"Sir.
Time flies, two months pass in a blink of an eye, and Chinese New Year's Eve is approaching.
Jia Lian took care of the housekeepers of the Rong Mansion early to prepare for the New Year.
On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, the Rongfu main house was in two places, from the inside to the outside, all of them changed the door god, the couplet, the listing, the new oil peach charm, a new look.
That night, Jia Lian came to the East Road Courtyard, met Jia Yu, and discussed the matter of worshipping his ancestors tomorrow.
Jia Yu's narrow eyes were half-narrowed, he glanced at Jia Lian, and said, "The old lady is ready."
Jia Lian hurriedly responded: "Yes, just wait for the morning of tomorrow, the old lady led the family with the old man, the second master and the eldest brother of Dongfu Zhen into the palace to pay respects, and came back to worship the ancestors after receiving the palace banquet." ” Jia Yu snorted a floating voice in his nose and said, "Outside the Zhuangzi, what did you send?"
Jia Lian said with a smile: "The left and right are just those from previous years, and the Yutian rouge rice and Binuo that the master likes have already been sent."
There are also some big deer, roe deer and so on, and they have also picked good ones and sent them.
The second master also asked his son to ask the master, if there is anything missing, just ask for it. ” Jia Yu picked up a few teacups, just took a sip, and when he heard this, he only felt like a fly.
But there are some things that are not easy to say directly, so you can only keep them in your heart.
The worse the mood.
Seeing that Jia Lian suddenly became hesitant, Jia Yu became angry and shouted: "Damn evil obstacles, sneaky, what are you thinking about unsightly."
What do you want to calculate when you occupy my land?"
Jia Lian was startled, and hurriedly said: "The old man is angry, where does the son dare to have any thoughts."
It's just that recently, there have been a lot of unpleasant things in the outside clan.
I don't know if I should tell my lord.
It's all about, about" When Jia Yu heard this, his brows furrowed, and he said, "Say something about it?"
Jia Lian's face turned pale and said, "My son doesn't dare to say it."
When Jia Yu heard this, he picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it.
Fortunately, he still has points in his heart, and he didn't smash it directly on his head during the New Year.
However, a cup of tea that was still hot was still hot, and Jia Lian looked in pain.
Jia Yu shouted: "The evil obstacle of the balloon, don't talk about it, watch your head" Jia Lian didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly said: "It's the people outside who said that the one in the ear room behind the rockery at home is abusing him, and he doesn't have food or clothes, but the nine-year-old child is afraid that he has been tortured to death."
He also said that all the mistakes were the fault of adults and had nothing to do with children.
It's true that Te is a little more vicious."
"Fuck your fart" thought that he was the biggest victim of the rumors back then, but now when he heard the rumors again, Jia Yu's face turned blue, and he said sharply: "Which nasty seed is chewing the root of the tongue?"
Jia Lian hesitated, and saw that Jia Yu was looking for something again, and was about to beat him, so he hurriedly said, "It's some old people in the clan, a few masters." ” When Jia Yu heard this, the furious look on his face froze slightly.
At the moment when filial piety is the sky, although he is not afraid of those distant elders, he can't do anything about them.
These old guys with high seniority chatter endlessly in the clan all day long, and they have a lot of right to speak.
Especially that Jia Dairu, who is square and pedantic, and has the most important courtesy.
Even his son, who died early, and the only son left, were beaten and disciplined at every turn, which made people have to obey.
Back then, Jia Cong and his mother were these old people who shouted to the heavens and the earth in the clan, adding fuel to the fire.
I don't want to make a fuss again now.
Jia Yu was panting again and again, but he couldn't think about it.
After staring at his teeth for a long time, Fang said sharply: "Go to the front and tell that beast to go to the ancestral hall tomorrow to worship the ancestors."
How many things have happened for this obscene obstacle.
Let those people see if the beast is dead or alive Send someone to send decent clothes over, and tomorrow the one who dares to lose me, be careful of his good skin" Jia Lian didn't dare to delay, and he was eager to leave this "strict father" quickly, so he hurriedly retreated.
East Road Courtyard, Rockery Rear Ear Room.
Jia Cong stood in front of the table and wrote carefully.
On the wooden bed, a child was lying on it, fiddling with a piece of rope in his hand.
Fiddled together, found that it was still a mess, and couldn't help but be a little discouraged.
He crumpled the rope into a ball of hemp depressedly, and wanted to throw it away, but after thinking about it, he still put it in his sleeve pocket, and then looked at Jia Cong, and shouted: "Jia Cong, your magic breaking technique is not bright, quickly teach me another one" The child is Jia Huan, and since he found out that Jia Cong can do magic, he is like a demon, and he pesters to learn every day.
It's not very patient.,Talent is average.。
Usually learn ten, only half or half a bucket of water.
Sometimes it shines, sometimes it doesn't.
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But when I watched Jia Cong's change, I felt fresh and interesting, so I often pestered him to change.
Jia Cong didn't hear it at the moment, and continued to write intently.
In his previous life, in order to exercise his hand stability, when he began to practice calligraphy, he had already entered the courtyard to work.
Even if he loves to write, he writes well, but he doesn't have much spare time to write.
I can only be busy and have fun.
Nowadays, it is full of free time.
In addition, the pen and paper notebooks sent by Jia Zheng are all first-class and top-notch, and they are extremely smooth to write.
Therefore, although the current situation has not improved much, Jia Cong's life is not bad.
He was addicted to calligraphy and writing.
After writing all the thirty pieces of paper today, he was still not satisfied with the pen, looked at Jia Huan, who had been humming and chirping for a long time, and was about to blow up, and said: "You don't have any patience at all, practice twice, and if you can't practice, you won't practice, how can this be done."
By the way, I handed over my homework to Mr. before, what did Mr. say?"
Jia Huan pouted and said, "You are really treacherous, you will please Mr."
I don't go to school anymore, and I still do my homework every day.
What can you say, sir, it's not for us to learn from you."
When Jia Cong heard this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and said, "Then, did Mr. ask anything?"
Jia Huan said weakly: "Do you still need to ask those people outside now, who doesn't know that you are dying of hunger, Mr. just sighed" As he spoke, he suddenly frowned and said, "Jia Cong, is this what you're doing again?"
Jia Cong twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, and said, "What do you think, what else can I do now?"
Jia Huan gloated and laughed: "Naturally, you are dying of hunger, and you can't even go out, what else can you do except stutter and stutter."
By the way, Jia Qing, Ming'er is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the near branches of the two provinces will go to the ancestral hall of Ningguo Mansion to worship the ancestors, will you go" Without waiting for Jia Cong to answer, he said with a sense of superiority: "You must not be able to go, but it doesn't matter, Ming'er, I will talk to your ancestors for you."
Let them smoke a little bit, bless you don't get trapped, and you can go to the South Hutong Market with me.
I'll be the host again, please eat something good.
It's like last time, please eat candy man, hahaha. ” Under Jia Cong's indifferent eyes, Jia Huan's self-congratulatory couldn't go on in the end.
If Jia Huan's mother and Aunt Zhao saw this scene, their jaws would definitely drop.
This rebel actually has a time when he is stopped by someone with his eyes In fact, this is also the reason why Jia Huan always likes to run to the ear room of the East Road Courtyard, because he really wants to find out how Jia Cong became like this.
It's a completely different feeling, as if it's a different person.
In his memory, although Jia Cong is a few years older than him, he is stupid and stupid, following him behind his ass all day long, wanting to eat snacks, where is the current appearance It's amazing It's just that I can't figure out the situation and can't figure out the reason.
He was impatient again, and after looking for two laps and couldn't find the reason, he put his hand away and gradually forgot about it.
But Jia Cong is still very attractive to him here.
Jia Cong's endless magic tricks alone are extremely interesting.
That's why he loves to run here.
The five- or six-year-old boy was just talkative, and Jia Huan was even worse, he didn't take a few quiet breaths, and he began to babble again: "Jia Cong, don't be complacent."
You think those people in the school will pity you Daydreaming They're all looking at your jokes and wishing you were starving."
"Whoever is watching the joke wishes that Jia Cong would starve to death" As soon as Jia Huan finished speaking, a voice came from outside the house.
Hearing the sound, Jia Huan jumped up from the wooden bed with a swish.
S: Explain the update issue again, it's the new book period, two updates a day, one update at nine o'clock in the morning and one update at six o'clock in the evening.
Because each book has a new book period, website recommendations for new book issues are much easier to get than recommendations after they are put on the shelves, and the longer the new book period, the more website recommendations you get, and the better the book's results.
You can look at other new books, some authors are more than 2,000 words a day, and they also have to extend the new book period by two or three months, in order to get more recommendations.
I opened the book on the 15th, and it has only been eight days to this day, with more than 50,000 words, an average of more than 6,000 words per day, and I haven't recommended a website.