Poor family mother and son

After listening to Eunuch Li's report, the emperor learned that Xiaobao was enjoying himself in the palace and devoted himself to studying the production of tabletop cuju, but he really asked Mr. to take time to test Xiaobao's knowledge and make a teaching plan for him. .

The tenth prince was very dissatisfied when he heard about it, and found Xiaobao: "Hey! You followed me to study, are you still wronged? You let the emperor worry about your studies alone for you!"

Little Treasure buried himself in assembling his desktop cuju, without even looking at the Tenth Prince, clearly not paying attention to his status and royal dignity: "I didn't give in! I'm still making trouble, who wants to study!"

The tenth prince was deflated in front of Xiaobao several times, and beside Xiaobao there was a little eunuch sent by Eunuch Li to help him, so it was not good to worry too much about Xiaobao's rudeness.

Besides, he didn't eat Xiaobao's gold and silver steamed buns, and Xiaobao's mother also made them, and he didn't have a share. I heard that his father ate them all.

The tenth prince is only in his early teens this year. Although his status as a prince makes him seem to be more knowledgeable than the children of the common people, he is still a child in essence, and he is willing to run with the older children.

His brothers [-], [-], [-], [-], and [-] were "busy" by the emperor in order to win over some available people to ascend the throne. The age gap with him was a little bigger, and each had complicated thoughts. No one wanted to take him to play.

Although Prince Six Seven Eighty Nine is about the same age as him, he is not much more knowledgeable than him, and his personality is also different, and each of them can suppress his blood as a "brother", so they can't play together.

On the contrary, Xiaobao is older than him, but not much older, and his status is not as high as him. In theory, he can "be bullied" by him, so although he looks down on Xiaobao, the tenth prince is always curious about him and wants to get close to him people.

Little Treasure has seen this kind of children a lot. An older child is followed by a group of little ones with snotty noses and even wearing crotch pants, which is not very common among folks.

Little Treasure doesn't care about his status, what is a prince, he has been dealing with the prince of Vos since he was six years old, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Right now, although the Tenth Prince was expressing dissatisfaction and sarcasm, his eyes were staring at the work in Xiaobao's hands without blinking - the desktop cuju was almost finished assembling.

Just look at the little figures representing the players on the joysticks, they are all so lifelike, and the hem of the robe tucked into the belt is carved out.

Also, the tenth prince thinks the clothes of the two teams are much more beautiful and energetic than his prince's regular clothes. Both the red team and the blue team have good-looking clothes.

The tenth prince couldn't help touching those little people, but was stopped by Xiaobao: "Don't move, it hasn't been reinforced yet!"

For Xiaobao's super hands-on ability, the tenth prince admired him in his heart, but he sarcastically said: "Hmph! I can't finish it for several days. With you like this, you can't even be a lowly craftsman!"

Xiaobao squinted at him: "Low? If I can't be a lowly craftsman, you can't even be me! You say that you are not knowledgeable, and your handwriting is ugly, so let's not talk about it. Now, you know how to wear clothes." No?"

The tenth prince blushed: "This prince is a prince! You don't need to do it yourself! You, you, you don't need to address me when you talk to this prince. This prince wants to punish you. Come, someone, pull him down and beat him!"

Xiaobao didn't even give him a sideways glance this time: "Cut! I'm going to smash this desktop kick now, you get up!"

The tenth prince was shocked: "Why did you smash it? It's almost done, and you can play right away!"

Xiaobao straightened up, picked up the cuju table as if about to fall: "This scholar thinks this thing is cheap! This scholar can't see this thing!"

Tenth Prince: "...Don't, it's okay if I'm wrong!"

Frightening enough, Xiaobao put down the desk, but it was already assembled, Xiaobao was just trying to get angry at him by stretching the temper of the Tenth Prince.

Now I picked up the ball and started playing by myself.

In fact, Xiaobao was not in a good mood at this time.

This kind of table football, when he was still Meng Dao, he played with his father from the age of three to growing up. He and his father often looked at each other: "Come on?" "Come on!"

Right now, he is making the antique "tabletop Cuju" with his own hands, but there is no father on the other side.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Mom was right: don't expect Dad to come.

Now Xiaobao also believes that he passed through after death, because his mother was sent to the ICU at that time, so she must have passed through before she survived.

As for himself, it is very likely that his mother died because of anger, unfilial piety, and the punishment of heaven also died.

During his nine years as Xiaobao, his understanding of "filial piety" was beyond what he could have imagined before. He even wondered, why did he feel that the world revolved around him?
So, you can't miss your dad, don't come here.

"You, you, don't play by yourself, teach me how to play!" The tenth prince shouted several times before Xiaobao heard it.

"What's the hurry, I don't have to run in, check if it's smooth enough!" Xiaobao said impatiently.

"Then have you finished the inspection?" The tenth prince really couldn't wait any longer, he stretched out his hand and retracted it, afraid that Xiaobao wouldn't let him touch it.

"It's almost there, come on, I'll teach you how to play!" Xiaobao said, motioning for the Tenth Prince to hold the joystick.

Boys probably like competitive sports very much, and soon the tenth prince puffed his cheeks, and kept saying "ha!", "hey!", "ah..." and other modal particles, having a great time playing.

The princes six, seven, eighty-nine, who were also curious about Xiaobao's actions these days, sent people to peek at Xiaobao's progress every day. When they heard that Xiaobao and the tenth prince had already played, the princes over there also rushed over. come over.

They were not as thick-skinned as the Tenth Prince, and they couldn't bear to say "take me one", so they could only stand and watch, but they still had to taunt a few words such as "childish" and "playing things and losing their minds" at any time.

But after all, they are all children, and they can't go on for a while, and they start to regret that the words that ridiculed Xiaobao just now were too full, and it was not easy to end.

This is a tabletop cuju played by four people. Two people seem to be in a hurry. The tenth prince is already a little tired, and he is not very familiar with the rules, so he stops and asks Xiaobao to explain.

Prince Six Seven Eight Nine wanted to come forward to play, but he couldn't hold back his face, let alone leave, so he sat there listening to Xiaobao explain the rules of the game. After hearing this, he couldn't help but interrupt and began to perfect the rules.

Once you get involved, you will have a chance to play with your hands, but five people are rushing to play, and you broke a joystick as soon as you hit me.

Seeing that they couldn't even play, the excitement of the princes who had just been aroused was extinguished all of a sudden, and they couldn't help complaining to each other, complaining and complaining, and almost fighting, Xiaobao pulled them away, let them fight, and made a new joystick .

In fact, according to Xiaobao's idea, it is better to use iron rods as joysticks, so that the players can also be welded to the iron rods, which is more solid, but there is no such thing in the palace.

The princes are clumsy, and the more they help, the more busy they are, Xiaobao doesn't mind, anyway, his purpose is not in production.