Da Laoye's Road to Internet Celebrity [Red Mansion]

The very caring Guangnao directly opened the post for him, and thoughtfully adjusted the browsing mode to children's mode for the old man who was in contact with the Internet for the first time.

Jia Amnesty is actually not very good at writing from left to right, but he has no time to think about it now, why——

/ I don’t listen, I don’t listen, I don’t listen, the experts explain everything to me, and I’m going to die, as long as I think that the little boy god is only three years old, and he’s going to start reading, I’m going to feel bad, and I’m going to write at the age of five. !What is that picture you just posted?Is that what the pen is used for?Do you want a wrist?Oh, by the way, what false age do they have!How old would you be without that one year old?How old are you now, and you are about to be labeled as not studying well. The father even mocked his son for his poor handwriting. He is simply a scumbag. I will tear up and tear up with whoever is whitewashing tear! /

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Just this one main building made Jia She's bad mood reach a new height!

I know all the words, after all, they are all translated, so why don't they look right?What's wrong with learning calligraphy at the age of three and practicing calligraphy at the age of five?Although the old man considers himself a scumbag, he is still very proud of his handwriting, okay?Jia Amnesty always felt a little wronged and didn't know how to explain, full of depression.

Noticing his violent mood swings, Guangnao directly opened another post for him. He felt that Jia Amnesty urgently needed this right now!

/Who can tell me why men in ancient times had to grow beards?What's so cool about this?Obviously shaving off his beard is an adult version of a little male god, why is it so hard to think about it? [The male protagonist with the goatee VS the male protagonist after removing the beard.jpg]*16.Look cute!The difference, the difference, the difference!Even if he is such a scumbag, as long as he is willing to shave off his beard, I will make him a male god, a male god!I beg the director, the screenwriter, and the stylist to take a look at me! /

No1 is obviously not a sheep, why is it so hard to think about it?

/ Seeing the landlord's resentment is so deep, I am relieved!I was originally on the father-son party, and I almost burst into tears when I saw today's live broadcast. The sugar came so unprepared, so sweet that I directly want diabetes!And is there really no father-son party like me?Look at the pictures! [Male protagonist after beard removal VS little male god Jia Lian is cute]*16/

N02 is father-son love not father-son love!

/I'll ​​go, is the one on Weibo upstairs?Looking at it from the same angle, the same expression in the eyes...these are definitely the real father and son, right?Otherwise, how could such a suitable role be chosen?I have blood all over my face!If I were a local tyrant, I would also publicly offer a reward for their communication number! ! ! ! /

MO3 Lian Meng Meng? You are too cute

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Jia She stared deeply at the pictures, especially the 16 comparison pictures of himself and Jia Lian.Of course he knew that Jia Lian was like him. When she was just born, Zhang complained to him that she was in pain for several hours, but in the end, this kid was not like her in any way.

What did he say?It is said that Hu'er is like her and her brother-in-law, so Lian'er must be like him.

Huer...

He almost forgot the appearance of his Hu'er. If he had got this God of Wealth at that time, wouldn't he be able to see Hu'er's appearance like now?

In the next moment, Jia Amnesty, who was caught off guard, saw pictures that almost made him collapse.

Newborn Jia Hu.jpg*10

Full Moon Jia Hu...

Jia Hu who is one year old...

And, Jia Hu who learned to walk and hugged Zhang's thigh!

He looked at Zhang Shi, then at Jia Hu, and the next moment tears were streaming down his face, his chest was so sore and dull that it was almost hard for him to breathe!

When Jia Lian and Xing Shi pushed the door in, what they saw was Jia She's eyes dazed and tear-stained face, which almost frightened the two of them.Jia Lian was a smart person, and hurriedly jumped over the Xing family and rushed to Jia She's side, saying, "Master, what's wrong with you, master?"

The optical brain cut off the connection between Jia She and Xingwang, and also caused Jia She to be awakened by Jia Lian. He looked at the anxious and worried younger son, and then thought of his eldest son in the picture he saw, his Hu'er last He just looked like a three-year-old child, and suddenly he cried out in grief, "My son!" Then he hugged Jia Lian fiercely and cried bitterly!

Jia Lian was so caught off guard by him, and he didn't know what was going on, but when he heard Jia She called him and cried bitterly, he was almost choked up, and he cried without thinking!

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the sound of the two father and son hugging each other and crying.

Although Xing didn't know what kind of evil Jia Amnesty was doing, she supposedly should go to persuade her nominal husband and son at this time, but that foot seemed to be rooted and couldn't move at all.She just quietly looked at Jia She who was crying but seemed to have lost his voice, and then walked out silently.

She understood Jia She's mouth shape, it wasn't that she couldn't make a sound, but that she couldn't yell out.

Huer...

It was his former eldest son.

only--

She looked at Jia Amnesty's maidservants who were waiting outside with serious eyes, who were they?Who reminded Jia She of his eldest son who died young?

The maids in the outer room were all frightened and stood with their hands down, not daring to show their air.

Jia Amnesty's crying in the room was still suppressed, but the crying "my son" and Jia Lian's undisguised crying before let them know what happened inside.

Even if the maids of Jia's mansion don't respect their master any more, but now the master's crying method is in the era of paying attention to the etiquette and law of the master worrying about the humiliation and death of the master, even if they have done nothing and don't know it, It can also make Mrs. Xing send them all away at once, and even sell them!

Jia Amnesty was in real pain, a heart-pounding pain. Ever since Zhang's death, his suppressed feelings were like a pustule in his heart being punctured again. If he could use one word to describe it, it would only be "painful".

My son, my wife, hurt me!

He choked up and heard Jia Lian's crying "Father" in his ears.

His eldest son, the first word he would call was daddy, with a babyish voice, and childish eyes full of admiration when he looked at him.

But Jia Lian grew up beside Jia Mu, and learned her rules, and called the old master, and he could only call it clearly after he was two years old. At that time, he didn't have any joy at all, so he could only pretend to be happy. Thanks to his little head, Mrs. Jia.

But now the yelling of father made him sink into grief even more recklessly, and after a while he lay powerlessly on Jia Lian who was originally hugged by him.

Jia Lian was taken aback, then quickly pushed him down on the bed, and when he saw him fainted, he hurriedly shouted: "Come on, hurry up and ask the imperial physician, hurry up!"

Naturally, there was a lot of panic outside, and lanterns were lit one after another, and after a while, someone opened the door to invite the imperial physician.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the imperial doctor Wang who came to see the doctor last time was invited over. Because Xing's family was not good at seeing foreign men, Jia Lian came forward to receive her.

After checking his pulse, he glanced at Jia Lian, whose eyes were swollen and scorched with tears that hadn't been wiped away, and he felt a little enlightened.

After taking the pulse, he wrote the prescription while explaining to Jia Lian: "The general's illness is a heart disease. In the past, it was all suppressed in the heart. These two times it burst out, especially this time, so crying, although the body's vitality was damaged for a while. , but it will be of great benefit to the long-term if it is taken care of. As for Lian Erye, who is young, don't worry too much, the general will also feel distressed."

Jia Lian's face turned red when he said that, he was indeed led by Jia Amnesty and poured out all the grievances in his heart this time. Although he cried a mess, he felt much more comfortable in his heart.

If my father was too wronged after holding it in for a long time, he would be as comfortable as him when he cried now, wouldn't he?

He solemnly thanked the imperial physician, and personally handed over the purse Xing had prepared, saying: "I have troubled you so much these days, and I even invited you over on the bed tonight. Don't give up."

Doctor Wang saw that he had pretended to be an adult at such a young age. In addition to such rhetoric, he found it amusing and funny. In addition, he often travels to and from Jia's mansion, so he still has a little understanding of the messy things about this family. Yes, I also felt pity for this little guy who died of his mother and didn't feel much love from his father. He not only took it with a smile, but also hinted at him a few words of comfort.

Jia Lian thanked him again for his kindness and took his words to heart.

After all, he had seen his father pass out after being overwhelmed with grief, and the relationship between father and son had skyrocketed recently, how could he dare to worry too much?

After sending off Doctor Wang, Mrs. Xing came out from the screen.

Because Xing also heard what the imperial physician said, Jia Lian didn't repeat it, but gave her the prescription and said: "The master is already fainted now, and my son is very worried. I have to stay with the master tonight no matter what. Prepare a bedding, and I will just watch under the master's bed."

Mrs. Xing first ordered Wang Shanbao's family to open a private storehouse to take prescriptions and get medicines. If there is not enough, they went to the palace, and then said to him: "How can you sleep on any floor at your age? I will order someone to move the screen later." Go out and change to a soft couch."

Jia Lian quickly thanked him.

Jia's mansion will be closed at curfew time. Even though Jia Amnesty lived closest to the gate and opened a separate door, Jia Zheng and his wife still had to know about the appointment of the imperial physician at night.

After the mother-in-law replied, Jia Zheng frowned and said to Wang: "Didn't you just say yesterday that elder brother is much better? Why is he seriously ill again?"

For the past two days, he was thinking about discussing with Jia She about the number of tribute students. Jia She is not in good health, how can he, a younger brother, bring this matter up when his elder brother is ill?It's just that if I don't mention it, I'm afraid it will be delayed for another year.

Mrs. Wang was quite aggrieved, "My sister-in-law said it, so I can only be my elder brother. Who knows that this kind of thing happened again tonight, I'm afraid I really take Mrs. Li to heart."

Hearing Wang's mention of Jia Amnesty's concubine who had just died, Jia Zheng couldn't help but stare at her, even if it was true, he shouldn't have told him!Besides, he didn't believe it. After all, if he really cared about Mrs. Li, why would he have a room full of concubines?It was too crowded to hold people.

Compared to Li Shi, he felt that Li Shi's dystocia reminded Jia She of Zhang Shi who also died of dystocia.

His former sister-in-law Zhang... What a pity that such a good person was assigned to his elder brother!

Suppressing the regret in his heart, he stroked his beard and said, "I'm going to visit the doctor tomorrow, so you have to prepare the medicinal materials. As for Zhu'er's tribute student quota, I can only discuss it slowly, or think of other ways." .”

Although the Wang family didn't know a few words, they had been husband and wife with Jia Zheng for so many years, so they still didn't know who he was and what he meant. They were just thinking about the number of the Wang family.

Her second brother, Wang Ziteng, is still childless, but he has a quota in his hand.

It's just that it is also the quota of her royal family, even if the elder brother's eldest son Ren is a little disappointed, it will not be Zhu'er's turn!

She agreed in her mouth, but she had already made up her mind to talk to the old lady about it!