Wei Zi was originally very embarrassed, but as soon as Mrs. Feng held her hand, her expression condensed slightly, and all her attention was immediately focused on Mrs. Feng's pulse.
She raised her head again and carefully examined Mrs. Feng's expression.
Just now she was only focused on watching Mrs. Feng quarrel with King Yan and Feng Danyuan. She didn't pay attention to Mrs. Feng's face. Only then did she realize something strange: Today, the old lady put on makeup, not too thick, but not too light, covering up the somewhat dull face.
complexion.
Something is wrong.
Mrs. Feng pulled Wei Zi happily forward.
Wei Zi winked at Feng Danyuan and signaled that she would wait for her to come back and talk to him in private if she had anything to do.
Feng Danyuan nodded slightly.
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Mrs. Feng comes from the Yun family.
The founding emperor of the Yun Kingdom and the ancestor of the Yun family were brothers with different surnames, and they established the Yun Dynasty together.
Since then, not only have all the queens of the past dynasties come from the Yun family, but the state-owned resources of Yun State that are related to the lifeblood of the country, including various metal mines, salt mines, etc., are all managed by the Yun family.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the Yun family is the richest in the Yun Kingdom.
Therefore, Mrs. Feng’s small warehouse is also full of the word “rich”.
"Mother Guo, I remember there are a few sets of masks that I bought when I was young. Find them out and show them to Xiao Zi."
"South China Sea Pearl Clothes, is it put in that box?"
"I have saved a lot of jade arm hairpins and gemstone rings in the past few years. You can take them all out."
...
When Wei Zi was in Jiangnan, Mrs. Jiang also gave her many good things, but after all, they were her grandmother, so she accepted them with peace of mind.
In front of Mrs. Feng, she felt very awkward.
But the old lady couldn't bear to think about it, so she had to choose a few less expensive ones.
Mrs. Feng had a vicious look in her eyes and said faintly: "Xiao Zi, do you still treat me as an outsider?"
"Eh?" Wei Zi didn't know what to say.
"If you don't pick the best one, you just treat me like an outsider." Mrs. Feng said angrily like an old child: "I won't pick any more, Aunt Guo, move all the ones you just took out to Yuan'er."
Go to Zhuxiang Pavilion!"
When Wei Zi heard this, he quickly said: "I pick, I pick!"
This time I really chose some according to my own wishes.
Wei Zi knows the goods and has good taste, so anything that catches her eye is naturally not something that is trivial.
Of course, she still didn't choose the pearl dress, um... it was too luxurious, and it was too ostentatious to wear, and it didn't fit in with her low-key style.
Mrs. Feng was finally satisfied, took Wei Zi's hand, and went to eat happily.
At the family banquet at noon, except for Feng Danyi, who fell ill again, all the masters of the Yan Palace were present, and even Feng Jiayu sat on a special baby chair.
It was difficult for the servants to serve the table, so Princess Yan took over the task of feeding the children.
Seeing this, Wei Zi hurriedly said: "Princess, let me feed you."
Princess Yan argued for a while, but when Wei Zi insisted, she handed the small bowl and spoon to Wei Zi and briefly talked about the little guy's eating habits.
Wei Zi remembered them all in her heart.
Although she does not specialize in obstetrics and gynecology, Wei Zi is a medical practitioner after all, and she still knows how to feed children.
What's more, there are also professional parenting books on Yan Xiao's mobile phone, which she has also read.
Therefore, she was not in a hurry when feeding her children.
Deboned fish, one spoonful of meat and one spoonful of rice, the little guy ate it happily.
The minced meat can be swallowed as soon as you open your mouth.
The problem didn't work when it came to green leafy vegetables. The little guy twisted his neck and refused to eat.
Wei Zi followed suit: "Have you heard the story "Little Spinach Cried"?"
The little guy didn't quite understand, but he was obviously interested in the word "story".
Wei Zi then told the story: "There was a little brother who didn't like to eat spinach, so he secretly threw the little spinach away. The little spinach was very sad and sat on the roadside crying. The little rabbit saw it and asked the little spinach: Why are you crying?
?Little Spinach said: Everyone doesn’t like me, I’m so sad. Little Rabbit said: I like you, can I take you home? Little Spinach is very happy and won’t cry anymore.”
The little guy opened his big eyes and listened very carefully.
Wei Zi asked him: "If you don't eat baby spinach, baby spinach will cry too. Do you want baby spinach to cry?"
The little guy shook his head and said in a childish voice: "Don't cry."
Wei Zi smiled and said: "Then let's eat the baby spinach, okay?"
The little guy nodded and ate the spinach fed by Wei Zi.
