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Chapter 600 Raising a poor son and a rich daughter

"Thank you, God bless you..." I let out a long sigh, and at this moment, Queen Dou and my mother looked at each other at the same time.

"You all stay outside, go in and have a look with your mother." After Queen Dou said this to me, she led my mother into the delivery room. In the delivery room, there was a burst of joy, and the crying of children came one after another. I heard it even more itchy in my heart, but a peaceful woman stood at the door, looking like a man was in danger of being in danger, so I could only stare at me.

"That, Wenpo, was it born?" I could only walk up with a smile and smiled politely at Wenpo.

"Go back to Your Majesty, the mother and daughter are safe, they are a little princess." Wen Po quickly bowed and said, "I'm pleased me."

"Little Princess?" The smile on my face became brighter and brighter. "I'm still like my wife."

"When you go back to Your Majesty, I feel like you are more like Your Highness." Wen Po seemed to sigh in relief when he saw this young master looking overwhelmed and said to me.

"Like Yaoguang, haha, that's better. My daughter looks like a mother. Butler, right?" I couldn't help but laugh happily, and didn't think about who her children were. My daughter would definitely condense all the advantages and highlights of me and the girl Yaoguang. My young master's mouth was directly to the point where the back of the teeth were exposed.

"That's right, Your Highness the Princess will definitely be intriguing the whole country in the future." The old butler Li Qian also smiled so hard that he couldn't stop smiling.

However, Sister Qingxia's expression seemed a bit complicated, both happy and worried. It seemed that she was worried that she would give birth to the eldest son, and then she would be afraid that Sister Yaoguang would be jealous.

"Qingxia, you should be happy too, not only for yourself, but also for the sake of the children in your arms, do you know?" I turned around and held Sister Qingxia's hand and said in a warm voice.

"Well, I'm just distracted, husband, don't worry." Sister Qingxia took a deep breath and gave me a long tribute and smiled. Her smile seemed so bright. That's right. I would turn a blind eye to anything happening at home. I'm not blind or deaf. Besides, although Yaoguang likes to be a little bitch, I know very well what kind of person she is. It's most appropriate to describe it in one sentence, that is, treat the enemy as cold and ruthless as the severe winter, and treat comrades as warm as spring.

But the title of comrade needs to be changed to family members to be appropriate.

Finally, my mother carried the little thing wrapped in a cradle to the door. The young master rushed to his mother with a lunge, which scared her. "Scared my mother, you are really a child."

"Hehe, mom, are you happy?" I rubbed my hands on my thighs happily, and then carefully took the little guy from my mother's arms. It had been cleaned. The red skin was faintly bloody, but the eyebrows looked so obvious. The hair was almost half a foot long. It could be clearly seen that her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to those of the Yaoguang girl.

"My little princess." I hugged and kissed the forehead of the newly born child affectionately. I finally resisted the urge to laugh loudly, yes, I was afraid of scaring my little princess.

Seeing my appearance as if I was treasured, Queen Dou, who was standing with her mother, was relieved. She stepped forward and took the child over. "Okay, okay, come and hug me all the time. Look at your father-like appearance, it seems like you are holding some treasure."

"Of course, how about Yaoguang by the way? She is fine." I let go of my hand, looked at the little guy in Queen Dou's arms reluctantly, and then he asked with a head and head.

"You go in, you have already cleaned up and stopped working." After my mother turned around and looked again, she agreed. The young master immediately changed his figure and rushed in through the gap between them.

At this moment, the girl Yaoguang was lying on the bed, but she actually covered her head with a quilt, leaving only a few strands of black hair outside. When she looked up, she saw Li next to her laughing and crying. The young master looked at her with a confused look on her face.

"Somehow, my wife was in a good mood just now, but when I heard the old lady let you in, I suddenly felt like this..." Li lowered her voice and whispered in my ear.

Oh, I understood what was going on, so I nodded gratefully to Li: "Thank you for your hard work today, let's go and rest first, I'm here."

Li was very tactful and took a leave. The young master sat down on the edge of the couch and could feel the girl Yaoguang's figure froze slightly. The young master gently stroked Yaoguang's hair exposed outside with his hand and said gently: "Madam, thank you so much for your hard work."

"Husband, I gave birth to a daughter..." The voice of Yaoguang girl seemed particularly dull under the quilt, as if her nose was blocked.

"Hello, my daughter, I am my parents' little cotton-padded jacket. I know I feel sorry for others. I will not forget my mother after marrying a wife like those brats." I pulled open the quilt with love, revealing the crystal clear eyes of the Yaoguang girl, and smiled after kissing her forehead.

Hearing this, Yaoguang couldn't help but burst out laughing, glaring at me happily and resentfully: "Hmph, bad guy, I'm fooling me again."

"How is it possible? You are the wife of your husband? What can you do to coax? Don't you think about it. Your mother gave birth to five of you, but who is the one who is the one who is the one who knows the best of her parents' wishes?" I gently shaved the pretty face of Yaoguang's girl, who is tender and sweat-stained, and said with pain. "Anyway, this is my daughter and you. Who dares not to love her? Just beat him for your husband. Well, even if you dare not beat him, you will still deal with her for your husband, do you know?"

"Bad husband, you will spoil the little guy..." Yaoguang girl glanced at me shyly, raised her jade neck, and kissed my face and said angrily.

"How is it possible? A husband is not the kind of father who regrets his spoiled children until the future. However, raising a son in poverty and raising a daughter in wealth must be carried out well." This young master kissed the plump and wet red lips of the Yaoguang girl, waved his hand proudly, and said very loyally.

"Raising a son and raising a daughter in poverty? Husband, you shouldn't be too much, right?" Sister Yaoguang said with a happy and silent look at me.

"What's the right thing, Qingxia, come in." I glanced at this girl, and happened to see Sister Qingxia stepping to the door and waved her to come in. Raising a child with a rich daughter is raised.

After Sister Qingxia said goodbye to Yao Guang, I said what I said just now: "...... Since ancient times, you must have seen me. I have always been rich and ladies, and there are few great men.

Think about it, girls raised in wealth will be taken from various occasions since childhood to increase their ability to read the world. When they are as old as flowers, they will be difficult to grow up in the world, and they will not be easily confused by all kinds of glitz and vanity. A girl who has never seen the world may be defeated by sweet words under the sugar-coated cannonballs of a playboy. A girl raised in wealth will be knowledgeable, independent, independent, wise, and very clear about what she really pursues...

A girl is called a daughter, and probably has a connection in this regard. Although her appearance is born from the sky, it also requires careful care from the sky and exquisite craftsmanship on weekdays. This obviously requires a certain material foundation. From another perspective, in addition to giving better material conditions, it is also necessary to broaden the girl's horizons and insights. Richness also means "rich". Understanding beauty, understanding appreciation, and knowing how to distinguish will also help you protect yourself, and not being tempted by the outside world. Don't be coaxed away by a piece of cake in the future.

The so-called raising a child in poverty means not being spoiled, making the tempering of life make the son raised by poverty stronger. Boys must enter society in the future and assume social responsibility and family responsibilities, so they must raise their children to inspire their ambitions. Otherwise, if they are big-handed and playboys, how can they serve their parents and raise their wives and children? Raising a man in poverty is even more a frustrating education. Men should be self-reliant, and boys who have not experienced failures and setbacks cannot grow up.

To be a real man, you will not know how many hardships, cold eyes, humiliation, and setbacks you will suffer in your life. The ancients said that when God will give a great responsibility to this person, you must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and be empty. Only in this way can you cultivate yourself, manage your family, govern the country and pacify the world. Boys should cultivate a style of hard work and simplicity, endure hardships and perseverance, and benevolence, righteousness and filial piety, especially in material terms, otherwise they will easily become another playboy.

Some of the girls in later generations were tricked into bed by those old hooligans just for a little profit. I remember seeing reports online that there were girls who were used as mistresses for several months for a mobile phone. This made me have to admit that later generations were definitely a degenerate era.

"Since ancient times, no descendants in the world are lying in a honeypot. How many of them can be used to make a living?" Seeing the two girls' eyes shining and looking dazzling, I knew that I successfully convinced these two wives to obtain enough manpower and material support for the implementation of the plan to raise sons and raise daughters for the future husbands.

"...Okay, I'm a poor and rich raising daughter. Today I'm so open. It's a blessing for Your Majesty to have such thoughts and ideas, and it's also a blessing for your future children and grandchildren. In the future, they will definitely understand Your Majesty's painstaking efforts." Queen Dou, who hugged her newly born daughter, walked in with a smile, and said with admiration.

"If my mother-in-law says something, I'd better call me Wuji. This is at home, not outside." I quickly shook my head and said.

"Haha, okay, it's safe and sound. My son-in-law, come out quickly." Queen Dou nodded at me and said after smiling.

"Uh, why are you going out?" I couldn't help but look at Yaoguang in confusion.

"The little guy is hungry, and Pingping still needs to take a shower. How can you stay here?" Queen Dou rolled her eyes speechlessly and said to me.
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