Joy of Life

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On this night, Chen Pingping, who was in a wheelchair, said something to his emperor sitting on a dragon chair, until many years later, he was still a fan, because no one is qualified to attend, even if he does not leave Yao Gonggong .

This conversation is actually similar to the two conversations outside the royal study in a year. The words are from the lips, from the ears, not to the third. However, today's Kyoto, already knowing the things in the past few months, all come from the secret arrangement of His Majesty and Dean Chen. The two monarchs are only waiting for the enemy hidden in the dark to jump out, and then become a net--Qingdi and Dean Chen has joined forces and it seems to be too strong. He can actually hold the whole Kyoto in the drum for half a month.

Until then, people thought that many years ago, Dean Chen began to accompany his majesty to carry out the unification of the world. The old man in a wheelchair saved his majesty several times, and his majesty gave him the greatest trust. Rongguang, the people of the older generation have never doubted Chen Pingping’s loyalty to His Majesty. This is a fact that has long been proven in history, but it is now reflected again.

Regarding this conversation, there are many speculations in the hearts of all the people in Kyoto.

When the night, Fan leisurely left the palace to go to the government, but did not put his mind on the conversation in the royal study, did not think that this conversation will be related to himself, because he guessed that his Majesty is only a little lonely, and Chen Pingping It is to play the role of a loyal minister and a temporary friend.

The fact is not far from his guess. Because from a certain point of view, Fan Xian and his emperor Laozi are really similar. If the Qing Emperor is the best actor in the world. For twenty years in the world, Fan Xian is naturally the second best actor. Hide your heart and mind in your heart. Passed the Qing Emperor.

This is an unprecedented struggle for acting skills. Fighting the ground is the heart. Fan leisurely opened the carriage curtains. I looked at the quiet night outside Kyoto night street. Thinking a little. Nowadays, I have gained absolute trust from my Majesty. This fight is one more victory. However... why do you have to fight? How to fight in the future?

He was worried and anxious on his face. It’s not a show. But it is really from the bottom of my heart. Especially the extremely complicated joy between the eyebrows is worried. Fully expressed his mood at this time.

Passed the wheelchair. Fan has a low first bow. I saw the gentleness and congratulations of Chen Pingping’s old eyes. He will understand it right away. Sisi was indeed picked up by the president. Since he has returned to Beijing, Sisi has naturally returned to the government, but he does not know whether he was born or not. Whether it is male or female.

I miss this. Where is he still in the mood to think about the conversation in the royal study room. The whole heart has returned to Fan. Urged the subordinates to whip the horses. It’s just that too many people have died in these days, so even if they know that they may have become a father, Fan Xian is only satisfied. But not too much ecstasy. At this time, the nephew killed the mother in the center of the government. After returning home, I really don't know what to do.

The carriage did not stop at the main entrance of Fanfu. Instead, they walked straight through the side lanes and stopped at the corner gate of the back garden. Don't wait for the carriage to stop. Fan Xian has jumped from the car. I glanced at the door and smiled at the door to celebrate my wife. Then go to your own house. Just took a few steps. This smile will be absorbed.

Not that he deliberately made a work. It’s really the **** hurricane of Kyoto today. A new life is coming. Really can't get the **** taste brought by that death.

Passed the flower hall to the east wing. It was not surprising to find that the lights were still slightly lit, and the father and Liu were waiting for themselves in the room. The dim light illuminates the face of Fan Shangshu. Photographed his wrinkles. With the wrinkles in the joy. Fan Shangshu was watching a baby in Liu’s arms. Although barely maintaining the appearance of Zhuang Su. But it can't hide the comfort of the scorpion.

Fan has come to the door, first to the father and Liu. But did not look at the baby in Liu’s arms. I immediately cast my gaze to the bedside and saw that the nephew was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the whisper and talking about something.

The eyes of the child are red and swollen, and there are peaches. It looks pitiful and my face is a lot thinner. It’s awkward. It was a strong smile, and a small gossip with a thought in bed. After a brief glimpse of Fan Xian, he walked over. I don't care if the two elders are in the room. Sit directly to the side of the child. Looking at the thoughts leaning on the pillow with a smile on his face. Looked at this year's big hoe. Said: "Be a mother, why are you still not sleeping like this night?"

Sisi was born in this month, although she was shocked. However, there was a guardianship guard, and Chen Lao’s wife was traveling in the four fields of Kyoto, and she had never been subjected to the cold. Exercise is more than the average mother. So it seems that the spirit is better than the average mother. In addition, this girl has grown up with her childhood. It was also a bit free and easy to be born. Broad heart. Not because of the birth of the baby in the arms, the face has added a few smudges, and it has become more and more like a young woman.

"Young master. I also sleep during the day, where I can sleep." Sisi is also used to calling him a young master, and his eyebrows are full of joy and smugness. It’s just that the words are strong and restrained. Although she is temperate. It’s not a foolish thing, I know that there are so many things happening in Beijing. Little grandma is sad in her heart. I don’t want to be too much in this way.

Just watching the young master not seeing Liu’s baby in the middle of the house after entering the house, he came to the bed and began to ponder. Is it difficult to make a daughter, so that the young master is not happy? The eyes were dimmed by three points.

Even though Fan has a seven-year-old exquisite heart, but the careful thoughts of the women in the backyard of the house are still not clear, and look at this girl's look, thinking that she was sad when she was unaccompanied in production. When I smiled, I was ready to speak a few words.

He didn't understand, but Lin Biaoer wouldn't understand, and Liu wouldn't understand. Watching Liu's holding the child to the bed. The nephew smiled a little and made a look at Fan Xi, whispered: "Look at the little girl."

Fan is a glimpse. Looking back, Liu looked at himself with a slight reproach and looked at himself, only to understand where the problem occurred. I smiled bitterly. I took the baby from Liu’s arms and carefully held it in my hand. Look at it. I found the baby in the middle of it...

This little girl is really not looking good. I don't want to talk about my own looks. It’s a lot of emotions and feelings worse than thinking.

When he looked at it, he couldn't help but laugh. I feel that I am really a little bit ~ the baby will not be able to talk about it in the near future. As long as health is good.

The three women of Liu’s family saw him picking up the baby, but he jumped and did not respond. Look at him nervously. I am afraid that he will not hold the baby. Liu was more ready to reach out and grab it back, but did not expect Fan Yu's left elbow to bend slightly, with the arm neck and the right hand pat. The hugs are sturdy.

Looking at this scene, everyone sighed, including Fan Shangshu, with a strange look at Fan Xian. The long-lost nephew couldn’t help but sneak a smile. At this time, Fan Xian only looked at the daughter who was watching. Where can I look at the eyes of others, and I did not think of it in this world. A man who is willing to hold a child. Especially like the big families like them. It can be considered as rare. And as familiar as he is. Like an old man, it is even more eye-catching.

Fan is holding the child. Sisi said moderately: "The recent situation is not stable, but it is also suffering you... But you know my place, do not look at children when entering the house, but do not like daughters, but in my eyes, children are always less than adults. Important. You can be safe to be the most critical."

I got the secret blame of Liu and my nephew. Fan Xian naturally understands why the previous sorrow was born, and the smile explained two sentences. I didn’t care, but I didn’t think that this was in my heart and my thoughts. Each has a different feeling.

Sisi has a sweet heart. I immediately thought about my childhood. The young master is also a strong mother, the mother of the most bitter mother. Both boys and girls are the same nonsense. Her heart is sweet. However, she did not dare to show too much in front of her nephew, because she knew that her grandmother had always been very generous to herself, and she had wanted a child in the past two years. But always...

In this way, Sisi thought that the two sentences behind Fan Xian had heard the past, and Xiaoyi looked at the little grandmother who looked down and smiled softly. Somehow in my heart, the younger grandmother was saddened.

The women’s minds are complicated here, and Fan is watching her daughter. The more you look at the finer, the more you look at the more joyful. When you first entered the house, you only looked at the emotions of your body and your nephew. You didn’t take this daughter seriously, until you hold it, feel it through the cloth. The soft and tender little body, looking at the wrinkles on her forehead, looking at her daughter from time to time to pout, the apex is getting softer and softer.

The biggest difference between men and women is here. The woman gave birth to a child in October, and she has already cultivated her feelings for ten months. In addition, she has pains and pains in her life. Naturally, she is born with a strong heart. Warmth. And the feelings of men need to look, hold, and experience, will become more and more concentrated.

Especially in the world, such as Fan Xian, the first busy man in the world, Sisi is basically not around when he is pregnant, and naturally does not feel too strong for this child. Just holding it, this feeling came, Fan is more and more cautious, looking at the little girl in his arms, thinking, is this his daughter? It will be very beautiful in the future, and it will be very hot in the future. In the future, this pair of small eyes will be closed and grow longer and longer.

After the apex is soft, it gradually becomes sour and sweet. I don’t know why. Fan feels that the nose is a little blocked. It’s just that the emotion is too complicated. It’s that he doesn’t know what words to use. He only knows a little. The two disasters, which are difficult and difficult, have finally survived in this world.

At this moment, he thought in his heart that even if he died on the spot now, there is always something left in this world. It’s not the same as watching the row of books in the Yin Sun House in Kyoto. This feeling is more intense, more lively and more touching.

After a while, the nephew who looked at the side took the child under the guidance of Liu’s guidance and Fan’s demonstration, and held his arms in distress.

According to this world rule, this is also her child. This kind of distress is really real. Fan Xian smiled and looked at his wife's eyes and pity, and then he thought that his wife couldn't be too old. Under his own care, he was not much different from the girl. However, looking at the nephew holding the child, it seems that I have gone to some grief in my heart, and he feels better in his heart.

The night was already deep, and everyone was a little tired. It was only the first life of Fan’s third generation, which made everyone excited. Fan Shangshu also stayed in this room without hesitation, and looked at this scene cheerfully. Not willing to take a break.

In the end, Liu’s laughter said a few words. Let the old man and the nurse who have been waiting in the outer car come in and hold the child to stand aside, and urge people to rest early.

When Fan Shangshu left, he suddenly thought of one thing, ready to call Fan to go to the study room and ask about the situation in the palace today. His emotions. I immediately thought that this child had been working hard all these days, and finally had a happy event, why bother to disturb. There is no opening.

Instead, when the two elders left. Fan Xian was pleased to ask: "Father. I am in the Jiangnan season, please name it, I don't know what to name for this girl."

He asked for pleasure, but Fan Shangshu glanced at Liu. His eyes were a bit complicated, and he said calmly: "My daughter's family, don't worry about taking the name. First, take a name and call it."

"Fan Xiaohua." Fan said with a smile: "The little name is already thinking about it."

As soon as this was said, Lin Biaoer and Sisi were somewhat dissatisfied and thought of themselves. How to take such a common name. But Sisi was afraid to speak in front of everyone. The nephew is noticing the look of the family. A glimpse in my heart. Did not say anything.

Fan Xian and his nephew looked at each other and only remembered one thing. His face is not very good looking. After Fan Shangshu and Liu’s going out, he couldn’t help but shook his head and sighed. He looked at the daughter in the old man’s arms and said, “It’s hard to be the name of this little girl. ?"

Sisi was shocked. I wonder what this is saying? Immediately think of another identity of the young master. I quickly licked my mouth and did not dare to express any opinions.

Lin Biaoer looked at him and said softly: "Listen to the old man. In the past, your place was also taken from the palace. I don't know the name, but the day after tomorrow. Your Majesty will let you hold the child into the palace. Giving the name is an anecdote I am afraid that I will send a group of old ladies and sucklings to pick you up."

Fan Fei’s eyebrows were slightly picky, and sneer said: “The old groceries in the palace... come here. It’s just a single raise.”

Now he speaks naturally with this confidence. Even the Queen Mother dared to slap in the face, let alone those old fish eyes. Just this one

In the east wing, I was scared when I was holding my baby girl. She is looking down. The atmosphere does not dare to say a word.

Fan took a look at them and said gently: "I will look after the lady in the weekdays. I always have to work hard for you. But the nurses don't have to, and the grandmother will go to the lady tomorrow."

Lin Biao looked at him with a puzzled look. What do you want to do? Why should you drive the nurse out? I saw Fan sitting back to the bed and smiling and asked Sisi: "Is there milk?"

Sisi was slightly shy and nodded. Fan Xiao smiled. Said: "There is a knot. The child has to raise himself, what is the matter for the nurse and the child."

Fan is thinking about where you guys know the importance of breastfeeding. How much does it cost to sell colostrum in the world? The doctor said that the mother's personal breastfeeding has a psychological impact on the baby... He knows that these things will come out, and no one in the world can understand it, and he will not discuss it with the two women. It was decided arbitrarily.

Along the side, the nurse did not dare to say anything, what happened to the nurse? Your old fan family can make a fortune, not because the ancestors of Zhangzhou have milked a few royal children. The old man at home is listening to some other tastes. Looking at the young master with a stunned look, I wonder if the young master is going to let the grandmother personally raise the lady? This can be a bad rule, and I will always talk to my wife tomorrow.

Fan Xian didn't know what the old woman was thinking, and didn't care much. She had been working hard in this world for 20 years. If her daughter had to raise her own words, she would say that she was alive. .

Sitting next to Sisi and saying a few words, I found that this girl was sleepy. She was strong and squinted, and some could not bear it. Fan said with a smile: "Hurry and sleep. When you were in Zhangzhou in the past, you were more than me. lazy."

Looking at the thoughts and words, Fan Xiao smiled: "I have been confused since I came to Kyoto for a few years. When I was young, I said that boys and girls are the same. Although they are not national policies, they are also family rules."

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When I got back to the main bedroom, I had a sleepy eye and made the steamed buns hot. I was ready to serve the two masters. Fan Fan waved them and drove them out, and helped the children to sit by the bed, seriously. Looking at her eyes, she said, "I know that the rules of the big house, the children born to the mother, have to live with the big house."

There were tears in Lin’s eyes that turned twice, but it didn’t flow down. In the past few days, she didn’t know how much she was hit. How much sadness in her heart, but there is nowhere to pour, thinking about going home today, though I remember The baby girl is a flesh and blood, her heart is also happy, and she is still somewhat grateful to Sisi, but the heart is full of emotions.

In particular, Fan Xian is faintly obsessed with the meaning of not allowing himself to participate. Some emotions are mixed, so that her children can't stop sorrow. She is born noble, her life is bizarre, her **** is like snow and ice, and her happiness is always hidden. Not sent to the ground, but after all, it is a woman, but where a woman, there is always a woman's delicate mind.

Fan quietly looked at her, knowing that the princess died, the second emperor died, the royal bloody, the wife was already embarrassed, and said in a soft tone: "Is it wrong? I just don't want those nurses." Stained our children... This child is always ours, but after all, Sisi is her biological mother, and she can’t just hug it.”

Lin Biaoer sighed and looked at the face in front of her knees and said softly: "You don't have to be so small in front of me. I know that you are worried about me." She smiled a little reluctantly. "But sometimes it is sometimes said." It’s really a bit of a taste, like you and Sisi sometimes speaking, I don’t understand much, what is the national policy.”

Fan Xian has no choice but to smile. After all, Sisi is a person who grows up with himself. It is like a sister who grew up with a letter of education. Naturally, some of them belong to the sharing of that world. He holds his wife’s hands and whispers: "Afterwards. ...I have something to say to you, only we know that others want to know... Hey, don’t tell him."

After he paused, he clenched his wife's hands and smiled and said: "What carriages, cars and cannons, I will tell you."

Lin Biaoer listened to the fog, thinking that the carriage is a car, but what is the car cannon? However, he also knew that he was ignoring himself, and forcibly concealed his face with sadness. He said with a slight head: "I am... I want a child, see my brothers now in the underground, I don't know how it will be in the future." If you have a child, you will have more than one hope."

This is indifferent, but let Fan Xian’s heart sorrow and grief, especially when looking at the child’s cheeks at this time, which is much less than two years ago. Compared with the thinking of the box, it seems that she is only Just produced a loss of the body, more pity. He knows his wife's thoughts, and the development of the drug should be almost the same. There is an eight-point confidence in his heart. He said with a smile: "Children must of course live, let us regenerate a younger brother, and this family can be lively. It is."

He only said that when he was yelling at himself, he smiled and said nothing. Fan Xian was looking at him with thieves and said: "But having children, it seems that there are many steps to be done. Let’s say, we are already big. I haven’t had a fever for half a year."

Lin Xiaoer smiled and licked him, and immediately thought that Xianggong was deliberately amused himself, thinking of his benefits and care, but added a bit of sadness. Fan Xian was just joking. There were so many people in the palace. The couple and the two of them had the mood to do this. He stood up and put the pot a little warmer. He put it in front of the bed and put it directly. The shoes and socks were taken off, but she jumped.

"When you wash your feet, these days in the palace are running outside, it will be a lot of suffering." Fan leisurely lowered his head, put his wife's bare feet into the basin, picked up the hot water, gently squatting .

Lin Yuer looked at his hair and felt the warmth of his feet. The nose was sour and he cried silently. Fan Xian lowered his head and did not look up and knew that she was crying. He knew that his wife was sad, but he could not find any words to comfort the other. Only silently washed her feet, and she could not help but countless sorrows and grief.

The sound of the water is getting worse, tired for countless days, and the spirit is exhausted. With both hands holding Lin Biao's bare feet, leaning on her knees, she fell into a dream like this, sleeping peacefully, like a child. Lin Biao gently stroked his face with pity, tears began to dry, and whispered: "You will not suffer if you have it."