Dragon cubs are the group pet of the Qing Palace

"Big brother is still young, so he can't eat so many dim sum." Yinhu felt a little headache when he saw his big brother's behavior.

Yinti waved his hands indifferently when he heard the words: "It's only two pieces of dim sum, what's the matter?"

Yinhu wanted to say that two pieces of dim sum were not much for them, but it was quite a lot for the little guy. You must know that Huang Ama set him a daily amount of only three yuan.

However, before he could say anything, Yinti had already pulled him to chat about other topics.

Probably because he had been imprisoned for a long time, Yinti was a little talkative at this time, and he wanted to ask Yinti about everything he thought of.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he doesn't even have anyone to talk to in the mansion, it's just that he has nothing to talk to with the people who are also locked in the mansion.

While talking, Yinti thought of Yinfeng, and finally couldn't help asking: "He hasn't been released, has he?"

Yinti knew in his heart that Huang Ama obviously loved Yinreng's son more than himself, otherwise he would not restore him after the prince was abolished.

It is precisely because of this that during the days when he was locked in the mansion, he occasionally couldn't help wondering whether Huang Ama had released him.

Thinking that Yinfeng was also imprisoned, he felt a little more balanced. If the other party had already been released, even if he couldn't do anything, it would be difficult to calm down.

Yinhu almost subconsciously realized who the "he" Yinti was talking about, shook his head and said, "No."

Hearing this, Yinti breathed a sigh of relief.

When the two brothers were communicating, Cheng An was eating a piece of dim sum in one hand, and while eating, he looked back and forth at the two elder brothers who said they couldn't understand.

Finished the last piece of dim sum in one gulp, the little guy who didn't eat enough probably thought Brother Da was nice, so he raised his head and said, "Brother Da, eat it."

Yinti bowed his head when he heard his voice, and saw him pointing at the snacks on the table with his little finger.

Anyway, it's my brother, just now he gave him a piece of jade pendant, just some snacks, he naturally wouldn't begrudge it.

Yinti grabbed two more snacks and stuffed them into his hands together.

Wow!

Seeing that there were two more snacks in his hand, Cheng An's eyes lit up.

"Brother!" Yinhu yelled in disapproval, then got up and picked up the snacks on the table and put them on the upper floor of Duobao Pavilion, which is not far away.

As for?

"Old Ba, how did you become a mother-in-law now?" Yinti couldn't help but asked while watching his movements.

After putting away the dim sum, Yinhu ignored him, but first said to Cheng An: "Mynah also wants to eat dim sum."

Hearing his words, Cheng An looked at the two pieces of dim sum in his hand, and finally took one piece out and handed it out: "Brother here."

After thanking Yinhu, he reached out to take it and began to eat.

"No, why are you coaxing children's snacks?" Yinti felt that he hadn't seen him for a long time, but he couldn't understand this eighth brother.

After he finished speaking, Cheng An thought about it and broke open the remaining piece of snack and handed out half of it: "Brother Da."

Yinti was a little surprised to see that he obviously looked gluttonous, but he didn't protect his food at this meeting.

Just when he was about to refuse, Yinhu said: "Huang Ama only allows him to eat three yuan of snacks a day, and the two yuan of dim sum here can be worth the three yuan he usually eats."

Brothers have always been in awe of Kangxi, upon hearing this, Yinti took over half a piece of dim sum with his hands faster than his brain.

Seeing that Brother Da had it, Cheng An took the remaining half of the dim sum in his hand and began to eat it.

Yinti took the dim sum and brought it to his mouth subconsciously. It was obviously a dim sum that he usually eats on weekdays. Now he wondered if it was because he ate too deliciously, and he felt that it seemed to be more delicious.

Half a snack is only two bites to him, and he said after eating: "Then what should he do if he eats an extra half?"

The half of the piece in the little guy's hand has almost been eaten, what else can Yinhu do.

"Only half a dollar should be fine."

The only thing Yinhu is lucky about this meeting is that he came out earlier, the little guy hasn't eaten the snacks for today, so going back and telling him not to serve him again, the impact is not too big.

Afterwards, the hall was temporarily quiet for a while, only the slight sound of the little guy nibbling on the snacks was heard.

"He always eats with his front teeth." Yinti stared unconsciously for a while and then said.

Yinhu looked at the little guy eating snacks and said with a smile: "The teeth behind him haven't grown yet."

Don't look at Cheng An eating so happily, but after all, he has just turned one year old, and his teeth haven't erupted so quickly.

"I love to eat so much before my teeth grow." Yinti doesn't remember what he was like when he was his age, but he probably doesn't eat as much as he does.

Yinhu subconsciously protects his younger brother: "It's just a child's nature."

In the time between their two sentences, Cheng An finally finished eating the dim sum in his hand, and when he saw some heart crumbs sticking to his fingers, he subconsciously wanted to lick it, but remembering that his fourth brother said "not babbling", he finally couldn't bear it. live.

"Brother Da."

Yinti saw his little hand stretched out, and patted it lightly: "No more."

Cheng An heard his words, blinked and looked at him with some doubts.

Yinhu saw what he meant, took the man in front of him, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth first, and then lowered his head to help him wipe his hands.

The little guy obediently spread out his little hand and let him wipe it, the aftertaste of the snack was still in his mouth.

Only when Yinti saw this did he realize that he just reached out to wipe his hands himself.

Does Grandpa look like such a good-tempered person?

While doubting in his heart, Yinti looked at the very harmonious picture in front of him, and couldn't help saying: "Old Ba, tell the truth, this is really not your son?"

It's no wonder he asked this question, it's because even though Yinhu has a good temper since he was a child, Yinti has never seen him be so gentle to others since he was a child.

Perhaps in private, he might have treated himself, Fujin, but Yinti is sure that at least the ninth and tenth children who grew up with him did not receive this kind of treatment.

It's a good thing that Yinzhen and Yin'e didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise they would definitely tell him, even if they had it, they wouldn't want it. After all, it's a bit unbearable just trying to put this scene on themselves.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense." Yinhu felt helpless.

After he finished speaking, Cheng An in front of him had turned into a clean baby again.

After eating, the little guy was in better spirits. After hugging the starling who helped him wipe his hands to express his gratitude, he turned his head and looked at Yinti again: "Brother Da, you are ashamed."

Yinti still couldn't understand, so he guessed whether he still wanted to eat snacks, and simply replied: "No."

Hearing his refusal, the smile on Cheng An's face disappeared instantly, and his small mouth was even more puckered.

Seeing that he looked like he was about to cry, Yinti, who was a little afraid that he would really cry, quickly added: "Not today, but next time."

At the same time as the words fell, what Yinti thought in his heart was that the palace is not guilty, and whether he can come next time is another matter.

The two of them talked like chickens and ducks, and they were able to match each other.

After hearing Brother Da's words, Cheng An slowly regained his happy expression, and didn't urge him to teach him how to fly again.

After putting aside the matter of flying for the time being, the little guy leaned in front of his brother Da: "Brother Da..."

Although most of what he said could not be understood, Yinti could still feel the closeness he expressed.

Even though he felt that his closeness was inexplicable, Yinti couldn't hate him.

The corners of Yinhu's lips raised slightly when he saw that he wanted to push Cheng An away from the beginning, but now he was willing to "hmmm" perfunctory his words.

"Brother Da, drink it." Probably because he talked too much, Cheng An began to feel thirsty after a while.

When Yinti heard him tell him to drink, he wondered if he still knew whether he could drink every day?

Living in seclusion in the mansion was very depressing. Yinti, who couldn't get up to do other things, fell in love with drinking. Fortunately, he drank alcohol for a while when he couldn't vent his emotions at first, but he would restrain himself later.

Yinhu guessed that he didn't understand, and explained: "He wants to drink water."

Co-authoring is not "Brother, drink", but "Brother, drink".

When Yinti heard the words, he directly picked up the untouched tea and was about to hand it to him, but Yinti hurriedly stopped him: "He is too young to drink tea, let someone bring some fresh water."

"It's really troublesome." Although Yinti said so, he immediately ordered someone to bring a pot of clean water up.

Yinhu picked up the water poured by the servants and fed it directly to Cheng An, and with the other hand, he wiped the water from his chin from time to time.

Looking at this scene, Yinti couldn't help but click twice in his heart.

After feeding the little guy and drinking water, Yinhu had seen him for a while, and said to him: "Chengan, shall we go back?"

"No." Cheng An shook his head, then ran over and pulled Yinti's sleeve.

Although Brother Da refused to teach him how to fly today, Cheng An didn't want to leave at all when he finally saw Brother Da.

Yinti was unprepared for being grabbed by his sleeve, and his first reaction was to pull it away, but seeing his closeness to him, he didn't even want to leave, and was a little happy in his heart, and finally let him pull his sleeve without saying anything. He also spoke for him: "It's rare for you to come here, and leave after lunch."

"Okay." Hearing the word "eat", Cheng An immediately agreed.

Of these two, the younger one didn't know how to write the word "self-consciousness", and the older one acted casually, how could Yinhu dare to stay for dinner.

But he just couldn't resist the little guy who could act like a baby, and when he put his arms around him and called him "brother", he finally reluctantly agreed.

Forget it, I haven't seen my eldest brother for a long time, it's rare to have this opportunity, so I should spend more time with him.

Yinhu thought to himself.

The two brothers had pretty much talked about what they should have talked about just now, so they didn't have much to say, so they all looked at the little guy who was obviously a little excited because he could stay for lunch.

"Yeah, oriole chirping and chirping~" Probably because he was too happy, he also started to read the poem.

When Yinhu heard this, seeing that he answered one more word than before, she couldn't help but smiled and applauded lightly.

Hearing his brother's applause, the little elder brother puffed up his chest slightly, and said again: "Yeah, oriole chirping and chirping~"

After this time, Yinti finally realized what he was reading, burst out laughing and asked, "Who taught him this?"

"It seems to be Huang Ama." Yinhu said.

Yinti: "..."

Yinti: "No wonder, I said he can read poetry at such a young age, so it was taught by Huang Ama."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Cheng An and changed the subject: "What's the next sentence?"

"What?" Cheng An tilted his head and looked at him.

Seeing that he didn't know, Yinti simply taught: "A group of egrets go up to the blue sky."

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah." He read it too fast, and the little guy who couldn't hear clearly simply repeated it in his own language according to his rhythm.

"What are you?" Yinti was quite speechless.

Cheng An blinked his eyes and looked at him innocently.

Yinhu turned to his younger brother and said, "Brother, you read too fast."

"Okay, I'll take it slow." Yinti taught again after finishing speaking.

Cheng An followed suit: "One, Bai You, go up and chirp."

Hearing this line of his poem, Yinhu laughed and clapped at the same time, thinking that this "chirp" fits well with the "jiujiu" in the previous line.

When Yinti heard a good line of poetry coming out of his mouth, he didn't believe it after saying "Hey", and continued to teach.

However, it wasn't that Cheng An didn't study hard, but that he couldn't pronounce certain sounds accurately.

Why do I have to teach him to read poetry?

After teaching it several times but failing to teach it, Yinti suddenly realized that he was not full.

"Forget it, chirp if you like." Yinti, who was not a patient person, chose to give up.

Yinhu laughed when he heard what he said, and then suddenly felt that there was a sentence that might be suitable for the little guy to learn, so he taught it casually: "Chengan, chirp and chirp."

"Chirp chirp chirp." Cheng An learned while shaking his head.

When Yinhu heard the words, he boasted with a smile in his eyes: "That's right, Cheng'an got four words right this time, really amazing."

The little guy who was praised laughed, and seemed a little embarrassed, and threw himself into his arms to hide his face.

Does this work too?

Yinti looked at his eighth brother with a speechless expression.

The brothers chatted and played around, and it was already noon in a blink of an eye.

In the past few years, there have been rare guests in the house, and the kitchen has prepared a table of good dishes with great care and delivered them.

Speaking of which, Kangxi finally softened his heart towards the eldest son, otherwise he would not have been locked up in his own mansion. You must know that if he was locked up in other places, Yinti's life would not be so easy.

"Come on, eighth brother, I'll toast you a glass." It was rare for someone to drink with him, and Yinti picked up the glass as soon as he sat down at the table.

He is also an elder brother no matter what, Yinhu has the nerve to ask him to respect him, so he quickly picks up the cup and touches it.

Sitting in his arms, Cheng An watched the movements of the two brothers, and after Yinhu finished drinking, he couldn't help but said, "Brother wants it."

Yinhu looked down at him, and asked someone to bring him an empty, unused wine glass.

The little guy was not satisfied with the empty wine glass, he pointed to the wine pot and called his brother again.

Yinhu had already guessed that the meal might take a little effort, so he ordered someone to fetch a clean wine jug and fill it with a jug of water.

After the water was delivered, Yinhu poured half a glass of water into the glass in his hand.

The little guy still couldn't tell the difference between water and wine, but he was overjoyed when he saw that there was also wine in his glass.

"Brother," he called, raising his glass.

It has long been discovered that the little guy likes to imitate, Yinhu picks up his wine glass and touches him lightly without any surprise.

After clinking glasses with him, Cheng An held up the glass and looked at Yinti: "Brother Da."

Yinti thought he was really interesting, and touched him with a cup.

After clinking glasses with his two elder brothers, Cheng An giggled, and after laughing, he held the cup and started to drink.

Ignoring the water in his glass, it looked like that when he raised the glass with one hand to clink glasses just now, but when he held it to his mouth with two small hands, he became cute and cute again in an instant.

After playing with him, Yinhu picked up the rice in front of him and tasted it. Seeing that it was quite soft, he filled it with a spoon, and then picked up some steamed fish and put it on top to feed the little guy in his arms.

The fragrant rice was brought to his mouth, and the little guy ate it in one gulp.

Cheng An can already eat some soft rice now, and the dishes are lighter in taste, and can be eaten even if they are crumbled.

The kitchen probably received news that there was another little elder brother, so a lot of dishes that he could eat were prepared on the table.

"Let the servants feed it." Yinti saw that Yinhu even did the feeding himself, so he couldn't help but speak.

Yinhu fed Chengan with egg custard and some rice, then shook his head and said, "He doesn't like being fed by others."

"If you don't let the slaves feed you in the palace, you can't feed him every day." Yinti said casually, "You can't let Huang Ama feed him."

Yinhu looked at him and nodded: "It is indeed Huang Ama who feeds him on weekdays."

what?

Yinti doubted his ears a bit: "What did you just say?"

Yinhu repeated while continuing to feed.

In fact, for him, feeding the little guy is quite interesting, especially seeing him eating so seriously one bite at a time. After feeding the meal, he not only has an appetite, but also has an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

After making sure that he heard it right, Yinti couldn't help looking at the little guy in his arms again, wondering how he could let Huang Ama feed him every day.

Is it because he is good-looking?

Well, not only is he good-looking, he also looks smart and has a pleasing personality, but this is not the reason why Huang Ama did so much for him, right?

Yinti couldn't help but recall whether Yinfeng had this kind of treatment back then.

However, there is only a two-year age difference between the two brothers. Yinfeng was also very young when he was young, so he really can't remember.

Yinhu didn't have time to care about his thoughts, so he spooned some chopped vegetables into Chengan's mouth.

The little guy is not too picky eater, he also eats vegetables, but he still prefers meat to vegetables.

He had already eaten a bite of vegetables just now, and when he saw green vegetables again, he turned his head and said, "I want meat."

Hearing his voice, Yinti came back from his own thoughts, picked up the chopsticks and handed over a roasted chicken leg.

The attractively colored roasted chicken leg exudes an attractive aroma, Cheng An reached out to take it and put it to his mouth without even thinking about it.

Yinhu didn't even have time to put down the bowl when he saw it, so he quickly took the chicken leg from his hand.

However, no matter how fast he moved, the chicken leg was still bitten off by the little guy.

"Hey, you can't eat this yet, spit it out quickly." Yinhu coaxed.

Roasted chicken drumsticks are very delicious, don't taste too fragrant, how could Cheng An be willing to spit it out: "An'an, eat it."

He refused to spit Yinhu, and it was impossible to break his mouth forcefully, it would be even worse if he choked.

Yinhu glanced at the chicken leg, seeing that he had only bitten off a little bit, so he could only remind him to chew some before swallowing.

It was the first time to eat such delicious meat, even if he didn't mention Chengan, he couldn't bear to swallow it directly, so he nodded obediently.

After reminding him, Yinhu couldn't help but turned to look at the culprit.

"He has teeth, what's the point of eating some meat." Yinti defended himself.

Yinhu sighed, "He's still young."

"Okay, I understand." Yinti began to sigh when he saw him, and picked up the bowl and chopsticks to express that he would not feed him indiscriminately.

As he was eating, he suddenly realized that looking at the little guy who was delicious in everything, his appetite improved a lot, especially when he was eating the roast chicken that the other party couldn't eat, he felt inexplicably superior.

"Brother Da eats meat." Cheng An immediately raised his head after noticing that he was eating roast chicken.

Yinti understood what he meant this time, and knew that he was asking himself for meat. After putting the roast chicken on the chopsticks into the bowl, he showed a helpless expression: "Your starling won't let me eat it for you."

After finishing speaking, he very viciously picked up the roast chicken again, and began to bite slowly in front of Cheng An.

"Brother eats meat." Cheng An, who was greedy, looked at his starling again.

Yinhu directly put half a spoonful of minced meat into his mouth: "Okay, I'll give you some meat."

He was also patient, he coaxed the little guy to say anything, but he didn't feed the one who couldn't eat, and finally fed him after a while.

It was inevitable that he would continue to feel greedy looking at the dishes on the table, Yinhu made sure that he was full and put him on the ground, and then he started to eat.

After standing beside him for a while, Cheng An couldn't help but rubbed against Yin Ti, stretching out his hand to gently tug on his clothes.

Before Yinti finished eating, when he noticed the movement and looked down, he met a cute little face.

Guessing that he probably wanted to give him meat himself, Yinti subconsciously glanced at Yinti who was picking up vegetables, but finally shook his head.

He wasn't afraid of Yinhu, but he was worried that if he really fed people up, Huang Ama might not be able to get around him.

"Go and play by yourself." Finally Yinti said.

Seeing that Brother Da didn't let the meat eat by himself, Cheng An calmed down and lay down on an empty chair, looking up at the two brothers from time to time.

After lunch, Yinhu had to take the little guy back whether he wanted to leave or not.

"Da Ge Da Ge..." Cheng An walked out in his arms, couldn't help turning his head and shouting at Yin Ti.

Yinti didn't feel anything at first, but when he heard his calls, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He knew that Huang Ama would not forgive him, and he would probably only be able to spend his lifetime in this square world.

Thinking that this might be the first and last time their brothers met, Yinti felt a little sad.

"Eighth Brother, wait a minute." He finally couldn't help but speak, and after leaving him behind for a while, he turned and went into the room.

After a while, Yinti came out with a box and handed it to Chengan: "Birthday gift."

Inside the small box is a jade wrench that he loves very much. It was originally intended to be used for the next hunting, but now it probably has no chance.

For a while, Yinti couldn't think of what to give him, so he could only take out this, and he would definitely need it when he grew up.

Cheng An took the box handed by his brother and laughed: "Brother Da."

After Yinti remembered this pure smiling face in his heart, it was rare for him to take the initiative to reach out and touch his head: "Okay, hurry back with your starling."

Thinking of this departure, they may not be able to see each other again next time, Yinhu also felt a little uncomfortable.

After saying goodbye to Yinti earnestly, Yinti left with her in his arms.

"Dad--"

After the door was closed with the final sound of "Da Ge", Yinti stood there for a while, then slowly turned and went back to the house.

The afternoon sun was just right, gradually elongating his shadow, and against the background of his slow back, he seemed a little lonely for no reason.