Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

Fugui had his hands behind his back, his face was cold, and he had the aura of his own father Xie Zhao.

Facing the huge battle, Fugui said calmly: "It turns out to be Mrs. Ning."

What aunt?If you are not familiar with them, don't rely on relatives.

Jiang Yuzhu glanced at her son's face from the corner of her eye and saw that he was very confident, so she encouraged him: "Fugui, mother knows that you are an honest child. Mother is here for everything, so you just tell the truth."

Hearing one-sided words and blaming one's own flesh and blood is the worst thing to do and will hurt the child.

The baby is only three years old, how can he have such a strong sense of morality?

Jiang Yuzhu made it clear that she would be the strongest supporter for Fugui and Wanwan.

Admittedly, she was really angry when the ladies came to her door at first, because she had never dealt with it before, so maybe she could get used to it in the future.

Thinking that she, her parents, and her two brothers all treated her this way, no matter whether it was right or wrong, they only cared about whether she was happy or not.

Right or wrong doesn't matter, because everyone has a position.

Jiang Yuzhu was a little negligent in her education, but it did not delay Fugui Wanwan from becoming a child who knew etiquette. She was very pleased.

"Mom, sister Youyou said that she would marry her son when she grew up, but his son didn't agree."

Fugui showed a look of disgust, and then hid it very well, "My son doesn't like women who are too delicate. He cries all the time, which is very annoying."

Madam Ning: "..."

What?Her family, Youyou, is also a daughter of a high family. After hearing this, she took the initiative to send it to her door. Isn't Young Master Xie happy?

God!

Mrs. Ning's head was buzzing and the wind was messy, and she wanted to faint.

Mrs. Gao next to Mrs. Ning was suspicious and asked, "What about Ruyu?"

Ruyu is a two-year-old girl, born as Yuxue, she is cute and determined to become one of the backyard.

Fugui shook his head and sighed: "Sister Ruyu is very good, but she pees her pants too frequently."

If you keep peeing your pants like this, you shouldn't go to school.

Every time Fugui went to school, he had to stay far away, otherwise he would always see a pool of water stains on the ground.

Mrs. Gao: "..."

It is normal for a two-year-old baby to wet his pants. Why does Mrs. Gao feel a strong sense of shame when a three-year-old Fugui says it?

Two people took the lead, and the rest of the ladies followed suit and got some not-so-good comments from Fugui.

Crying, delicate, slow to respond, clingy...

In short, he doesn't like it.

"You don't like playing with our Yunyun?"

Mrs. Ning was furious. How dare a little brat with no hair to look down on her daughter?

"The Master said, treat others with humility."

Fugui blocked her immediately, and Mrs. Ning opened her mouth but was speechless.

Originally, it was very annoying for her daughter to be rejected. Her speech was not as flexible as that of a three-year-old child, and the veins on Mrs. Ning's forehead were pulsing.

"Wanwan, tell me why all these young masters want to marry you?"

Jiang Yuzhu felt that she had misunderstood the child and asked Wanwan again.

Wanwan thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "Mom, I'm still young. I don't want to leave my parents and brothers. It's still too early to get married."

As for the two young masters fighting over her, Wanwan ignored them. That was their own wish. She was very innocent.

"Mom, I heard that you want to fill up the backyard in the future. Is this a problem?"

Jiang Yuzhu asked the maid to get snacks for the twins, and her expression became softer.

Fugui took a bite of the jujube cake. It was so sweet that he liked it very much.

Normally, his mother would not allow him to eat too sweet food for fear of damaging his teeth. Fugui tasted it carefully, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Mom, my son does have this idea."

Fugui wants to fill his backyard and marry several wives, but he will only find people he likes and is pleasing to his eyes.

When Mrs. Ning heard this, she realized that the opportunity had come, and immediately criticized angrily: "Mrs. Xie, as the chief minister of the dynasty, is this how Mr. Xie educates his children?"

He is only three years old, and he is thinking long-term in teaching his son to enrich the backyard.

"Men and women are not seated at the same table when they are seven years old. It's not a good idea to spoil Youyou!"

After Mrs. Ning finished speaking, she still felt a little annoyed. Anyway, she would never let Youyou interact with the young master of the Xie family in the future.

Speaking of which, Xie Shoufu's outstanding reputation and impeccable character and knowledge must have come from Jiang Yuzhu.

"Mrs. Ning, this is wrong."

Seeing Mrs. Ning's face, Fugui became a little impatient, "I think Mrs. Ning needs to discipline her daughter well, instead of coming to my mother to complain indiscriminately and confusing right and wrong."

"One more thing, I am over three years old this year and not yet seven years old. How about you change it to three-year-old boys and girls sitting on separate seats?"

All the little girls in the school liked to play with him. When they learned that he planned to marry ten wives, they insisted on having a place among them.

"Children's words, how do you make them true?"

Someone like Mrs. Ning dared to come to complain to his mother. This made Fugui angry. His face became cold and he said: "My father only has my mother. I heard that the backyard of Shangshu Mansion seems to be very lively. Hasn't Ning Shangshu been arrested?" Do your parents discipline you well?"

"This, you..."

A little kid over three years old, what a monster!

She was so talkative that Mrs. Ning was speechless and her face turned purple with anger.

I would like to retort a few words. What Mr. Xie said is true. There are indeed more than a dozen concubines in her family.

"Who from a high-ranking family is not like this?"

Mrs. Ning felt aggrieved and looked at the other ladies, who all nodded in agreement.

Fugui was silent for a moment and said: "So it's normal for others to be like this. Why do I think that my parents are incapable of educating their children?"

Don’t be too double-standard!

Although wealth requires many wives, he has requirements.

Besides, he is still young, so he may change his mind when he grows up.

"Why are you holding on to my remarks about a three-year-old child?"

Fugui couldn't figure it out. These ladies from high families really had nothing to do. Apart from fighting with concubines every day, they also fought with their mother-in-law. His mother was different, she knew how to enjoy herself best.

"My mother finally went to Zhuangzi to rest for a few days. You have come to complain at this juncture."

Fugui and Wanwan saluted Jiang Yuzhu and said respectfully, "Mom, my child and sister have made you suffer harsh criticism."

Ladies: "..."

They have a very good attitude. Anyone who dares to criticize Jiang Yuzhu will risk their lives for Xie Zhao and the Jiang family!

Seeing that her children were sensible, Jiang Yuzhu smiled and educated her: "You are still young. You only need to make a few playmates and observe etiquette. You must not expose your shortcomings."

What about being squeamish and peeing your pants? You can't just say these things casually.

Although the little boy doesn't care about reputation, it doesn't sound good if he says it out loud.

"My son knows."

Fugui expressed his knowledge and apologized to the ladies, "As a junior, this is really rude. Please don't mind, ladies. Wait a few years and I will learn more about etiquette."

"If you offend the young master and young lady of the school, it is best to file a complaint with my father."

Fugui feels that he is a little man, and he still hopes to solve the problem in a man's way instead of causing trouble to his mother.

Mrs. Ning and her group left Xie's Mansion, top-heavy and light-footed.

"Are we being taught a lesson by a newly weaned baby?"

Mrs. Ning opened the curtain, glanced at the corner door of Xie Mansion, and said absently.