You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 1298
It's just that little A-Ping is more or less unaccustomed to Ying Yu's embrace, twisting his chubby body to turn over and sleep next to his mother.

"Father, I want to sleep with my mother. The position where my father slept before was all owned by Aping."

Ying Yu squeezed A Ping's fleshy arm and laughed, "I even got into an argument with my dad. Dad slept in this position when I didn't have you before. It's nothing to do with you."

"You can't sleep with your mother when you grow up. Sleeping with your father will be cheaper for you. That's all, close your eyes quickly, and see that your sleepy eyes are red. You will not be allowed to wake up so early in the future."

"Father is in the mansion, can he run away without teaching you how to practice martial arts?"

Ah Ping also smiled when he heard this, and obediently fell asleep in Ying Yu's arms, and soon fell asleep.

On the contrary, Ying Yu was very energetic, stretching out his arms to caress Wen Qing'er's little face for a while, and pinching the baby in his arms for a while, feeling unsatisfied, thinking wildly for a while, but gradually fell asleep.

The family of three didn't wake up until lunch time, changed their clothes, washed and ate together, and the scene was always lively.

Ying Yu originally wanted to take Qing Qing to take a nap after lunch, but A Ping was really noisy, and she wanted Ying Yu to take her to practice martial arts. If she didn't practice, Ying Yu had to take A Ping to a cool place first. Drill this monkey well.

Wen Qing'er didn't have time to spare, first she called all the children to her, and asked how her homework was doing yesterday, and she also had to talk about sister Ya's and Fei Ge'er's messing around with A Ping One said.

If Ah Ping is really tight with these kids, the palace will be turned upside down.

I didn't mean to blame, but I just said a few more words. Seeing that the children couldn't calm down to read and practice calligraphy because of the heat, Wen Qinger also asked the children to go to Ying Yu to practice martial arts. .

Not to mention how good it will be in the future, it is good for the body to run and jump more now, and sleep soundly at night after playing, saving a few children from having nothing to do every day, just thinking of ways to be mischievous.

Sister Ya and Fei Geer were trembling at first, thinking that Second Aunt was going to settle a mischievous account with them yesterday, but who knew that they didn't say anything, now when they heard that Second Uncle was going to teach them martial arts, they all ran over happily up.

At this moment, Sister Xian is older, and she is eight years old, and she can't play with a group of little bean dings, so she only talks with Wen Qing'er.

"Second Aunt, look at the purse I embroidered with you. I have been practicing for a long time. If it is not good, I am embarrassed to bring it to you."

Sister Xian is not so reserved in front of Wen Qing'er now. Although she calls her Second Aunt, she really sees Wen Qing'er as her own mother in her heart.

Wen Qing'er, the second aunt, took more care than her biological mother. When she was sick, Wen Qing'er took care of her clothes, and when she was enlightened, Wen Qing'er taught her calligraphy hand in hand.

With such careful ironing, the feeling of being cautious and depending on others in sister Xian's heart was quickly eliminated, and now the second aunt is her closest person.

Wen Qinger leaned on the concubine's couch and took Sister Xian's purse to have a look. She first praised it, and then said that the stitches should be denser and those stitches should be thinner. Listening to Sister Xian, she really felt that she had gained a lot. A lot.

"Don't embroider in the house all the time on weekdays, come out to play more, go out for a stroll, don't you play with the girl from General Wang's family, okay, walk around more on weekdays."

(End of this chapter)