Baby Fugua is wearing the standard elder brother's Zhouzhu dress sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, pink trousers, colorful sleeves jacket, orchid waistcoat, native flower stockings, and a peony "sac" tied around the waist, on the pocket string of the "sac"

, but also fasten the ancient jade makeup knife.

The little baby Fugua, with his braided hair that skyrockets to the sky, is sitting in the center of the dining table. The other children are being supported and coaxed by the maid, mother-in-law, and wet nurse. He is the only one who is sitting steadily, as if he knows what he is doing.

What's the same? His big, watery eyes like black grapes looked at the people around him curiously. He had a quietness that was different from ordinary babies. When he looked at people, it was as if he could see into other people's hearts, with a clear penetration.

force.

"Hongli, look at the swords and swords here. If you like anything, grab it?" Lao Shi's inducing language should not be overdone.

Lao Jiu felt that Lao Ten was extremely stupid. This was all rehearsed beforehand. How could anyone induce him in front of others? How could a child be so smart?

Baby Fugua tilted his head, and the golden bell on his braid shook. He stretched out his paws to support himself on the ground, turned from sitting to crawling, and crawled towards the golden sword and silver sword that Lao Shi said.

The third elder brother couldn't help but sneer: "That's okay! Lao Shi, this is your son catching Zhou, not you. Can you calm down?"

Lao Shi's face changed slightly, he glanced at Yuan Wense, gritted his teeth, and did not reply.

His son was having a seizure once in his life, and he didn't want to mess it up.

From the birth announcement, the three-day baptism, the full-moon ceremony, the 100-day ceremony, and today's first week, baby Fu Gua has basically gone through all the important days before he reaches adulthood.

I won’t invite so many guests for my birthdays in the future. Unless his father, Lao Shi, has a great future, and others want to flatter Lao Shi, they will treat a little brother’s birthday as a big day.

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Baby Fugua lifted up the golden knife.

The long knife used by babies didn't look big to an adult, but Jiu Fujin was so frightened that he took a step forward.

Oh my gosh, that's a solid knife!

She and Yuan Wense picked out the knife from among the gifts. It must have weighed at least three and a half kilograms!

I saw Baby Fu Gua holding the knife and shakily standing up, dragging the knife and walking two steps on the table. Everyone's eyes changed slightly.

There are all top-notch people here. The men can tell if the knife is scratched on the table and whether it is solid or not.

"What a strength. He is worthy of being the son of his tenth brother and the next warrior of the Qing Dynasty." The prince praised him.

Just seeing Baby Fu Gua pointing the knife at Lao Shi, the third brother was happy, "Hey, what's wrong with this little nephew? Why is he pointing the knife at his own Ama? He's just one year old and he's following his own Ama

Using the knife can really make a difference."

Lao Shi was so angry that veins were pulsing on his forehead. Was he trying to destroy his son? This was not his brother, he was clearly his enemy.

Fourth elder brother said: "Third elder brother, be careful what you say."

The third child smiled and said, "What I said is wrong."

"Ama...here!" Baby Fu Gua held the knife, his young voice was so crisp, his lips were well-developed and slightly upturned, and he seemed to be smiling even if he wasn't smiling.

Lao Shi's heart suddenly dropped when he mentioned it: "Hey, my dear, you are so filial. You have not forgotten to be filial to Amma now. This is better than some people who just eat without thinking.

It’s a hundred times stronger.”
Chapter completed!