425: C425 Cultural People

C425 Cultural People

Xue Xue'er blinked her eyes in confusion. Why did Uncle and Eldest Aunt look at her?

Was there something on her face?

Xue Xue'er reached out and touched her small face. There seemed to be nothing...

Chen Honglian came back to her senses and swallowed her saliva, "If you did not mention it, I would have already forgotten about it. This matter is very strange. Boss, would it be like what my mother said? Xue'er is really a deity that descended to the mortal world?"

Otherwise, why would she explain that the child who had just been full for a hundred days would climb on his own and even draw the lot himself?

Eldest Xue hurriedly urged, "It's useless to think about this. Let's let them draw the lots first."

As he spoke, Eldest Xue took the child from the swaddling cloth and carried her diagonally. He faced the table and slowly began to walk around the table.

The surrounding relatives did not feel that there was anything wrong with it either. Their children also seemed to draw lots like this at that time.

Only Xue Xue'er was curious. "Huh? Why did uncle not let sister come down and catch her by herself?"

Mother He smiled and explained to Xue Xue'er, "Because little children's necks are still very soft at this time. They are unable to support themselves to raise their heads, let alone climb. My family's Xiao Ming is already considered early. It starts to climb from seven months..."

Hee Yiming seemed to be a little shy as she silently drank her strawberry juice.

Just the matter of her climbing in seven months, her mother had already told people many times!

Xue Xue'er called it bad in her heart! She had come down to draw lots at the hundred-day banquet. Wouldn't she have been exposed? But how did she do it at that time? After all, she was still a baby. How could she raise her head?

Although Xue Xue'er was depressed, no one seemed to notice her question and no one mentioned it.

Then she acted as if she did not know and continued to watch.

Eldest Xue had already walked over half of the table. Xue Mingming only looked at the things on the table with her big black eyes, as if she did not have the intention of reaching out to grab them.

This made Eldest Xue a little anxious. He did not have confidence...

If Xue Mingming still did not have any interest in these things after the table was finished, then things would not be good.

Second Xue also watched from the side, but he did not seem to have any expression. It was as if he did not care about what Xue Mingming was grabbing, as if he was not Xue Mingming's father.

Chen Honglian began to guide Xue Mingming and slowly picked up the things on the table and shook them in front of her.

Money, abacus, seal, furball...

But Xue Mingming did not seem to be interested in these things at all. There were only a few things left. It was impossible to say that she was not anxious.

Chen Honglian lowered her voice and said to Eldest Xue, "Boss, are we prepared to miss? Why do I feel that we clearly do not like it?"

Xue Mingming did not grab the prayer beads that Eldest Xue picked up. He also felt a little melancholy, "Look again. Isn't there a few more?"

That was true. Chen Honglian continued to move back. The relatives and friends below had all held their breaths and were focused. They were as nervous as Chen Honglian and her husband.

This child was not ordinary...

He was much calmer than any other child. If it were any other child, such as Xue Fen, they would have been furious.

Finally, Xue Mingming's gaze landed on a brush on the table. She covered her small hand with her babbling and even revealed a smile, making people listen and treat her.

"Clearly, you want this?" Chen Honglian tentatively picked up the brush on the table and shook it in front of Xue Mingming.

Unexpectedly, a chubby little hand stretched out from the swaddling cloth and tightly grabbed the brush.

This brush was taken from the remains of the fourth brother. Other than the fourth brother, no one else in the family did such a cultured thing and there were very few cultured people in Donglin Village.1

After thinking about it, Old Lady Xue agreed to take the brush out and draw lots. She would return it to the family after it was used up.

Eldest Xue suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. Chen Honglian was also a little surprised. She covered her face and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

Her words were a little choked with sobs, "Our Xue family... is going to produce another cultured person?"

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