Mr. Jia who was infected with the virus [Red House]

Honorary Hall

"Sir, do you think you should ask the imperial physician to take a good look at the third brother? This coma is scary for five days." Shi Shi was worried.

Jia Daishan frowned, "Let Physician Wang come again. The third brother is also poor. He lost two sons in a row. This time the youngest son and his wife are gone. It's possible that he can't think about it for a while and doesn't want to wake up."

Shi Shi sighed, "Who said it wasn't?"

The two were sighing, and the servant girl Zhengyue walked in with a panicked expression, "Master, madam, Mr. Xi cried so hard in Qingfengyuan that his hands and feet cramped up!"

The husband and wife glanced at each other and hurried to Qingfengyuan.

Near the courtyard, the old lady Xu also arrived, calling her grandson to walk into the courtyard.

"Why is the old lady here?" Jia Daishan and Shi Shi hurriedly stepped forward to support Xu Shi.

"You parents don't care about She'er at all. My good grandson is crying and convulsing and even asks me why I'm here. You prefer the eldest son, but I love the eldest grandson. I'm coming to see She'er." Mrs. Xu frowned and reprimanded the two of them, and quickly walked into the bedroom.

I saw Jia Amnesty sitting on the bed and weeping loudly, the girl next to him was eager to press his hands and feet, and Jia Dairu was lying there quietly, which was very creepy.

"Wooooow... old lady, third uncle is going to die..." Seeing Xu Shi as if seeing a savior, Jia She carelessly wiped away tears, got off the kang with bare feet, got into Xu Shi's arms and continued to cry.

"My dear grandson, don't cry, don't cry, I will cry when you cry." Xu's tears also flowed down.

Jia Daishan said coldly, "Quickly stop the cat peeing, if the old lady cries out, be careful with your skin!"

Jia Amnesty was most afraid of his father, upon hearing this, he slipped out of Xu's arms, stopped crying and only sobbed softly, looking very pitiful.The old lady Xu immediately stepped forward, "She'er Chunshan, it's not enough to see his third uncle cry like this twice, you go, go far away."

Jia Daishan didn't want to go, he apologized and said with a smile, "It's just to scare him."

Mrs. Xu still refused, and was about to continue to teach her son a lesson when Shi suddenly stared at the person on the bed and said, "See if his third uncle's eyelids have moved."

Everyone hurriedly turned their attention to Jia Dairu. At first, it was only a slight movement, and it was easy to ignore it unless they looked carefully.Slowly, the eyelids trembled frequently, as if he was struggling.

Mrs. Xu hurriedly recited the Buddha's voice, "Amitabha, this is about to wake up, the third child was woken up by the cry of the pardoned son!"

"Hurry up and ask the imperial physician." Shi Shi ordered, "I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some easy-to-digest foods."

Jia Daishan lightly shook Shi's hand, "Go, Brother Zheng should wake up too, you don't have to come here later."

Shi Shi nodded, and retreated out. Compared to the second son who was with her, a concubine's uncle was not worth her too much trouble.

001's program was finally finished, and the eyelids fluttered rapidly, and finally opened.

At this moment, he completely became Jia Dairu.

He was extremely fortunate that the virus program that invaded him could read the memory of the dead Jia Dairu, otherwise he would be blinded as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Let the old lady and elder brother worry, it's all Zigui (character)." He tried his best to speak in the original Jia Dairu way, although he wanted to add the word "I" in front to limit the subject, and he didn't understand the so-called "whether or not" Where is it not.

The way humans speak is too vague, and Jia Dairu can only adapt.

Xu Shi, Jia Daishan and the others did not have any doubts. Who would have thought that a person would be possessed by the system.

"Is Third Uncle hungry? I can hear your stomach growling like a drum." Jia Amnesty slid to the side of the bed, tilting his head as if listening to his stomach growling.

"Don't be rude!" Jia Daishan scolded the eldest son.

Jia Amnesty immediately shrank behind Xu Shi, in front of the concubine, Xu Shi did not disrespect her son, but just stared at him and firmly protected Jia Amnesty.

Jia Dairu didn't see the eyebrows and eyebrows between them. He held his stomach and felt it, "The stomach is not growling, but the stomach is screaming. Well, it's not the stomach that is screaming, but the water and air in the stomach." He said Feel it carefully, after all, he is not a human being, his feeling is more detailed.The muscles in the stomach are squeezing the water and air inside, which makes a sound like gurgling.

Jia Amnesty blinked his eyes, why did he think Uncle San was even more stupid than him?

Unaware that he was classified as stupid, he touched his stomach and nodded, yes, it was the stomach, not the stomach.His biology is not learned in vain.

"Third Uncle sleeps too long, he's a fool." Jia She said without hesitation.

Just as Jia Daishan was about to teach him well, he only heard Jia Dairu say calmly, "Your third uncle, I am not sleepy."

A few black lines slid down the forehead, and he also felt that the third brother was stupid. He was originally a nerd, but this time he was stupid.

It just so happened that the porridge came, and the girl who was idle on the sidelines had a place to use her skills.

Jia Dairu ate the first meal in his life and was very satisfied, but the white rice porridge seemed to be eating delicacies from mountains and seas.Looking at it from the sidelines, Jia Amnesty felt a little hungry.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, the girl stopped feeding him.

"You shouldn't eat more since you haven't eaten for a long time." Jia Daishan couldn't help explaining with a light cough as he looked at him begging for food like a puppy.

"Oh." Jia Dairu made a meaningless voice, staring at the clean bowl. It's a good person to be able to eat porridge.

He also asked him to pay attention to his health, and the three of them left, and Jia Dairu continued to lie on the bed.It's not that he doesn't want to move, but that this body is very weak now, and he can't get up.

But even when he was lying on the bed, he was not idle, carefully summarizing his experience as a human being.

The people here don't pay attention to grammar at all, and their faces are wrinkled into a ball. Can he be a human being smoothly?

Not long after, the imperial doctor came, touched his wrist and tugged at his beard, thought for a long time, then nodded slowly, "You are fine, eat some easy-to-digest food for the past two days, and you can get out of bed and try to walk tomorrow." look."

Jia Dairu nodded in response.

The imperial physician prescribed another prescription, "This prescription is for warming and nourishing, you can eat it or not."

Jia Dairu nodded again, he would be happy to eat more!After the imperial doctor left, he asked the girl to decoct the medicine according to the prescription, and drank a big gulp. Obviously, the taste was different from that of porridge.

"What's this smell?" A unique smell went straight to his forehead, but Jia Dairu was reluctant to spit it out, swallowed it and asked the girl.

"Uh, this is medicine, of course it smells like medicine." The girl replied in a daze.

Jia Dairu memorized it.

It took only two days for his body to recover, and he began to think about one thing, he needed a job.

Because 'crying' woke up Jia Dairu, Jia She ran to the Qingfengyuan frequently, and he preferred to ask Jia She compared to the girl who asked and answered.

"Where is the prison?" He asked Jia She, who decided to go to the prison to apply for a job.Speaking of which, he is still the most familiar with the prison, how to monitor the prisoners, how to divide the prisoners, how to make the prisoners work harder, and how to consume the excess energy of the prisoners.

So the first thought was to go back to working in prison.

"What are you doing in prison?" Jia Amnesty was puzzled.

"Of course it's to take care of the prisoners." Jia Dairu said.

Jia Amnesty opened his mouth and pointed at him for a while, unable to speak.

"You are a scholar, how can a scholar be a jailer." After finishing speaking, he ran away in a hurry. He wanted to tell his father that his third uncle was going to be a jailer. Wouldn't this embarrass Rongguo Mansion?