I'm in a maid of honor

Chapter 191 The scenery on the road is infinitely beautiful

Xin Hua held the child in his hands, and tried not to let the child cry along the way, because the master didn't seem to like making noise.

At this time, although the child in his arms was said to be his own, it was no longer his own child, and became his half master in a flash.

It's just that for some reason, the master doesn't seem to like children, but still adopts his children.

Later, after listening to the two ladies, I found out that the master of the family could not conceive a child, and the husband and wife were loving, and had no intention of accepting the servant, so they adopted the child when they saw it.

Gently patted the child's shoulder in the carriage, coaxing the child half asleep and half awake, muttering softly: "Little master, be good, don't cry, or the master will not like it."

"Daddy can only be with you for a few months, you have to grow up well and safely, and obediently listen to your master when you grow up."

It also completely ignored whether the newly born child could understand or not.

He didn't know where he would end up after three months, but life after he survived wouldn't be too difficult.

As an unknown slave, I definitely can't stay with my master, it's best to stay as far away from his son as possible.

Mu Sheng closed his eyes and meditated in the carriage in front, thinking that he had been out for five or six days, and wrote home letters every day, wondering if Fu Lang had received them.

What I wrote was what I saw and heard every day, the scenery outside the carriage, and interesting things I saw.

I was thinking about what to write today and give it back to Fu Lang.

The journey was really boring, but the two boys, He Qishen and Le, also added a little bit of fun to follow.

It's just that she is optimistic about the girl Shen Le. If something happens, Mrs. Shen will definitely want to look good on herself.

On weekdays in the carriage, Mu Sheng can be regarded as a mother teaching the two, telling some fables and establishing some correct outlook on life and values.

And dig out those few modern literature of Tang Poetry and Song Ci in my mind and tell them to these two little guys.

It is very complicated and has a wide range of fields. Mu Sheng can be regarded as a cross-shaped talent. Apart from his own professional knowledge, he knows a little bit about everything else, but it will not work if he studies in a deeper place.

Mu Sheng's stories and ideas are very novel, and Shen Le, who can't sit still, listens to it very intently, and puts forward some opinions and questions from time to time.

But He Qi seemed more introverted, she listened carefully and thought about her taste carefully, and echoed her mother's attitude when Mu Sheng boasted.

It's just that there is not so much saliva, and there is always a time when things are finished.

Whenever the carriage is resting, when I see beautiful and interesting scenery, people and things, I always take out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to draw them down.

Send everything back to my husband.

Tell Fu Lang about the child clearly, so that he can be mentally prepared.

What if Fu Lang thought that he had a baby with that wild man outside if he brought a child back home.

Although it seems that such a thing can't be born in three months.

As long as the child is full on weekdays, he will not cry or make trouble if he doesn't stain his pants, which is quite reassuring.

It's easy to feed, and when the time comes, take it back to Wuchen and father-in-law. There are so many people in the yard who don't need a helper.

At that time, I will find a baby daddy to feed me for a few months, and wean off the milk earlier.

But she definitely won't raise a child who is as delicate as other people's brother, which makes people feel cold.

Even men should be self-reliant and have the ability to survive independently. When they get married, they will not be bullied by others.

He Qi and Shen Le liked this child very much, and they got in to have a look as soon as the carriage stopped, but they were too small to hug, so they could only carefully rub the pink and tender little face with their fingers.

"Xiao Xiaoyuan, good baby, come and call me my good sister. My sister will buy you fun things and the sweetest candy for you."

He Qi ruthlessly brought the reality in front of Shen Le: "Xiao Yuan was only born a few days ago, and she only knows how to drink milk."

Shenle pushed He Qi: "What do you know, I'm educating him as soon as possible, and he will follow my sister in the future. I will cover him, and then you can go to the piss pit."

He Qi ignored Shen Le's nonsense, turned around and sat aside to sulk.

What kind of words is this? He is obviously also her little brother.

Mu Sheng saw He Qi sitting alone, walked over and sat down in a comfortable position.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to see the new brother? Don't you like it? Don't worry, Xiaoqi, no matter how many children there are in the family, every child's status is the same in my heart. You may be more important than you." .

While talking, he patted the little guy's head.

There are many children in the family, the younger one must be the most concerned, and the older one will inevitably feel some emotional dissatisfaction. Mu Sheng thought it was because He Qi was afraid that when there was a new member in the family, she would be treated differently.

It made He Qi blushed instantly, she had never thought about it this way, she really liked this brother, if her mother liked this brother very much, then she would definitely like this brother even more.

Quickly staring at the reddened face and shaking his head to defend: "No, no! I like my brother very much, but I don't know who will be called sister first if he calls me or Shinle".

After Mu Sheng heard this, he frowned, for sure he couldn't, he must be the first to call Wu Chen his father.

"When you talk, you must be the first to call my man Daddy, you go to study."

Resting temporarily under the big tree by the roadside, enjoying the cool summer breeze, eating a big watermelon bought from a peasant woman, and looking at the white and soft clouds in the sky is very pleasant.

Wuchen was reading the letter from his wife at home, and three letters had already been delivered.

Every day when I arrived at Wuchen, I waited anxiously at the gate of the yard for the messenger from the post team to come.

The delivery team was a young girl who was not very old, but she was very clever and lovable.

Mu Sheng received the letter, and every time he wrapped some defective pastries at home or took some reward money to the little girl who delivered the letter.

Therefore, the little girl who delivered the letter was very concerned about Wuchen's letter. Every day when she received a new letter from the people to be sent, the first thing she did was to find out the one from Muchen's mansion and send it there.

After all, every time there is a lot of considerable extra gains.

Wuchen read the latest letter from today: "Fulang, the weather is fine today, and the road is flat. I also saw a particularly beautiful bird on the road. It is all white and slender. I caught a small fish in the stream and thought it would If it is not clean, you have to hold it in your mouth and wash it in water before eating."

"I also picked up a child at the mass grave. It was a boy. I thought you liked the child so I kept it. I named it Mu Shengyuan. I don't know if Fulang likes it or not. By the way, there is also his father, and I will keep it for the time being." I’m down, but I’ll settle it properly before I come back.”

"Wuchen now has time to go and look for a nanny first, so that he can take care of the children for us, and we will be responsible for playing with the children."

The content of the letter ended here, and there were some papers, which were Mu Sheng's paintings, including the small pavilion passing by on the road, and the very beautiful bird in the creek.

After reading it, I have a long aftertaste. I carefully put it away and put it in a small box next to the bed, treating it like a treasure.

(End of this chapter)