immediately got up and went to pour tea.

Shang Zichen held his shoulders, and Shang Zicheng ran over and quickly poured tea and brought it over.

Shang Muchun's hands trembling slightly while serving tea, and his voice trembled even more, "My disciple, Shang Muchun, is here today to worship Princess Jin Yuanbao as my master! Master, please have some tea!"

Yuan Bao smiled and took the tea with both hands, took a big sip, and then took out his silver needle bag.

"Here, this is the silver needle that my master has always used. I give it to you as a meeting gift today."

Shang Muchun stretched out his hands, wanting to take it, but he didn't dare to take it.

Yuan Bao leaned forward slightly and put the silver needle pouch directly into his hand, "Take it, although the age difference between you and me is not big, but as the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. This is a greeting gift that I give you as a master and as an elder, so just take it."

After hearing this, Shang Muchun accepted the silver needle with peace of mind, bowed respectfully to Yuan Bao and thanked him.

After Shang Muchun's death, Shang Zichen and Shang Zicheng were sincerely happy for Shang Muchun. The corners of their mouths almost reached their ears.Yuan Bao was overjoyed when he saw that their eyes were clear and simple, and they were not jealous people. He said to them: "Although you two are not talented enough to be my disciples, you two are better at doing things carefully. From now on, you will be my medicine boy.”

Good thing it was his turn, now it was Shang Zichen's turn and Shang Zicheng couldn't react.

After a while, they hugged each other in surprise, cheering and slapping each other's shoulder blades hard.

Behind them, Pei Yu's eyes were filled with resentment, vividly explaining what it means to be incompatible with joy and sorrow.

It was night, and I entered a private house in the courtyard.

Pei Yu pestered Yuan Bao like an octopus and complained: "You are a married woman with a child! How can you behave with three men by your side?"

Yuan Bao tried to struggle, but to no avail. He couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Those are three and a half-year-old children. What kind of men are they?"

"Child? You call someone as tall as me, the one named Shang, a child?!"

"In late spring, he only looks mature on the outside, but he is actually only sixteen. Compared with you and me, he is still a child."

"Muchun?! You actually call him Muchun so intimately? As your husband, the father of your two children, you still call him by his first name!"

A clear laugh escaped from Yuan Bao's throat, "Then who asked our father and mother to give you a two-character name? Then I can't just call you the single name 'Yu'."

"Then you will still call me 'little brother' from now on. That's what you called me when you were a child."

The title "little brother" suddenly brought Yuan Bao's memory back to his childhood.

Now that I think about it, many memories that I am embarrassed to say come to mind. Not to mention shouting the three words "little brother", Yuanbao feels that his face is extremely hot just thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)