"Aunt his aunt, where are you going to the market?" The voice sounds very nice.

Aunt Wang pushed her away without hesitation: "Don't come over, the master told me that you can't let the young master see you."

"Aunt his aunt, I'll take a look. The child is one year old..."

"I said to Mrs. Liu, you are really good for the child, so stay away from him. Master, please know that I asked you to see the young master, and you won't be able to drive me out of the house."

What's so good about it? It looks like a piece of sausage. Forget it, there's a dog chain on your chest... The scientific name is Changming Lock, pure gold, I've bitten it myself. But my uncle didn't think about it, is it safe to carry this thing with a little devil? If you meet a bad person, you won't be able to remove it, and your nephew will be killed by raising your sword.

In the end, Liu still couldn't hand Ouyang the gift of the year-old, and tears blew up.

Aunt Wang continued to move forward, and soon after he walked, he talked to a woman who said she was the next village called him. His aunt was carrying a little devil on her back. When she saw Aunt Wang, she took her back and held her in her arms and chatted.

Ouyang looked at the little despise. It was a girl, not only a girl but also her own wife, the legendary baby relative. Her grandfather was a retired sixth-rank official in Beijing, and the first sixth-rank official in Liujia Village next door for so many years. This little girl is called Xiu'er, and she has no quality at all. She eats and pulls... Humph!

His aunt was very attentive to buy a windmill for Ouyang, but Ouyang refused to accept bribes after closing his eyes.

After a while, Aunt Wang had to cook part-time. As for the first year banquet in the evening, everyone helped to take care of it. Uncle Ouyang is not a big family. A servant who is a little disabled as a housekeeper, a maid who bought it as a nanny for the couple, and a few long-term workers. Uncle is actually quite a good person. When this maid finds a good family, she also gets married as her daughter and prepares some dowry. The maid Xiao Cui also takes care of her uncle as her parents.

...

My uncle is actually very young this year, but he is only forty-five years old, but the beard left on his chin tells Ouyang that he is not only a literati, but also a majestic literati. How to say it? Anyway, Ouyang saw his 20-year-old ninth-rank county lieutenant cousin who had no reason to slap his cousin, so his cousin ran back to report to his father-in-law. The uncle immediately asked someone to bring a message into the county town, and his cousin immediately came back to get the family law, spanked ten times with a stick, and specially picked the strongest long-term worker to start.

"This child is strange. He has never cried, laughed or made a fuss since he was born. His eyes are bright and bright." The person who spoke was Aunt Ouyang.

The uncle took it and hugged it in his arms to look at it. Ouyang also looked at him. After a long time, the uncle sighed: "No matter what, it is my brother's only bloodline after all, and mute also has a way of living."

The aunt took an apple and swayed it and teased Ouyang: "Apple, baby, apple."

Also called apple, French is pomme, German is Apfel... Ouyang Leiben, as the only genius proficient in four languages ​​in the Song Dynasty, did you actually ask me to read Apple with you? How could I stay in the police industry after it was reported? Sleep! I remember two months ago, my aunt secretly pinched her little hand in order to test whether she was real or fake, and almost cursed. He didn't know that he could have an apple for more than one year old in Hangzhou, but it cost a lot of money.

The aunt sighed: "When you tease him, you will go to bed, this child..."

"Forget it." Uncle was able to see it easily.

...

The lights were bright and lively that night, and all ladies with the name of "Sister-in-law" went to the kitchen to help. There were more than one kitchen, and the kitchens of the neighbors on both sides and the chairs, tables, chopsticks, etc. were all together. There were about twenty tables on the street except for the main table. Basically, everyone came to the village, except for Ouyang's Comet Mother.

Before eating longevity noodles, it was Ouyang's performance program, called Zhou Zu, which is the familiar Zhu Zhou. He threw Ouyang in the middle and placed seals, scriptures of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, pens, inkstones, paper, inkstones, swords, abacus, coins, account books, jewelry, flowers, rouge, food, toys and other things.

Why didn't there be a gun? Ouyang sat on the ground and sighed. He knew that it would be impossible not to perform this show. When sleeping around at this time, he would be awakened by the unscrupulous adults. After all, the uncle also paid some effort to give him some breath.

Ouyang climbed around the ground, collected all the fragments into a pile, and then held the seal in his hand and laughed silently at the sky: "..."

"..." Uncle.

“…” the villagers.

There was no sound, and no one had ever seen such a strange hunt for Zhou. The crowd was stunned and couldn't even say a compliment. As Ouyang's future father-in-law, the sixth-rank official, he picked up Ouyang with satisfaction and praised him, "If you have a promising future, this boy will definitely have a promising future." He ran away quietly: This boy could have a day-to-day talent as soon as he saw that he had a corrupt official.

"It's promising, it's promising!" Everyone agreed, and everyone didn't understand how promising.

Then the name was named. Ouyang knew it. When others were talking about it, he used the pile of garbage to spell out a sun figure on the ground. What? Do you think it is spelled? How could such a complicated official script be made by this little ghost? Everyone saw that this little ghost had aura. I thought it was not suitable to call it Ouji, so I decided to call it Ouyang, so I smiled when I saw Ouyang for the first time.

Just like that, one year old.

...

At about three years old, Ouyang felt that his vocal cords could speak clearly, so he learned one sentence without a word. At the age of six, he started to go to school with the same year in the village. The most painful thing at this time came, that was no entertainment. As a person who could walk, run and play, having no entertainment really cost Ouyang's life.

I spent six hours a day in a private school and read the so-called book of a saint that he didn't understand very much. After that, what about it? Swimming? Aunt Wang didn't let him go to death. Go up the mountain? Let's scare him to have a wolf. In the eyes of his husband and classmates, Ouyang is a spoiled and calm child.

No! I'm not. Ouyang shouted in his heart: I want karaoke, I want to have a ride, I want to eat spicy hot pot, I want to read Xiami's books online... Playing tops, not interested, throwing sandbags, jumping rubber bands, jumping grids, no interest at all. Ouyang sighed to the sky, I really don't know how everyone who traveled through time in the past dynasties lived. This life was simply worse than death.

Of course, Ouyang didn't want to commit suicide. Besides, if someone tells him about his suicide, he must believe it. For love, money, or because of a gentleman's thug, he has to consider whether he has to make a boat to the West, at least drown in the sea and can't find a body...
Chapter completed!