Potato students for a week, the skin is gradually white and tender. The eyes were blank, but the cry was very loud and sad.

"Wow..."

This is not right. Fang Xing accidentally touched his little face. Tudou was not happy immediately. He opened his mouth and howled at his throat.

"No urine! No pull."

Fang Xing awkwardly opened the diaper, then covered it again, and looked at the nanny suspiciously.

The nanny said with a smile, "master, children are like this. Just coax them."

Fang Xing picked up the potatoes and said to Zhang Shuhui, "Shuhui, please rest and take the potatoes out for your husband."

Zhang Shuhui cried and laughed, "husband, you are uncle. You have been seen by others..."

"What's the matter with uncle? Is uncle great? Isn't he?"

Fang Xing picked up his son and went outside happily.

The autumn wind was subtle and warm. When they saw Fang Xing coming out with the child in his arms, the farmers bowed down and shouted to their uncle.

"Little uncle."

A farmer bowed solemnly, as if potatoes were more powerful than his father.

Xie Jin, who happened to come out, explained this way: "potatoes were born, and these farmers will have" ah! "

Zhang Shuhui was surprised and then happy.

Mother Qin quickly congratulated and said, "madam, I have never heard that children in swaddling clothes can be sealed. This is a great joy!"

Mother Deng frowned and said, "madam, the meaning of the seal is probably to decide that the little uncle will inherit the title."

Zhang Shuhui nodded and said, "I know, but it's better to decide early, so as not to worry about the family in the future."

Fang Xing has a wife and a concubine. Zhang Shuhui is expected to have children in the future. At that time, for the sake of title, several sons will fight into black chicken eyes, which Zhang Shuhui doesn't want to see.

Seeing Xiaobai's ignorance, mother Qin smiled and said, "according to the rules of Daming, the title is the first legitimate eldest man, followed by the legitimate grandson. My uncle is right now."

Zhang Shuhui glanced at mother Qin and shook her head slightly.

It's not a good idea to beat Xiaobai. Fang Xing looks kind, but he doesn't like fighting at home. If potatoes annoy him, don't mention the title. It's estimated that he will be sent to the army to sharpen when he grows up.

If it's someone else's words, it's estimated that he can only follow the order of his eldest son and his first grandson. Who can he wake up? When he needs to remove his title, it's estimated that either Zhu Zhanji or his son will be in office.

Being a mother is strong. These ideas just turned in Zhang Shuhui's mind. She said, "the potato is still small. There is no need to publicize it."

"Little uncle, you're a little uncle now. Ha ha!"

Fang Xing's laughter came in. Zhang Shuhui leaned against the bed and said with a smile, "husband, didn't the potato cry?"

"I didn't cry!"

Fang Xing came in with potatoes in his arms and said, "the boy thief is bold. His eyes are still turning. He opened his mouth and smiled. He almost wanted to take the messenger's father-in-law back to the palace to keep him."

Fang Xing gave the potato to mother Qin, and then said calmly, "if the potato grows up and becomes a tool, then my title will be his. If it doesn't become a tool, Shuhui, give birth to more."