The daily life of the "send child" magic stick [Rebirth]

After lunch, Zheng Ji'an followed his father back to the study of the ancestral house.

First, he explained the details of his examination in Qiuwei at that time, and then told his father that he thought that his knowledge was far from enough now, and he would need to study hard for several years before he had the confidence to continue to take the imperial examination.

"Good boy, thank you for your hard work! It's okay, you can study at home with peace of mind. Whenever you are confident, you can take the imperial examination again. Father will not force you, and father and mother will always support you behind your back. If you don't have enough money in the town, Just tell your parents."

Zheng Duoqin patted his son on the shoulder, saying that he just needs to study at ease and not put too much pressure on him.

He had been an examinee all his life, and he didn't stop taking the imperial examination until Ji'an took the examination for the first time.

Therefore, he is well aware of the pressure on every scholar to take the imperial examination.

Do unto others, do not impose on others!

He's not like some stubborn old master who drives the kids in the family almost crazy.

"Yeah. I know. Dad, don't worry about me. I told my wife about this, and she agrees with me. As for Mom, please tell Mom about it."

Zheng Ji'an smiled, of course he knew that his father was not the kind of elder who forced his children to concentrate on studying.

Therefore, his childhood was much happier than most of his classmates.

The father and son had a long talk for more than an hour in the study.

In the end, Zheng Ji'an saw that the time was almost up, so he hurriedly stated the purpose of driving him back this time.

"Father, where is your glory?"

Zheng Ji'an gave his father a wink, leaned over and asked quietly.

"Xiong, what about Xiongfeng? I'm going to hit you, you bastard! What are you asking! If you have something to say, say it quickly, look at your cheeky face, the same as when you ruined my painting when you were a child, your father and I are upset very!"

Zheng Duoqin was suddenly asked such a sentence, but did not react.

Then he saw Ji'an sweeping his lower body inexplicably as a signal, and he realized the meaning of these words.

He was angry, how could this child grow up to be as annoying as when he was a child!

"Father, don't be like this! Isn't it just adding a few chickens to your picture of crickets when you were a child, and the chickens are pecking at the insects, what a harmonious picture!"

Regarding his father's accusation, Zheng Ji'an refuted embarrassingly.

When he was a child, he just saw that his father had too many blank spaces in the painting, and there were only one or two crickets in the whole painting, so he couldn't help adding a few strokes.

"Is that a picture? That's the painstaking work of your father and I for most of my life! Since you were young, you either added a few chickens to my paintings, or painted a flock of birds. They are all little beasts that eat insects. Later, cats, dogs, and fish were drawn. In short, they wanted to play with and prey on the generals I drew! Tell me, you have ruined so many of my favorite works!"

When Zheng Duoqin thought of his paintings of his previous great generals, he couldn't help feeling very distressed.

"But none of your paintings of crickets can be sold! After I added a few touches to your paintings, they were sold smoothly."

Zheng Chengwen continued to mutter in a low voice.

——All the crickets you draw are exactly the same, such as the birthday head, big round head, small round head, square head, pointed head, abacus bead head, shallow head, these most obvious head features are all drawn exactly the same , not to mention other features that distinguish eyes, facial teeth.Most importantly, the drawing is smaller than the real thing!Even the master's house, who was watching your drawing, couldn't recognize that what you drew was his family's crickets.Who else will buy your paintings.

"You're trying to piss me off!"

Zheng Duoqin stretched out his ears to listen to his son's muttering, the more he listened, the angrier he became.

It doesn't matter if others don't recognize it, as long as he recognizes it himself.

"Okay, dad. Let's not talk about these funny childhood stories when I was angry. Let's get back to business. I have something good to tell you about you when I come back this time!"

Zheng Ji'an stopped the topic, feeling that his father would violently beat him if he continued.

"Good thing? Can you tell me something good?"

Zheng Duoqin was skeptical about this, Ji'an only knew how to piss him off since he was a child, so what good things could he tell him.

"Father! How can you look at me like this? I am so kind to you. When I think of something good, I will come back and tell you right away. You still talk about me like that, Dad, you really hurt my heart!"

Zheng Ji'an is dissatisfied, when did he treat his father badly!

Changing his paintings when he was a child was also because his father couldn't sell the paintings and couldn't save his own money, so he resolutely helped!

For this matter, how many "beatings" he endured!

"All right, all right! Don't be so rambunctious, and if you have something to say, what good thing do you want to tell dad?"

Zheng Duoqin thought to himself, look at Ji'an's aggrieved appearance.

Maybe the son grew up and became less irritating?

"Okay, okay! Dad, let me ask you, answer me honestly. You and mom...do you want to add a brother/sister to me?"

Zheng Ji'an suddenly lowered his voice and asked.

"..."

Zheng Duoqin was stunned, he didn't expect Ji'an to ask such a question.

"I'm a dead boy! I'm already the father of a child, and you still play tricks on your father like this! See if I don't beat you to death!"

He picked up the pipe in hand, and was about to hit this rebellious bear who only played tricks on his father.

"Alas! Alas! Don't hit me, dad. I'm asking you seriously. Save your energy, you have to go back with my mother and give me a younger brother and sister."

Zheng Ji'an received two symbolic blows, then avoided his father's "beating" and yelled while hiding.

Zheng Duoqin became even angrier when he heard this, and chased after his son and beat him hard.

After enough nonsense, the two father and son finally calmed down and planned to continue talking.

"You came back and said, is there a way? Your father and I have only one son for two generations, and the next generation including you. You don't even have a daughter. Tell me, what can your mother and I do for you?" Do you have a brother or sister?"

After Zheng Duoqin calmed down, thinking that this kid Ji'an would not mess around with such an important matter, he wanted to ask clearly.

"Father, let me tell you. When I came back from Quanzhou, I ran into an old Taoist priest, and he gave me..."

When Zheng Ji'an heard the words, he quickly transferred the story of the ancestor's manifestation from his son to him.Then he told his father the story of the old-fashioned and completely unbelievable scholar who met a god by chance and obtained supernatural powers from then on, with a mysterious look on his face.

"You treat me as a three-year-old! Wen'er won't believe what you said! If you don't tell the truth, do you want to continue to fight?!"

Zheng Duoqin couldn't help but get angry when he heard this casually made-up story that kids don't like to hear.

Ji'an, the bigger the kid, the more irritating he is!

will fool him!

"Farewell, father! Keep listening. When I came back from Qiu Wei, I suddenly knew about my wife...and maybe...when I went to my eldest brother's house, I also found my sister-in-law..."

Zheng Ji'an deleted the part where the lady measured the time and daytime, and changed it directly to the fact that the lady was pregnant when she came back.

He happily gestured to his father with two fingers, suggesting that the wife might be pregnant with twins (although he was sure of the ability of his ancestor, he did not dare to tell his father with certainty).

He also mentioned a little bit about the fact that his sister-in-law was stagnant with phlegm and dampness, and used it to prove that he had indeed acquired supernatural powers.

Zheng Duoqin was really dumbfounded.

First she was happy that her daughter-in-law was pregnant, but then she was taken aback by Ji An's two fingers sticking out on her belly.

Twins?It turned out to be really twins (maybe the two words were automatically ignored by him)!

The old woman married Ji'an this daughter-in-law, but she married the right one.

Then, the illness of his eldest daughter-in-law made him a little worried. Hu Hu is a good boy.I hope his daughter-in-law can take care of her body quickly so that she can give birth to a white, fat, healthy boy.

At this point, he finally believed that Ji An had some supernatural powers.

"Your mother, have you figured it out now? We, we can really give you a brother/sister?"

When Zheng Duoqin said this, his lips trembled a little.

He and the old woman thought about having a second child thousands of times.

Over the past 20 years, they have gone from hopeful to desperate.

After the grandson was born, the couple no longer expected to have a second child.

"Of course! Dad, even if you don't believe me, you still have to believe in the supernatural powers given to me by the old god!"

Zheng Ji'an gave his father a positive look, hoping to restore his confidence.

Even if the two chances failed, he would not believe that it would fail after dozens of times of calculating the chances!

Uh.

Of course, the premise is that the father himself is fine.

However, his father can have him as a son, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Father, where is your majesty?"

Unwilling to give up, Zheng Ji'an asked again about the first sentence he had just met with his father.

"I'm calling...cough cough, of course I'm here! What kind of nonsense are you asking?"

Zheng Duoqin raised his hand and wanted to slap the child when he heard the outrageous words.

Suddenly, after a while, he realized that Ji An asked a serious question, but he couldn't help but curse.

"Only by staying with me can I have a younger brother and sister with my mother."

Zheng Ji'an retorted in a low voice dissatisfied.

"Okay, dad! Don't get angry and hit people every now and then. Let me tell you about mom's estimated days..."

After calming the irritable father a little, he immediately explained everything that the old ancestor said to his father.

"The 16th of this month is from Youshi to Yinshi."

Zheng Duoqin recited this time several times in his mouth, fearing that he might not remember it, he immediately got up and found a pen and ink to copy it down.

"Father, do you remember the time? Also, even if there is a day when this supernatural power is tested, it is easy to succeed only if Mom is in good health. Dad, remember to tell Mom..."

Zheng Ji'an deeply felt that the success of this matter could only be achieved through the joint efforts of the husband and wife.

So he told his dad about mom's next dietary taboos and the fact that the two of them had to recharge their batteries in advance.

"Father, the supernatural powers say that this year, mom can only test twice. After the two times, you have to wait until next year to continue! So dad, you have to work harder! I'm still waiting for my younger brother who will be born next year. What about my sister?"

Zheng Ji'an said with a worried expression on his face, after all, even if they found the object of calculation, they were not sure whether they could successfully let the ancestors accumulate divine power.

In this regard, he can only verbally cheer up his father.

"...Go away! Your father and I are much more capable than you!"

Zheng Duoqin finally threw the pipe in his hand at Ji'an who always made him angry!

The author has something to say: Father Zheng and Master Ai dislike each other, and they will diss each other if they see the right opportunity~~