Small drill wind patrols the red building

When Jia Lian heard Jia Jing's words, he had already learned a lot of things from his master, so he immediately reacted, but when he turned around, he was ashamed, because he was still a little complacent because of the little grades he got recently, and he didn't know So-called.

Jia Jing looked at Jia Lian's expression and was satisfied in his heart. There is still hope for the Jia family, especially when he saw Jia Lian's face and thought of Brother Zhuo, the smile in his eyes became stronger. He didn't have to worry about being shameless in the future. ancestors.

So he said again: "Okay, it's not a big deal. It's good for your career if a man does something outrageous and keeps some small tricks."

Jia Lian nodded and said: "What Uncle Jing said is that no one is perfect without gold. Master also said that if you want to gain a firm foothold among your colleagues, you must not make big mistakes. You will keep making small mistakes. Occasionally, you will have the same little habits. , it may let you gain a good impression, and maybe it will help you sometime."

Jia Jing praised and said: "Your mentor is a great talent. Asking him for key points and opinions on some issues in the future will be of great help to you."

Jia Lian nodded in agreement, and said: "Master went to the southwest with his father-in-law. In the first few days, he was really not used to it, and he was timid in doing things. Only in the past few days, he gradually got used to it, and dared to let go and try."

Jia Jing laughed loudly and said: "You are not as good as your father in this regard. He was much braver than you back then, and you should learn from it. Even if something goes wrong, don't panic. Remember your father is Jia She, the Marquis of Jia En. .”

The corner of Jia Lian's mouth twitched. This was obviously a joke to ridicule his father. Although he also knew some of his father's sand sculpture behavior back then, how could he dare to blame him if he didn't say anything about his father's faults?

In order to change the subject, Jia Lian said: "Uncle Jing, if Brother Zhen copied the scriptures, I will copy them too."

Jia Jing waved his hand and said: "What's the use of copying that thing? Even after your big brother Zhen comes back, he will only ask him to copy some of it as a sign, and donate some sesame oil money for the monks to sit directly in front of the Buddha statue and recite it." However, if you have the heart, you might as well copy the law twice to avoid committing a taboo in the future."

When Jia Lian heard this, he quickly agreed, and before leaving, he invited Jia Jing to eat at his house, but Jia Jing refused on the grounds that he was exhausted after a day of tossing.

As soon as he came from the small gate that connected the two houses, it was near the east courtyard of the courtyard where he lived now. He guessed that his fat son must have woken up and was breastfeeding at this moment, so he planned to go and have a look.

Unexpectedly, his son was directing the nanny to go out, Jia Lian looked up at the sun and smiled: "Brother Zhuo got up early at noon today, and you are full so soon?"

Xiao Zhuanfeng touched his somewhat suffocated stomach, shook his head and said: "I haven't eaten, I will eat later."

Jia Lian was shocked, and seeing that his son's rosy face didn't look uncomfortable, he was a little relieved before asking: "Then what's the big deal with you, it's all delaying brother Zhuo's breastfeeding?" gone?"

Xiao Zhuanfeng, who was in the nanny's arms, looked at Jia Lian's expression a little strangely, as if admiring him?mercy?gloat?Anyway, it's quite complicated, and I didn't let him hug me the first time we met.

Just when Jia Lian was wondering which play his precious son was singing, the little thing sighed like an adult, and took out a piece of the little kid's favorite pastry from his pocket and stuffed it into Jia Lian's mouth.

Then, without waiting for Jia Lian to be happy, she patted Jia Lian's shoulder with her fat little paw as if comforting, then pointed to the room and said, "Mother!"

Jia Lian was confused by Monk Zhang Er, and asked tentatively, "Where is your mother in the house?"

Little Zhuanfeng immediately nodded excitedly.

Jia Lian felt that something was wrong, and said again: "Your mother is in the house, and my father will take you to find your mother to play."

This time Xiao Zuanfeng quit, shook his head frantically, and even patted the nanny and pointed to the outside and called grandfather, which obviously meant to run away?

Jia Lian almost figured out what was going on in a blink of an eye, and immediately wanted to run away.

Xiao Zhuanfeng hurriedly pulled his neck and shouted: "Mother, Daddy, run!"

Jia Lian was angry and funny, and of course he was quite guilty. He planned to snatch his fat son to protect him from disaster, but Xiao Zhuanfeng saw it right away, and kept urging the nanny to hug him and run away.This nanny was matched by Mrs. Wang for Xiao Zhuanfeng, she was very discerning, and she also knew that her daughter could not really do anything to my uncle, besides, occasionally playing with a flower gun can be a kind of fun for husband and wife.

So, immediately hugged Xiao Zhuanfeng and bowed cooperatively and said: "Master, let's go in quickly, grandma is waiting anxiously, the old slave is going to see the master with my brother first."

After finishing speaking, the nurse hugged the fat baby and ran out of the yard at a speed that didn't match her round body at all. The dumbfounded Jia Lian could still hear the giggling of the unfilial son of his family, and secretly cursed the little brat.

At this time, Jia Lian realized that the courtyard was surprisingly quiet, obviously they were all sent out by the master, Jia Lian knew it well, tidied himself up in cooperation, and then went into Sister Feng's bedroom.

Little Zhuanfeng didn't know that his mother and his father were actually more of a joke, and he was still sitting in the nurse's arms and patting his own small breasts.

Jia Amnesty was about to finish his grandson's milk this afternoon, so when he came to pick up his grandson, he happened to see the little fat man with lingering fear on his face.

Immediately, Jia She let out a snort of laughter: "Brother Zhuo, what evil did you do, why are you so guilty?"

As soon as Xiao Zhuanfeng saw Jia She, he immediately stretched out his two little paws for him to hug, and after getting into Jia She's arms, he said, "I'm so scared to death, mother is waiting for daddy!"

Jia Amnesty was a little confused: "Your mother is waiting for your father, what are you afraid of?"

Xiao Zhuanfeng thought, how many males can bully their mothers like you?In particular, he had heard people say that his mother was a rouge tiger. He didn't know what kind of tiger a rouge tiger was, but it was a tiger after all, a tigress, and he couldn't provoke that kind of tiger.

I really didn't expect his father to be so courageous that he dared to challenge the patience of the tigress and secretly play with other mothers. Isn't this courting death?

Now he started to worry a little about his father, this is his dear, he won't be bitten to death by his angry mother, right?His chubby face was almost wrinkled, and he couldn't figure it out, so he asked Jia She, "Mother, duster, grandma?"

Jia Amnesty was a little confused by what was said, so he asked the nanny directly: "What did the two of them do, why did you scare my brother like this?"

The nanny suppressed her smile and said, "Grandma found out about Grandpa's cheating in the afternoon, just in time for the wife's house to have something to do before leaving. In order to make grandma happy, my brother handed over the feather duster in the beauty bottle to grandma. , and then let the servant walk out with the little girls in the yard, so as not to disturb the interest of Grandpa and Grandma."

Come on, Jia She knows what's going on, the little thing started the fire, and even handed him a feather duster, but now he regrets it, afraid that his father will be broken, and wants to ask his grandmother to come over to put out the fire.

There was nothing wrong with the left and right, Jia She smiled nonchalantly and patted the fat buttocks: "You little man, now that I think about it, I feel sorry for your father, why didn't I think of your father being beaten when I handed you the feather duster?" matter?"

Seeing that Xiao Zhuanfeng was really in a hurry, Jia She then comforted him: "Okay, don't worry, your father is fine, your mother is just trying to scare him, so you can't really beat him up."

Xiao Zhuanfeng was a little unbelievable. Among the tiger demons, the tigress was the most vicious. Every time he went to steal the milk of the tiger demon, he would see his male tiger being beaten to the side, it was miserable.

However, seeing Jia Amnesty's serious confirmation, Xiao Zhuanfeng became skeptical, maybe Yanzhihu is a relatively gentle tiger demon?But when he thought that his father might be fine, Xiao Zhuanfeng was a little disappointed?

Jia She, who was with him all day long, could guess what shit he was going to pout as soon as he pouted his butt. He knew his expression all too well, and was immediately laughed at by this fat dumpling.

Xiao Zhuanfeng reckoned that his father's life was probably not in danger, but then remembered that after waking up today, he was so scared that he hadn't had milk yet, so he patted his stomach and said to Jia She, "I'm hungry, I want milk!"

When Jia She heard this, he became anxious, and his fat grandson was very hungry, so he quickly touched Xiao Zhuanfeng's stomach, and found that it was flat, so he asked the nanny, "Masters are playing around, why do you still see my brother hungry?" abdomen?"

The nanny laughed quickly and said, "Didn't my brother just want to make room for Grandpa and Grandma as soon as possible, so he took the pastry on the table and urged the servant to bring him over to find the master."

Jia Amnesty was amused when he heard it: "You little thing is really exciting. Seeing things go wrong, you can run faster than a rabbit."

When Xiao Zhuanfeng heard this, he proudly puffed out the soft fat on his stomach, patted his chest, and said that he was considered a leader, how could those rabbits compare to him?

You know, such a powerful king promoted himself to Xiao Zhuanfeng as soon as he saw him burning fire, which shows that his talent is really good, can the little rabbit spirit compare with him?

This airy little appearance made Jia She very happy, but now the most important thing is the baby's grandson's belly, so he asked the nanny to boil the milk quickly, and Xiao Zhuanfeng followed suit: "Frost sugar, frost sugar!"

Xiao Zhuanfeng has long since stopped drinking the nanny's milk, either because he has some psychological burden, or because he simply dislikes the taste of human milk, and it takes a lot of effort to eat it.

The nanny cheerfully agreed: "Brother, wait here, this old slave will definitely make my brother sweet."

Jia Amnesty slapped his fat buttocks again, it felt really good, but he said: "You little bastard, you have a lot to do with your mouth."

Xiao Zhuanfeng hugged Jia She's neck with a smile, and took a sip. Jia She had no complaints at once, so he just smiled silly, and turned to Wang Shanbao and said, "let's grow some sugarcane this year in Zhuangzi in the south, so as not to save my brother's money." I don’t like to sip when I’m drinking milk.”

Wang Shanbao bowed his head in agreement, and secretly rolled his eyes, thinking, "Master, you are rich and powerful, and if you raise your grandson like this, other families may not be able to afford it at all."

At this time, sugar-making techniques were limited, and most of the sugar was made of brown sugar, while the white sugar was yellowish, and even less could be turned into frosted sugar. When my brother drank milk, he liked to add frosted sugar.

The most important thing is that a bowl of milk is enough for other people’s children, but their elder brother needs to use a pot to make calculations. This pot of milk is added to the milk that the elder brother likes, and it costs almost two taels of silver. Sugar, this is still a meal.

Their brother, not counting the supplementary food that he ate, just talking about the milk alone, he would have to eat three meals a day. With such expenses, except for this baby egg in their family, ordinary people really can't afford it.

However, their elder brother is really rare, sweet-mouthed, loves to laugh, never cries, especially when the elder brother is holding a milk bowl, drinking sweetly, and occasionally grabbing the pastry to eat two bites, don't Speaking of their master, even their slaves would like to watch it.