Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

Yang Yang felt a pain in his head, as if it was about to explode.

What's the matter, I didn't drink much at the celebration banquet last night, why did my head hurt so much?

He closed his eyes and reached out, trying to get the pair of glasses on the bedside table.

But what is this? I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the thing in my hand~ this is the curtain?

Damn, when did he have such a damn thing on his magnificent big bed?

Ah, no, someone who was belatedly realized it suddenly, and his eyes didn't feel hazy when he looked out.

It's so bright and pale outside~~ Is it a street lamp?

After taking a breath of air, you actually feel cold?

It's midsummer now, can the central air conditioner be turned on so low?

Alas, staring at the fleshy little hand in front of him, whose hand is this?

A lot of question marks dangled in front of his eyes, but Yang Yang, who had a splitting headache, didn't have the energy to think about it.

He desperately needs painkillers now.

Ah, yes, the painkillers, I quickly took out the pills and a bottle of mineral water from my carry-on space, and swallowed the pills with difficulty.

After quietly closing his eyes for a while, he finally felt better.

When he opened his eyes again, he wished that he was not so well.

What's the matter with this small semi-enclosed bed and the blue curtain?

What happened to my little arms and legs?

Suddenly thought of the space I got by chance.

Yang Yang felt that he had finally found the truth—

So it's not the end of the world but time travel? !

If I said it earlier, I didn't have to worry about it for so long, just because of the question of whether to commit suicide or not.

Thinking about it now, it was a waste of emotion at that time!

Looking at my small body, what age should I be?

Please forgive our great god Yang Yang who has never raised children, and really doesn't understand the growth cycle of little bean dings.

However, judging by the child's clothes and the faintly visible furnishings in the house, he shouldn't be from a poor family, right?

I hope not, let him, who is used to extravagant life, eat three meals of pickled vegetables and steamed buns every day, it is better to let him go to the end of the world to ask for a living.

I was thinking wildly in my head, but my small body didn't move.

This is an old problem of Yang Yang in his previous life. As long as he is not standing where he can dance, he is always lazy and doesn't want to move at all.

But every time I think about it, there are good ones and some bad ones...

After thinking so wildly, I don't know how long it took, and finally someone outside lifted the curtain and walked in, cursing in a low voice while walking: "Why doesn't the little bastard born to a bitch die? Forget it, it's so cold. Those who were frozen were kept watch at night.

I don't look at what kind of embryo it is, and I'm not afraid of breaking my luck. "

Hearing that voice, Yang Yang only felt a surge of fear from the bottom of his heart, could it be the original owner?

However, a tyrannical aura emerged in his own mind, and some memories slowly surfaced in his heart.

Oh, this man's family name is Liu, and he is called Mother Liu, who is his nanny.

I am the concubine of this family, there is a wife and a master in the family, and there is an old lady, the second master and the second wife in the next room.

No, Erfang actually has a precious jade born from jade?

Jia Baoyu~~ He is so familiar with this, it turned out to be the book Dream of the Red Chamber.

He actually came to Dream of Red Mansions?

The concubine of the big house is Jia Cong.

Shaking his head, the child's memory is really pitiful, but fortunately, there are still some useful ones.

This Jia Mansion is still very safe now, and Jia Cong has lived to the age of going to school, no problem.

So Yang Yang rarely felt drowsy again soon, and fell asleep again in a daze.

But he was awakened after not sleeping for a long time, and someone dared to beat him in his dream!

Grandpa's, dared to make the young master sleepless, and grabbed it with one paw.

Maybe the servant is too lazy, and Jia Cong is too young to cut his nails by himself, so his nails are really long now, and the face of the nanny who urged him to get up was directly scratched by him.

Sitting on the ground, he opened his throat and started howling.

Yang Yang, whose name will be changed to Jia Cong from now on, is very angry when he wakes up, as anyone who is a little familiar with him in his previous life will know.

If you want to wake him up, playing dance music directly is the most effective. If you say something like this, or touch your feet, you will either be kicked or punched, and you will never run away.

The little Jia Cong was awakened by the patting, and now he was harassed by the noise, so naturally he didn't look good.

Sitting there with the quilt in his arms, he looked at the woman on the ground with a heavy expression.

After a while, the little maid who fetched water came in.

When she saw Liu's mother sitting on the ground covering her face and howling dryly, and Third Master Cong sitting on the bed with his head bowed under the quilt, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Subconsciously put the basin aside, walked over and helped Mama Liu up: "Mom, what's the matter? fruit to eat."

Then Mama Liu cried for a long time, and finally someone came to persuade her, but she was not willing to give up. She cried and scolded: "Do I have any good fruit to eat now? They are people who have served the master for several lifetimes. Who knew that the young master would be so heartless?" ruthless."

As he spoke, he revealed his face for the little girl to see.

The little girl had little experience, it was the first time she saw a few finger marks on a person's face, some of which were still bleeding, how could she not panic, she cried out unconsciously.

The reason Yang Yang used to get angry about getting up was because he was prone to insomnia, so he hated being woken up when he was sleeping just right.

Before he regained consciousness, he couldn't help but move his fists and feet.

But it's easy to wake up after the fight.

At this time, the two of them on the ground looked coldly on the bed, the servant who gave birth to a child, even worse than his assistant who was paid in the past.

Judging from that mother's voice, it should be the same person as the vigilante last night.

How dare he curse him to death, scratching her face is already light, how dare he cry?A little girl, facing his master, is not as good as a nanny?

Hmph... There is a dryness in my heart, I really want to vent!

It may be that the nanny's voice was too loud, and finally disturbed the front yard.

Mrs. Xing sent Wang Shanbao's family to come and see.

As soon as he entered the room, he didn't ask the reason, but he just reprimanded him when he opened his mouth, and waited to hear the crying mother Liu.

Jia Cong watched her eyeballs roll, and then waved his hand impatiently, "Master is here today, I'm afraid I want to meet the third master, you should pack up and go together."

After speaking, she turned around and left. Mother Liu and the little maid called Magpie also got into action, changing Jia Cong's clothes, washing and combing her hair.

Jia Cong was also delighted at this time, master?Isn't that his father, he has a father?

He felt that the clothes that the little girl changed were obviously not suitable, a bit small, and he didn't like the color. As the only child raised in the big house now, although he couldn't keep up with Jia Lian's treatment at that time.

But when will he be missing clothes all year round?

Today is the first time he has seen his father since he came here.

Mother Liu and the others didn't know how important this was for a child who had no father since childhood in the previous life.

But Jia Cong couldn't let them mess it up.

The little hands began to cry while pulling at the clothes, crying out that they were uncomfortable, and wanted to change them to death.

The angry mother Liu scolded him a lot, and even pinched his little arms and legs a few times.

Surprised in my heart, the third master, who was easy to coax and deceive, didn't know which nerve was wrong today, but he started to be picky in every possible way.

If the clothes are wrong, you will cry; if the shoes are wrong, you will cry; if the accessories are wrong, you will cry; if your hair is wrong, you will cry...

Cry, cry, cry... Mother Liu felt that she was not tired after serving this man for several years, not to mention, her face was still in pain.

After a while, I must have a good talk with my wife.

She was thinking carefully, but she didn't see that her young master was obviously different from usual after dressing up like this today.

Nanny Liu hugged Jia Cong, followed by the little girl, and the three walked quickly to the front of the main room.

Jia Amnesty was eating breakfast when the announcement came in, he threw his chopsticks and said, "Surprise!"

But still let people in.

Nanny Liu greeted Jia Amnesty and Mrs. Xing with Jia Cong in her arms.

In the past, Jia Cong never spoke, just like a little mute, always bowed his head and stood there motionless.

Today is different, Yang Yang's version of Jia Cong's greatest hope in his previous life was to have a father.

It was impossible in the previous life, but this one in this life is said to be very unreliable, but no matter how good it is, it is still a father.

When we first saw the ceremony, Nanny Liu deliberately showed her injured face. In fact, Mammy was only in her 20s. Marriage was early in ancient times, and people in their twenties basically had more than one child.

But 20s is also the time when a woman is most charming. Jia She was originally lustful, but now she saw the obvious bloodstains on that fair and tender face.

I felt a little unhappy in my heart, and Madam Xing was emphasizing Jia Cong's stupidity.

Frowning, staring at Jia Cong non-stop.

Unexpectedly, Jia Cong raised his head suddenly, his face was white and pink, but his eyes were already swollen from crying.

It seemed that he was still sobbing non-stop.

Seeing this, Jia Amnesty stopped working at that time, no matter how bad Jia Cong was, he would be his own son.

Her crying eyes are already the size of walnuts, but the nanny and the aunt don't know each other, and she's still scolding the child, isn't she?

Angrily, he dropped the soup bowl in his hand.

Shouted to Mother Liu: "Bring Brother Cong to me."

Then mother Liu didn't know why the Elder Master lost his temper again.

But knowing that this person is Zuo Xing the most, he didn't dare to resist, so he quickly hugged Jia Cong.

Jia Amnesty did not hug him personally, but let him sit on a newly added chair next to him.

He asked with an old face, "Brother Cong, what's wrong, are you crying so much?"

Jia Cong raised his head and called out, "Daddy?"