Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

Jia Amnesty was so happy after being kissed on the cheek by his youngest son that he almost ran back impulsively to look through the house again to see if he could find any good things to make his son happy.

Jia Cong also smiled with big eyes, seeing that his father still couldn't recover, he tugged at Jia She's sleeve, "Daddy, why don't you teach me how to make these things?"

One sentence pulled Jia She out of reality, but, although he can appreciate, his eyesight is not good, but, he really can't carve or anything!

Not wanting to lose face in front of his son, he rolled his eyes, and finally he was a little quick-witted, coaxing Jia Cong: "I want to learn how to do it, you have to learn how to see first, that is, how to distinguish what is good. Why don't daddy give you this first?"

If you can learn it, you can do it, Jia Cong didn't pick it, and nodded cheerfully.

Mrs. Xing also came in over there, and said to the two of them: "It's time for dinner, master and Brother Cong come over for dinner first?"

Both of them are happy now, the rare pair gave Madam Xing a smiling face, which made Madam Xing a little flattered.

You must know that my master has never given himself a good face in his memory. Brother Cong is such a small person. She coaxed her all afternoon this afternoon, but he only looked up a few times.

Now that the two of them looked at her and laughed together, why did she feel a little dizzy? !

When she regained her senses, the father and son in front had already gone to the front for dinner, and Mrs. Xing hurriedly followed after seeing it.

The food here is actually a bit greasy for Jia Cong, but considering that it is winter in the ancient north, except for meat, it is also some dried vegetables, it is really not easy to eat something fresh.

Fortunately, with my own father by my side, I am in a good mood and happy with everything, so I am quite used to it.

But what happened to these Yingyingyanyans?

All the enchantingly dressed ones were sandwiched between him and the old man, and it was annoying to watch.

Thinking of this, a woman dressed as a woman came over to him with chopsticks and said coquettishly: "Third Master, try this goose palm, the one in our kitchen is the most authentic!"

There are so many people here, and the pungent smell of powder is everywhere in the room, how can they eat?

But looking at the appearance of my father and wife, it seems normal to let these concubines and maids serve meals.

If you get into trouble like this, you don't feel petty, but what if your father doesn't like it?

Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose, and sneezed.

Jia Amnesty and Mrs. Xing had been focusing on him all the time, now seeing him sneezing and sneezing non-stop, they thought he was sick and catching a cold.

Come over quickly and ask what is uncomfortable?

Jia She even drove away the girl standing between him and his son, went directly to Jia Cong's side, and asked in repeated voices, "What's wrong? What's wrong with this?"

Jia Cong shook his head, pretended to be uncomfortable and hid his face in his father's arms, rubbed his nose with his little hands, and then smiled at his father as if he felt more comfortable: "Daddy, my son is fine, it's just that there is something strange. The smell, the itchy nose, is not sick."

Jia Amnesty was still thinking about the meaning of the strange smell, but Mrs. Xing had already heard it.

I hate in my heart, these little hoofs are used to seduce men with these sweet and powdered ones!

This deserves it, I really met my nemesis!

Hurrying before Jia Amnesty, he said to them: "Go down first, you don't need to serve here."

Turning around, he explained to Jia Amnesty, "Brother Cong's children's house may not be able to smell the smell of those incense powders."

Jia Cong really wanted to give Mrs. Xing a thumbs up, look at the speed of the reaction!

Hearing this, Jia Amnesty laughed, he grew up with this smell, and he didn't feel anything when he smelled it, so he waved his hand to let those who are still unwilling to leave after listening to Mrs. Xing's words go out.

The aunt that Jia Cong served Jia Cong with food just now was named Xing'er, Jia She had just doted on her for a while before, but this time Jia She got a new one, and she was very rare, so she kind of left her behind. up.

Today I heard people around me say that the third master, who was originally a transparent person, suddenly caught the master's eyes for some reason.

So, I thought of pleasing the master by pleasing the third master.

Unexpectedly, he was kicked out, his face was already flushed with embarrassment, and after receiving the dissatisfied gazes from several other concubines, he got angry with Jia Cong, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. There was some unkindness in his gaze.

But how would Jia Cong care about these people? The old god is still acting in his father's arms. Now he is a little fortunate that the stage performance he learned before is solid enough, and it is trivial to move to real life.

A few small sneezes drove away those eyesores, and not only reaped a lot of love from my father, and ate a meal happily, but at this time, Mrs. Xing looked at him as if she was looking at a baby. same.

After dinner, Jia Amnesty realized that it was still a bit early for him to go to bed. Usually he had no shortage of places to entertain himself, but now he couldn't take his son to listen to the little wife's song.

I can only search for something in my heart to pass the time with my son.

Thinking in my heart, my eyes wandered around, and I happened to see some books that Mrs. Xing used to clip some fancy books.

I suddenly remembered that when Baoyu was three or four years old, he seemed to have heard that he had memorized thousands of words in his heart.

My son seems to be a smart one. Although my level is not very good, it is still no problem to teach him to recognize a few words.

Someone found a copy of "The Book of Songs", and took his son to start reading on the low couch in the back room.

Of course, these things are not difficult for Jia Cong.

But he didn't want to act too monstrous, otherwise it would be miserable if his father had too much hope for him and only thought about letting him take the imperial examination.

When he is free, he likes to read some idle books, but he really has no love for those stereotyped articles.

And in the previous life, I often heard that those things like autumn and spring are meant to lock people in small houses for nine days, and it's scary to think about it.

So it's better not to act too monstrous, and let the old man have the idea of ​​pushing him to that way.

However, what kind of performance does a three-year-old have to be Zhongping who is neither evil nor stupid?

Before Jia Cong could figure it out, he realized that his father looked at him from joy to shock.

Did something weird happen?

After concentrating for a while, I realized that when I was thinking about how to not act too monstrous, I was already monstrous, and unconsciously followed Jia Xie's teaching of "Tao Zhiyaoyao, its Ye Zhenzhen." Recite the following "The son returns home, and the family is suitable for him."

Damn, what should I do if I want to cry in my heart, I really can't count on the brain capacity of a three-year-old child, if I think about some complicated things, I won't be able to turn around!

Jia Amnesty was full of joy, and asked Jia Cong, "Who taught Brother Cong to read before?"

Jia Cong glanced at his father, what should I say?Could it be that the previous life was moved out?Even dreaming is impossible!

After thinking about it, Jia Cong said in a low voice, "I heard from Brother Bao."

Jia Amnesty turned around and asked Mrs. Xing, "When did brother go there?"

Jia Cong usually only plays in the big room by himself, and on the first and fifteenth day of every month, he goes there to greet the old lady, and it is not easy to go there at other times.

Jia Amnesty also knew about this, but this winter was extremely cold, the old lady had already sent a message to tell everyone except those who were by her side not to go there when they had nothing to do, so as to save the cold from causing problems, and everyone felt distressed.

Mrs. Xing also thought about it before replying: "It was more than a month ago, when it was rare and warm for a few days, I happened to take him there to say hello to the old lady.

At that time, it seemed that I heard Baoyu recite some sentences there.

But he didn't hear Brother Cong speak. "

Jia She laughed at that moment, "That's it, my son is really smart, after listening to it, he still remembers it in his mind after more than a month.

This is stronger than any of them. "

The mood of teaching is even higher now.

Jia Cong wanted to cry a little bit, he didn't bring such a trick!

He didn't want the imperial examination to be afraid of suffering, tiring, or lack of interest. The point is that although he doesn't know the real history of this world, he can actually infer from the words and phrases on the Dream of the Red Chamber. A good way is to either shade an official or donate an official.

It is not necessarily a good thing to really pass the imperial examination.

Leaving aside, let's just talk about his uncle, who was born as a Jinshi, and he is about to become a monk after being squeezed out.

There is also that Uncle Lin in Yangzhou, a Marquis of the Five Dynasties, although his population is small, he can be regarded as a noble family, and he married a young lady from a family like them.

But it happened that he was born in the imperial examination, such a person was doomed, and those from a scholarly family would look down on him.

And those sons of noble families who rely on donating officials may respect and admire them on the face, but they may think why they want to stay far away in private.

Is it still rushing to make others look worthless?

That's a typical child from other people's family!

But seeing Jia She's high spirits, he couldn't bear to be disobedient, so he could only follow him sentence by sentence.

He secretly comforted himself, this is still young, even if the father wants him to take the scientific examination, it will take many years.

At that time, if he said that he didn't want to take the exam, he didn't believe that his father would force him to go.

This old man is not as keen on these things as the second uncle next door.

Thinking of this, he simply let go of his thoughts and concentrated on coaxing Jia Amnesty.

When it was time to go to bed, Jia She personally sent him back to the front yard, probably because he was afraid that something would happen if he changed the place suddenly, so Jia She slept alone in the room in the front yard on this rare occasion. .

It's rare that he didn't hang out with his little wives in the back.