86_86438 It is said that the three masters of Jia She were preparing to rob the Rongguo Mansion. The head of the family personally responded and asked Jia She's former soldiers to help. Although Jia Cong envied the promising job of banditry, he did not participate because he was too young.
Too many, and I only met Jia Si once. Later, Jia She often met with a group of soldiers to discuss, and never took Jia Cong with him again. The strange thing is that he didn't take Jia Lian with him either.
Just a few days later, Jia She picked up a wandering boy on the road. Seeing that he was strong and honest, and thinking that Jia Cong was naughty and loved to run around, he was afraid that it might not be safe, so he wanted to prepare a bodyguard for him. He asked the wandering boy if he would like to
He refused to sell himself, and would rather die than obey. Jia She just liked him, and it happened that his surname was Jia, so he brought him back, and he was only employed as an employee, giving him some money and food as payment every month.
Everyone praises the elder for his kindness.
When Jia Cong heard Qian Qi tell the origin of the child, he was so happy that he didn't get angry with me... How could there be such an unreliable story! This old man was really bad at telling lies. And the child was eleven or twelve years old.
, almost as tall as Jia Lian, with small muscles all over his body, and he looks like he can fight at first glance. His face is dark and dark--80% similar to Jia Si Shao. There is no need to guess who he is.
Yin stood up and saluted the child: "Little brother, I am Cong'er. Please take care of me from now on. Cong'er thanks you in advance."
The child probably never expected that he would be so polite, and he was at a loss for what to do.
Qian Qi hummed from the side: "Why should the third master be polite to him? If the master hadn't picked him up and brought him back, he would have starved to death tomorrow. How ungrateful!"
Jia Cong said sternly: "This little brother has the same surname as me, so he is my elder brother. In addition, he was invited by the master to protect me. He may have to fight for me one day in the future, so I should thank him in advance."
Before Qian Qi could speak, Jia Cong asked him first: "Do you have anything else to say?"
Qian Qi was stunned: "No more."
"Well, thank you very much for your hard work, brother."
Qian Qi had no choice but to leave.
When he went back and met Jia She, Jia She asked him how the third master felt when he saw the child. Qian Qi then told Jia She what Jia Cong had just said.
Jia She stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly: "Very good."
Qian Qifang wanted to say something, "The third master has really lost his dignity as a master." After hearing this, he immediately swallowed it.
On the other side, Jia Cong came up with a smile and took the new bodyguard's hand and asked him quietly: "Little brother, are you Uncle Jia's son?"
The child was slightly taken aback, and because he was a little cautious, he whispered: "Yes, I am his youngest son."
Jia Cong shook the two paws they held together and asked cutely: "What is your name, little brother?"
The child said: "Because I am the youngest, my father called me to be the youngest son."
"Oh." Jia Cong nodded, "Well, this is your nickname. What's your famous name?"
Yao'er was stunned and said sadly: "A small family like ours can't study as well as the children of your wealthy family, so why should we give it such a famous name?"
Jia Cong knew that he was interested in learning, so he said: "Why don't many Jinshi come from small households?"
Yao'er lowered his head and said, "That's a wealthy family. How can ordinary people go to private school?"
Jia Cong thought about it and it made sense. In ancient times, education was expensive. He said, "Brother Yao'er, you want to study, and I want to learn martial arts. How about this, you teach me martial arts, and I teach you how to read, okay?"
Yao'er was stunned and his eyes widened: "Really?"
"Really! Although I have just started to learn, I will tell you when I get back." Jia Cong stretched out his chubby little finger and said seriously, "Pull the hook!"
Yao'er hurriedly stretched out his dark little fingers, and the two little fingers hooked together. Even after decades of war and smoke, they never let go.
Jia Cong then shouted 123 Romance to make training clothes, he wanted to practice martial arts. He also asked them to make them in black and white, saying that white is handsome and black is cool. Because black and white are unlucky, red sleeves.
After persuading him for a long time, he agreed to change it to moon white and rosewood colors. I also rushed to help him get two pairs of small practice shoes with thousand-layer soles.
From that day on, Jia Cong kicked and ran with Yao'er every day... He was still young, and Yao'er didn't dare to teach him kung fu. In addition, he practiced calligraphy by himself and taught some of Yao'er. Because he
He didn't know many traditional Chinese characters, just one or two in a few days, but Yao'er was extremely grateful and took more care of Jia Cong. Soon Jia Cong discovered that Yao'er was very smart and could learn it as soon as he learned it. He occasionally painted in Jia Cong's paintings.
I traced it on the paper with the picture of chicken feet, and the trace was more correct than Jia Cong's original version.
Jia Cong waited for his sisters to sneak away to Li Wan's courtyard after school. Lin Daiyu and Li Wan taught him together. Daiyu had already begun to enlighten him. Because Jia Cong was a cheater, he seemed extremely smart, and because of his knowledge of ancient education
She didn’t understand it at all and had many doubts. Daiyu also felt very accomplished when teaching her. She always looked like a little teacher with a sullen face. Naturally, she didn’t forget to write this in her family book. She often joined in the fun during the Spring Festival. Yingchun was naturally the most popular.
He was patient, even though he couldn't understand after talking for a long time, he only said, "It will get better in a while." Xichun became irritated and occasionally threw out a few words "stupid", which made Jia Cong look at him pitifully, and then
I'm sorry. I made some eye-catching remarks when I was talking about spring, so I just stared at him in a daze.
Jia Cong was a little strange at first, but then he understood when he thought of Jia Huan, and asked quietly: "Brother Huan, would you like to come and practice calligraphy with me?"
Tanchun showed a somewhat grateful look, hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head: "Huan'er can't compare to you."
Jia Cong wondered: "How can it be better? If my aunt raised me, it would be the same for me."
Tanchun concentrated for a long time and said softly: "Why is your wife in charge of affairs? He has never been liked by the wise king."
Jia Cong couldn't help but get excited: Good guy, Miss Jia San is so smart. She actually knows everything at such a young age. It seems that I am not a monster at all. Speaking of monsters, everyone in this house is a monster. Yes.
I can't help it, little frozen cat. Brother, I am unable to do what I can at the moment. I will help you when I get the chance in the future. So I concentrate on studying hard and making progress every day, but I often feel a sense of loneliness like a science student sitting in a liberal arts class.
More than a month passed in the blink of an eye. When Jia Cong was anxiously counting the days, Zhaoer suddenly came to report happily: "Third Master! Our grandma is happy!"
Jia Cong was overjoyed! "Really! Do you have a nephew?"
Zhao'er knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him, saying, "I just invited the doctor to come and take a look." He was also beaming with joy, "The second master said that it was probably the third master who sent the handkerchief by chance.
There are days of cakes."
Jia Cong smashed the table hard, grinned from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears, and argued: "That's not a cake!". My eldest niece, if you don't come, uncle, I will think that I have wasted half the cake filling in vain.
.Hurryly rewarded Zhaoer with a drop of money, and he went away happily.
When Jia She heard that the "Zao Sheng Guizi" hidden by his youngest son really made his eldest daughter-in-law happy, he was overjoyed and immediately rewarded Jia Cong fifty taels of silver. Jia Lian and Sister Feng thanked him for a full two hundred taels, and Jia Lian even greeted everyone he met.
He said that his younger brother had attracted a son for him; even Mrs. Wang Ziteng thanked him a hundred taels of silver when she heard about it. Jia Cong suddenly became rich.
Many other wives and grandmothers sent people to ask how to grind the "Zao Sheng Guizi" and to what point it is good. Jia Cong naturally did not have time to receive them, so he only sent red sleeves 123 Romance and so on to the big maids and the little ones.
The daughters-in-law were socializing, but he asked them to just talk about it casually. He said with a smile: "If the magic is not effective, people are not working hard."
Pian 123 Romance said with a smile: "Since you want people to believe it, of course you have to have some truth." Then he and Hong Xiu came up with a lot of details. How to choose the materials, which one to grind first, which one to grind last, and how to grind them.
Calculate what shape it will look like; when kneading it into one place, which one to knead first and which one to knead, how to finally form a ball, what kind of handkerchief to wrap, which corner to fold first when wrapping, etc. You really need to be so meticulous and meticulous.
, Jia Cong's scalp was numb when he heard it. 123 Romance also said: "Don't laugh, sir, if we say we can grind it any way we want, people will think we are hiding something and won't tell them. This is the best, to ensure that they all grind it."
Thank you from the bottom of my heart."
Jia Cong thought about it. People's hearts are like this, so he didn't care.
At that time, boys aged two, three or four in every household were grinding cake fillings, calling them "boy cakes", and many of them were actually making the women pregnant. Jia Cong thought about it, it was probably the handkerchief under the pillow that caused some problems.
The psychological effect is that both the couple have worked harder. Jia Cong did not know how many gifts he received for this item alone, and he has never been poor since then; Hong.Sleeve 123 Romance also accepted gifts and was merciless, and his private money was much more than that of a mandarin duck.
. Over time, this "boy cake" actually became a folk custom and was passed on to later generations. This is a story for another day.
That night, Jia Cong went to Jia She's house to have dinner and came back. Yao'er quietly pulled him over and said, "Third Master, please don't run around tonight."
Jia Cong's eyes lit up: "Do you want to start work?"
Yao'er nodded: "We will start at midnight tonight. The day before yesterday and last night, my father had led several uncles to step on it."
Jia Cong was overjoyed and said excitedly: "I want to go see it."
Yao'er shook his head: "Third Master is still young."
Jia Cong pulled him and acted coquettishly: "Good brother, take me to see it."
Yao'er only pushed it to Jia She: "The master said that the third master is not allowed to cause trouble."
Jia Cong snorted: "Have I ever made trouble? It was originally my idea, but I was still young, so I wasn't allowed to participate, but I wasn't even allowed to see it. Dad went too far!" Suddenly he jumped down.
Kang ran outside.
Yao'er hurriedly followed and shouted: "Don't go! He won't let me tell you!"
Jia Cong didn't care about this, he was running as fast as a rabbit.
Yao'er hurried to catch up, and finally caught up. Seeing that he was not far from Jia She's house, Jia Cong opened his mouth to shout. Yao'er got anxious, came up and covered his mouth, and whispered:
"Master, dear master, don't shout, I'll just take you to see it!"
Jia Cong jumped up immediately: "Really!"
Yao'er looked helpless and said, "You must never let me know."
Jia Cong nodded vigorously: "I will only watch secretly, and I will never say a word or let anyone know!" Then he stretched out his little finger and said, "Pull the hook!"
But Yao'er directly grabbed one of his little paws, raised his head and looked at the moon: "Third Master, let's go get some sleep first." Then he pulled him back.
Jia Cong shook his head repeatedly: "There's no way I can sleep! I'm just going to lie down for a while... Brother Yao'er, I can leave on my own. What's the rush? The master didn't notice."
The two quietly returned to the house, pretending to be tired, and got on the kang early.
Jia Cong held in his hand a Western pocket watch that he had stolen from Feng Ziying, and he opened his eyes from time to time to take a look. At about two or three o'clock, the curtain was suddenly opened.
Jia Cong climbed up from the kang and said, "Brother Yao'er!"
I saw Yao'er standing in the moonlight wearing a black night clothes and smiling slightly.