Chapter 987 Eat a mouthful of dog food

This is not the first time Song Ci has been enjoying the lanterns, but whenever she sees the craftsmanship of the lanterns, she has to sigh at the skill of the ancients, who can make a lamp so vivid, beautiful and beautiful.

Technology in later generations became more and more developed, but there were fewer and fewer inheritors of traditional craftsmanship. Young people no longer like to inherit the skills of their ancestors.

well.

"What did my mother sigh? But this lamp is not satisfactory?" Niu Pan'er couldn't help but feel a little concerned when she heard Song Ci's sigh.

Song Ci smiled and said, "It's not that satisfactory, it's just that I feel it's too satisfactory. I don't know if I can see such a beautiful lantern again in the future."

Niu Paner was a little puzzled and said with a smile: "If you want to see it, it is OK to let this craftsman prick you every day."

It’s just a lantern to make the old man happy. It’s a craftsman who has been tying up all the time and has been tying the old woman to see each other for a year. What’s the difficulty?

It’s not that there is no condition at home.

Listen, the princess and daughter-in-law speaks generously.

Song Cile said: "It's better to watch it every day. It's better to have fun alone than to have fun. It's better to watch it together."

Song Zhiyu held his son and said, "Mom, this is a big reason again. You said, "Whose lantern you like, I'll give you a guess."

Song Ci teased: "Just rely on the few drops of ink in your belly? Don't even sweat, you can't guess it. In the end, you have to spend money to get it."

Song Zhiyu was embarrassed by the run, and he argued with force: "Mom, you underestimate your youngest son. In front of your wife and grandson, you can leave some face for your son."

Everyone laughed.

Song Ci said: "It's all my family members. How much do you have? Don't you know about the family members? But, it's nothing to guess. You can probably guess it. After all, you are the emperor of Europeans who are born with good luck. Right? Boom."

She shaved Niu Bobo's little nose, making the boy giggle, and his hands and feet were dancing in his father's arms, screaming non-stop.

He has been more than seven months old, and Niu Paner has been insisting on taking a medicinal bath for him. His foundation is solid and his appetite is also good. The two nurses prepared are fed him in turn, and they are over ten pounds. They are very lively and strong. After such a twist, Song Zhiyu felt a little tired of being able to hold him.

Niu Pan'er couldn't see it, so she took her son over, held it with one hand, and said, "He is heavy, don't tired of you, I'll hug you."

Song Zhiyu was embarrassed: "I am not tired, so I slander me less. How could I not even hold my own son?" He just felt a little sore in his hands.

"I know you can hold you, aren't I afraid that he will tired you?" Niu Pan'er said very straightforwardly, "I feel so tired, I feel sorry for you."

Song Zhiyu: “…”

He glanced at Song Ci and his third sister-in-law, coughed, his face slightly red, and he cursed in his heart that this woman did not tell the occasion and did not feel ashamed of saying this.

Song Ci ate a mouthful of dog food, secretly poked the single dog for him, and smiled and said, "Okay, don't flirt with me, go guess the lights, give us a boom and a peace lamp."

Lu also smiled, his smile a little envious and sour.

Song Zhiyu glared at his wife and blamed you.

A trace of thought arose in Niu Paner's heart. When he thought of Mr. Weng's words, he couldn't help but touch his abdomen.

Going to have a second child?

Seeing her uncovered actions, Song Zhiyu widened her eyes even more. What kind of decent thing is this!

"Madam Song, you are here too. After hearing this, the eldest princess also came out to enjoy the lanterns and ordered the old slave to wait." Princess Anping's confidant came to invite him with a smile.
Chapter completed!