Small drill wind patrols the red building

When Jia Amnesty was bullying Congcong in the porch with Xiao Zuanfeng in his arms, Jia Lian said, "Father, Brother Rong's family asked Bao Zhucun to send a post to Feng'er, saying that there will be a family banquet in Ningguo Mansion on Mid-Autumn Festival." .”

Looking at the fat bird drooling, he was so frightened that the bird blew up his grandson, Jia She held his grandson's fat buttocks and said, "This is a boring job, so I have to find something to do, right?"

Jia Jing's voice came from behind: "It's just that I'm tired of living, I have to die!"

When Xiao Zhuanfeng heard Jia Jing's voice, he put his arms around Jia She's neck and ran up, baring his head and shouting: "Second Grandpa, Second Grandpa!"

Jia Jing was so happy that he couldn't see his teeth, he snatched the little Zhuanfeng from Jia She's arms and weighed it, which made the child giggle, and he also said happily: "Our brother Zhuo's speech is getting more and more fluent. "

With unremitting efforts, Xiao Zhuanfeng was finally able to say some simple words, such as calling for someone, but it was only a few words that popped out.

This should have something to do with him being a demon. After all, demons generally come from animals. Before animal transformation, it is difficult to overcome the crescent bone in the throat. After crossing the catastrophe, you need to adapt well to speak smoothly.

Although he was unsuccessful in transforming in his previous life, he didn't know which side of his parents' blood came from the beast's blood, or it might be a talent that was forced out in order to survive, which made him able to talk and coax people early on.

However, after being reborn as an adult, this talent does not take advantage. Generally, children can speak simply when they are one year old, so although he is said to be blessed with precocious intelligence, he does not attract too much attention. Those inaccuracies were a coincidence.

Jia Amnesty and the others were very satisfied with this. He knew the truth that Mu Xiuyu would be destroyed by Lin Feng, and he did not point at his grandson as king or prime minister. As long as the child is safe and not as hopeless as himself in the future, that is enough. .

Little Zhuanfeng doesn't care what the adults think, all his thoughts are now on the oiled paper bag in the hand of the boy behind Jia Jing, don't look at it tightly wrapped, but don't try to fool him with the smell of roast chicken nose.

Seeing this fat baby staring at the roast chicken in the hands of the servant behind him with round cat eyes, the corners of his mouth were wet and obviously drooling from greed, he couldn't help laughing.

Jia Amnesty smoothly took out a handkerchief to wipe Xiao Zhuanfeng's mouth, and said with some complacency: "Brother Zhuo just follows me, and he likes to be popular."

Jia Jing curled his lips and said, "It's fine if you are greedy, as long as you don't learn from you and don't do business." Speaking of this, Jia Jing looked at Jia Amnesty again and warned: "If you dare to take Brother Zhuo It's crooked, believe it or not, I'll just peel and roast you."

After Jia Amnesty was finished, when Jia Jing turned to Xiao Zhuanfeng, his attitude changed 180 degrees immediately, and he smiled wrinkledly and said: "Brother Zhuo, do you want to eat?"

Xiao Zhuanfeng nodded sharply, pointed to the oiled paper bag and said, "Roast chicken!" That's a sure thing.

Jia Jing couldn't bear to covet him any more, so he smiled and said, "Brother Zhuo's little nose is a real spirit. The second grandpa specially asked people to line up at Li Ji's to buy it. Brother Zhuo, are you happy?"

Jia Zhuo, who has always been proficient in flattery, immediately listened to the song and hugged Jia Jing's neck with elegance, and smacked on that old face with a smile like a big chrysanthemum.

Sure enough, Jia Jing immediately laughed and carried Xiao Zhuanfeng to Jia Amnesty's study, and told Jia Lian: "Go, get the puree of glutinous rice wine that your father bought back a while ago. Have a drink or two."

As he said that, Jia Jing asked the boy to unfold the oil-paper bag, and he went up and pulled off a chicken leg and handed it to Jia Zhuo for him to eat, but Jia Zhuo tore off the meat strips with his little claws and gave each of them a bite. After that, He also pointed to the roast chicken and called it to his mother, sister, uncle, and aunt.

Anyway, he yelled everything he could think of, how could such a child not be painful, Jia Jing hugged him tightly and kissed him hard before laughing: "Our brother Zhuo is a good boy!"

"Brother Zhuo, don't worry about it. The second grandpa has already asked someone to buy it. Your grandma Zhen has sent it to your mother. They should be able to eat it now. Uncle Cong and Uncle Huan. Waiting for them to come back will be indispensable.”

Then Jia Zhuo pouted his little buttocks with a smile and began to gnaw on the big drumstick in his hand, even though his little deciduous teeth were not very strong, and they couldn't be worn out for a long time.

Jia Amnesty had a bad idea, dipped his chopsticks in wine and fed it into Xiao Zhuanfeng's mouth. Originally, he planned to watch Xiao Zhuanfeng cry when he was hot, but he didn't expect that he was a little alcoholic. He had been thinking about it for a long time but never got it Now, at this moment, the smell of wine finally took over, and immediately even the big chicken drumsticks were ignored for the time being.

Holding Jia She's hand, sticking out his small tongue to lick the smell of wine on the chopsticks, smacking his mouth, and hurriedly urged Jia She: "Dip some, dip some more!"

Jia Amnesty was also crazy by himself, so he just dipped some chopsticks into Xiao Zhuanfeng's mouth, and then took a sip himself, as if the two were toasting. Jia Lian frowned worriedly, and always felt that his eyelids were a little twitching.

The little Zhuanfeng here really overestimated his current drinking capacity, who still eats milk as the staple food. Before he tasted a few chopsticks, his little face was flushed with drunkenness, and his tongue was too big: "It's delicious, and I want it, grandpa, dip some Son! Brother Zhuo, eat!"

Jia Jing glared at Jia She, who shrank back to be a quail after getting into trouble, and asked Jia Lian to make another cup of sweet rose juice, and after coaxing Jia Zhuo to drink it, he quickly coaxed Jia Zhuo to sleep.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhuanfeng has long been used to drinking other people's milk, so he went to bed quickly, so as not to get hungry too fast, and couldn't find the next one to steal milk, so he didn't make any fuss, and fell asleep after being shaken twice. Because he was drunk, he even played a small snoring.

After calling the nanny to take Xiao Zhuanfeng back to the room, Jia Jing then kicked Jia She and scolded: "Shut up, what a good thing you did, brother Zhuo is only so old, and you got him drunk?"

Jia Amnesty knew he was wrong, so he didn't dare to talk back, and he didn't want to be reprimanded, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "What's Brother Rong's family thinking? Join in the fun, aren't you afraid of accidents?"

Jia Jing hated iron and steel and said: "You are smart and confused at the moment, Brother Rong's family must know your identity, and you have been indoctrinated by those servants, I am afraid that I don't think I am People from Daxia."

Jia Amnesty didn't understand: "What do you mean? You plan to treason? Then you have to be careful. She doesn't care if she lives or dies. Don't drag our Jia family to be buried with her."

Jia Lian guessed something: "Second Uncle means that Brother Rong's family also knows that the Emperor intends to make a fuss about her background, and is afraid that Daxia will send troops to Shanshan?"

Naturally, Jia Jing was too lazy to talk to Jia She, and directly said to Jia Lian, "There should be a reason for this. Although Shanshan is a small border country sandwiched between Dongzheng and Tucharo, its people are brave and good at fighting, and almost all women and children are soldiers. The national strength is not very weak."

"Their people are very united. It is normal to choose to sacrifice in order to protect the interests of the country. Therefore, in order to ensure that death is worthwhile, it is not surprising that they can bite off another piece of Daxia's meat by the way."

Jia She asked strangely: "You say there is a reason for this, but that means there are other reasons. What else can she die for?"

Jia Jing said, "You know Peacock Kingdom, right?"

Jia Amnesty curled his lips and said, "Hey, what the hell is that? It's laziness under the banner of eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha. Also, it keeps saying that everyone is equal, but my own country insists on classifying people into different classes."

"I don't know what our side thinks. They just want to find an excuse for themselves to be able to eat while sitting, and when it spreads to our side, they are preached like something."

After complaining for a while, Jia Amnesty suddenly asked nervously, "What are you doing asking about Peacock Kingdom? Second brother, you have finally become a Taoist priest, so you can't let it go."

"Is that little bastard Jia Zhen sick again? Who did she mess up with this time? Tell me, and I'll clean it up for you. I'll make that bastard kneel down and kowtow to you later to admit his mistake!"

"Second brother, we can't just look at bad things. Think about it, that girl Xichun is so filial. Brother Rong's child was taught by you, and she has recovered a lot recently. At least there is brother Zhuo. So it’s something to think about…”

Jia Jing didn't speak, just sipped his wine and listened to Jia's balabala. When it was almost time, he asked abruptly, "Who did that little bastard Jia Zhen get involved with?"

Jia Amnesty was still scratching his head thinking about what could make Jia Jing feel nostalgic for the world of mortals, and he said without hesitation, "Isn't it Youshi's..."

At this moment, Jia Lian seemed to have choked on the drink, and he started choking violently, which woke up Jia She, but Jia She was not very quick-witted, and now he laughed awkwardly at Jia Jing.

Just that laughter, even if it was nothing, made people feel that something was wrong, Jia Lian was so worried that he wanted to cover his face, he felt that Brother Zhen was cheated to death by his father.

Jia Jing glanced at them, and knew that these two people would never talk about it again, it was not an inch, and now the news was enough to go back and cheat Jia Zhen that idiot, after the unfilial son was dealt with, these accomplices would also Don't even try to run away, what a coward!

Looking at Jia Amnesty who shrank his neck cowardly, Jia Jing said calmly, "I'm not going out!"

After Jia Amnesty was stunned for a while, he stuck his neck and asked, "If you don't go out, why do you inquire about the Peacock Kingdom? It made me think you were overwhelmed and betrayed..."

Jia Lian hurriedly poured wine for the two of them again, sighing in his heart, as far as I am concerned, it's okay not to drink, but as long as you drink some wine, you will be completely out of control. Many store types.

In fact, Jia Lian is also quite regretful at the moment, and regretfully wants to slap herself twice, why is she greedy because she misses the head of the wine that her father just brought back.

The so-called tank head is the purest and most fragrant essence when brewing. It is also called puree.

It's just because this thing is rumored to be food, I don't know if it's true, but it's true that the winery doesn't sell it easily, after all, adding water can make a lot of money.

Jia Amnesty brought back a bottle of top-quality tank tops. Jia Lian didn't blend them according to the usual ratio because of greed, but added an extra drop, which made his father get drunk faster, and then sold them all. ,hehe......

The author has something to say: there are 150 Jinjiang coins left, and I can’t afford red envelopes