Grandpa's Obsession

Chongqing is mountainous, with four famous mountains: Daba Mountain, Wushan Mountain, Wuling Mountain, and Dalou Mountain; Chongqing is rich in water, spanning six rivers: the Yangtze River, Jialing River, Wujiang River, Fujiang River, Qijiang River, and Daning River; Chongqing has many emperors, generals, ministers and literati. It is even rarer to be a poet, Qin Liangyu, the only female marshal recognized by the imperial court in the late Ming Dynasty; but Chongqing has more of its own unique culture and art, such as Kunqiang, Gaoqiang, Huqin tune (Pihuang), Tanxi and Lantern opera, folk opera Associations such as Tiandihui, Gelaohui, Paogehui, etc., the food culture has produced various flavors such as spicy, hot and sour, chili pepper, sesame paste, garlic paste, mustard, red oil, sweet and sour, fish fragrance, and strange taste, all of which are thick and mellow Strong, but Yinhu's favorite is going to the dock teahouse to drink tea, listen to books and play with others.

Yinhu rides a three-year-old doll on his neck, and walks slowly towards the Ziweixuan by the pier. The Ziweixuan is a teahouse he often goes to. The little guy loves to listen, so he will let him go.People kept saying hello to him along the way.

"Master Ying, come to listen to the book again?"

"Yeah, the little guy can't cry!"

He pretended to sigh helplessly, the little guy around his neck refused to let him go, and grabbed his ear with two chubby hands: "Father, you are the one who wants to listen to it and pay it back! It's up to me"

"Hey, son, let go, your father's ears can't serve you wine!"

He pretended to be in unbearable pain, and the funny look of baring his teeth amused a group of people, and the little guy even leaned back and forth in joy, so that he had to tighten his little arms.

"My little ancestor, please calm down, old man!"

"I'm the little ancestor, I don't stop. You have to listen to me!" The little guy slapped him on the face triumphantly, "Over there, I want to eat sesame cakes and ham buns."

"Come on, you guys! I'll buy the little one for you!" Yinhu had no choice but to go to the small stall.Everyone on the side laughed.

He has settled here in Chongqing for three years, and the little guy has grown from a soft lump to a little sesame bun. He is only three years old. This little mouth is much more powerful than he was back then, and the twists and turns in his mind are more serious. many.My favorite thing is to bargain with people to make me feel bored.His father and son, the young father is handsome and elegant, and the young son is smart and cute. After a long time, everyone likes to talk to the father and son.Especially the little girls, the pink-faced young girls timidly said a word to him, then turned around and ran away in embarrassment.

It’s just that these neighbors all know that this young woman passed away due to dystocia, and the young man misses his dead wife and vows not to marry again. Although others are puzzled, they also secretly admire him. In addition, this person is knowledgeable and approachable, and he will teach everyone how to read and write. Painting or something, slowly won the respect of the people around.

Yinhu ordered two bowls of bean curd, a basket of ham buns and a Zhang of sesame cakes, and served the little ancestor to eat and drink.

In fact, the little guy has already learned to eat by himself, but he never does it himself in front of people.Instinctively, the little guy knows that their family is different from other families. Children in other families have fathers and mothers, but he only has one father and one silly uncle. Every time he asks his mother, his father will smile and say that your mother is looking for you Auntie.The little guy thought his mother was really dead and his father was coaxing him, so he couldn't bear his father's sadness.Therefore, every time, he always has to do enough gestures to let people see his father's love for him.This naturally also has the meaning of showing off to the children.Look, I don't have a mother, but my father loves me more than you have a mother.

Yinhu had just fed the little guy a steamed stuffed bun and drank two mouthfuls of bean curd, before he could take a bite, he heard the little guy say unhappily, "Father, that bad uncle over there keeps watching you!"

Hearing too much from others, the little guy also knows that his father is very good-looking, but his consciousness is vague about how to do it. Naturally, he has also heard that so-and-so likes his father and so-and-so secretly looks at his father. At this moment, the little guy is full of displeasure, his father is his, so what does it have to do with them?

"What?" Yinhu was busy peeling off a bun for him. The little guy only ate stuffing, and Yinhu let him go back outside but knew how to take care of him. Hearing what the little guy said, he turned his head and turned to the little fat Look in the direction of the finger.

Let people come and go, let the hustle and bustle be noisy, among thousands of people, I only see you!

Yinhu looked at the more mature figure, and for a moment didn't know how to react.After five years of lovesickness, only now did I realize that I had engraved that person into my bone marrow.

"Good boy! Don't eat, ah!" Yinhu picked up the little guy and walked in the direction of that person.

Yinzhen looked at the two people, one big and one small walking towards him, the excitement he had suppressed for many years had already turned into a raging wave, one wave was higher than the other, until this person stood in front of him, he stretched out his arms tremblingly Hold people in your arms.

"I'll take you home!" Yinzhen closed his eyes slightly, hiding all his thoughts.

"Well, go home!"

"Go home, go home!" The little guy screamed excitedly.Although his father may seem gentle, he seldom socializes with others on weekdays. Now that someone is a guest at home, he, the master, of course wants to welcome him.

As soon as the little guy spoke, the two of them came to their senses. Yinzhen still held Yinhu's arms, no wonder everyone around them looked at them strangely.

"Baby, this is the fourth uncle, called the fourth uncle!"

"Fourth Uncle?" Baby opened his eyes wide in confusion and repeated, "Is there still Uncle One, Two or Three?"

"Baby is so smart. Your father and I are ranked eighth. In addition to uncles one, two, three, four and five, you also have a seventh uncle, and several uncles. Remember to ask them for gifts when you get home!"

"Gift!" The baby's eyes suddenly became bright, but they suddenly darkened again, "The bad guys don't come to see the baby and dad. Well, fourth uncle is a good person, and fourth uncle is here to pick me up and daddy!"

Yinzhen couldn't respond.

He saw this little guy, but he thought it was someone else's child Yinhu hugged for fun, how could he suddenly call fourth uncle?What does it mean?How is this going?Why can't he understand something that should be clear to him?

He looked at Yinhu and then at the little guy who stretched out his hand for him to hug, his eyes were so obvious that he was asking for help.

Yinhu had no choice but to smile bitterly, and put the baby into Yinzhen's arms, and saw that the cold-faced fourth brother froze all of a sudden, he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, and his face was full of horror, fearing that the little guy would fall.

"Fourth brother, this is my son. I want Ama to give him his first name, and I will call him Bao Bao. This matter is a long story, alas, it's hard to describe!"

Yinhu's face looked like he couldn't bear to look back on the past, and Yinzhen felt a pimple in his heart, so he became uneasy. Could it be that Yinhu has found the person he likes?He wanted to get angry and angry, but he felt that there was no reason. He was already married, so could he stop the other party from getting married?Etiquette, law, filial piety and righteousness are all unjustifiable.

"Let's go, fourth brother, it looks like you came here in a hurry, go back with me and have a good rest, I'll cook something delicious for you!"

Yinhu said that the eyes were shining, and the little guy in Yinzhen's arms smiled happily: "I want to eat silver noodles."

"Okay, daddy will make silver noodles for the baby!"

"You learned how to cook?" Yinzhen was quite surprised.

"If I don't learn how to cook, am I waiting to starve to death? Shi San only knows how to eat!" Yinhu was annoyed.

"Why don't you find a few servants?"

After a few adjustments, the baby finally stopped frowning, but smiled heartily. Looking at this little face that was almost the same as Yinhu's when he was a child, his dissatisfaction suddenly turned into pity.

"Don't worry, the little guy is too small."

"Where's his mother?" Yinzhen frowned, even if he didn't go to hire a servant because he was worried, the child's mother would always be there, right?Or the child jumped out of the rock?

"Ahem, this, this, talk about it later, talk about it later!"

Yinhu looked around in embarrassment.How could he have the nerve to say that he regarded his friend as the fourth brother and thought that he turned over and made a little doll?And what the child's mother likes is that her own sister treats him with contempt, and the child is thrown to him as soon as he is born and walks away?This lets him say what to say.

What Yinhu bought in Chongqing was a stilted building backed by a mountain.The two-story wooden building is backed by the mountain, and a small fence is made of bamboo to enclose a small yard. Several stalks of moso bamboo are planted in the yard. There is a round stone table below and three stone benches on the side. The ground was thrown out with bluestone slabs, but many roses were planted under the bamboo fence. At this time, the fence was covered with morning glories. The small yard is not big, but it is neatly tidied up.

In Chongqing, the terrain has a large drop and there are lush trees. This small building is hidden among the trees. From a distance, only the flying corner of the roof can be seen.But the big banyan tree across the road from the small building is especially big, about the thickness of two people's arms. There is also a stone table under the banyan tree, four stone benches, and a long bluestone strip.

This hut is a bit like a hermit's superior person, Yinzhen is quite envious.In fact, Yinzhen has never forgotten the small house on the lake of the Fang brothers since Jiangnan saw it. But I can only think about it.The small courtyard where Yinhu was married also had the meaning of entrusting her feelings, but it lost that flavor after all.

It's just that I didn't expect that he didn't realize it, which means you did.Entering the small building, looking at the simple furnishings inside, listening to the rumble of the river outside.For a moment, Yinzhen only felt that if he could grow old with Yinhu, what a wonderful thing it would be?

The baby has always been well-behaved, when he saw an unfamiliar fourth uncle, he just ignored him in a daze, and pouted his little mouth.

He had already learned "Thousand Character Classic" and "Three Character Classic" at this time, and he knew some characters very well. Besides, Yinhu taught him without rote, mainly by inductive storytelling.Three or four-year-old children are just curious, and the baby has a good memory. He remembers all the things Yinhu told him about besieging Wei and saving Zhao, sneaking into Chen Cang, becoming a sworn brother in Taoyuan, and splashing blood on Shenwumen. Eighty-eight.

"Uncle Si, I'll tell you a story!"

Yinzhen was taken aback, looking at the child who was almost at the same level as his thigh, the baby held a booklet specially ordered by Yinhu for him in his hand, which contained his own notes, of course, Yinhu couldn't see anything Yes, they are all ghost symbols anyway, but the baby looked at his baby and was able to tell a complete story based on these strange strokes, and sometimes he made it up himself, which surprised him.

Bending down to hold the child in his arms, once he was born and twice familiar, now the stiff feeling is gone when he hugs him again.

Although he is not close to the women in his family and rarely has intercourse, he still has children. In the 34th year of Kangxi, the Li family of the side Fujin gave birth to the eldest daughter, whose nickname is Yueyue. The nickname of the first daughter of the family is Huanyou. In the 35th year of Kangxi, the Ulanala family and the Li family gave birth to the eldest son Honghui and the second son Hongpan. He never hugged his son once.

It was strange to see Yinhu's father and son being so close before.

"What story is the baby going to tell?"