"Hahaha In the Mozhu courtyard, a burst of laughter of a little male duck came.
The long tail note can see the sour and smug of the laugher.
Xiaohong and Chunyan took Mi'er, Juan'er, Xiaozhu, and Qiuzhu to each other angrily.
However, the third master of the ring ignored all eye attacks and bounced back one by one.
Under the gaze of the six girls, he staggered into the study.
"Yo, don't you want to go up to the high platform, and then snap it to Brother Cong who fell hahaha" This unlucky child is really annoying, Jia Cong's kindness is angry, and he laughs angrily.
Glancing at Jia Huan, who was smiling and leaning back and forth, Jia Cong said: "You are not stubborn inside, what are you doing here?"
Jia Huan smiled and snorted, "I'm not here to persuade you to look at it." said, and really persuaded hard: "Jia Cong, just listen to me."
I can still pit you We were both born to my aunt, and I am a head stronger than you, and I have never seen you want to climb high branches all day long.
Look at you, now that you've been kicked back, how humiliating you are Now those stinky women in the family are laughing at you everywhere and saying bad things about you, which is ugly to hear.
When I came over just now, I saw that your grandmother was crying angrily."
At first, Jia Huan was triumphant and gloating, but when it came to the back, he was a little depressed.
It's a child in the end, and it's not bad to the roots Jia Cong is much calmer, and those tongues outside will not affect him.
However, there is always some dislike.
Come to think of it, the entire Jia family is spreading this word now He actually didn't care, he didn't take those who chewed the root of his tongue to heart, so what if the dog barked a few words But be careful about the people around you, you will be affected.
Not to mention Xiaohong and Chunyan, even the bad boy Jia Huan is afraid that he cares a little about him.
After thinking about it, Jia Cong explained: "Brother Huan'er, you also know that today's incident was ordered by the old man before, not by me.
Furthermore, what I do is not for fame or fortune.
Those people outside don't understand this, so they chew their tongues and don't need to be as knowledgeable as them. ” Where could Jia Huan understand this sharp edge, and looked at Jia Cong inexplicably.
Not for fame and fortune why Seeing that Jia Cong was obsessed, he grabbed the bun on his head and said angrily: "That's it, you don't know the hearts of good people, and I don't care about you."
Anyway, those stinky women are making fun of you, not me.
Aren't you afraid, I'll teach you what they say about you, and they say you're wild."
Before Jia Huan finished speaking, he heard a "pop" sound outside.
This was followed by a whining and crying, although it was suppressed, it was obviously irrepressible.
Jia Cong frowned slightly when he heard the sound, got up and walked to the window, pushed open the window and looked, and saw a few girls who had just stopped crying and cried again A tea cup, shattered on the bluestone slab in the courtyard.
Next to a few ink bamboos, a girl who was about the same age as Xiaohong and Chunyan, but obviously much better-looking, was talking to them.
Obviously, it is a "joke" that is now circulating in Xuejia Mansion.
This girl Jia Cong also knows, it is the daughter of Liu's sister-in-law, named Liu Wu'er. and Xiaohong and Chunyan are old acquaintances, and they have been stubborn in Mozhu Academy.
The long pole is very Peugeot, soft and delicate, and very delicate.
At this moment, the tears are not stopping, and the embroidered handkerchief wipes the tears, like pear blossoms with rain.
It's okay to have a sad face, but the look of resentment in those eyes is really heartbreaking.
But In Jia Cong's opinion, she is no more moving than Chunyan's desperate howl.
Because Wu'er was upset for her mother, Chunyan was crying for him.
Seeing that even Xiaohong was trembling and crying angrily, Jia Cong sighed in his heart.
He had always been an outsider, watching everything around him with a cold eye.
Therefore, we can do not like things, do not feel sorry for ourselves, and deal with them indifferently.
But now, there are a few more people around him who care about him, making him an insider.
Of course, this is warmth, but it is also responsibility Jia Cong is not afraid of this kind of responsibility, but he just wants to think of a way to break the situation.
He didn't want the people who cared about him to be so worried, so sad "Jia Cong, when I saw it, they must have heard those bad words.
I didn't expect that your two ugly girls were quite loyal and cried like that.
Tell me, how uneasy you are, if you go out with me today, there won't be all these troubles."
Jia Huan chattered.
Jia Cong glanced at Jia Huan a little speechlessly, knowing that these words were what Aunt Zhao said about him on weekdays, but let him write down what he was learning and selling today.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw a figure running in from outside the gate of Mozhu Courtyard in a hurry, panting and saying, "Third Uncle Jia Congcong."
Hurry up, hurry up and call Uncle Cong to come out.
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There are so many old men waiting for him in front."
Looking at the visitors, Xiaohong, Chunyan and the others seemed to have forgotten to cry, and they were all stunned.
It wasn't until someone came to urge them again that they came back to their senses, looked ecstatic, and rushed to the study together.
"Third Master" Jia's Mother House, Rongqing Hall.
At this time, because it was not a "simultaneous translation", Jia's mother and others learned that Jia Cong was persuaded to return the letter.
Jia Mu and the others didn't say anything, but they didn't hear it, so they let it pass naturally.
Mrs.
Xing, who should not speak out the most, scolded Jia Cong angrily in front of the Li, Zhu, Zhao and other in-laws, "not being able to go to the high platform" and "daydreaming of climbing high branches". still didn't understand the hatred, and talked about Jia Cong's life experience, and also took out all the gifts he gave today.
"Lian Lian'er knows that he saves monthly money to buy a good birthday gift for the old lady, and he is good, so he will write a word."
"It's really a lewd seed who doesn't know filial piety, I'm also surprised, a word can also be used as a birthday gift" "The old lady treated him like this, providing food and drink, and let him study in the Mozhu Courtyard."
"Who knows etiquette in this world can take a picture of words as a birthday gift" Mother Jia and Mrs.
Wang knew that Mrs.
Xing was weak and greedy for money, so they only blindly flattered Jia to protect themselves.
It's not surprising to say these words, but when she hears that she will give credit for treating Jia Cong kindly, on Jia's mother's head, not on the head of the second room, I don't know whether to be angry or laugh.
Do you play these tricks?
Just when Jia's mother couldn't stand this chatter anymore and wanted to stop it, she saw Liuli come in with two little maids, both holding things in their hands.
Liuli said with a smile: "Old lady, the person sent in front sent the birthday gifts of Da Sikong, Cao Shilang and Li Xijiu. ” Mother Jia took advantage of Mrs.
Xing's disconnection and hurriedly said: "Don't forget to remember the file, and return the gift in the future." ” Liuli smiled: "I can't forget, Lord Sikong sent a word" As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the Rongqing Hall became strange.
Everyone's eyes turned to the high-headed Mrs.
Xing.
She just said, "Who knows etiquette in this world can take a piece of writing as a birthday gift", but she didn't know that this was the great court, and he didn't know how to be polite Liuli was not as meticulous as Mandarin Duck, and he didn't feel the change in the atmosphere, so he continued: "Cao Shilang sent a box of good incense, and Li Xijiu gave a rare book of Buddhist scriptures.
I didn't know where something went wrong before, and the third master went back to Mozhu Courtyard.
I didn't expect that the eldest masters of Da Sikong also knew about the third master Cong, and they still knew it from the grandfather of Yansheng, and after meeting the second master of Bao, they wanted to see him again.
This will be my son, and the master is sending someone to invite it. ” There was silence in Rongqing Hall, and Mrs.
Xing's old face was so green that it turned black.
I only felt that I had been slapped on the left side of my face, and then turned over and hit my right cheek.
People don't go to the high platform to climb the high branches by themselves, they are invited Rongxi Hall.
Jia Zheng, Song Yan and other hosts and guests naturally won't really wait for Jia Cong alone.
That's too blunt, and Jia Cong doesn't have the qualifications yet.
He is not a Yan Shenggong after all.
When he and Jia Rong arrived together, the four treasures of the study had been placed on the various colors in the Rongxi Hall.
The twelve maids who were originally standing under the porch outside came in to study the ink, and the twelve servants were also busy spreading the paper and setting up the paperweight.
Song Yan, Cao Yong and others were discussing the title of the poem.
After Jia Cong came in, Jia Zhengti pointed out that he had seen the three adults one by one.
Song Yan, Cao Yong, and Li Ru saw their eyes fall on Jia Cong when he entered.
The eyes of Cao Yong and Li Ru seemed to be looking at what kind of prodigy could make Old Man Kong regard him as a genius.
And Song Yan's gaze has a bit of unfathomable meaning "Can you write poetry?"
Cao Yong asked first.
Jia Cong bowed and replied, "The students haven't learned it yet." ” Li Ru raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there Cheng Wen?"
Jia Cong bowed down again and replied: "It has not been written." ” Cao Yong and Li Ru looked at each other, and the others also looked strange, and even whispered.
Nothing, why did this kid fall into the eyes of the old man Is it because of his outstanding appearance?
Just when everyone was puzzled, they heard Song Yan ask in a deep voice: "What are you good at?"
Jia Cong slowly straightened his waist, stood upright, his eyes were firm, and said in a straight voice: "Although the student is stupid and reckless, the student's heart to learn, although he has not regretted his death
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