Postscript one

On New Year's Eve, the capital was filled with joy and the sound of firecrackers everywhere was heard.

Compared with the lively reunion of family members in other people's family, Yanping Hou Mansion seems particularly deserted.

The old man opened the mansion and lived another place. The second master worked in Jiangnan and did not come back. The third master became a monk. The fourth girl also married the second son of the Shanxi prefect's family in August and only sent the New Year's goods back.

But this is the most comfortable New Year's Eve that the Grandma has lived in her life.

"Great-grandmother, these are dumplings made by Cancan. Cancan feed you." Cancan knelt on the head of the kang, holding a small bowl to feed his great-grandmother.

After the beginning of winter, the lady of the lady became healthier and worse. She spent most of her time in the house. She moved the dining table to the kang this New Year's Eve.

The lady looked at the dumplings in the girl's bowl, which were crooked and curled. It was the one I saw that the little girl had hand-wrapped. She touched her great-granddaughter lovingly, "Cancan is so good, was it your mother who taught you to make it?" After that, she opened her mouth and caught half of the dumplings handed over by her great-granddaughter, and then chewed while listening, her eyes swept towards the twins next to her.

Cancan shook his head and said clearly: "Grandma and mother are pregnant with their younger brother. Dad said they need to have a good rest. I learned from my grandmother. My grandmother makes dumplings by herself every year. It's a coincidence that she can make several kinds of dumplings. She will learn them all when I grow up."

Brother Ping was playing with ball beside him. When his sister mentioned her grandmother, she also called her grandmother twice while playing. Brother An was greedy and kept looking at her sister, wanting to eat dumplings made by her sister, but her father told him not to eat and to go home to eat dumplings with her mother.

The saliva flowed down again. An Ge'er didn't want to play with the ball anymore, so he left his brother and ran towards his grandfather.

Zhao Yunting stood in front of the edge of the kang. When he saw his second grandson's saliva flowing, he understood. He signaled Cuiyu who followed him to take another bowl of dumplings. Cuiyu's heart knew that he could not let the two young masters eat full here, so he only served two dumplings in. Zhao Yunting took the bowl and turned around and saw the two fat grandsons standing in front of him. He laughed and asked the two young men to sit side by side and feed them in person.

The dumplings are squeezed into two halves, just one bite by one person.

Zhao Yunting feeds his second grandson first. An Ge'er held his grandfather's wrist with one hand, pouted and blew, and blew several times before opening his mouth and whispering. He changed his hand to grab his feet and playing with his legs. He looked at his sister with big eyes and said vaguely that it was dumplings made by his sister. Brother Ping looked much better than his younger brother. He sat honestly, chewing in his mouth, and stared at the bowl in his grandfather's hand...

The lady looked at her two great-grandsons and felt warm and her appetite improved a lot. She ate a bowl full. Cancan handed the bowl to Aunt Cuiyu and asked her to serve another bowl. The lady smiled and carried the girl into her arms, "It's enough, and my great-grandmother is full, and she will not be able to sleep at night. Cancan, our family, is so coincidental, that my great-grandmother has never eaten such delicious dumplings."

After being praised, Cancan looked at his grandfather happily.

Zhao Yunting gave the little girl a complimentary smile. The two guys had finished eating, and Zhao Yunting asked them to talk to their great-grandmother with their sister. The two guys were not very close to the strange lady, but they liked their sister. Of course, they went over and stared at the lady curiously.

The lady touched the heads of the three children one by one, and finally looked at Cancan and explained: "Cancan just said that she was wrong. Your mother was pregnant with her younger brother, and your grandmother was pregnant with her younger uncle. Remember, otherwise it would be a joke if she called her wrongly." Her fourth grandson, who was more determined to be more successful than her third grandson, would otherwise be older than her nephews and nieces.

Cancan has uncles, uncles, uncles, and uncles, but he doesn't have uncles. Although the elders told her that the uncle in her grandmother's belly more than once, she still couldn't understand. Just like the eldest brother and the second brother, those younger than her are called younger brothers. Why do grandmothers and mothers have different names?

She didn't understand, and Brother Ping'er and Brother An didn't understand even more.

The lady shook her head helplessly and looked out the window. It was getting dark. She guessed that it was about to have dinner there. She hugged the three children reluctantly and said to Zhao Yunting: "Okay, I'll go to bed soon. You guys go there quickly, don't let Chengyuan wait and worry." Changsun's temper was already very pleased that he would let the three children come to have a meal with her.

Zhao Yunting nodded and helped his granddaughter tie his cloak with his own hands. Brother Ping An and Brother were still young, and it was night again. Each person and a small quilt were wrapped tightly before they could go out.

"Great-grandmother is waiting, my brothers and I will come to greet you tomorrow." Cancan said obediently before leaving.

The lady smiled and nodded: "Okay, Cancan remember to come early, and great-grandmother will prepare a big red envelope for you."

Cancan grinned, and finally glanced at the old man on the kang, and let his grandfather take him away.

The carriage soon arrived at the Wuying Hou Mansion.

Zhao Chen was already waiting at the door, and the curtain was lifted open. Cancan came out first and reached out and called his father to hug him.

The sweet voice of his daughter instantly made Zhao Chen smile on his face. He picked up his daughter and rubbed it into the hat and kissed the girl, whispering: "Why did you come back for so long? Do you rather be with her than your father and mother?"

Cancan laughed: "Dad is so stingy." My mother said that her great-grandmother had done something wrong and made her angry. Her father refused to forgive her great-grandmother. When the second brother made her angry, she didn't want to play with her second brother, her mother said that she was stingy, so she refused to forgive her great-grandmother's father was stingy.

After being scolded by his daughter, Zhao Chen was not angry at all. He pinched the little girl's face and put her on the ground, reached out to carry her eldest son out. Zhao Yunting hugged An Ge'er, and he held Brother Ping with one hand and the other, and headed towards Xiyuan together.

Aji and his wife were sitting in the room talking. When they heard Cancan's excited voices coming from outside, Ning Shi winked at Mei, asked Mei to understand it, and smiled and ordered the little maids to set up a table to serve dumplings.

When they arrived at the warm inner room, Brother Ping An finally saw the light of day again. Seeing his mother, the two of them climbed to their mother together. Brother Ping sat beside her and leaned against her gently. Brother An raised his head and asked her for dumplings, but he was hungry.

When it was time to eat, the two guys sat next to their grandfather and father. Brother Ping could use chopsticks, and was quite skillful. Brother An actually could use them, but he was probably too greedy and thought that chopsticks were not as fast as spoons, so he insisted on eating them with a spoon. Zhao Chen helped Brother Ping to pick up the dumplings in half. Brother Ping was unhappy, so he reached out to block the bowl and did not allow his father to meddle in other people's business. Brother An pushed the bowl to his father's side. Zhao Chen helped him pick it up and he was happy.

Zhao Chen joked with his wife: "Brother An is greedy and lazy, like his aunt, he can't let his aunt hug him in the future."

Aji glared at him, picked up a dumpling for his daughter, and told her softly: "Cancan heard it, Daddy said bad things about my aunt again. Next time Cancan saw her aunt, remember to learn to listen to her aunt."

Cancan looked up at his father and smiled very terrified: "Dad is bad, he says bad things about my aunt."

Zhao Chen asked her seriously: "Then do you think your aunt is lazy?"

"Not lazy!" An Ge'er suddenly interrupted, and a leaf was stained with her mouth. She stared at her big eyes to defend herself: "An Ge'er is not lazy! Daddy is bad!"

Zhao Chen immediately tense his face.

Brother An suddenly lost his temper and hid behind his grandfather's arm for help at his sister, blinking with big eyes.

The adults didn't interrupt, and they all held back their smiles. Brother Ping continued to eat dumplings as if no one was around. Cancan saw the pitiful appearance of his second brother, immediately added a dumpling to his father's bowl. Zhao Chen never showed off his daughter's face. He smiled and touched her head, and then said to Brother An: "The mouth is not clean, I'll do it myself."

An Ge'er blinked and saw his sister pointing at the corner of her mouth and smiling at him. He was about to wipe it, but he turned his head to see that his brother was almost finished eating. He immediately threw his father aside and continued to eat.

Ning looked at the two fat and fat grandsons and said to Aji: "Fortunately you gave birth to two of them all at once. The two guys are comparing everything, which makes it much easier to manage. Chengyuan and Cancan were so tired to coax them to eat at that time. They just don't want to sit down and eat well."

"Mom..." Zhao Chen was very uncomfortable when he was a father, and when his mother mentioned his childhood.

Cancan didn't believe that she was so unbearable when she was a child. When she saw her father blushing, she suddenly felt very happy and secretly smiled at her mother.

I had a great time having a meal.

After dinner, Zhao Chen and Aji sent their three children to the backyard of the main room. Cancan can't sleep with his grandmother now, and he fell in love with sleeping with his two younger brothers. Anyway, he just didn't want to sleep by himself. Last time, Zhao Chen patiently advised his daughter to sleep all over the room, but the little girl said angrily that her father would care about her and she would move to her aunt's house, which made Zhao Chen very angry.

In the end, I took a step back as a father.

The couple returned to the house only after the children fell asleep.

The birth date is at the end of the first lunar month. Aji looked at her husband who was talking to the fourth child while he was pressing against her belly and asked him softly: "Does this person want a son or a daughter? I want another daughter, so her daughter is more sensible and easy to manage."

Zhao Chen slowly sat down and asked her with complicated eyes: "Who told you that your daughter is easy to care about? Look at Cancan, hum, let's have a son. Who would just take it out and beat him?" The son can beat him, but the daughter is reluctant to beat him.

Aji yelled at him: "It's all your fault that you spoiled her too much."

Zhao Chen felt soft and hugged the man and kissed him: "Our first child is so similar to you, how can I not spoil him?"

This is nice, Aji felt sweet in her heart, and she raised her head to kiss him. After a while, the two of them were breathing harder. Zhao Chen buried her wife's chest and said a mess: "Have a baby quickly, I won't give birth after giving birth. Waiting for one year in pregnancy is too tormenting."

Aji smirked and touched the man's handsome face. She felt really distressed when she thought that he had endured so hard.

I don’t know if it was because she felt sorry for her husband or Zhao Chen’s urge to urge him every day, but when he saw Zhao Chen leading the children to hang lanterns on the morning of the Lantern Festival, Aji started it. After noon, he successfully gave birth to the third young master of the Zhao family, Brother Rong.

After seeing his third grandson hurried back to Xiyuan, Zhao Yunting couldn't help but complain to his wife's belly: "I let Chengyuan take the lead again. We are obviously a sister-in-law and uncle, why have we become the youngest?"

Ning didn't care much about this. She still pretended what her husband told her last night, "Are you really going to resign from the emperor tomorrow?" This man is only less than 45 years old. He entered the cabinet at such an age. I don't know how many people are looking forward to. He is really willing to retreat?

Zhao Yunting smiled and lay on his side beside his wife, holding her hand, staring at her face quietly, and sighed for a long time: "I have been struggling for a lifetime, and in the end I know what I value most. Lan Rong, we won't mention the past. This time I want to stay with you and raise this child with you, and not separate from you for a day."

"Then you don't have to resign." Ning asked in confusion, "Is it because you were planning for Chengyuan?"

His wife is kind-hearted, and Zhao Yunting kissed her much rounded face, "Yes, I have occupied one of the cabinets here, so Chengyuan will not be able to move up. Jia Yan has not been in good health in the past two years, and at most he will have to retire in four or five years. Many people are staring at the position of Minister of War. Now I voluntarily resign. The emperor must understand what I mean, and he valued Chengyuan... Lan Rong, when I am old, I want to accompany you at home, and teach them a few young people, Chengyuan outside to show his ambitions in the court, killing two birds with one stone." Moreover, his mother is old, and he also wants to take more time to take care of the elderly.

Ning understood and joked with a smile: "You are not as big as you were back then. The older you are, the more you are, the more you are, can you control it?"

Zhao Yunting laughed loudly, then lowered his head to her ear: "When you finish the confinement period, you will know whether I am old or not."

The older he got, the more unreasonable he became. Ning Shi glared at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

In two days, Ning was about to give birth. Because he was old and the birth was not going well this time, Zhao Chen and others could hear the cry of the old man inside outside, which made him unable to take his anger and could only walk around anxiously. Just when he couldn't help but rush in, a loud baby cry finally came out.

He became his brother.

When he already had four children, his mother gave birth to him another younger brother...hf();
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