rotten son-in-law

"Want to take me to catch bugs!?"

Xiao Sugar Alcohol touched the new clothes on his body, and then looked at the brand new tiger-toe shoes on his feet.

Mu Qingchen was drawing eyebrows for Chang Shu in front of the bronze mirror, and had no time to pay attention to her. You must know that thrushing eyebrows is a delicate job, and there should be no mistakes.

Chang Shu even held her breath, not even daring to lift her eyelids.

"Do you want to take me to catch bugs!?" Xiao Sugar Alcohol asked again, bouncing forward a few steps, tugging at Mu Qingchen's waist belt.

This caused Mu Qingchen to shake his wrist, and a thin black line pierced Chang Shu's eyebrows into his temples.

The air suddenly froze.

Chang Shu looked at her funny makeup in the mirror, immediately snatched the thing from Mu Qingchen's hand, pinched her face: "I want to paint you as a big tabby cat."

Mu Qingchen hid back: "It's Sugar Alcohol's fault. Besides, the eyebrows... are well drawn, 'the eyebrows fly into the temples'"

"Let me see how thick your skin is." Chang Shu exerted some strength with her fingertips.

"Want to take me to catch bugs!?"

On the carriage, Xiao Sugar Alcohol still showed the spirit of never giving up without seeing the Yellow River.

Mu Qingchen was annoyed by her noise, leaned against the carriage, and yawned lazily.

Chang Shu took a piece of sou from the food box and gave it to her: "Let's go to Zuo Xiang's house to congratulate the old birthday star, you have to behave well, you know?"

Xiao Sugar Alcohol took a bite of the snack: "Why should I behave well?"

The emperor's grandfather was also the birthday star during the Longevity Festival. At that time, he didn't tell her this. How come there are such rules today?

"There is a little sister in Zuo Xiang's family, who is as old as you. If you are obedient, she is willing to play with you and be your friend."

"Then is she willing to accompany me to catch bugs? If she doesn't, she is a bad sister."

Chang Shu held back the white eyes that were about to come out: don't seek to make progress!

The prime minister's mansion is full of people today, Prime Minister Zuo was waiting outside to welcome guests early, and men and women crowded the prime minister's mansion tightly.

The big red silk was also hung all over the hall, reflecting everyone's spirits.

Chang Shu was a distinguished guest among the honored guests, Prime Minister Zuo knew that she likes to be quiet, so he led the three of them through the yard several times, avoiding the bustling crowd, to the gazebo in the corner of the garden to rest for a while.

After a while, the most favored third wife came to visit with her daughter Zuo Yue'an.

Chang Shu felt a bit of the joy of a future mother-in-law seeing her daughter-in-law, so she put down the melon seeds in her hands, stood up to greet her, and after exchanging a few words with the third wife, her eyes fell on the small figure of Zuo Yue'an.

Well, Xiaojiabiyu is so cute.

"How old are you?" Chang Shu asked, her tone as gentle as a spring day.

Zuo Yue'an did not recognize his birth, and answered generously: "Four years old."

"It's more than four years old, and it will be five years old by the end of the year." The third lady followed Chang Shu into the gazebo and poured a cup of tea for her herself.

Chang Shu followed the conversation pole up: "Coincidentally, my Xiaotang..."

She paused for a while, thinking that it would be better to address her by her name at such a solemn moment, and changed her words: "My family's Chunjin is also Dongri's birthday."

While talking, he turned his face to look for people, and it took a long time to find the big and small figures among a bunch of gardenias.

The smile on her face froze immediately, she forced her meek and peaceful demeanor, and softly called out in a loving mother's tone: "Chunjin, come to mother."

Little Sugar Alcohol is not familiar with the word "Chun Jin", because the elders usually call her Sugar Alcohol, and the servants call her the little master.

Ever since, she continued to indulge in the fun of digging up the soil and digging up insects, her butt pouted high.

Princess Dahua couldn't hold back her face for a while, so she had to change the target: "Qingchen, bring Chunjin here."

Unfortunately, Mu Qingchen was also not familiar with the word "Chunjin", so she poked her head out of the flowers with two leaves on her back, and asked Chang Shu, "Bring what?"

Chang Shu: ...

She caressed the red hairpin on her bun, and gave the third lady an awkward yet polite smile.

Suddenly, Xiao Sugar Alcohol broke out into a burst of hearty laughter, as if discovering something new, he slapped his hands and staggered towards her.

"Mother, look at Wangcai, her hair is a little green."

Chang Shu: ...

Third lady: ...

Mu Qingchen patted the leaves in her hair, and hurried to catch up with Xiao Sugar, and suddenly found that Chang Shu looked at her strangely, with anger in her resentment, and sharpness in her anger.

Instant awakening: Oh yes yes yes, today I am here to help Xiao Sugar Alcohol find a doll kiss.

Chang Shu slapped her viciously at a place where no one else could see, but she said to Xiao Tangchun: "Chunjin, this is Yue'an, how about going to play with Sister Yue'an?"

Xiao Sugar Alcohol became quiet now, staring at Zuo Yue'an's bright black eyes, she didn't know what was going on in her heart.

"Go, go." Mu Qingchen encouraged actively.

Now, Xiao Sugar Alcohol seemed to be greatly encouraged, and stretched out his muddy hand to Zuo Yue'an, with a folded handkerchief lying on the palm of his hand.

Chang Shu recognized that it was her embroidery used to wipe Xiao Sugar Alcohol's saliva.

Little Sugar Alcohol unfolded the handkerchief, only to see a black thing lying in it, half dead and twitching all over.

"Miss, I will give you a caterpillar as a meeting gift."

Zuo Yue'an's face suddenly changed.

Chang Shu: Mother, I really can't move you!

On a midsummer night, the heat is unbearable, and the cicadas can't stand the lonely singing.

Xiao Sugar Alcohol sat under the eaves of Yu Huazhai's porch looking at the stars, and at the same time let out a heavy and helpless sigh: "Wangcai, did I do something wrong?"

Sitting side by side with her, Mu Qingchen was silent for a while, then nodded with difficulty.

"I gave my favorite thing to Sister Yue'an, shouldn't she be happy?"

Mu Qingchen didn't know how to explain.

Little Sugar Alcohol then asked: "Why is she crying?"

Mu Qingchen felt sad when she heard it, and hugged her tightly and said, "You should worry about yourself first."

Didn't you hear your mother crying in the room?

This is the prelude to the storm.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Chang Shu's restrained curse came from inside the door: "Mu Chunjin, come in for me!"

When is the scariest time in life?

Answer, when your mother called you by your full name!

Xiao Sugar Alcohol felt the murderous intent in those words, and was so frightened that he crawled into Mu Qingchen's arms, like a hedgehog curled up into a ball.

Adhering to the principle of "a mud bodhisattva crosses the river, he cannot protect himself", Mu Qingchen ruthlessly pushed her away, and threw her into the door himself.

In this way, I taught Xiao Sugar Alcohol a new idiom: to add insult to injury.

Only now did Chang Shu truly understand the remorse of the "loving mother who loses her son". She covered her heart, pulled Xiao Tangchun and scolded: "How did mother tell you in the morning?"

Xiao Sugar Alcohol stood upright, muttering: "If you want me, behave well."

"I gave the caterpillar to Sister Yue'an."

"That's, my, favorite."

At the end, he added another sentence: "Wangcai, catch it for me."

Chang Shu patted the armrest: "I know that this matter has something to do with that guy."

When Xiao Sugar Alcohol came out, Mu Qingchen was still lying by the window and eavesdropping on the situation in the room.

Huh?Why is there no sound all of a sudden?

Then he felt that the corner of his clothes was pulled twice, and when he lowered his head, he saw Xiao Sugar Alcohol.

She couldn't help but be surprised, and squatted in front of Xiao Tangchun and asked, "It took only a few words?"

Xiao Sugar Alcohol said honestly: "Mother called you to go in."

Mu Qingchen became anxious immediately: "Damn it, did you betray me!"

Little Sugar Alcohol looked at her suspiciously: "What do you mean by betraying...?"

It means that you have owed a debt of conscience.

Mu Qingchen is surly and arrogant, but she is not such an unreasonable master, the fault of Zuo Yue'an crying for fright is indeed her fault.Never should, never should, catch caterpillars on other people's land.

She took a cup of eight-treasure red bean porridge from the kitchen, entered the room lightly, and put it on the table: "You are still angry, my darling."

"Stop." Seeing Mu Qingchen rubbing against her, Chang Shu quickly turned her back and elbowed her, and finally left Mu Qingchen altogether, got up and sat on the Arhat couch.

Mu Qingchen followed suit: "You have to eat even if you're angry, I won't go anywhere, you'll have strength after eating, just ask me to settle the score."

As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the cup and let the sweet aroma slip out. They entangled the tip of Chang Shu's nose, tickling her gluttons.

But Chang Shu is still stubborn: "Don't eat."

"I'll feed you," Mu Qingchen scooped up a spoon, "Open your mouth, ah—"

Chang Shu leaned on her little girl, buried her face in her arms, and vowed to resist the temptation of delicious food to the death.

"...I promise you, tomorrow I will try to get the little girl from Zuoxiang back."

"Really?"

"real."

"You promise." Chang Shu sat up straight and looked at her without hesitation, as if she was asking for peace of mind.

"I promise," Mu Qingchen handed the spoon to her mouth.

Chang Shu put it into her mouth, and took a bite of the soft red beans: "The son-in-law is out, one is worth two."

"It's not just that one is against a hundred." Mu Qingchen saw that her attitude had softened, so he boldly took a chance on her face.

Chang Shu raised her sleeve and wiped it with disgust: "Annoying."

"Do you want something else to eat?"

"Seeing that you are full of gas, I have no appetite to eat anything else."

"Then..." Mu Qingchen smiled clearly, "Eat me."

There was a radiance on Chang Shu's gloomy face, and she passed a whisper to her: "Okay."

Mu Qingchen: She really is a fickle girl.

Later, when the red bean porridge was finished, Mu Qingchen asked Aunt Chuyue to go to rest early, and she would personally take care of His Highness the eldest princess, and she was so attentive from beginning to end that Chang Shu didn't even notice.

The moment she put out the candle and got on the bed, she realized a serious problem: "Shu'er, have you ever noticed that there is something abnormal about the small sugar alcohol?"

"Why?" Chang Shu asked nervously.

"Although she looks like me, she seems to be very stupid." Even a four-year-old girl can't be coaxed well.

"and then?"

"This...is up to you."

Chang Shu was stunned, opened the curtains and threw out a brocade quilt, and casually pointed to an open space: "You can sleep on the floor tonight."

"I'm telling you the truth."

"This palace is also telling you the truth!"