The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Jiang Wanqing watched Zhou Musheng's actions.

He frowned and then asked, "Why don't you eat it? Don't you love the braised pork elbow with red sauce made by Aunt Baojuan?"

Zhou Musheng's mind suddenly popped up what his mother said.

He glanced down at his own figure.

With uncertainty in his eyes, he looked at Jiang Wanqing.

In a questioning tone, he asked cautiously, "Mom, am I... really fat?"

"Who said that!" Jiang Wanqing pretended to be angry, "Who said that in front of you? Tell me, and I will have him beaten with a stick!"

Jiang Wanqing had guessed it early on, perhaps Zhou Musheng would bring up such a thing.

So, she deliberately brought the pork elbow from the small kitchen in front of her, just to let Zhou Musheng eat it.

Zhou Musheng quickly shook his head: "No, no one said anything, I just think that I should control my eating habits now that I am so fat."

Jiang Wanqing took a deep breath.

Then he explained, "This is not fat, but strong. When you grow up in your teens, your body will become thinner. Besides, more meat will make your body stronger. Look, the officials in the court and the current emperor are all strong in eating. Eating strong is good for your body."

Zhou Musheng thought about it carefully, although he had not seen the current emperor.

However, the nanny occasionally took him out to play, and sometimes they would meet some court officials on the street.

Those officials were all sitting in sedan chairs, and from a distance they looked like a small mountain.

That person is much stronger than me.

Only then did he truly believe that Jiang Wanqing was doing this for his own good.

However, when he thought of his mother, Zhou Musheng began to feel that he had gained some weight, and he still felt a little sad.

He pursed his lips and looked at the tempting pork elbow in front of him. While he wanted to eat it, he thought of what his mother had said to him.

Jiang Wanqing was not afraid of adding fuel to the fire.

Then she continued, "Eat. Even if you have some flesh on your body, you are still your lovely child in your mother's eyes. Look at your sister. Isn't she chubby and cute too?"

Jiang Wanqing held Xiao Xiao in her arms and glanced at Zhou Musheng.

Xiaoxiao is still drinking milk now, so she is not white, plump and round.

So cute and tight.

Zhou Musheng looked at his chubby sister, who was still so cute.

A trace of confusion appeared on his face: "Why does my sister look cute even though she is white and chubby?"

Jiang Wanqing smiled and replied, "Because our Mu Sheng must like Xiao Xiao very much, so in our Mu Sheng's eyes, even though Xiao Xiao is white and chubby, she is still very cute. Similarly, in my eyes, you, mother, are as cute as Xiao Xiao."

Because I like it, I think it's cute.

Zhou Musheng was stunned.

I couldn't help but think of my biological mother. When she saw me for the first time, she showed no concern and no longing for me.

When I met myself for the first time, we talked about how I had gained weight and needed to change my diet.

However, Jiang Wanqing said that this is her favorite child, even if he is a little fat, he is still so cute in her heart.

When he thought of this, Zhou Musheng's heart sank.

Could it be that I am no longer considered a favorite child in my mother's eyes?

Thinking of this, Zhou Musheng suddenly had an indescribable feeling about the pork elbow in front of him.

It was as if the preference that I had for so long was suddenly gone.

I noticed that Zhou Musheng was in a depressed mood.

Jiang Wanqing touched Zhou Musheng's head.

She consoled him, "Good child, why do you still look unhappy? Who made you angry? Tell me and I will definitely take care of it for you! No one can bully me, Jiang Wanqing's child."

Zhou Musheng felt a warm feeling in his heart and his eyes became a little sore.

I never thought that I could be protected by Jiang Wanqing like this.

Even my own biological mother has never done this.

Zhou Musheng pursed his lips.

Blinking his eyes, with an innocent look on his face.

He asked tentatively, "Mother, you said before that the teacher I want must be chosen by me. Does this still count?"

Jiang Wanqing nodded: "Of course, what's the matter? If you have your eyes on a gentleman, tell mother. As long as mother can find a way to invite you, she will definitely invite you."

Hearing Jiang Wanqing's tone.

Zhou Musheng took a deep breath.

Then he closed his eyes and said, "I want my eldest uncle... your eldest brother, mother, to be my husband!"

Jiang Wanqing smiled with her lips but not her heart.

It seems that Zhou Musheng still chose Song Nansheng and Zhou Zigu's plan.

but…

It would be fine if you agree.

If the eldest brother really accepts Zhou Musheng as his apprentice, then Zhou Musheng will naturally have to go to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to study.

Then he could also use the excuse of picking up Zhou Musheng and go back to discuss the matters of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion with his elder brother.

However, before telling everything to my eldest brother, I still have to confirm the copper coin case.

Jiang Wanqing hesitated for a few seconds, and in Zhou Musheng's opinion, she seemed a little hesitant.

At that moment, a cold light flashed across his eyes.

He also said that he would arrange any gentleman he wanted for himself.

At this moment, he just asked tentatively, and Jiang Wanqing remained silent?

Sure enough, just as his father and mother said, Jiang Wanqing was not a good person.

These words were nothing more than deliberate deception to myself.

Now that I really asked, I started playing dumb again.

However, the next second, Jiang Wanqing smiled and said, "Since our Mu Sheng likes his uncle to come and teach him, then there will be no problem at all."

Zhou Musheng realized belatedly what the other party had said.

I actually need my uncle to teach me in my studies.

This uncle passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar a few years ago. He is also Mr. Wuchen's apprentice. I wonder if he has the same appearance and personality as Mr. Wuchen.

When he thought of this, Zhou Musheng's face turned pale.

He doesn't have the patience to practice calligraphy all day long.

Zhou Musheng opened his mouth and asked doubtfully, "Mother, Musheng just said it casually, do you really agree? Besides, my uncle is very busy, how can he really have the time?"

Jiang Wanqing didn't care.

Then she touched Zhou Musheng's head and explained, "Okay, don't worry so much. Even if your uncle doesn't have time, can I say that he still doesn't have time? The most important thing is that this is the teacher that Musheng wants to find, so as a mother, I will definitely find your uncle to be your teacher."