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    Following the sound of the piano, Maomao walked to the door of the next box. Someone came in just now, but the door was not closed.  Standing at the door, Maomao saw the woman playing the piano.  She is not as good-looking as her mother, but she plays the piano very well.

    When she looked to the side, Maomao's eyes widened. It was her father.  No, it's Prince An, so he's here.  Maomao felt a little sad, why didn't he watch our game when he had time.

    Looking at Hua Yi'an, he stepped back with his little feet and accidentally touched the vase next to the door.  The vase fell to the ground with a crash, and a gap appeared in it.  The man also fell to the ground, Maomao's elbow hit the vase, and he grimaced in pain.

    When the people inside heard the noise, they all came out. When Grandma Wang saw Maomao, she was stunned for a moment, and then scolded, "You little kid, how can you hide here and play?"

    He helped Maomao up and looked at the broken vase, "Look, our big vase has been smashed."

    "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it." After Maomao stood up, he saluted and apologized to Grandma Wang, and looked at the big vase with a cracked hole, "Sister, can it still be repaired?"

    In his thirties, he was called sister by a beautiful and cute little doll, and Wang Yan was still a little embarrassed.  But a three- or four-year-old child shouldn't be able to lie. Could it be that I look very young?

    ?? Touching her cheek, Grandma Wang¡¯s tone became much softer, ¡°If the vase is broken, it won¡¯t stick well, so I need to buy a new one.¡±

    That means you have to pay for it. Such a big vase costs a lot of money, right?  Maomao's mind was spinning rapidly, "Sister, has this vase been here for a long time?"

    Grandma Wang calculated, "It's been more than ten years."

    Maomao asked again, "Then how much silver does it cost?"

    "A pair of ten taels of silver."

    "Oh, that's five taels of silver each." That's a lot of silver, and Maomao felt very distressed.

    In the Peony Hall, Huanxi heard the sound of something falling to the ground outside. Worried that Maomao had fallen, he hurried out.  I saw my son talking to a woman, and there was a large vase lying next to him.

    Huanxi came over and said, "Maomao, what's going on?"

    "Mother~" Maomao lowered his head, "I accidentally broke the vase just now. Each vase costs five taels of silver."

    Grandma Wang looked at Huanxi and was shocked, almost calling out Miss Qin.  No, Miss Qin is not that young.

    He smiled happily and said, "Did you accidentally knock it down?"

    "Yeah~" Maomao pursed her lips and nodded, "I'm sorry, mother, Maomao has caused trouble for you, I will pay attention next time."

    "It doesn't matter, you didn't mean it." Huanxi smiled and touched Maomao's little head, "Let's just be more careful next time."

    Snuggling next to Huanxi, Maomao nodded, "Yes, mother, I understand."

    Huanxi looked at Grandma Wang and said, "Sorry, the child accidentally broke your vase. We will compensate you according to the price."

    Hua Yian, who had been paying attention to the movement in the private room next door, got up and walked out when Huanxi came out to talk to Grandma Wang.  Feng Wenfei also stood up and came to the door.

    The woman you love, standing next to her, is your great-grandson.  "

    "What, what?" The amount of information was too much, and Feng Wenfei was unable to accept it, "Great-great-great-grandson?"

    "Yes, your great-grandson." Hua Yian looked at Maomao, "Son, why don't you call me Grandma Zeng."

    ah?  Isn¡¯t it okay? Why call someone again?

    Is this guy crazy?  Must be crazy?  He saluted happily and respectfully, "The commoner woman has met Her Royal Highness the Princess, and she has met Prince An. Just now, the son of the commoner woman broke your vase, and I will pay you five taels of silver according to the price. I am reckless, so if there is any collision, please ask Your Highness Princess  and Prince An, Haihan.¡±

    He glared at Hua Yian, and happily put five taels of silver into the hands of Grandma Wang who was in a daze. She took Mao Mao and saluted, "Resign, civilian woman!"

    Who knows, before she left, Hua Yian picked up Maomao and held Huanxi by the other hand.  Huan Xi wanted to pull back her hand, but Hua Yi'an refused to let go, "If you dare to break away, I will kiss you right here, and I will even stick out my tongue."

    shameless!

    There was no other way, so Huanxi had no choice but to let him pull her, "Where are you going?"

    "Get on the carriage first." Hua Yi'an first carried Maomao onto the carriage, and then pulled Huanxi up.

    After sitting on it, Huanxi went up to check Maomao¡¯s arm, and found that Maomao had rubbed his right arm.  He rolled up Maomao's sleeves, and sure enough, his elbows were all red.

    He touched it gently, "Son, does it hurt?"

    "It doesn't hurt"?" Maomao shook his head, "It was just a bit painful when I encountered numbness, but it's gone now.  "

    After giving Maomao a blow on his elbow, Huanxi put down his sleeves, "Be careful next time, you know?"

    Glancing at Hua Yi'an, Maomao nodded, "Mother, I remember."

    Maomao has never been a naughty child. Hua Yi'an asked him, "Did you accidentally knock over the vase because you saw daddy?"

    "Hmm~" Maomao nodded, then lowered his head and played with his fingers.

    Huanxi crossed his arms and stared at Hua Yian, "What do you want to do? Didn't you make it clear?"

    With Maomao here, it¡¯s hard to say some things even if she¡¯s happy.

    Hua Yi'an hugged Maomao and touched his little head, "Maomao, do you think dad is good to you?"

    "Shizi An, thank you for always being so kind to Maomao." Maomao lowered his head and couldn't stop crying. "It's a pity that you are not my father. We can no longer be a family."

    Looking at Huanxi, Hua Yian said, "Although we are not a family, I still want to be your father. I really love you and treat you as my own child."

    "No, it won't." Maomao shook his head, "You still have to get married. After you get married, you will have many, many children of your own. They will be a family to you, and my mother and I are not."

    Maomao got down from Hua Yian's arms and reached Huanxi's arms. She hugged Huanxi's neck and said to Hua Yian with tears, "My mother and I are fine together. We will take care of each other. Don't worry."  I will study martial arts and medical skills well, and I will be able to protect my mother and grandma in the future."

    "My son is awesome." He happily kissed Maomao's little face, "You will be the head of our family from now on, okay?"

    "The head of the family?" Maomao's tears were not dry yet, she raised her head with surprise on her face, "Does Maomao mean to be the family member from now on? Does it mean to be the pillar of the family?"

    Huanxi hugged Maomao and said, "Yes, you are the head of the family and the backbone of the family."

    "Yeah~" Maomao glanced at Hua Yi'an, "I was very sad when I found out yesterday that Prince An was not my father. But I will be strong because I still have to protect my mother."

    After listening to Maomao¡¯s words, Hua Yi¡¯an felt depressed, as if she was really about to be abandoned.

    Maomao raised her head and said, "Mom, I'm sorry. I promised not to shed tears anymore, but Maomao just can't help but want to cry. Woo hoo hoo~" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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