Can a child teach?

When Jia Huan heard these four words, he felt a rumbling in his head.

He suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, and this action made Xiao Jixiang on the side very strange.

Looking at Jia Huan with big eyes, Xiao Jixiang whispered: "San Master, do you want to vomit?"

Jia Huan nodded, shook his head again, his face turned sad and his eyes were dull.

Xiao Jixiang didn't know what he thought, his eyes shone a little, and he said, "San Master, do you also feel that you did not do well before? Now you have realized that what you did was wrong before, and you want to vomit blood?"

Jia Huan's eyes finally stopped moving, and his eyes turned to Xiao Jixiang, let go of his mouth, and said, "How do you know that he is vomiting blood?"

Xiao Jixiang was happy and said happily: "This is how it is performed in the play. Last year, during the Lantern Festival, my family set up a stage to sing the opera, and the bad guy inside ended up vomiting blood and died."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan looked expressionless and silently raised one leg, then swept across the army in one move, and then swept Xiao Jixiang, who had a long aftertaste, fell on the kang.

Xiao Jixiang, who grinned and shouted for help, said, "San Master, what I want to vomit now is not blood, but what I want to vomit is amniotic fluid."

...

"San Master, what are you doing?"

Xiao Jixiang blinked his big round eyes and looked at Jia Huandao who was churning in front of the cabinet.

Jia Huan said in an inverted voice: "Third Master, I want the prodigal son to turn back. By the way, Xiao Jixiang, you know that the third master's pile of rags are all me... they are all me in the past, where did you come from?"

Xiao Jixiang shook his head and said, "I don't know all about it. Only the third master asked me to see it. You taught me a lesson before, saying that if I dare to open this drawer by myself, I will pull out my teeth. Even my aunt and grandma dare not touch your drawer, how dare I?"

Jia Huan yelled and laughed: "I was so majestic before?"

Xiao Jixiang gave him a blank look, pouted and muttered, "Just at home..."

Jia Huan coughed twice after hearing this and said, "Okay, don't say so much meaningless nonsense, come on, help me tell the third master, who they belong to? I can find an opportunity to return it to others. If someone really gets it out one day, it will be a problem. If I had known it, it would be better to let my mother deal with it..."

Xiao Jixiang may have been very curious about this drawer. After hearing Jia Huan's words, he jumped to him and began to pull his hands up.

Facts proved that Xiao Jixiang was really modest just now. She was not familiar with only some of the stolen goods that Jia Huan had shown off. She seemed to be familiar with them basically. Her little mouth kept chattering and exclaiming from time to time.

"Third Master, this is the Ziyun Pot in my wife's room. Two years ago, Master Bao second fell in love with this kind of teapot. After asking for one, his wife asked her to enter another one. Three days later, it came to us..."

"Third Master, you are so amazing. This arhat agarwood snuff bottle is one of the favorite snuff bottles of the master. Mr. Lian asked him for it, but the master was reluctant to give it to him. Later, when it arrived at our house, the master beat Mr. Lian and said that it was stolen by Mr. Lian. If the old lady hadn't come forward, Mr. Lian would have lost most of his life..."

"Wow! Third Master, your sweat towel is from the second grandma. God, why are you... how dare you..."

“Huh?!”

While listening to Xiao Jixiang's voice, Jia Huan wiped his cold sweat while listening to him, he also faintly admired the courage of his seniors...

No wonder earlier, when he joked about Aunt Zhao's stealing things, Aunt Zhao asked him to flip through the drawer by himself.

It turns out that the roots are here. Compared to Jia Huan's big deal, Aunt Zhao's stealing of those old clothes is simply not on the table. It's purely a witch.

While feeling moved, I found that Xiao Jixiang had a small face and was not talking.

Jia Huan said depressedly: "What's wrong? Did I steal the old lady's stuff in the past?"

When Xiao Jixiang heard this, he heard "the one I used to be", his face slightly slowed down, but his tone was still deep: "There is an old lady's place, and that pair of ivory carvings are just."

Jia Huan said speechlessly: "Isn't it just a pair of chopsticks? I'll just put it back quietly tomorrow. What are you doing so serious?"

Xiao Jixiang lowered his head, slowly took out a water-green brocade from the drawer, and whispered: "This is mine..."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan suddenly became embarrassed and secretly scolded his predecessor for being unable to get on the table, and even stealing the things from the little girl around him...

After cursing a few words inwardly, Jia Huan said to Xiao Jixiang embarrassedly: "Okay, okay, don't be angry. At worst, I'll buy more for you tomorrow after I make a lot of money. I'll just treat this as you gave it to me. Will it be successful? Come on, show it to me... Uh!"

After Jia Huan snatched Jinbu from Xiao Jixiang, he pulled it open and was stunned. This...this, this is actually a bellyband!!

"Xiao Jixiang, you have to listen to my explanation of this from the Third Master..."

Jia Huan finally blushed and stuttered.

Xiao Jixiang raised his head when he heard this, with tears in his big eyes and said, "Third Master, I didn't blame you."

Jia Huan was surprised: "Don't you blame me? Then you are..."

Xiao Jixiang wiped his tears with his little hands and said, "Sister Xiren embroidered a very good bellyband with gold wire for Master Bao Er. After you heard about it, you asked Sister Xiaoque to embroider you with me. But we don't have gold wire. After you beat me up, you went to Master Bao Er to travel for two days, but I didn't succeed. Later, my... was gone."

Jia Huan knocked on the forehead and smiled bitterly: "I actually beat you? It seems that I was so blind in the past. Xiao Jixiang is so cute, and someone else can beat you. It's really crazy. By the way, why don't you beat Xiao Que?"

Xiao Jixiang said with a thrust, "Because the third master can't beat Sister Xiaoque."

...

"Hey, Lan'er, has your grandfather recovered the jasper bowl you gave you?"

In the evening, after serving Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang, Li Wan, who returned to her yard after dinner, entered the room and saw Jia Lan fiddling with the green jade bowl, and said curiously.

Jia Lan twitched the corners of her mouth and stood up and said, "Mom, this bowl is... a gift from Uncle San."

Li Wan was stunned when she heard this and said, "What does it mean?"

Jia Lan came over and helped Li Wan sit down, then took a copper basin from the maid Suyue who followed the door, which contained hot water.

After taking off Li Wan's shoes and socks, he put her feet in the basin, pressing and rubbing her hands, and said, "I don't know what to say, it's..."

Li Wan closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfort of hot water lysis. She breathed a long sigh and said, "There is nothing to say, what should be what should be."

Jia Lan's subordinates kept looking at the fatigue on his mother's face, and his eyes were full of distress. After thinking about it, he felt that what happened today might make his mother smile, and said, "It's interesting. When the thing was thrown away, I knew it was taken away by my third uncle. Although he swears to his aunt, I don't believe it. I was originally going to report to my grandfather and let my grandfather make the decision for me.

But mom, you are not sure, so you won’t let me get so idle. Also, my relationship with my third uncle is not bad, and I can’t bear to see my grandfather beat him half to death, so this matter was covered up.

Unexpectedly, today I asked Su Yun to pack some snacks as my mother told me. I took it to see Uncle San. I said a car of wheels, and Uncle San didn't remember anything. At the beginning, I heard that I was his nephew and spoke as an uncle. After saying a few words, he couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't continue. So he smiled and told me, "What happened before and what happened in the future."

Seeing his son washing his feet carefully and talking about stories in his mouth, Li Wan smiled and said, "Then why did you tell him?"

Jia Lan raised her little face and said with a smile: "My son can't tell him that his son's best friend is Jia Jun, and he can only respond to it."

Li Wan smiled when she heard this. She knew that Jia Jun and her son were very good at talking about.

Not only because Jia Jun is a recent great-grandson of Rongguo Mansion, but also his mother is a young widow and lives alone with Jia Jun.

Because of extremely similar fates, the two children get along well.

only……

well!

His eyes dimmed a little, and Li Wan didn't want to mention this person anymore, so she changed the subject and said, "What's going on with this bowl?"

After all, Jia Lan is young and can't even look at her face. He is still thinking about his best friend, and he is happy on his face.

When he heard Li Wan's question, he was stunned and said quickly: "It's funny. When his son saw that Uncle San was extremely tired, he asked to say goodbye. But Uncle San asked me to wait first and he wanted to give me some gifts. But after looking around in the room, he didn't see anything good to give. Then he opened his aunt's closet and took out a jade bowl and a moon-white spoon in the drawer below. Uncle San patted my shoulder and said to me, "Take it to play."

Mom, it seems that Uncle San is really suffering from soul-leaving disease and can't remember anything. He thought he had found a good gift, but he didn't know that these things were mine. But Xiao Jixiang on the side might know that her face was red and her eyes were so awkward, hehe!"

Li Wan thought about the situation at that time and couldn't help but laugh: "What did you say at that time?"

Jia Lan took the handkerchief handed by Su Yun, wiped Li Wan's feet clean, took a pair of dry shoes and put them on Li Wan. He waved his hand and asked Su Yun to take out the copper basin. After a busy period, he took a breath and smiled and said, "What else can my son say? He can't even have any extra expressions. After all, he is my elder, and now... Besides, my son sees that he is just two people now and it's not easy to have a quarrel. The Master said that if you want to be a person, you should forgive others. My son thinks it makes sense."

Li Wan nodded and said, "The Master is right, you are right. You should keep a distance from Brother Huan. Her mother is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. Your father went there early. Although the old lady and his wife took good care of them, we are still orphans and widows. After all, we don't care about what has nothing to do with us, and we can't control it. We just need to do our own things and live our own lives. Have you remembered it?"

Jia Lan was silent after hearing this, and then said, "Son remember...Mom, I'm going to read and write."

Li Wan said "yes" and said, "Go, it's always good to study hard. No one can count on you, just count on you. Lan'er, you have to be successful..."
Chapter completed!