Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

Jia Daishan also knows Yao Qianshu's talking about bumping into evil. Children are young, and they tend to bump into things they shouldn't see.

But apart from Jia Xiaozheng obediently studying at home, he even went to the next door, so what can he do?

The only non-human visible to the naked eye is Yao Qianshu.

"I don't know what it is for the time being." Yao Qianshu felt that Jia Daishan had been looking at him, and said bluntly.

"Tsk tsk, what a pitiful look." Jia She squeezed beside him, seeing that Jia Xiaozheng was delirious due to illness, and was still reciting poems there.

Jia Xiaozheng murmured, "The spring silkworms will not run out until they die..."

Jia Xiaoshe continued, "It's better to have a stewed deer tendon."

Jia Xiaozheng said again, "If the relationship lasts for a long time..."

Jia Xiaoshe continued to read, "Look at your brother."

The two of them spoke one sentence after another, Jia Xiaoshe was quite happy playing.

Jia Daishan: ...

Jia Daishan couldn't control his hands, so he finally raised his hand and slapped him, "Your brother is sick, Pi is very happy?"

"Isn't my wife here? Don't worry if there's anything wrong." Jia Xiaoshe defended himself, "I'll lighten the atmosphere."

"You're used to it, believe it or not, I go to your courtyard every night to relax the atmosphere?" Jia Daishan was almost grinding his teeth.

I don't care about your fucking gay, you fucked up in front of me.

It's still not a good dog.

After all, Jia Daishan was not willing to blame him for not being as dead as he was when he first came back.

Jia She looked at him in surprise, "Father, what's the difference between you and those wicked mother-in-laws who forcefully sleep between husband and wife?"

Jia Daishan endured so much, and he couldn't bear it any longer. Yao Qianshu took care of Jia Xiaozheng. He pulled the back of Jia's neck and said, "Come, let you feel the evil mother-in-law."

He is in his prime, and he has been on the battlefield for more than ten years. It is not a matter of minutes to beat Jia Xiaoshe.

The key is that Jia Xiaoshe dare not fight back.

Jia Xiaoshe scrambled with his head in his arms, running all over the yard, "I'm going to fight back, dad, why are you doing this? You're bullying a child!"

"I'm bullying you today. Unlucky boy, I think you're going crazy." If Jia Daishan hadn't cared about his image, he really wanted to beat him hard with the sole of his shoe.

Jia Amnesty wandered around and thought to himself why there is no tree planted in the younger brother's yard. Isn't this missing an important escape route?

As he ran, he said back, "I'm a wave, I don't need an oar to row, hey, how is it?"

"I'll let you know what's going on right away." Jia Daishan raised his hand and said, "Come here, take your Duke down for me."

Jia Amnesty said anxiously, "Damn it! How can you cheat!"

Yao Qianshu laughed straight in the room. This time, he didn't have to sacrifice himself to save Er Gouzi like saving Jia Daishan. He directly used his wealth to wrap around Jia Zheng's evil spirit, and then pulled it away.

But wealth is Jia Zheng's own wealth, and this child may be poor for a year or so.

Once the evil spirit was removed, Jia Xiaozheng felt much better, at least he wouldn't be stuck in a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

Faintly hearing Jia She's screams outside, he replied, "Don't hit my brother."

That's right, he's a good boy. We can give him more pocket money to subsidize him.

When Jia Daishan dragged Jia She, who was like a dead dog, in, Jia Zheng turned over and slept soundly.

"Is it alright?" Jia Daishan tried the temperature on Jia Zheng's forehead, it was still very hot.

"It's normal to have a fever, just drink two more bowls of medicine and you'll be fine. People don't smoke anymore." Yao Qianshu said, "It's just that he is old and not obvious. If he is a child, he will cry and cry, and he will know it is a collision."

Although Jia Xiaozheng didn't stop crying, he was talking nonsense!

Jia Amnesty lay on the edge of the bed and tried to poke Jia Zheng, but Yao Qianshu held his fingers. Yao Qianshu said softly, "Don't bother your brother, let him sleep well."

Jia Daishan began to feel that this ADHD appearance was not much better than the half-dead lovelorn state.

He chased people away, "Since you encountered something unclean, go to the ancestral hall and burn two sticks of incense for your ancestors."

"I'll go?" Jia She pointed to himself, "Isn't it appropriate? Just wait for Zheng'er to recover."

I just killed his beloved son and scolded him so much, I was afraid that he would smash me to death with a memorial tablet.

"Of course you go, your uncle loves you so much." Jia Daishan directly ignored his own father.

If Jia Yuan was alive, he might not dare to ignore him so openly, but Jia Yuan is dead, whoever sues him for being unfilial.

And the father is kind, the son is filial.

Why Jia Xiaoshe is so caring, filial and capable, it is his father's kindness.

The filial Jia Xiaoshe had no choice but to go to the ancestral hall to offer incense. He dragged Yao Qianshu through the small gate, and kept muttering that he should be well protected.

The ancestral hall was quiet and solemn, and it was still as clean as before he left. I don't know how often Ningguo Mansion is cleaned.

Jia Amnesty said hello to the guards, went in and twirled three sticks of incense, "I hope my ancestors will bless Zheng'er in peace, free from disease and disaster."

As soon as he plugged it in, the incense broke.

Jia Amnesty emptied the broken incense sticks and re-installed three sticks of incense sticks.

This time it didn't break, the incense went out directly.

"Hey, I'm not happy about this." Jia Amnesty took the three sticks and said to Yao Qianshu, "Look at the door, someone is calling me."

Now his wife doesn't understand what he wants to do.

But still obediently give him a lookout.

Jia Amnesty stepped on the grand teacher's chair below, stretched out his hand, and directly took off the plaque of the first Duke Rong, and then nimbly handed it to Yao Qianshu, "Hide it quickly."

Cash Cow: ...

To be reasonable, if it is the white robe with wide sleeves from before, where is the one with the narrow sleeves pinching the waist?

He had no choice but to stand at the door with his back on his back, holding Jia Yuan's tablet with two fingers.

Jia Xiaoshe said, "Persevere, I'll be fine soon."

He offered incense for the third time, and said reverently, "The ancestors are above, bless and bless Zheng'er, Qingming and winter solstice, what's the next birthday, I will offer you a lot of burnt paper."

This time it went well, and the cigarette curled up.

"Put it back when the burning is over." Jia Xiaoshe said to Yao Qianshu, "He really doesn't want to see me so much."

Yao Qianshu pinched the tablet, his eyes were full of smiles, "You don't want to see him either."

"That is." Jia Xiaoshe nodded.

"Jia! Little! Pardon!"

A loud rebuke shook the sky.

Jia Jing, who came in a hurry, was dumbfounded. He didn't even need Yao Qianshu to turn around to expose the evidence of the crime. He glanced at the god's seat above and knew that the one on the right of the center was missing.

Such a big gap is not blind!

"Are you going to heaven?" Jia Jing was so angry that he almost lost his breath, "If people spread the word, the reputation of unfilial piety will be suppressed. Do you still want to be a human being, and whether you want to have an official career!"

Anyway, close the door, this unlucky child.

"Brother, be gentle. I didn't know at first, but now I know everything." Jia Xiaoshe hastily dragged him over, seeing that his complexion was really bad, and gave him a pat on the back, "Brother, don't call me in the future." I, Jia Xiaoshe, seem so naive."

"Then you go and get a word." Jia Jing said speechlessly, and the three words sounded louder and more moderate.

For a while, the topic was pulled away.

Yao Qianshu pretended to glance behind the curtain unintentionally, and found that Jia Yuangui was trembling as he was about to get angry.

Seeing him look over, Jia Yuan immediately disappeared.

When the incense burnt out, Jia Xiaoshe put it back the same way, came down and said worriedly to Jia Jing, "What if he still hates me when he sees me while offering sacrifices to the ancestors, what if he burns out the incense again?"

Jia Jing was already a little numb from the stimulation, he looked up at Jia Yuan's uncle's memorial tablet, and said slowly, "...then take him down, and put him back after worshiping the ancestors."

Speaking out, spittle stars can drown their brothers.Whose ancestor tablet has received this kind of treatment.

But if you do it, people won't publicize it.

He was entangled and tormented here, and Jia She, who had completed the task assigned by his father, was in a good mood, and introduced him, "Brother, this is Mr. Yao."

Jia Jing looked him up and down, and suddenly said, "He has been found, where is your tree?"

Jia Xiaoshe: ...

He was afraid that he would frighten Jia Jing to death after he was mad at him, so he just said vaguely, "It's enough for the person to come back, and the tree will look for it slowly."

"Okay, stay for dinner?" Jia Jing said, "Today I made goldfish buns for Zhen'er, both salty and sweet."

"I'm dead." Jia Xiaoshe protested, "I won't eat today, the house is a bit messy, my mother and Zheng'er are both uncomfortable."

"Oh, ask your sister-in-law to visit your aunt tomorrow." Jia Jing rubbed his head, "Okay, do you want the sweet one or the salty one?"

"Salty." Jia Xiaoshe said without hesitation, "Is there any bunny buns today?"

"No, I'll take it for you tomorrow." Jia Jing said, nodding at Yao Qianshu again, saying hello.

It was the first time Yao Qianshu knew that Jia She liked to eat this kind of food, and he was wondering which modern varieties could be made for Jia She.

The two walked slowly back to Rongguo Mansion hand in hand, the sky was already getting dark.

Jia Xiaozheng woke up and was eating porridge, so hungry that he didn't even care about the image of a little scholar.

"Better?" Jia Amnesty asked with concern.

Jia Xiaozheng held a pickled melon in his mouth and said, "It's much better. Brother, I had a long and long dream yesterday, and I couldn't wake up."

"Eat first, let's talk after we're done." Jia Amnesty watched him drink a bowl, "Is it enough?"

Jia Zheng shook his head, a little embarrassed and said, "Not enough, I want to eat another bowl."

"What's the matter, why are you so thin-skinned." Jia Amnesty was amused by him, and went to the table to serve him another bowl.

Jia Daishan: ...That's because you are too thick-skinned, okay?