There was another snowfall in the twelfth lunar month , and it hadn’t melted completely by the time of Spring Festival. The shady side of the roof was still covered with a layer of white, and occasionally a corner of blue eaves tiles was exposed.
The sun was shining brightly, making the snow reflect a dazzling white awn.
At noon, there was a family banquet in King Yan’s mansion, and Yin Hui and Wei Luo carried Xiao Heng to the side of Qinzheng Hall ahead of time.
Xiao Heng was ten months old. Not only could he crawl fast, but he could also walk around staggeringly while holding onto things. The more flexible his hands and feet got, the more restless the little guy became. After sitting in the wet nurse’s arms for a while, he babbled and wanted to move on the ground. The wet nurse had to bend down to follow him, with her hands resting on his armpits.
Xiao Heng walked around aimlessly for a while, then suddenly had a goal, and started to look at the people sitting in the side hall one by one. He saw Wei Shan, Wei Ying, Xu Qingwan, Ji Xianxian, Yin Hui, and then saw the fourth and fifth young men from the elder son Wei Yang, the second master Wei Yan, and the biological father Wei Luo.
Da Lang and Er Lang didn’t get involved, and Si Lang lay in the arms of his wet nurse, showing no interest in his inspections.
“Wu Lang really likes to smile and laugh, and he is also outgoing. Who would think that he is the third brother’s child?” Wei Yan was amused by Wu Lang, and said casually.
Wei Yang glanced at him sideways. Wei Yan liked to smile and laugh the most. Could it be that Xiao Heng was Wei Yan’s flesh and blood?
Wei Yan was lustful, and if he said such things, it was hard not to suspect that he had taken advantage of Madam Yin.
However, he was the only one present who thought too much. The eldest son Wei Yang didn’t think too much anymore.
“Hug!”
Xiao Heng, who had wandered in front of the fifth master, suddenly walked back, and finally cried out clearly, throwing himself into his father’s arms.
The corners of Wei Luo’s lips raised slightly, and he put his son on his lap and hugged him.
Wei Yan: “Look, the third brother is really cold outside but warm inside, and Wu Lang is not afraid of him, which means that the third brother often plays with Wu Lang a lot.”
Wei Luo did not deny it.
At that moment, King Yan and Princess Xu walked over side by side, followed by Concubine Li and other four concubines.
Everyone stood up to greet each other, and Wei Luo returned Xiao Heng to the wet nurse in time.
Da Lang went to hide behind Xu Qingwan.
So, only Xiao Heng and the wet nurse were left standing by the masters, and Xiao Heng was still twisting around, trying to get out of the embrace of the wet nurse.
King Yan smiled and said, “What is Wu Lang doing?”
Wei Luo explained, “If I leave, he won’t be hugged.”
King Yan raised his eyebrows, “Are you going to leave so soon? Let me see.”
King Yan was a busy man, and only occasionally would he focus on his grandsons. In his eyes, the grandchildren in his family were like radishes in the field. After a while, the radish changed.
Xiao Heng was put down by the wet nurse, and the nurse was still supporting him. She thought that he would go to find the third master, but he looked around, and walked toward King Yan with the wet nurse .
The wet nurse didn’t have time to think about it, she followed subconsciously.
In a blink of an eye, Xiao Heng came in front of King Yan, and the chubby put his hand on King Yan’s knee, who also cooperated with his grandson to hug the little guy up.
It was true that Xiao Heng was likable, but everyone could see that King Yan seemed to love Xiao Heng very much.
Concubine Li looked at Er Lang and Si Lang, and said sourly, “One or two year old kids are very playful.”
King Yan ignored her.
Concubine Li looked at Xiao Heng who was so bold and dared to pull King Yan’s beard, smiled, and said to him, “Wu Lang, cherish this time. You may have more younger brothers in a few months, When the time comes, you will be replaced.”
King Yan’s heart moved, and he remembered that Princess Xu seemed to have told him that a concubine in the eldest house was pregnant.
The descendants were prosperous (many), and King Yan’s mood had improved to a higher level.
Wei Yan shrunk his neck as much as possible, afraid that his father would notice Si Lang’s weakness again.
Fortunately, King Yan didn’t find fault with him.
The family feast lasted for almost an hour.
After the banquet was over, Wei Luo and the others walked toward the east side together.
Ji Xianxian stood next to Yin Hui, as if she was very close to her and asked, “How do you usually take care of Wu Lang? Look at his little arms, which are almost thicker than Si Lang’s legs. I don’t know. I’m really envious. Give me some advice, so that I can make Si Lang chubby sooner.”
Yin Hui said with a smile, “You are a few years older than me, and you raised Er Lang so well, and Xiao Zhuang became chubby as well. I don’t know much.”
Ji Xianxian looked at Yin Hui meaningfully.
After that series of temptations, she finally understood that Madam Yin was really hidden and the previous cowardice was just a pretense.
“Hey, although I’m older than you, I’m not so good. How can you not know how to raise children? See how much our father likes Wu Lang, even compares him to Da Lang.”
With Ji Xianxian’s provocative skills, she could always find a way to use her to squeeze Xu Qingwan.