Since bluffing Jia Huan, Jia Cong's life has been much easier.

Although Jia Huan came to the last sentence at every turn, you bullied me and didn't raise me as a wife, Jia Cong was irritable when he heard it, but playing with Jia Huan still has a lot of benefits.

As an important supporting role to promote the development of the plot, Jia Huan's treatment is countless times better than Jia Cong.

Mrs. Wang is a well-known philanthropist, no matter what she thinks in private, her attitude on the surface is extremely generous and magnificent, and she looks like she is open-minded and regards her concubines and concubines as her own.

Aunt Zhao, although she is vulgar and unbearable, everyone is bored, but Jia Zheng just likes this, blows the pillow wind, asks Jia Zheng for some benefits, and gives Baoyu some eye medicine, which is originally Aunt Zhao's daily work.

In addition, Aunt Zhao dares to make trouble, even if most of it is a joke, but it can be in front of Mrs. Wang, how can Mrs. Wang not ask a question or two, there are exquisite and thoughtful people like Sister Feng, who can adapt to the situation, but Mrs. Wang also has times when she is not theoretical for the sake of decent reputation.

Therefore, Jia Huan's maids are generally obedient, the little ones are complete, food and clothing and medical care are guaranteed, and there is still a little scattered silver in his pocket as pocket money.

With Jia Huan by his side, Jia Cong's paper and pen problem has been completely solved, and it is still somewhat useful to have a father who has been good at reading since childhood.

Jia Huan followed what Jia Cong taught, and slightly revealed a little experience in practicing calligraphy in front of Jia Zheng, and the four treasures of the study that cost nothing were in hand.

Moreover, in addition to practicing words well and not insulting things, Jia Zheng also gave Jia Huan two sentences of experience in practicing words.

Of course, Jia Cong not only taught Jia Huan to fool Jia Zheng, but also taught Jia Huan how to fool Tanchun and Aunt Zhao, how to show weakness to the enemy in school, and how to bully back.

Although Jia Huan can be regarded as crooked at the root, when it comes to scheming, it is naturally incomparable with an adult writer like Jia Cong, who has been trained by historical online texts.

Not only is it one thing to teach Jia Huan how to make scheming fool people, but occasionally, Jia Cong will also be kind and teach Jia Huan some serious things, after all, Jia Huan is a boy, upright, and crushed by the general trend, such a slap in the face is the king of online literature.

So said a certain historical street writer.

However, Jia Cong is a relieving church, but in terms of attitude, he is not too enthusiastic about doing his best, the younger brother, it is better to be stupid to show the wisdom of the eldest brother, everything will happen, and it is inevitable that he will rebel.

Jia Huanyuan is a child who is not very valued, people say that he is stubborn, Tanchun is only angry that he does not study well, and Aunt Zhao who feels sorry for him, but he is keen to support him to make trouble with others, to fight with others, as if this kind of quarrel is the right way to do things.

Jia Huan vaguely understood that it was wrong, but except for Aunt Zhao, no one in this house had ever cared about him, shame or shame, it was all like this, and it was not bad if it went bad.

But after getting mixed up with Jia Cong, Jia Huan's little troubles have been solved, how can this not make Jia Huan understand the importance of playmates. "Where are you going, there's a ghost in this house!"

Aunt Zhao dropped the needle and thread in her hand, crossed her waist and scolded angrily. Jia Huan stood in front of the curtain and turned his head to look: "I'll go to Brother Cong'er to play." ”

Aunt Zhao's eyebrows rose, and she said: "Brother Cong, Brother Cong, Brother Cong, Brother Cong, I can't play there, I want to run to him." ”

Jia Huan stuck out his tongue, pointed to Mrs. Wang's house, and whispered: "I'll go to Brother Cong'er to study and do my homework, otherwise, my wife will ask me to copy the scriptures again in a while." ”

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she opened her mouth to scold, but when Jia Huan saw that she was about to suffer, she hurriedly made a booing gesture: "You shout out, it's noisy, I don't have to study, Ming'er will go to school, waiting to be punished by Mr." ”

Aunt Zhao wanted to spill but couldn't, so she had to smack fiercely: "Phew, it's your mother's lie." I crawled out of my intestines, I don't know yet, what are you? ”

Before the words came out, Jia Huan had rushed out like a sharp arrow, as fast as lightning, and he had long since disappeared, so angry that Aunt Zhao stared at her in the house, this dead rabbit cub.

At this time, Jia Cong was half-lying on the curved railing of the verandah, holding this book of poetry in his hand, and reading it boringly. ”

"What are you talking about?" Jia Huan, who was rushing over, looked confused, he took a few breaths, stepped on the railing with his foot, and turned over.

"Nothing?"

Jia Cong shook his head, sat up, jumped off the railing, and said, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go out and walk around. ”

"That, Zhao Guoji went home, no one took him, and he couldn't go out. A little embarrassed to raise his eyes to look at Jia Cong, Jia Huan scratched his head and said vaguely: "Or, go find Qian Huai and let him take us out." ”

Jia Cong pinched the book in his hand, "Qian Huai, my father and mother are in charge of that Qian Huai in the warehouse." ”

Seeing Jia Huan nodded, Jia Cong lost interest in an instant: "Forget it." Qian Huai's father and mother are the companions of the first wife, and often flatter the second sister-in-law and the second brother......"

In the original book, Qian Huai leaned on the situation to ask for Liu Wu'er, but Liu Wu'er didn't obey, so he hated and had to make a wish.

Most of these people who are too obsessed have mental illness, and Jia Cong is unwilling to deal with this kind of person.

Besides, Qian Huai's father and mother are not only in charge of the accounts, but also Jia Lian's biological mother's companion, and often walk around in front of Sister Feng, in case of anything, Jia Cong has to make up lies to deal with it with fear, which is a waste of energy.

"Alas!" Jia Huan understood what Jia Cong meant, sighed, turned around and sat on the railing, two little short legs swinging in the air: "Then what should I do?"

Jia Cong tilted his head and thought for a while, pulled the sleeve of Raja Ring, and said with a smile: "Follow me." ”

The two walked around the verandah supported by flowers and trees and walked to the gate of Jia Cong's courtyard.

It was deserted, and there was not a single figure to be seen.

It is estimated that he saw that the master went out to play, and the subordinates also took advantage of the time to find someone to chat and talk, Jia Cong didn't care, and led Jia Huan straight into the house, and took out a bamboo tube from under the cabinet, "Here you go." ”

"What is this?" Jia Huan held the bamboo tube, swaying left and right, not knowing why.

Jia Cong put the front end of the bamboo tube into the basin, slowly pulled up the wooden stick behind him, and after feeling the weight on his hand, he picked up the bamboo tube and pushed it hard in the direction of the window, and a stream of water sprayed out.

"It's fun, give it to me. ”

Jia Huan took the bamboo tube, pumped water, shot, stood by the window, and shouted: "Look at that bird, and that flower." ”

……

"This house is flooded, where is your nurse! ”

A man in his early thirties, covered in Ayara, although his face is beautiful and charming, but there is obvious meanness and suspicion between his eyebrows, which makes it difficult to feel good.

This is Mrs. Xing, Jia Cong's mother-in-law, and the eldest wife of Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Cong looked down at the water stains on the ground, the wet water marks, dyeing the floor in different colors, looking like a black and white work from the Art Nouveau period.

"Look at who is like you in this Manchurian house, like a living monkey, and no one stops...... If you spoil things, mold the house, don't go back to me, I don't have any money to fill in. ”

Later, the word no silver was Mrs. Xing's original intention, Jia Cong secretly glanced at Jia Huan and stuck out his tongue.

Jia Huan, who was sitting on the side, was cramped and uneasy, saw Jia Cong's action, glanced at Mrs. Xing, and lowered his head and grinned.

Mrs. Xing taught Jia Cong a lesson, and when she remembered it, she took a posture, half commanding and half threatening: "The master said, at your age, it's time to go to school...... When you get to school, you have your own husband to take care of you, if you don't grow up, you will lose the face of the house, and see that the master will not expose your skin. ”

Go to school, or Jiafu family school, Jia Cong's heart was trampled by 10,000 berserk pigs, although he has been mixed in the online literature forum famous for producing and pseudo-mothers for many years, but it doesn't mean that he is a or stk.

Jiafu family study, but the well-known Longyang Shengdi, its fame in the online literature circle, no less than a well-known park toilet.

Although he has been a □□ gunman, the sky proves that he really has never written a pure love article, and he never intends to write it, let alone accumulate materials in this area.

The protagonist wears the Red Mansion, sleeps all the way from the maid to the queen mother, the harem is very happy, he wears into the Red Mansion, let alone sleeping with the maid, unexpectedly, he has to worry about picking up soap! Passers-by have no human rights!

Seeing Jia Cong shrinking his shoulders and bowing his head, looking like avoiding cats and mice, Mrs. Xing felt satisfied, and said to Jia Huan: "You go back in a while, and ask your mother for me." ”

After saying this, a familiar mother-in-law came to say that Ning Guofu had sent something, and Mrs. Xing had just led people out.

"The eldest lady is gone. Seeing off Mrs. Xing, Jia Huan sighed with relief, and then danced in the room: "...... Great, we can go to school together. ”

Hehe, Jia Cong really wants to sneer, do you want to go to school together and watch the demeanor of Jishengdi?

Jiafu family school, actually did not develop into an osteoporosis health care association, from this point of view, the family school leadership is very well managed?

However, looking at Jia Huan's stupid little face, Jia Cong, who was still thinking normally, forcibly swallowed the spit back into his stomach and nodded: "It's good." ”。