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

The class on the first day was extremely simple. After all, apart from Jia She and Jia Zheng, the others could not read a single word.Even Jia She is also a student-weary person. Jia Dairu thinks that making them like to go to school is the key rather than stuffing their brains with knowledge.Only by not rejecting going to school can you really learn something.

Finger reading, simple addition and subtraction, physical education, the three courses ended the first day of study.

The elementary school students are happy, and he teaches with ease.

Of course, homework still needs to be kept. Children have a good memory, and repeated finger-reading allows them to basically memorize idiom stories.The homework is that they have to read it to their parents when they go home, and he will check it tomorrow.

Almost every student has a small red flag on their foreheads, except Jia Dun.

"We must maintain good hygiene habits in the future." Jia Dairu said softly.

Jia Dun's eyes were red, he was the biggest among the students, but he was the only one who didn't have a little red flag, and it was the first time in his life that he felt shameless.

The students are all members of the Jia clan, so they all live in the back streets of Ning Rong. Ning Rong Street is full of kidnappers and almost no outsiders are allowed to enter. The servants guarding the gate at the corner gate of the Erfu do not eat dry food either.

It can be said that on Ningrong Street, safety is absolutely guaranteed.Therefore, a few elementary school students didn't need anyone to pick them up, so they went home together.

After all, no one will be like the young master of Rongguo Mansion, who needs a horse-drawn carriage to pick him up and pick him up along the 600-meter road.

Jia Dun didn't get the little red flag, and he was in a bad mood. There was wind on his feet all the way, and he and Jia were the only ones left to play on the last stretch of the road.There was only one house between the two families. Jia Dun stared at the little red flag on Jia Wan's forehead, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became. Even the little fat man had it, but he didn't.

All of a sudden, fear came to him, and he grabbed Jia Wan.

"Give me your little red flag!"

Jia Dunde's father was tall and strong, with bulging arms, and he absolutely crushed Jia Wan in terms of physical strength and seniority.

"Woo..." Jia Wan wanted to cry.

Jia Dun's eyes widened immediately, "If you dare to cry, I will beat you!"

"Don't beat me up, I'll give you the little red flag, and I'll give you the money." Jia Wan's fear of Jia Dun had been established since childhood.

Jia Dun got something and let go of Jia Wan.

He weighed the two copper coins in his hand, "That's right, you know the times, you will pay me protection money every day from now on, and I will cover you. If you sue your lord, hum..."

The threats are unspoken.

"I won't tell your lord." Jia Wan sobbed.

"Don't tell me, sir!" Jia Dun rolled his eyes and added.

Jia Wan was sobbing even more, he couldn't speak, he didn't want to go to school, but the story of the husband was very nice.

Jia Dun got the little red flag and money, and waved Jia Wan home.

"You, you go home! Remember not to tell the adults!"

Seeing that Jia Dun let him go, Jia Wan hurried back home.

Jia Dun went home with the money by himself, but his mother, Jia Zhang, found out as soon as he entered the door, "Where did you get the money?"

Jia Dun's heart skipped a beat, and he had a flash of inspiration, "I picked it up on the road."

Jia Zhang's face burst into a smile when he heard the words, "Oh, it's really different to go to school. It's strange that there is a golden house in the book, and my son has found money."

"Come on, give the money to mother, and mother will save it for you." Mrs. Jia Zhang made a gesture to take away the copper coins.

Jia Dun was dumbfounded, and hurriedly defended, "It's my money."

Mrs. Jia Zhang glanced at her son, "I can't lose you, that's fine, I'll cook you an egg later and make up for it."

Hearing that there were eggs to eat, Jia Dun fell silent.

His mother is very stingy and knows how to live. Eggs are not available every day.

"Two copper coins, two." Jia Dun held up two fingers, "otherwise I'll give the copper coins to Grandma."

Jia Dun talked about the conditions with his mother.

Jia Zhang gritted her teeth, "Two are just two, you won't be allowed to give your grandma if you find money in the future, you know? Your grandma lives with your uncle, and if you have money, it will be cheaper for your cousin."

Jia Dun smiled and handed over the copper plate.

"I was also praised by my husband. Look at the little red flag on my forehead, which was pasted by my husband." Jia Dun pointed to the little red flag on his forehead and said.

"Oh, my son is fine." Mrs. Jia Zhang took a look, her tone flat.

"You should give me another egg." Jia Wan said, "Or you can eat meat."

Jia Zhang jumped up almost immediately, "What kind of meat are you eating? Don't think that I don't know that you only ate meat when you went to your second uncle's house the day before yesterday. What do children eat so much meat? It's a waste!"

Jia Dun pursed his mouth, and he knew his mother was stingy.

Jia Zhang kept his promise and cooked two eggs for him. Jia Dun's father Jia Daixin was very surprised.

"The sun rises in the west today? Why are you willing to cook two eggs for your son?" He used the accent on the word 'two'.

Jia Zhang coped with it with a guilty conscience, "When I don't know my mother and you whisper behind my back that I treat my son harshly, will the meat falling from my stomach still hurt?"

Jia Daixin glanced at the eggs, "You're right if you think so, we are only one son, and we can only be healthy if we eat well. My mother lived with my second brother, and I always let her secretly stuff the boy with food. No light."

Sometimes Jia Daixin regretted marrying Jia Zhang. The life philosophy of the two families is too different. If I knew it, I would not pretend to be an identity. The big girl is not so petty.

Jia Daixin's economic conditions are more than the top and the bottom is more than the bottom in terms of Daqing, backed by the Ningrong Second House, no one will bully him.Not to mention that the house is his own, and he can get some things from the clan every year when he worships his ancestors. He is still diligent enough to get some work from the Ningguo Mansion, and the family is really not short of money.But Jia Zhang has been married for many years, and his excessive frugality seems to be engraved in his bones, and his own son is reluctant to give him an extra egg.

At first, Jia Daixin talked about her a lot because of this, but later he found that even if he said it, it would only last for a day and a half. It was really annoying, so he simply ate out when he could.Simply because his old lady had said from the beginning that she would live with her youngest son, he wasn't too embarrassed.

"It's good that you understand, the family does not lack that little money." Jia Daixin said.

In the next few days, Jia Dun could get back the money every day, and Jia Zhang only thought that his son was lucky, until one day Jia Dun asked Jia Zhang for money.

The seller of candied haws has arrived in the back street, and he rarely has money on hand, so he hastened to buy two bunches.

"Didn't you exchange your money for eggs? Where is the money?" The son was her own, but the money he handed over to her was definitely hers.

Jia Zhang is confident and confident.

Jia Dun was stunned, and was stunned for a while, "The eggs were bought with money earned by Dad, so why do you keep them for yourself!"

"Your father's is mine." Jia Zhang stared and said, "I gave birth to you, so don't I still owe you the money?"

Jia Zhang plays her unreasonable style.

You are not my mother! "Jia Dun was stunned, paused, and ran to the second uncle's house.

Looking at the direction in which his son was running, Jia Zhang knew that he must have gone to find his mother-in-law, so he was not in a hurry.Anyway, in the end, his son didn't come back with a round belly, so her family couldn't suffer.

The author has something to say: At least double update today, and I am still staying up late to continue coding.

I have always felt that the so-called right family does not simply mean that the money of the two families is similar, but that the family style and the way of dealing with the world are similar, and it has little to do with the rich or the poor.

I met a deputy project manager before, and he was in great pain. His wife never understood his interest in work, and even asked why he was tired, and whether someone was tired of carrying a big bag.She felt that engineering was the work of inferior people, and she didn't understand the meaning of an engineer at all.Therefore, when he asked his wife to go to the construction site to make materials (6000 yuan a month, the couple can still live together), his wife refused without hesitation, preferring to work as a clothing shopping guide in the city and get 3000 yuan a month.

感谢在2019-11-3020:59:01~2019-11-3023:30:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of small leaves;