Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 434 Catch the week
Little Yunyu was placed on a carpet filled with various items, including books, pens, ink, coins, knives and arrows, etc.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yunyu curiously to see what he would catch.

"Mom." Little Yunyu turned his body and looked at Zhao Wangshu.

Zhao Wangshu smiled gently and said, "Yu'er, go and choose one you like."

Little Yunyu babbled a few times, then suddenly stuck out his little butt, supported himself on the ground with his hands, slowly stood up, and then staggered forward.

Everyone held their breath, afraid that he would be frightened and fall.

Zhao Wangshu opened his arms and protected him behind him.

Although Xiao Yunyu walked unsteadily, he stumbled towards the wooden sword placed in the middle of the carpet with a clear goal.

Walking to the wooden sword, he sat down, stretched out his little hand, grabbed the wooden sword with difficulty, and dragged it over with all his strength.

"Yu'er is worthy of being the descendant of a military general. He will definitely become a pillar of the country in the future." Princess Pingyang spoke first, her voice full of praise.

Others also echoed and praised: "Yu'er is really smart and will become a great man in the future."

"A good father will have a good son. Jingyao is a third-rank official at such a young age. Our Yu'er will definitely be better than his father."

Just as Zhao Wangshu was about to go forward and hug her son, Zhao Lishi pulled her back and said with a smile, "Wait, let's see if Yu'er can grab something else."

Xiao Yunyu was seen dragging the wooden sword, crawling forward a few steps, and then stopped. His attention was attracted by a peony flower embroidered on the carpet.

He tilted his little head, stared at the flower curiously, stretched out his other little hand, and gently touched the petals.

"Yu'er likes flowers. It seems that he is a gentle and considerate young man." Yao Shanzhi joked with a smile.

Little Yunyu remembered her voice. When he heard her speak, he looked up at her, then lowered his head. He grabbed a flower on the carpet with his chubby fingers, held it in his little hand, and handed it to her.

"Yuer, are you going to give the flowers to your godmother?" Yao Shanzhi asked in surprise.

Xiao Yunyu nodded heavily, and Yao Shanzhi said happily: "Yu'er is so good, Yu'er is the most filial."

Princess Pingyang nodded slightly, her eyes full of love as she looked at Zhao Wangshu.

After giving the "flowers" to his godmother, Xiao Yunyu continued to drag the wooden sword and crawl forward, and then he saw the exquisite brush.

The brush holder was inlaid with tiny gemstones, which sparkled and obviously attracted him very much.

Xiao Yunyu stretched out his hand, tightly grasped the brush, raised his head, and looked at Zhao Wangshu, "Mom."

"Our Yu'er is a good child who is both literary and martial." Zhao Cui said with a smile on her face.

Everyone praised him again. Although the little guy didn't understand what they meant, he knew they were praising him. He laughed so hard that his saliva flowed out, revealing his little white milk teeth.

Zhao Wangshu went to hug little Yunyu, but the little guy refused to put down the wooden sword and brush in his hands, and even swung the brush around.

"Let me hold him." Yun Hao walked over and picked up little Yun Yu from the ground.

After a few days of getting along, Xiao Yunyu had become familiar with him and called out clearly, "Dad."

Yun Hao was stunned, "He can call me dad now?"

"Are you happy?" Zhao Wangshu asked with a smile.

Yun Hao didn't say anything, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly and his eyes were filled with joy.

The maid came in and reported to Zhao Wangshu, "Young Madam, the banquet is ready."

Zhao Wangshu nodded slightly and withdrew his gaze from Yun Hao and Xiao Yun Yu. "Everyone, please move to the banquet hall to have your meal."

The adults sat around the table, drinking from their glasses and laughing happily.

In the porch, Xiao Yuer and Xiao Juner were eating rice porridge fed by their nurse. The two cousins ​​were only one month apart in age, but they ate in very different ways. Xiao Yuer was more lively and active, holding a brush in one hand and always trying to grab a spoon with the other, his eyes rolling around.

Little Jun'er was calmer. He quietly ate the rice porridge fed by his nurse, occasionally looking up at little Yu'er and calling out, "Brother."

"I want to accompany my brother." Xiao Youyou climbed onto the couch.

The nurse quickly helped her take off her shoes, carried her to the couch, let her sit between her two younger brothers, and fed her.

Little Youyou looked at his two younger brothers, his eyes full of curiosity and love.

She stretched out her little hand and touched Xiao Yuer's chubby little hands, then turned around and pinched Xiao Juner's chubby little face.

"Ahhh." Little Yuer thought that his cousin was going to snatch his brush, so he shouted at her a few times, then put his hands behind his back with a look of alertness on his face.

Xiao Juner smiled at his sister and called her, "Sister."

"Be good, little brother." Xiao Youyou said to Xiao Yuer, "You have to call me sister too, little brother, come on."

Xiao Yuer let out two puffs and kicked his feet. He jumped backwards, away from Xiao Youyou.

"Little brother." Xiao Youyou stretched out her hand, trying to pull him back.

But little Yuer was a smart girl. She would not let her pull her easily. She backed away while making a "pu pu pu" sound.

The brother and sister were clamoring on the couch, one catching the other and running away. The two nurses hurriedly grabbed them and told them to sit down. "Oh, my little ancestors, sit down and stop clamoring. Be careful not to fall."

"I'm not making a fuss. I'm just playing with my little brother." Xiao Youyou corrected them seriously.

"Big girl, finish your meal and then play with your brother, okay?" the nurse coaxed patiently.

"Okay." Xiao Youyou nodded, opened her mouth wide, caught the rice in the spoon, and made a sound of "Ah."

I don’t know if little Yuer found the sound of “Awu” funny, so he also imitated it when eating rice porridge.

Half of the rice porridge in my mouth went into my stomach, and the other half flowed out and onto my bib, making it dirty.

After the three little guys finished eating, their respective wet nurses took handkerchiefs and washed their faces.

The maid brought dolls and toys for them to play with, and Xiao Yuer's favorite tiger doll was taken by Xiao Youyou.

Xiao Yuer crawled over to grab it. Xiao Youyou was a good sister and said, "You like this, here you go."

Xiao Yuer, who was holding the tiger doll, was happy and handed the brush to Xiao Youyou, "Ahhh."

"This is yours, I don't want it." Xiao Youyou waved her hand.

Seeing that she didn't take it, Xiao Yuer took his hand back, held the brush in one hand and waved it back and forth, and held the little tiger's tail in the other hand and swung it back and forth.

On the other side, Xiao Jun'er was studying the wooden whistle. I don't know how he put the wooden whistle in his mouth and blew it out.

But he was frightened by the noise, shivered, and looked at his nurse as if he was about to cry.

The nurse quickly picked him up and patted his back, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, pat your head, you won't be scared."

Xiao Jun'er paused for a moment, then struggled to return to the couch.

The nurse put him back on the couch, and he picked up the wooden whistle and blew it again. This time he was not scared, but enjoyed it.

Little Youyou watched her two younger siblings having fun and joined them. She picked up a small drum next to her and clapped it with her little hands.

It was quite lively in the porch. Song Yuanqu, Zhao Wangshu and Yao Shanzhi, who had just finished their meal, came to see them.

Seeing this, Yao Shanzhi laughed and said, "I thought they were going to fight."

"They are still young and don't know how to fight. They will learn when they grow up." Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.