The new book of the burning prairie star

Chapter 239 Madam, everything is arranged

Between heaven and earth in life, if a white horse crosses the gap, it is just suddenly.

This year is Yang Biao's fourth year in office in Qianpu Prefecture. In March of his second year in office, he was promoted to the position of prefect of Qianpu Prefecture because the former prefect died of injuries.

"Husband, this year is the year you go to Beijing to report on your work. Can we stop by Yangjia Village to take a look?" Although Yang Biao would send a letter home every month, he still liked to be reunited with his family emotionally, Xia Weiwei asked, sitting on a chair while holding her third son.

"Yeah," Yang Biao, who already had a beard, nodded and held the child in his arms.

"Madam, please make sure everything is arranged." He kissed the child's face, looked around, and saw no one! He quickly kissed Xia Weiwei on the face again.

"You..." Xia Weiwei also hurried to see if there was anyone nearby, and hit him with her hand. He was the governor of a prefecture, but he still acted so unsteadily.

"Madam, do you want to come in..." Yang Biao gave her a wink, knowing that she understood what he meant.

"Daddy, Zhuo Qiu is back. Give me a hug!" Zhuo Qiu ran over holding Jin Rong's hand, followed closely by the second oldest brother Zhe Qiu.

“Um… um…” Zheqiu can walk but can’t speak yet. He also raised his arms high asking him to hold him.

"Oh, Zheqiu also wants daddy to hold him?" Seeing him nod, Yang Biao put the third child on Xia Weiwei's legs, then squatted down and stood up holding the eldest child in one hand and the second child in the other.

"Hey, ma'am, these two brothers are much heavier." Yang Biao weighed the two little brothers, making them giggle.

"Zhuo Qiu, Zhe Qiu, do you miss your grandma?" Yang Biao sat on a chair and asked the two brothers while pointing at Xiao Zhang's portrait.

"I miss grandma." Zhuo Qiu said in a baby voice.

Zhe Qiu, who couldn't speak, nodded vigorously, making Xia Weiwei beside him smile from ear to ear.

"Husband, when are we leaving?" After hearing Yang Biao say that he would take the family to his hometown to meet his family, Hong Yan asked while holding her cute daughter.

"Just for these few days, please prepare some more beautiful clothes for Tingting." Yang Biao held the child in his arms and kissed her face. He felt a little regretful that his daughter did not look much like Hongyan.

"Okay, Tingting, do you want to see grandma?" Hongyan clapped her hands to tease the child. She thought she was so cute that she couldn't help but kiss her face.

"I miss grandma." Tingting nodded and threw herself into her arms.

"Tingting still likes to be close to you." Yang Biao let her hold the child. Children are like that. She will be close to whoever spends more time with her, without any discount.

"Husband," Hongyan handed the child to Qiuyue and pulled him into the house.

"What's wrong?" Yang Biao knew what she was thinking. She was thinking of a way to give Tingting a brother! Maybe she was not easy to conceive. They had been together for three years before they had Tingting. Now they didn't know when they would have a second child.

"Husband, I love you!" Hong Yan threw him directly onto the bed and worked hard for her plan for a second child.

"Master, here are the various expenses of the mansion this month." Liao Panhua took the child into the study and showed him the expenditure of each of the three courtyards of the mansion.

"Well, Tingting will give you an extra two hundred taels every month." Yang Biao looked at the account book and took out a stack of silver bills from his arms and handed them to her.

When little girls grow up, they need to dress up beautifully and buy more accessories and clothes.

"Okay, Xingqiu, call me daddy." Liao Panhua took the silver note and picked up the child.

"Daddy!" Xing Qiu shouted immediately. Even at such a young age, he was still very well-behaved and listened to adults very well.

"Hey... come, let daddy see how many teeth you have grown." Yang Biao hugged him, put him on his lap, grabbed his hand, and taught him to draw.

"By the way, where did Minzhi go with the child?" He had been here for such a long time, but had not seen her and the child.

"Sister Minzhi took Xiao Qiangqiu to the bookstore to buy four treasures of the study. They should be back soon." What a bad luck today. She had just taken the child out when Yang Biao came over on horseback.

"Buy the four treasures of the study?" Yang Biao stood up. If he planned to educate a child so young, then his childhood would be too short.

"Yes, Sister Minzhi wants the child to start learning earlier." Liao Panhua walked over and poured him a cup of tea.

Yang Biao did not express his opinion on the matter in front of her. He knew that he was now the head of the family and some opinions and feelings were better kept to himself to avoid inadvertently causing irreversible harm or misunderstanding.

"Xiao Xing, are you full for dinner?" This child looks very much like his mother, so soft and cute. Yang Biao teased him while touching his little belly.

"Yeah," the child patted his belly, indicating that he was full. The two adults were amused by his cute behavior.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Tan Minzhi, who had just returned home, heard the doorman say that Yang Biao was here, so she quickly took her child to the study.

"Grandpa, Xingqiu has been playing for such a long time and must be tired. I'll take him back to rest first." Knowing that Yang Biao had something to say to Tan Minzhi, Liao Panhua hurriedly took the child away from his lap.

"Ahua, I bought some candy. Bring the children to get it later." Tan Minzhi was very satisfied with her performance. It was she who had been encouraging her to take the initiative towards Yang Biao, and persuaded her that only if she had a child could she stay in this family for a long time, and they could live together here for the rest of their lives. That's how Xing Qiu was born.

"Okay, I'll go give him a bath first." Liao Panhua let the child say goodbye to everyone, then carried him out.

"Sir, have some tea." Seeing that there was already tea in the cup, she took another empty cup, poured water in it, and handed it to him.

"Okay, Qiangqiu, what's in your hand?" Yang Biao saw that he was still holding the wolf-hair brush he had just bought, so he took it from him.

"Dad, it's a writing pen." Qiangqiu looked at his mother and spoke when he saw her nod.

"Then what are you going to use it for?" Every time before speaking, the child would look at his mother first, which made Yang Biao frown.

"Mom said that I should practice calligraphy early and surpass my brother Zhuo Qiu, so that dad will like me." Yang Biao found an excuse to send Tan Minzhi out, and the child told him the truth.

Hearing the child say this, Yang Biao felt that he had to handle the issues between the children.

There are cases in both history and reality where, because of their parents' favoritism, brothers and sisters in many families eventually embarked on a path of mutual comparison and conflict, with no return. Some even evolved into the tragedy of never communicating with each other for the rest of their lives.

"Qiangqiu, Daddy likes you. You don't need to compare yourself to anyone else. Daddy will always like you because you are Daddy's child, do you understand?" Yang Biao hugged him, took out a piece of paper, made a paper airplane, and then pinched it and flew out.

"Grandpa, this is the paint you asked for." Tan Minzhi came back and saw the child clapping his hands with joy. The father and son were getting along happily.

Yang Biao turned to look at her, thinking that when he expressed his views on early enlightenment for young children, he still had to weigh the pros and cons of his words to ensure that what he said was not only sincere but also beneficial.