Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

In a hurry, people re-prepared a table of meals.

Jia Amnesty hugged his son in his arms and fed him clumsily.

Jia Cong didn't dislike him either. Daddy ate everything he fed with gusto, and would give him a big smile from time to time, and yelled, "Daddy eats too!", "Brother Cong likes this, Daddy is the best. !”.

Mrs. Xing had never thought that Jia Cong was so cute, and she looked jealous from the side, but the father and son were too tired, and she couldn't intervene even if she wanted to.

However, there is also a downside to this. Jia Cong looked at the small golden scroll that his father brought to his mouth again, and thought seriously, should he eat it, or should he eat it?

The little hand unconsciously rubbed the little belly, so full!

Such an obvious movement, as well as the pouting mouth on the small face, finally made Jia She break free from the heart full of love.

He stretched out his hand and licked his son's round belly. It was soft and seemed to be very fun, so he couldn't help but licked it again.

He raised his eyes and saw that his son's eyes had sprouted another layer of water mist, and felt a little embarrassed. Not only did he forget the doctor's instructions, he watched his son eat less, and he was good at killing other people's stomachs... His old face flushed, He faltered and said: "Then what..." After all, he couldn't continue, so he touched his nose with his hand.

Seeing his father like this, Jia Cong burst out laughing with a "puchi". Although this father has black eye bags, his skin is dark yellow and loose, he looks too drunk, and he has a typical figure of a middle-aged man who has put on weight .

However, looking at his bewildered look, Jia Cong was still cute no matter how he looked.

As expected of his own father!

Seeing his son smiling, Jia Amnesty didn't feel embarrassed any longer. He stretched out his hand to hug his son again, stroked his soft hair, and asked, "Are you full?"

Jia Cong nodded with a smile, wanting to get closer to his father, but just passed through last night, and it was a bit hard, and it didn't stop this morning.

The small body couldn't bear it, and he yawned while leaning against his father's arms, his big eyes were foggy, and his little head was also bit by bit.

Mrs. Xing over there saw it, she hurried over and said with a smile: "Master, brother Cong is sleepy, I'll take him back to have a rest."

Jia Amnesty has always looked down on his wife, and at this time, seeing her flattering face, he looked down upon her even more. He gave her a blank look, lowered his head and asked Jia Cong: "But sleepy? Daddy hug her?" You go back to bed?"

Jia Cong nodded in a daze, put his arms around his father's neck, and leaned in his arms with his eyes closed.

The little nose is moving even more delicately, and the little mouth is unconsciously twitching, which is very cute.

Jia Amnesty looked happy, and was reluctant to hand his son to the woman who came to pick him up. He just waved his hand, and personally hugged his son and walked towards Jia Cong's residence in his memory.

However, as soon as he entered his son's house, Jia She frowned. Which family's son's residence is this, or is it a servant's house?

The room is not small, but there is not even a decent decoration in the whole room. Although the bed is new, the curtains on the bed are not high-quality things at first glance, let alone those desks and desks. You can tell at a glance that it's not a good material.

What's more, on such a cold day, there was only a half-dead brazier in the corner of the room, and there was no warmth in the room at all.

Is this place really for people to live in?Or, does his own son live in this kind of place?

Any family in charge of Jia's mansion may be better than this.

Of course, everyone is like this. He wouldn't think about how he neglected this son before. It's the first time for him to visit other people's residence when the child is so old?Obviously only a few steps away.

Since it wasn't his fault, then it was naturally the housekeeper's wife's fault. Which inner courtyard made the men worry too much. Aren't the children in the backyard all under the care of the housekeeper?

Turning around, he gave Mrs. Xing who followed her a hard look.

Mrs. Xing was so scared that she shrank her neck again. To be honest, the little love she had for Jia Cong before, under the convulsions of her master, there is nothing left.

Before he could figure out how to explain this room, he heard Jia She asked again: "Where are the people who serve you?"

As soon as the words finished, I saw the little girl who had just cut her hair came out tremblingly, fell to her knees with a plop, and called out in a low voice: "Master."

"Just this one person?" Jia She felt that he was going to be mad, but he was afraid of waking up the little man in his arms, so he had to keep his voice down as much as possible.

Mrs. Xing didn't know what to say at this time, how could she be alone, but wasn't she greedy for the monthly fee?

So even though they received monthly cases for several people, they only arranged for a nanny and a little girl when arranging people.

Now that it was exposed, she was not impatient and had no way to tell the difference, so she could only reply timidly: "Also, there is still a nanny."

After talking about it, I didn't feel like it, so I shrank my neck and hid directly behind Wang Shanbao's house.

Jia She was so angry that his hands trembled, he almost dropped his son to the ground, and he didn't bother to get angry with his wife.

He turned around and walked to the front yard where he lived alone with his son in his arms.

Putting my son on his bed, I realized that I didn't feel anything when I was holding him, but now my arms were a little sore and numb.

I couldn't help frowning, my brother is not heavy, is it really because I am too old?

Shaking his head, he threw out this ridiculous idea, the master is not old!

Didn't those goblins cry and beg for mercy one night? !

Thinking about it this way, he seemed to be really much better, and it seemed that in order to prove that he was really young and strong, he went out and arranged Jia Cong's residence in person.

In fact, it is also simple, just let people clean up the small yard next to them, and let the children live there.

It was actually Jia Shen's small study, but he rarely even lived in this house, and stayed with his aunt and concubine for nothing, so why would he care about such a place.

Moreover, he is a person who rushes against book criminals, and he usually has no time to hide, so why would he walk over on purpose.

There is such a place, and it's just for the sake of showing face.

On the contrary, there are people who clean it every day, and now let the son live in it, it is just to rearrange the furnishings and add some things, it is not troublesome.

During the busy half-day over there, Jia She personally asked someone to choose a set of high-quality huanghuali arhat beds from the big library. I picked a pair of long-necked painted porcelain vases from my private treasury and placed them on both sides, a set of macaque-style Four Treasures of the Study on the table, and a picture of dispelling the cold on the wall.

On the Luohan bed is a group of small screens for the Four Gentlemen. Because it is winter, the floor-to-ceiling screens in the corner of the room and the surrounding curtains are all in warm colors.

I went to look at the full bookshelves in the room again, and felt a little satisfied. Even though he doesn't like reading, it doesn't mean he doesn't want his son to read.

When he returned to the next door, Jia Cong had already woken up and was sitting on the bed in a daze, a bit confused whether it was reality or a dream.

Seeing Jia Amnesty coming in, he breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hands in his direction, and called out crisply: "Daddy!"

Jia She hurriedly responded, went to sit next to his son, saw that he was only wearing his inner garment, and immediately called someone over to help him dress and wash. It is unrealistic to expect him as an old man for such a thing.

Only then did I realize that there was no one around my son to take care of me (as for the little girl who said to the old man, who is that?).

However, among these women and girls, he really only knows which one looks neater, and he doesn't even match the name.

This matter still has to be explained to his wife. In fact, the daughter-in-law is more reliable. I just ordered someone to call Lian's second master and Lian's second mistress.

But seeing that his attendant was hesitant to speak, he became a little impatient.

If it wasn't for his son snuggling in his arms, it's hard to guarantee that he would have kicked it, but he still whispered: "If you have a fart, don't let it go!"

The attendant is Zhao Qi, who has been with Jia She for several years, knowing that the master has a bad temper, he immediately replied with a bitter face: "The second grandma is pregnant, and the second wife told the old lady that she has experience and it is easier to take care of her. Saying it couldn’t catch up with the warm weather, Second Master and Second Mistress moved to the yard behind Rongxi Hall.”

When Jia She heard this, he suddenly remembered that he had had a big fight with Mrs. Xing because of this a few days ago, but if the old lady sent it, he could only find someone to vent his anger on.

However, at that time, I only moved there when I heard that Nianchun was born last month.

I really didn't expect that I couldn't even wait for these few days.

Thinking of this, it was as if there was a burst of anger in my heart.

Jia Cong saw that his father's complexion was really bad, but don't be angry.

He hurriedly shouted: "Father, don't be angry!" As he spoke, he patted Jia She's chest with his pair of small fleshy claws.

Jia Shen saw his son who was dressed like a bear, clumsily stretching out his short arms to help him pat his chest.

There was mist on the eye sockets because I was anxious not to be able to take pictures, and a warm feeling flowed through my heart. At this time, I really noticed that I still have such a son by my side!

The eye circles were also a little red, and he picked up his son.