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Chapter 709 My Family Has a Young Child

"Er Er, I will never call you cute again, you are not cute at all."

"Thank you." Erer was very satisfied.

However, it turns out that Er Er is really very cute.

When the child is three or four years old, servants follow him wherever he goes, and his every move makes people scream.

"The master and his wife look like gods. If they give birth to a little boy, they will be like a fairy boy from heaven descending to earth. How can there be such a beautiful child in the world?"

"Young Master, please walk slower and be careful not to fall."

"My dear, are you hungry? Are you thirsty?"

"My slave has some candied fruits in her purse, young master, do you want to eat them?"

Everyone knows that the young master loves sweets. The master will ask the kitchen to make sweets every day, and the wife will cook and make pastries herself whenever she has time.

Despite her tall and handsome appearance, she is also a martial arts practitioner, but as the saying goes, a man who can go to the battlefield can also enter the kitchen, and my wife is just that kind of man.

Er Er wanted to get rid of this group of people, but stopped when he heard Candi.

Er Er looked back at the slave who said he had met him: "Bring it here."

"Young master, do you want candied fruit?"

"Um."

The servant handed him the purse, and Erer took it and ran away quickly.

"Young Master!"

"Young master, don't run away!"

"Oh, young master..."

The young master seemed to hate being followed. Every day he would find an opportunity to run away, and then no one would be able to find him. At nightfall, he would come back on his own.

The whole government is very anxious, but the master is not anxious at all, not even his wife...

At first, the wife would be anxious to find the child.

But the master always said: "When the child grows up, he has his own ideas. Let him do what he wants to do. Don't control it too strictly. Er Er is an obedient and good boy who is measured. When the time comes,

He will come back on his own."

If this was said to a child of seven, eight or ten years old, it might be very convincing.

But the little master is only over three years old now!

Every day the little master would run away, and every day the little master would come back safely on time.

Gradually, Madam also had the same idea as Master.

The master has always been in love with his wife all these years and has never thought of taking a concubine, and she has not done anything wrong in these years.

I heard that the master didn’t want his wife to go through the pain of giving birth, so he drank the childbirth medicine himself.

In short, the love between these two people is famous in all the villages in the south of the Yangtze River. Many men in the south of the Yangtze River are envious of their wives for marrying such a good wife.

In addition to the well-known relationship between the master and his wife, the young master in the family is also famous for looking like a fairy.

Gradually, the young master grew up, and when he was seven or eight years old, someone came to ask for marriage.

The master angrily drove the matchmaker out!

Nan Qing said angrily: "My son is still young! Don't try to make plans for my son one by one."

Ziqing was equally angry: "Twenty-two is only eight years old. These people dare to come and propose marriage even if they don't know how old they are."

Eight-year-old Er Er already looked like a young boy. Wearing a green brocade dress, he sat quietly and elegantly by the side, sipping tea, and calmly watched them drive the matchmaker out.

After driving the people away, Ziqing was still angry.

Ziqing came to Erer and said, "Dad, let's take you to practice swordsmanship. If you are so good-looking, many people will be interested in you. Once you learn martial arts, if anyone dares to bully you, fight back."

Er Er raised his head and said, "Dad, don't be angry with these people. Sit down and have a cup of tea before going out to practice your sword."

Every time Ziqing looked at his son, he felt that he had an indescribable temperament.

She is as graceful as a orchid, elegant and generous, and has a stunning appearance. What kind of woman does she need to be worthy of his son?

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Good night, the world will end tomorrow~

Hee hee, put out a small broken bowl and look at you eagerly~


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