illegitimate child

The next day, Song Ling was reviewing books in the study room. Mr. Luo, a little bookman, has five points of love and three points of respect for scholars. Every time he finds a new book, he always brings one back to Song Ling, and even pays a visit. All the famous masters in the capital, who are willing to come to Luofu if they are free, will be hired back at a high price.

Every time I go out, I have to show off to everyone, and the opening line must be, "My family's Ling'er is amazing, that's really good material for studying."

Even if he passed by when others were talking, he could always find a gap to insert a few words, "My Ling'er..." Now everyone in Shangjing knows that the newly found youngest son of the Luo family is a "good material" for reading.

Only a few people believed what General Luo said. Everyone generally believed that the good material in the eyes of the old man was probably an "illiterate" who could read and write.

"Second brother, look at me!"

A milky voice sounded by the window. Song Ling put down the book in his hand and looked at the window. There was a small person lying there. The two bud heads were tied with two pieces of pink satin, and the satin hung down to the white and tender cheeks, with a pair of watery deer eyes, which were bent into crescent moons, and looked at Song Ling with a smile, it was Luo Qianyu.

For some reason, this little girl abandoned her former favorite elder brother, and instead entangled with her new second elder brother. She often came to Song Ling's yard and stayed for most of the day. At first, Bai Shi even gave a few words of advice.Now as long as Luo Qianyu is gone, just look for them in Song Ling's yard, and find one.

Luo Qianyu was short, lying on the edge of the window, her calves couldn't reach the ground, and she kept bouncing in mid-air. Song Ling walked around behind her from the door, opened her arms to protect her, and said helplessly, "Qianyu, come down first."

"Okay, second brother." Luo Qianyu landed on the ground obediently, and ran into the study as soon as she stepped on her feet. When Song Ling followed her in, Luo Qianyu had already found a book specially made for young children from the corner of the study. The armchair is being pushed hard.

Song Ling hurried up to help, and placed the armchair beside Song Ling's desk, Luo Qianyu sat on it, turned to Song Ling and said, "Second brother, guess what good things I brought you today?"

"Which shop is the new cake?" Song Ling asked while sitting beside Luo Qianyu.

"You guessed wrong, it's candied haws!" As she spoke, Luo Qianyu took out two stick-shaped objects wrapped in oil paper from the small cloth bag hanging by her side, handed one to Song Ling, and then impatiently opened the other. root.

Song Ling took it and put it aside, got up and rummaged through the bookshelf next to him, answering Luo Qianyu's wild and unconstrained questions while searching, "Second brother, do you think Di Rong people really have three eyes and four hands?" ?” These rumors are often used to scare children who don’t sleep at night, “The Dirong people look the same as us, they are just a little taller.” “Then second brother, when I grow up, I will be as good as my mother.” Is it your doctor? I want to treat many people and save many people.”

Song Ling paused, there were only two options for women in the Li dynasty, either to twist their hair and become a sister-in-law, or to get married in peace and live in the back house for the rest of their lives.Women who were born in ordinary families were forced to have the opportunity to go out and do some simple work to supplement the family income, while women from wealthy families rarely even had the opportunity to leave the gate of the house.

Only on certain days of the year can one get a glimpse of the sky.

"Yes, in the future Qianyu will be able to travel all over the great rivers and mountains and become a good doctor who can help the world," Song Ling replied.While asking and answering, he took out a small sandalwood box from the depths of the bookshelf, took out an exquisite nine-link ring and handed it to Luo Qianyu.

Why Luo Qianyu likes to cling to him, Song Ling also couldn't figure it out, he doesn't talk much, his temper is not active, and he can't do funny things to make the little girl happy.

"Qianyu, why do you always come looking for me recently?" Song Ling couldn't help asking.Luo Qianyu was fighting Jiu Lianhuan, her fingers were almost knotted, she said without raising her head: "Second brother wants Qianyu to accompany you."

Song Ling took the book and sat back on the chair, looked at Luo Qianyu with a smile as if acquiescing, and said to himself, what kind of fallacy, he has survived the severe winter and heat in the five years since he was enlightened, and what he needs to learn is hard work. Living alone, the little girl came to him to hide and relax, and said that he wanted someone to accompany her.

Speechless, only the rustling sound of turning pages, the crisp sound of colliding with Yuhuan, and the occasional chewing sound like a little squirrel.

Song Ling felt that his sleeves were being pulled. He managed to divert his attention from the sea of ​​books and looked at the troublemaker. Luo Qianyu's mouth was covered with a layer of sugar scum. Maybe it was because he ate too much candied haws and his voice became greasy, "Second brother, my mother It is said that children who eat too much candied haws will not grow taller."

Luo Qianyu's eyes were glued to the candied haws that Song Ling put aside, it was hard to part with each other, she argued for herself: "Second brother, I don't think you will not grow taller."

Everyone knew that Song Ling was a child, except himself.

Song Ling handed the candied haws to Luo Qianyu, thinking in his heart, to find a reason to send the talkative little devil back.

Before he could think of a reason, Luo Qianyu on the other end spoke again. She was used to being greedy, and stuffed two candied haws in her mouth in one breath, her cheeks bulging, and her speech was vague, "Brother, Zhumu said let Ni go over there." .”

Song Ling didn't understand, "What beads?"

Luo Qianyu repeated: "It's Zhumu!"

"grandmother?"

Luo Qianyu nodded.

Song Ling was speechless for a moment. The little girl came with a mission, but it took an entire hour before she spoke.

He didn't dare to delay, and put a piece of rue leaf between the pages of the book he turned. This kind of herb can prevent insects and can also be used as a bookmark. Mrs. Bai gave him many pots, all of which were kept in the study. Watered, now it grows lush and green.

Looking down, Luo Qianyu had already started to lick between his fingers, he sighed and asked, "Are you coming with me?"

Luo Qianyu was so busy that she didn't have time to talk, she just raised her elbows, she was happy and lazy, her body was round and her hands and feet were like carrots stuck in a ball. Song Ling walked up to her and bent over to support her arms , It took two full efforts to pick him up.

Thanks to his martial arts training with Mr. Tian, ​​and the watery supplements he had eaten in the past few months, he would definitely not be able to hug this little fat girl when he first entered the mansion, he sighed again, thinking of Luo Qianyu would grow up to be a fat girl in the future, so he couldn't stop worrying, not because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to marry in the future, but because he thought that this fat girl would bear the name of Sister Song Ling when she grew up, which would be embarrassing.

The two staggered out of the yard.

Song Ling grew up slowly, but the ten-year-old was only half a head taller than the four-year-old Luo Qianyu, with lonely arms wrapped around her round waist, I was afraid that the arms would break.

Along the way, there were servants who wanted to help, but Song Ling refused. Seeing his paler face, Luo Qianyu couldn't help but said, "Second brother, let me go on my own."

It just rained heavily in the capital, and the ground in the General's Mansion was very muddy. Song Ling glanced at Luo Qianyu's new shoes. They were pure white and had a huge oriental bead embedded on the toe. He was used to being poor. , I can't bear to have such a delicate pair of shoes stained with mud.

"Second brother, let the maidservant sister hug me." Luo Qianyu suggested again.

"No need." Song Ling refused straight away, is he still a man if he can't hold his sister!

Finally arrived at the Panshou Courtyard, Song Ling died half of his life, he handed Luo Qianyu to the old mother who came up, holding his breath, not wanting anyone to see his distress, when the old mother went in with Luo Qianyu in his arms, he Then he bent down and gasped for breath.

When he entered, Luo Qianyu was already sitting on the old lady's lap and eating cakes. Song Ling seriously suspected that she was a rice worm turned into a spirit, without long legs, only a long mouth.

"Ling'er, come here quickly." The old lady cheerfully waved to Song Ling, and when he came to him, she grabbed some snacks and stuffed them into his arms.

Just as Song Ling greeted him with snacks in his arms, the old lady peeled a chestnut cake and handed it to him. The elder gave him an inescapable gift. Song Ling held the chestnut cake in his mouth, thinking while chewing, maybe grandma likes to watch people eat hobbies.

He was seriously ill twice when he entered the mansion. Some of his aunts gave them supplements, some gave them rare items, and his grandmother always gave some food in different ways. Sometimes it was new cakes, sometimes it was new dishes outside, with a variety of tricks , Song Ling had the final say, and he hadn't seen the same thing so far.

The old lady pinched Luo Qianyu's little butt, "Go and play for a while", then said to Song Ling: "Ling'er come with me, grandma has something for you."

After entering the old lady's small warehouse, Song Ling looked at the open wooden boxes on the ground, unable to walk for a long time.

The wooden box is made of nanmu, and several layers of wax oil have been applied on the surface to prevent moisture.

With a cursory glance, he saw several calligraphy and paintings by famous masters, as well as rare copies of ancient books. He was shocked, "Grandmother, these grandchildren can't have them." Grandma said it too lightly, and couldn't help but look at her more.

The grandmother today is different from the grandmother in the past. With a smile, she seems to be recalling the past, but also seems to be relieved. She picks up a calligraphy and painting, unfolds it, and touches it gently.Grandma's hands are no longer young, the skin is brown and wrinkled, and the years have engraved countless lines on the skin.

But Song Ling seemed to have seen a young girl stretching out her green fingers to caress her beloved many years ago.

"Ling'er, these are all left to me by my father. None of your uncles, including your father, are study materials, let alone Jinnian. It is not considered buried when these things are handed over to you." The old lady looked at with a smile. To Song Ling.

Song Ling saw in her eyes an undeniable love, his eyes were sour, and he said, "I will cherish my grandson."

at night.

Song Ling picked up a pen and wrote two letters.

He put the two letters in his arms and handed them to Su Di who led him into the mansion overnight.

One is given to the birth mother, and the other is given to the mentor.

No one knows what Song Ling wrote, but I saw a few words by chance, probably,

There are many people who love Ling, don't read it, please be blessed.