Traveling through time as a peasant girl, buying a husband and raising a child

Chapter 241: The little angel God gave to my mother

The next day.

Ever since the decree of the marriage came down, the entire Prince Jin's Mansion began to get busy in an orderly manner amidst joy.

Of course, except for Mu Jiaojiao, one of the main characters.

At this time, the evening breeze blew into Tingfeng Tower. Mu Jiaojiao was lying leisurely on the rocking chair. The two boys each had a small square table. Jiang Mingzhao was copying the calligraphy in an orderly manner. The calligraphy he was copying was the calligraphy written by Li Shuyi, the highly respected "calligraphy saint" of the Dayu Dynasty, who had excerpted the poems of his predecessors.

1 “I built my hut in a human settlement, yet there was no noise of carriages and horses.

How can you do this?

Plucking chrysanthemum under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

…………”

From the poetic and pictorial ideas, and looking at the free and unrestrained handwriting, Mu Jiaojiao felt that this was a wonderful person with a free and easy personality and a carefree and contented life.

When Jiang Mingzhao saw this calligraphy in Jiang Jin's study, he liked it so much that he asked his father for it. In recent days, he has been copying it whenever he practices calligraphy.

"Mother, mother, tell Zhao'er a story~"

On the other side, Jiang Mingxiao was not so obedient. He took a paintbrush and drew a turtle with a missing leg on the rice paper.

He looked around with his big dark eyes, and seeing that his mother looked at ease, he threw down the pen, ran over, hugged Mu Jiaojiao's legs, and started to act coquettishly.

Mu Jiaojiao opened her eyes and looked at the chubby boy in front of her who was becoming increasingly rounder. She reached out and rubbed his soft face stained with black ink.

Well, it feels really good, just like kneaded white flour buns.

“Hehehe… Ouch!”

"Where did this little cat come from? Let me take a closer look."

Mu Jiaojiao laughed when she saw this, and she looked at her own cat with the corners of her eyes raised, becoming more and more flamboyant.

"Xiao'er is not a little cat! Xiao'er is mother's good baby!"

After learning to be a ‘human cub’, Jiang Mingxiao once again learned to be a ‘good baby’.

He slept well one night a few days ago, and Mu Jiaojiao praised him as a "good baby", and then his clever little head remembered it!

"puff……"

"Hehehe..."

Mu Jiaojiao and the maids serving beside them, led by Chang Le and Huai Zhu, could not help laughing, and they were shaking with laughter while holding their embroidered handkerchiefs.

"Xiao'er is Mommy's good baby, so Mommy will tell Xiao'er a story."

"Tell me about it. You are my good baby, how can I not tell you?"

Mu Jiaojiao sat up straight, her bright and beautiful face full of doting, and said with a smile to her silly son who was hanging obediently on her lap.

"Hehe! Mommy is the best!"

Jiang Mingxiao was dancing with joy, his big eyes smiling into crescents.

Mu Jiaojiao poked his forehead and prepared to tell a story that is basically used to coax children in modern times.

"Once upon a time, there was a lovely little girl..."

"Mother, how long ago was that?"

Mu Jiaojiao had just started to say the first sentence when her curious baby started raising his little hands to ask questions.

"Uh...it's called the past when you were still in your mother's belly."

Mu Jiaojiao saw that her child was curious, but she was too embarrassed to dispel his curiosity, so she could only keep making up stories as she watched.

"Oh, all right!"

"Mom, was Xiao'er well behaved when he was in your belly?

Isn't he my mother's good baby?"

After little Jiang Mingxiao reluctantly accepted his mother's explanation, his eyes lit up and he looked at his mother's belly. He had heard his mother say before that he came out of her belly.

But he still wanted to see whether he had been a good boy in the past and whether he was his mother's good boy.

Mu Jiaojiao looked at the soft and innocent little ball that climbed onto her lap and sat down, and she felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart.

When the maids around heard this, all those who knew about the former Crown Prince and the former Crown Princess looked at the young prince, who asked innocently with a confused look on his face, and a hint of bitterness flashed in their eyes.

Mu Jiaojiao rubbed Jiang Mingxiao's head, then looked at her little son in her arms and said seriously: "Our Xiaobao is naturally well-behaved. He must be Mommy's good baby!"

"Xiaobao is the little angel God gave to his mother!"

"Giggle..."

"Xiao'er is a little angel!"

When Jiang Mingxiao heard what Mu Jiaojiao said, his round eyes were full of smiles. He sat on Mu Jiaojiao's legs, shaking his chubby calves with a cheerful voice.

Jiang Mingzhao, who was sitting on the side and also heard the conversation between his brother and mother, looked up at his brother and mother with tenderness and relief in his eyes, which eventually turned into ruthlessness.

He thought about the tests that his royal grandfather and great-grandmother had conducted in the palace before. He had been smart since he was a child, so how could he not know about it?

Isn't it because you are afraid that he will remember his deceased father and mother and harbor resentment?

Isn't it because they are afraid that he will still be the smart and clever Crown Prince and grow up?

Oh! Ridiculous!

He just didn't live up to their expectations.

Then Jiang Mingzhao heard the happy laughter of his mother and brother, and watched and listened to his mother continue to tell her silly brother the story 2, 'The Big Bad Wolf came to Little Red Riding Hood and deceived her trust with sweet words...'

"So from now on, Xiao'er can't be that big bad wolf that ate grandma, okay?"

"Yeah, okay, Mommy~ The Big Bad Wolf is so bad..."

…………

And when his silly brother began to feel distressed and started asking his mother some strange questions, his eyes flashed with warmth and doting.

At this moment, he thought that his mother and his brother would always be so naughty and innocent, and would always be so happy.

Jiang Mingzhao must work hard to protect this warmth and happiness!

Let me tell you a story. Mu Jiaojiao was tortured by Jiang Mingxiao's "Hundred Thousand Whys" for an entire afternoon. She looked helpless and rubbed his little head many times.

At this moment, she naturally didn't know that her eldest son was thinking about protecting her in the future.

Otherwise, Mu Jiaojiao, the proud old mother, would probably be so proud that she would die!

You see, isn’t this the joy of being a mother painlessly and raising healthy babies?

Mu Jiaojiao naturally didn't know all of her eldest son's thoughts, otherwise she would have felt sad that she had missed an opportunity to show off.

In this way, Mu Jiaojiao, her mother and her two children spent the evening happily, and even Jiang Jin, who was alone in his busy world, came to an end.

At the same time, in the joyous atmosphere of the Jin Prince's Mansion with its tight gongs and drums and bright lights and decorations, Mu Jiaojiao naturally didn't know that a conspiracy against her was gradually brewing...

Notes: 1 This poem is from Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Wine" (No. 5) from the Eastern Jin Dynasty. The full poem reads: "I built my hut in a human world, yet there is no noise of carriages and horses. I ask you, how could you be so? My heart is far away, and the place is secluded. I pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely gaze upon the southern mountains. The mountain air is beautiful at dusk, and birds fly back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten the words to express it."

2. Choose the fairy tale adaptation of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.