86_86438 It is said that Jia Cong's grasshopper cost two people their jobs. One of them was the famous little lady Qingwen in the Red Mansion family. This matter was really embarrassing to Mr. Cao. He thought about it at midnight and thought about it, but he really couldn't make a choice.
, suddenly my brain started to twitch, and I thought of someone.
A few months ago, he personally listened in the corner and heard that Feng Ziying, one of the legendary Four Heroes of the Red Chamber, and his father were coming to visit him, so he carefully planned a "genius children's show". Feng Ziying gave him a jade pendant that day.
Let him go to Feng's house to play when he has time. This is naturally polite. Feng Ziying is the same age as Jia Lian, how can he invite a three-year-old child? But since he is a child, he can naturally take the joke seriously. Jia Cong took the jade pendant and went to find it.
I need some guards.
Jia She was drinking with his concubine, but he was so confused that he actually let him go! He only sent a capable person around him to accompany him, and asked the good people to look after him on the way. Jia Cong then led his
The two young men, Lan Xiang Ziguang and a group of minions borrowed from his father, headed to Feng's house in a grand manner.
Feng Ziying happened to be accompanying guests. When she heard that Jia Cong was coming, she suddenly remembered a joke he made at the table that day and couldn't help laughing.
The guest hurriedly asked him why he was laughing. Feng Ziying first said to the boy: "Please come in, Mr. Jia." Fang turned around and said, "Let me ask you, a mung bean's wife wants to reconcile with him. He cried uncomfortably.
, guess what happened next?”
The guest was stunned for a long time and said, "What kind of problem is this?"
Feng Ziying laughed and said: "He has become a bean sprout."
The guest heard the sound and laughed until he stopped laughing. He lay on the desk for a long time and couldn't get up.
Feng Ziying sighed: "Isn't it just a bean sprout? Why is it so bad?"
The guest shook his head, waved his hand to invite someone to serve him tea, and after a long while he pointed at him and said, "You kid, when did you learn to tell jokes?"
Feng Ziying said: "This joke was told by Master Cong of the Jia family."
The guest was stunned.
Feng Ziying added: "A few months ago, my father and I went to visit Duke Shen, and we happened to meet this young master sneaking into Duke Shen's study to secretly trace calligraphy." He emphasized the word "secretly" very strongly.
The guest glanced at him.
Feng Ziying sighed: "It is not easy for a three-year-old child to be able to coax the two people who were guarding his study room out of the house, and to write so many words in a hurry. One of them is not bad."
The guest asked in surprise: "Three years old?"
Feng Ziying nodded: "When he was three years old, he was born as a concubine. His mother passed away last year."
The guest was shocked. If his mother was still alive, or if his mother taught him. If no one taught him...
While they were talking, someone outside already reported: "Master Jia San is here."
They both looked up and saw Jia Cong, who was as small as a dwarf ball, with his hands behind his back and a sullen face, looking like a young adult, followed by two older children, who were pretty good.
That's what happened.
Feng Ziying said with a smile: "I was thinking that your brother is back, and I would like to invite a few friends to get together and take care of him and let him take you."
Jia Cong came up, bowed, and said, "My little brother is the one who bothered me first. It's just that Brother Feng invited me to come and have fun that day, so it's not like I came uninvited."
He was serious, and both the guest and Feng Ziying laughed.
Feng Ziying pointed at the guest and said, "This is Uncle Jinxiang's son Han Qi."
Because he was a Red Mansard in his previous life, Jia Cong, who was a minor figure, all remembered it clearly. Han Qi and Feng Ziying appeared at the same time, and among Qin Keqing's funeral guests, they were among the "countless princes and grandsons". Little did they know that that moment
"I know who Han Qi is" was clearly written in his eyes. Feng Ziying and Han Qi immediately looked up at each other.
Jia Cong calmly stepped forward and saluted Han Qi, saying, "I've met Brother Han." Han Qi's sons were probably older than him, so he was not polite and directly invited one of his peers.
Han Qi hurriedly exchanged greetings and did not treat him like a child.
A warning bell sounded in Jia Cong's heart. After all, he was only three years old, and he was still the son of that old bastard Jia She. He was not far behind Han Qi by a level or two. It would be normal for Han Qi to despise him and ignore him; but if he gave him face like this, it wouldn't be right.
It’s so normal. After all, the time traveler relies on the prediction of the subsequent plot and the contempt of others to get by. The main stories of Dream of Red Mansions all take place in the inner house, which is of little help to him. He is a man; the most advantageous cover is his youth.
He has a transparent identity since childhood. Now he is not looked down upon even by a pure role player when he first met, and the subsequent copies are really not easy to fight. Hey, needless to say, this Feng Ziying and Feng Daxia are probably a chatterbox.
The genius child was exposed. Well, since you can't hide your clumsiness, let's pretend to be innocent. Jia Congsui simply ran to Feng Ziying and showed off his cuteness, tugging on his clothes: "Brother Feng, can you give me an idea?
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Feng Ziying hurriedly asked what was going on.
Jia Cong honestly told him about the grasshopper last night. Of course, he concealed the part that was intended to scare Jia Baoyu. He only said that he was playful and loved the grasshopper. He trapped it in his sleeve and ran away for some reason.
Finally, he sighed: "That mother-in-law just wants to pay it back. After all, there is a man in the family. It will not starve to death, but I am afraid it will be difficult. I have already sent Hong. Xiu secretly gave her 500 yuan, just saying it was Hong."
Sister Xiu thinks she gave it to her pitifully. I heard that the little girl was an orphan who fled somewhere. Our housekeeper's grandma picked it up on the road. She is not much older than me. If she is kicked out and lives on the street, I am afraid she will have to beg for food.
It's getting colder now, how many days we can survive is unknown..." Oh, what a sin, a bug starved to death of Furong's daughter, Fan can escape.
After hearing this, Feng Ziying comforted her and said: "They are just two servants. Why should a man care about these things? Women are not benevolent."
Jia Cong muttered: "If it has nothing to do with me, no matter whether they are unjust or not, God will settle the accounts anyway. I was the one who started it, but I actually dragged others down. I'm afraid that little girl will do something wrong."
Human life...I dare not admit my mistake to the old lady." As he said this, he looked at Feng Ziying pitifully.
No matter how talented she is, she is just a baby. Feng Ziying secretly laughed in her heart and said: "In that case, how about I find her and place her for you?"
Ah, yes, I just want you to find her! Jia Cong nodded vigorously: "Okay! Of course!" He added, "Our old lady is very good at appearance. Most of the maids and sisters in her house are good-looking, okay.
It's a pity that I haven't seen what it looks like. But as long as you don't starve to death on the streets because of me, I can't care about the rest." After saying that, he winked at Feng Ziying, meaning, once you get your brother back, you can do it yourself
Keep it, she loves to light fires and sweep the floors. When you grow up, it would be nice to take her as your little wife if you like her.
Although she didn't know what Yan Control meant, Feng Ziying made a good guess. She raised her hand and gave it to him: "You're young, but you're quite smart."
Jia Cong smiled and bowed to Feng Ziying and said "Thank you". This matter was left to him.
The purpose of this trip was achieved and we couldn't leave immediately, so Jia Cong sat beside him and pretended to be good.
Feng Ziying looked at him and said, "Now that you're here, what else does Cong'er want to play?"
Jia Cong cupped his cheek and sighed faintly. I want to play World of Warcraft, do you have it? I want to play True III, do you have it? I want to watch La Liga and the Premier League, do you have it? Even if you have a scrapped circuit board, a
The obsolete multimeter can be used to measure voltage...
Suddenly, he heard Feng Ziying calling him three or four times in succession. Jia Cong said "hmm" and looked up. He saw the inexplicable concern in the eyes of Feng and Han, and wondered in his heart. What's wrong with them? Huh? What's that on their faces?
? Jia Cong raised his hand and wiped it - well, when did you shed tears? So many? Why didn't you know it? He quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeves, and said with a forced smile: "The wind has blinded my eyes."
"It's okay. Brother Feng, please let someone close the window." As he said this, he turned his face and looked at the other side of the window - it was so shameless that it was completely closed.
Feng Ziying also laughed: "It's my fault. I forgot that you are too young to blow the wind." Nai shouted, "Feng An, close the window."
Feng An agreed and ran to open the window first and then close it.
Jia Cong's eyes were a little red again, and he hurriedly thanked Feng Ziying and changed the topic: "What do you two big brothers do on weekdays?"
Han Qi said deliberately: "Bow and horse, ride and shoot."
Jia Cong curled his lips: "That's for learning, thank you. We are just joking right now."
Han Qi pointed at Feng Ziying and said: "He can play."
Feng Ziying laughed and said: "It's just drinking and listening to a show."
Jia Cong became less and less interested and said lazily: "Playing tops, flying paper kites, and playing Cuju can be considered fun. You adults are really boring."
Feng Ziying couldn't help but walked over and pinched his cheek: "Who told you to be young? When you grow up, you will know the fun of drinking and listening to plays."
Jia Cong snorted: "Isn't it just to play with fans and actors? I play all day long. What fun is there?"
Both Feng and Han were a little surprised when they heard this, but they didn't know what to say to a three-year-old child.
Jia Cong rolled his eyes: "You adults always think that children don't understand anything. In fact, we understand everything."
"Okay, okay," Feng Ziying coaxed, "Master Cong knows everything. It's us adults who look down on you." He couldn't help laughing.
Only then did Jia Cong become proud, and the corners of his little mouth widened. Any child who could say something like "We understand everything" would be coaxed by the adults, but in their hearts they probably thought they didn't understand anything.
Jia Cong wandered around Feng's house until noon, and went back regardless of Feng Ziying's meal.
I took a nap in the afternoon and pretended to practice three Chinese characters. Poor man from science and engineering who was used to typing on the keyboard had to pick up a heavy brush and waste his childhood. After finishing his homework, I found an excuse to take a stroll to Yingchun's place.
, in order to meet Yingchun's wet nurse who bullied his sister, so that he could go to Jia She to complain. Today's luck is not good, and Grandma Wang is not here, so he only asked Yingchun for two strips. Jia Cong was very discouraged. Yesterday
In the evening, Jia She had just honored his father with a pair of good things, and Jia She was probably very happy. This was an excellent opportunity.
After leading Hongxiu back to his room, Xiao Xiangxiao came up to him and said, "Young master is back. Uncle Feng sent me a maid sister."
Jia Cong was stunned: "What to give?"
Lan Xiang came over first to talk: "The Feng family has sent me a girl, and she is waiting outside right now."
Jia Cong was speechless: "What kind of drama is this singing? That's all, let's bring him in first."
Lan Xiang agreed and went out.
After a while, the maid sent by Feng Ziying was brought in.
Hong Xiu happened to meet her face to face and blurted out: "Isn't this Qingwen from the old lady's house!".