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Chapter 452: Little Man

Wangzi recently fell in love with the courtyard of Mingxiyuan.

The yard is much more fun than the house. Not only is the space spacious, the view is wide, but there are also many flowers, plants and fruits, enough for him to explore and play without repeating the same thing every day.

A few days ago, I was observing the nests and birds on the trees. The day before yesterday, I was squatting in front of the flower bed and destroying the flowers. Yesterday, I was lying under the grape trellis like a lazy insect. Today, I started to toss around and had to sit on the swing.

This swing was made by Cui Weizhen when Ye Zhenzhen was pregnant. The servants in the yard carefully maintained it every day to keep it out of the rain and sun. It has been almost a year and it still looks like a new one. Ye Zhenzhen occasionally

I'll go over there and have a sit, it'll be a lot of fun.

Wangzi had been exploring a lot in the yard before, but he had never discovered the function of swinging high. Until today, when he saw Ye Zhenzhen sitting on it and flying high, it was incredible and he immediately started making a fuss.

Ye Zhenzhen was so troubled that she had no choice but to ask Yuxiu and Qiu Wu to go back to the house to get furs to wrap up the swing. After ensuring that no branches would hurt the child's delicate skin, she put Wangzai on the swing.

The swing frame was just right for Ye Zhenzhen, but for Wangzi, the size was not much different from his crib. As soon as the child lay down in it, he became extremely excited and started waving his arms and legs together, as if he had sucked a cat.

Like a mint cat, too lively.

He was a very smart kid. When the excitement subsided, he found that his mother had not been able to swing high for him. He immediately frowned, slapped the swing vine in dissatisfaction, and made babbling noises from his mouth.

Accusing voice, his expression was extremely serious.

Ye Zhenzhen really couldn't bear it, so she had to protect him with one hand and gently pushed the swing up with the other hand. Although the swing was not high, it was surprising enough for Wangzi who was riding on the swing for the first time. He was so excited

He barked, looking left and right, staring at the ever-changing scenery, like a curious little kitten.

The novelty was novel, and he had a lot of fun playing with it, but when he got off the swing, he suffered a headache - dizziness on the swing!

There was a small blanket spread under the grape trellis. As Wangzi grew older, his weight also increased. Ye Zhenzhen rarely held him for a long time and usually let him play by himself.

For example, right now, she put Wangzi down and was about to sit on the swing when she heard several exclamations from the maids. She quickly looked back and couldn't help but laugh.

Where did this drunken tiger cub come from?

After having a child, Ye Zhenzhen finally realized the joy of Cui Weizhen's clothes design. When she had nothing to do, she always liked to play with some tricks and asked the embroiderer to make all kinds of cute little clothes for Wangzi to wear, such as rabbit clothes,

Lion costumes, etc., the female relatives in the mansion were so cute that Ye Zhenzhen spontaneously designed all kinds of cute clothes for Wang Zai to wear, and almost all animals were played by him.

For example, today, Wangzi is wearing his favorite tiger suit. He is furry and has a one-piece hat on his head. A pair of round ears are exposed on the hat. From behind, he looks like a tiger.

Little tiger.

Unfortunately, this little tiger did not have the majesty of the king of beasts. Instead, he crawled on the blanket crookedly as if he was drunk. Suddenly, his "fore limbs" stumbled left and right, and he immediately lost his balance, like a dumpling.

It rolled into a ball, rolled and rolled, and finally collapsed into a big character with its face facing the sky and the earth, revealing a large white and tender belly.

Hahahaha, how could there be such a stupid cerebellar axe?

Wangzai's big black eyes widened, and he looked at his mother who was laughing non-stop in disbelief. His little man's self-esteem suddenly burst out, and he burst into tears.

Why are you laughing at him? Don’t you want to lose face?

I don’t like my mother anymore, wow wow wow...


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