After the rebirth of the Prime Minister's wife

Little Shen Rong took the lucky money from her little cousin and raised her little hand.She was about to stuff it into her mouth while drooling, so scared that Xia Sichan quickly took it from her little hand, tied it around her waist, and explained to her: "Xiaoxiao, this is not for food, it is given to you by my brother." Just kidding. Be good, call brother quickly."

"Dudu."

"Haha!" The little guy's milky voice immediately coaxed them to laugh heartily.

"Sister, come down quickly, brother will help you go." Xia Haoming stretched out his small hand to help his sister who looked like a snow dumpling, which inexplicably made the adults smile.

Xia Sichan held back her smile and said, "Ming'er, my sister can't walk yet, after two or three months, she will run after my brother."

At that time, just like when I was a child, I will follow behind my brothers like a little tail
Xia Sichan was also surprised, her little one was able to babble when she was seven or eight months old, but she was just told to learn to walk, but she absolutely refused to go to the ground.

No wonder the old man said: Girls talk early, boys walk early.

Forget it, let her learn to walk after she is a week old.

Xia Siyu walked in front with little Shen Rong in his arms. Xia Haoming was wearing a brand new royal blue brocade gown, his hair was cutely combed into two corners, tied with a red silk rope, hanging by his ears and hanging around his neck. Picking up a piece of beautiful jade, with a chubby little face that was rosy, holding Wei Ziqian in one hand and Xia Sichan in the other, he jumped up and down between the two of them with his short legs and happily walked to Jinju Hall in the main courtyard.

Along the way, except for the servants who greeted them from time to time wearing bright new clothes, and the bright flowers and plants in the yard that were moved out of the greenhouse, I suddenly saw that there was no New Year atmosphere at all.

It's not like the Wei Mansion, the yard is hung with all kinds of festive red lanterns.

While chatting and laughing with the child, several people had already arrived at the gate of Jinju Hall.

Just as the servants were presenting the ceremony, father Xia and mother Xia greeted him from the main hall.

Wei Ziqian and Xia Sichan let go of Xiao Ming'er's little hand first, and bowed to Xia's father and mother: "My son-in-law wishes my father-in-law and mother-in-law New Year's greetings, and wishes the two elders good health and all the best!" Father and mother will grow old together!"

"Okay, let me borrow the auspicious words from my son-in-law and my daughter." Father Xia stroked his beard happily and said, reaching out his hand to take Xiao Shen Rong from his son's hand, holding her in his hand and couldn't help but tilt her small body and said: "Grandfather I also wish Xiaoxiao peace and success, and a lifetime of worry-free life."

"Smile, please call grandpa, grandma." Xia Sichan reminded.

"Grandfather is good, mother is good." The little guy didn't recognize his birth and called out obediently.It's just that it's a bit embarrassing for her to call her two people at once.

"Okay, okay, let's just smile." Xia Chun looked at the precious granddaughter who looked like a snow dumpling in her wrist, and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Although Father Xia is over forty years old, he is as gentle as jade, white and elegant, with flat and generous eyebrows, straight and delicate nose bridge, thin lips and handsome, and a meticulously trimmed beard, he is still elegant and dignified.

The same is true of Xia's mother, she is well maintained, like a little woman in her thirties.

It's no wonder that the husband and wife don't look old, the husband and wife raise their eyebrows together, and the music is harmonious.There is nothing to worry about at home for the second elder to worry about.

Especially the Ding family, in terms of their descendants, they had three sons and a daughter, the eldest son and the second son were both civil and military, and they were both dragons and phoenixes among men. Their lives can be described as complete.

And there are no parents-in-law who need to be careful every morning and evening, no arrogant sister-in-law and shady sisters-in-law, only one aunt who has no children.Not to mention a host of troublesome bastards
She didn't have anything that happened to the other headed mistresses.

You said, how comfortable Ding's little life is.

"Smile, good boy, this is from your grandmother." Ding handed Xiao Shenrong a small nanmu box with carved patterns.

Xia Chun hurriedly held the small box and handed it to his daughter Xia Sichan.

"Hee hee, daughter, let's see what treasure mother gave us and smile." Xia Sichan said with a smile and opened the box, and there were two small golden rings in the box.She picked up one of them, and saw that the gold ring was about a finger long, made of four thin gold wires twisted into one strand, soft and resilient.The two ends are seamlessly joined together, and the seam is inlaid with a plum-shaped receptacle made of gold thread, and in the middle is a round pearl that is full of brilliance.

"Ah, so beautiful!" Xia Sichan exclaimed, raised her head and said to Ding: "Mother, she is still so young, it's too expensive."

Ding glanced at her daughter, and took the little guy from Father Xia: "What's the fee? This is for us to smile, not for you."

Xia Sichan: "."

It's really a stab at the heart.
How could Ding not understand those sad little eyes.

Ding smiled: "How old are you? You still compete with us for favor with a smile!"

Xia Chun and Weng Ziqian looked at each other and smiled.

Xia Sichan was speechless: "Mother, who said that 'our baby is the treasure of parents even if he is 80 years old'." After finishing speaking, she bent down and moved her round black eyes back and forth between her grandmother and her aunt. Xiao Minger, who was watching, hugged her in his arms.

Xiao Ming'er thought her grandmother was arguing with her little aunt.

"Haha, well said!"

With a hearty and hearty laugh, the burly Ding Dai strode in, his wide cloak fluttering in the wind with his steps.

Followed by a veteran, holding two jars of old wine in his hand.

"Father-in-law," "Daddy," "Grandfather," "Grandfather"

The four generations of grandparents entered the main room first. In the middle of the room was a nine-story Jinboshan incense burner handed down by the Xia family. The smoke curled up, mixed with the heat of silver charcoal, and diffused in the room. The smell of agarwood was soaked in the room. Warm, straight into people's hearts.

Nanny Kong and Chunxiu brought in the freshly boiled Emei hair on a red sandalwood tray, poured it into a Ru Kiln celadon sunflower cup, and placed it on the table of the Eight Immortals inlaid with huanghuali inlaid with mother-of-pearl and dental stone in front of the masters, and then bowed and quietly left .

"Little son-in-law wishes his father-in-law New Year's greetings. I wish you blessings like the East China Sea and a longer life than Nanshan." Xia Chun first bowed his waist and saluted his father-in-law.

"Okay, thanks to my son-in-law, the old man has to live to be a hundred years old, and when he sees our little Ming'er, he will hug his grandson with a smile." Old General Ding said with a loud voice, laughing heartily.

Wei Ziqian also bowed and said auspicious words: "Grandson and son-in-law pay New Year's greetings to grandparents, I wish you a happy life every day, old man."

In front of the elders, he, the chief assistant, is just a junior. How can there be someone who is not angry at all, with a mighty aura, who has been in a high position for a long time and carries the powerful and stern aura of a superior?

"Grandfather, Chan'er also wishes you a long life and a long life, always smiling!" Seeing her grandfather, Xia Sichan first put down Xia Haoming in her hand, and happily turned to him to bless him. (end of this chapter)