Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 441, Reading

"Xiao An? Xiao An?"

Xiaoqing tried to pick up the little guy, but found that he turned around skillfully in the ewe's arms, buried his face in the wool, and only showed his little buttocks.

In this hot day, the little guy is not too hot.

"Seventh brother, should the wool on this sheep be cut?"

"Hmm... that's weird. Doesn't this kid often sleep with animals? How can he sleep so soundly?"

Actually slipped down from Xiaoqing's bed in the middle of the night.

What Xiaoqing thought of was another thing: Xie's family is the largest rancher in the north, and now their family is ruined, can they try to buy some of their livestock?

The village has raised so many pigs this year, and her family's ducks will also have a bumper harvest. This is enough for the villagers or Luo Shan, but what about the army of Husband and the others?

Startled by his mother's voice, little Chang'an woke up from his sleep, only to realize that he had run back to the sheepfold again, he couldn't help feeling a little frightened, with a frightened expression on his face, afraid that his mother would scold him.

"It's okay Xiao An, you can do whatever you like, then you grew up like this, it's normal to like to sleep with them, mother also wants to buy more livestock from Xie's Zhuangzi, you can do whatever you like Play with them, but don't let them do harm."

The incident happened suddenly yesterday, and there were too many people and things to do. Xiaoqing didn't ask Xiaoan to pursue his loss of control, but it doesn't mean he would let it go. After all, if the little guy wants to integrate into this place in the future, he must learn to control it. Otherwise, this kind of power will not only harm others, but also harm himself in the end.

She knew that the little guy could understand a little bit now, even if he couldn't understand, she could still feel other people's emotions, so she told him slowly:

"Look, if you do something wrong, mother scolds you, are you afraid?"

The little guy suddenly showed a fearful expression, and nodded like a pounding garlic.

"Then, what if the mother is angry and beats you?"

The little guy became even more frightened when he heard it, and hurriedly shook his head,
"No, no... don't fight... be afraid!"

After finishing speaking, he was a little hesitant. After thinking about it, he pouted his little butt and gave it to Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing couldn't laugh or cry by him, she hugged her whole body into her arms with that little buttocks in her arms,
"Silly boy, mother won't beat you, because you are a sensible and good boy, if you do something wrong, mother will tell you, you can change it, mother will not punish you."

Xiao An stuck out his head in doubt, and he understood: If you change it, you won't be punished.

"So it's the same for those bad people. They made mistakes and let them correct them, not to punish them, understand? You also have to give others a chance to correct their mistakes. A person has only one life, and when he dies, he loses everything. You can't take others at will. life, you know?"

Little Chang'an feels aggrieved: But they want to kill you...

But looking at Xiaoqing's firm gaze, she nodded obediently: Xiaoan is mother's Xiaoan, and Xiaoan listens to everything mother says!
"Ok!"

Xiaoqing caressed the little guy's fluffy head affectionately. How could such a cute child go through so many terrible things?

The little guy just woke up and was still a little angry. He hugged Xiaoqing's leg, and Xiaoqing was hugged by him.

Today, I want to discuss crops and livestock with Seventh Brother, because Lin Daqiang is also good at this, and has dealt with crops all his life, unlike Chen Qinong who became a monk halfway, relying solely on his talent and blind thinking, there are many more Practical experience is taught by him.

Lin Daqiang's son is half a child. He works in the field with his father during the day, and learns to read at night at the school opened by Xiaoqing. He not only shows off a good figure of a working people, but also has the confidence and wisdom of a scholar.

(End of this chapter)