"Well," Guo'er nodded her little head vigorously, also saying that she was very well-behaved and obedient, and she said that if she didn't leave here, she wouldn't leave here.

Bai Mei wiped her hands on her body, ready to find out the cloth tiger, after the cloth tiger was washed, it has been drying, the weather is not bad these days, the cloth tiger, no matter how it should be dried.

It wasn't until Bai Mei arrived at the place where she dried her clothes that she saw a small cloth tiger hanging stupidly on a rope.

She stepped forward and reached out to touch the little tiger.

Under this touch, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately it had been dried.

She put this cloth tiger in front of her eyes, and saw that the needlework of this cloth tiger was really not dense at all, and at a glance, she knew that it was made by a woman who was not very popular.

Madame's hands to make spices are definitely rare in the world, but this female celebrity is really not a star and a half.

And when Mrs. made this cloth tiger, she could actually imagine how many times she was pricked in her hand, and how long it took to make such a one.

This is the lady's hard work to make it for the little master, and it is no wonder that the little master likes it so much, so many cloth tigers, but he loves this one alone.

Because this cloth tiger is not only made by Mrs. for the little master, but also has Mrs.'s love for the little master.

There is no substitute for this.

The little master is so nostalgic and smart, she believes that the little master will never forget his wife in his life, and of course he will not let others replace his wife's identity, but it is just a fake, so that the little master can look at that face, and don't let the little master forget the face of his wife.

It's better not to think about the rest, and the good ones are safe.

No one can shake the status of the lady of her family.

Bai Mei held the cloth tiger in one hand, and walked forward on the other.

And Guo'er, who was being held by the nurse, also grinned when she saw Baimei.

Bai Mei walked in front of Guo'er, and then squatted, which was also parallel to her line of sight, she found that the little master seemed to have grown taller, as if he was still growing a little too fast, he was still small a few days ago, but this is only a few months, that is, he has grown taller, of course, he has become thinner, his small chin is pointy, and his big eyes are also misty, and he looks more and more like a lady.

And how could the child born by the lady not look like her?

"What do you think this is?"

From behind her back, Bai Mei put the washed cloth tiger in front of Guo'er.

Guo'er directly let go of her little hand, and the cloth tiger that was originally in her arms also fell to the ground.

And Guo'er stretched out her little hand, and also hugged her cloth tiger, and loved her little face, rubbing the cloth tiger in her arms from time to time.

This is her little tiger, the little tiger that her mother gave her, and she put the little tiger under her nose.

Well, that's what my mother tastes like.

"Little county lord."

Baimei also took the opportunity to persuade Guo'er.

Well, Guo'er raised her little face, and her hands were also tightly holding the cloth tiger in her arms, not to anyone, and not to anyone.

It's like a tiger cub guarding food.

"Shall we have a discussion?"

Bai Mei coaxed the child quietly, fortunately, she is a mother herself and knows how to talk to such a small child.

Guo'er tilted her little head, after all, she was too young and her vocabulary was limited.

What does this mean?

Bai Mei stretched out her finger and pointed at the nose of the cloth tiger.

"Your cloth tiger said that he was too dirty, and he should take a bath often, and when he wanted to choose a bath, the little county lord would first go to hug the other cloth tigers, and when it was whitewashed, we would hold it again, okay?"

Guo'er hugged her cloth tiger tightly, she frowned and thought for a long time, then she nodded, and agreed.

And Bai Mei was also relieved, she didn't know how dirty it was when she washed this cloth tiger, the cotton inside was black, they dismantled the cloth tiger, threw away the black cotton that had formed a ball inside, and filled it with new cotton, and she couldn't believe that if the little county lord had been holding such a cloth tiger, the little county lord would not be dirty to death.

She picked up the cloth tiger discarded by Guo'er from the ground, and patted the soil on it again, only to see the stupid face of the cloth tiger.

I feel that this cloth tiger will be so pitiful

The master said to throw it away, and he was not reluctant at all.

It seems that she still asked people to make a few more cloth tigers, and then when it was time to wash, the little county lord said that it was okay to hug it, and there was no need to look for it all the time.

Xie Si stood aside, and even his eyelids were not raised, and the voices in the mansion became fewer and fewer, and the people in the mansion seemed to be fewer and fewer.

Bai Mei threw the cloth tiger to Da Xiang, with them here, she was also relieved of the little county lord, and every few days, the grandfather of the country would take the little county lord to the Weiguo Mansion, so she didn't have to worry.

Her headache now is Yipinxiang's business.

Hurriedly, she lifted her skirt to the incense room, Mrs. is really a woman who likes to be prepared for danger in times of peace, so now the spices in the incense room have become the reason why the two families in the capital can open the door, otherwise, I am afraid that the two families will really close the door.

Yi'an and Changlin don't worry about it at first, the two families in the capital will have Mi Huan and the two sisters in charge, and it won't be too difficult, and there are a lot of excellent fragrances that Mrs. has here, as well as a fragrance with jade cream, which is enough to match a year's supply.

It's just that after a year, who knows what will happen? Of course, Bai Mei didn't want to think about what would happen in a year's time, because Madame might have returned by then.

Since she was a child, her wife has experienced many twists and turns, but no matter which time, she will eventually be killed and turned into good fortune......

This time, it's the same.

She wiped the sweat from her head, looked at the empty incense room, and the spices on the shelves, and for some reason, there was always some sadness in her heart.

Hurriedly, she pulled up her sleeve and wiped her face clean.

Well, it's okay, it's going to be okay. Childe will definitely be able to get his wife back, even if it is really looking for a needle in a haystack, he has to fish up the needle of his wife.

I don't know when, a cool breeze passed, and then it also blew off a leaf on the tree.

Floating so far, it is also scattered into mud.

Inside a mass of quilts, I don't know how many times I have been caught, and even the brocade on it seems to have been caught, and the hand grabbed the quilt hard.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, until ten breaths later, the quilt was lifted, and a young woman sat up.