It is said that Jia Yu Ye and his wife were preparing to rob the Rongguo Mansion, and when the family was personally the internal response, they found Jia Yu's former personal soldiers to help. Although Jia Cong envied the promising job of a thief, he was too young to participate too much, and he only saw Jia Siyi once. Later, Jia Yu often met and discussed with a group of relatives and soldiers, and never took Jia Cong again. Strangely, he didn't take Jia Lian with him either.

Just a few days later, Jia Yu picked up a homeless child on the road. for he was seen to be strong and honest; I also think that Jia Cong is naughty, loves to run around, and I am afraid that it is not safe; I wanted to prepare a bodyguard for him. He asked the homeless boy if he would sell himself, and he would rather die than obey. Jia Yu just looked at him and liked him, but it happened that he was also surnamed Jia, so he brought him back, only as an employment theory, and paid him some money and food every month. For a while, the Rongguo Mansion praised the good heart of the old man inside and out.

Jia Cong listened to Qian Qi talk about the origin of the child, so he couldn't give him Lao Tzu a happy ...... How can there be such an unreliable story! This old man is too good to be foolish. I saw that the child was eleven or twelve years old, and he was about to catch up with Jia Lian, and he was full of small muscles, and he could fight at a glance. His face was swarthy and swarthy—eight points similar to Jia Sishao's. There is no need to guess who he is.

Because he stood up and saluted the child: "Little brother, I am Cong'er, and I will ask my little brother to take care of me in the future, and Cong'er will thank you in advance." ”

The boy probably didn't expect him to be so polite, and he was at a loss for a moment.

Qian Qi snorted beside him: "Why should the third master be polite to him, if the master hadn't picked him up, he would have starved to death if he couldn't protect Qi Ming'er." I don't know yet! ”

Jia Cong said: "This little brother has the same surname as me, and he is the elder brother of the family." In addition, he was invited by the master to protect me, and I can't say that one day I will fight for me in the future, so I should thank you first. ”

Before Qian Qi could speak, Jia Cong asked him first: "Does the master have anything else to say?" ”

Qian Qi was stunned: "It's gone." ”

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Qian Qi had no choice but to leave.

When he went back to see Jia Yu, Jia Yu asked him how the third master was like when he saw the child. Qian Qi returned what Jia Cong had just said to Jia Yu.

Jia Yu stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly: "Very good." ”

Qian Qifang wanted to say a few words, "The third master has really lost the majesty of the master", and when he heard this, he immediately swallowed back.

On the other end, Jia Cong came up with a smile and took the hand of the new bodyguard and asked him quietly: "Little brother, are you the child of Fourth Uncle Jia?" ”

The boy was taken aback, and because he was a little reserved, he whispered, "Yes, I am his son." ”

Jia Cong shook the two paws they were pinching, and asked cutely, "What is your name, little brother?" ”

The boy said, "Because I am the youngest, my father called me to be my son." ”

"Oh." Jia Cong nodded, "Then this is a nickname." Where's your name? ”

Mi'er was stunned, and said gloomily: "We are a small family, and the children of your big families can't study, so what kind of big name do you have." ”

Jia Cong knew that he was a person who wanted to learn, so he said: "Aren't many Jinshi from small households coming from small households?" ”

Mi'er bowed her head and said, "That's also a rich family, where do ordinary people go to private school." ”

Jia Cong thinks about it and makes sense, in ancient times, education was a high consumption. Then he said: "Brother Er, you want to study, I want to learn martial arts, why don't you teach me to practice martial arts, I teach you to read and write, okay?" ”

Mi'er was stunned for a moment, and her eyes widened: "Really? ”

"Really! Although I have only just started to learn, I will sue you when I come back. Jia Cong stretched out his chubby little finger and said seriously, "Pull the hook!" ”

Mi'er hurriedly stretched out his swarthy little finger, and the two little fingers hooked together. Even in the following decades, the smoke of the beacon fire never let go.

Jia Cong then shouted loudly to make practice clothes, he wanted to practice martial arts. I asked them to make black and white colors, saying that white is handsome and black is cool. Because black and white are unlucky, red. After persuading him for a long time, he was willing to change to moon white and red sandalwood, and hurriedly helped him get two pairs of small practice shoes with mille-feuille soles.

Since then, Jia Cong has been kicking and running with his children every day...... He was still young, and he didn't dare to teach him kung fu. In addition, he practiced calligraphy by himself and taught a few children. Because he didn't know many traditional Chinese characters, but only one or two in a few days, Mi'er was extremely grateful and took more and more care of Jia Cong. Immediately, Jia Cong found that Mi'er was extremely smart, and he could learn it, and occasionally described it on the paper on which Jia Cong had drawn a picture of chicken feet, and the description was more correct than Jia Cong's original.

Jia Cong waited for his sisters to slip away to Li Kun's courtyard after school, and Lin Daiyu and Li Kun taught him together. Daiyu has begun to enlighten him. Because Jia Cong is a plug-in, he seems to be extremely smart, and because he doesn't know about ancient education at all, he has many doubts, and Daiyu has a sense of accomplishment when he teaches, and he looks like a little gentleman with a little face all day long. Naturally, this matter was not forgotten to be written in the family letter. Sanchun also often joins in the fun. Yingchun is naturally the most patient, even if he can't understand it for a long time, he only says "It'll be fine in a few days". Xichun was irritable and occasionally threw out a few words "stupid", which made Jia Cong look at it pitifully, and he was embarrassed again. When he visited the spring, he was a little eye-catching, and he looked at him in a daze.

Jia Cong was a little strange at first, but when he thought of Jia Huan, he understood, and quietly asked, "Brother Huan is also willing to come and learn calligraphy with me?" ”

Tanchun showed a little grateful, stopped talking, and finally shook his head: "Huan'er can't compare to you." ”

Jia Congqi said: "Where is it incomparable? If you talk about my aunt's raising, I am the same? ”

Tanchun stared for a long time, and said softly: "How can your wife take care of things?" Nor did he be liked by the virtuous king. ”

Jia Cong couldn't help but feel excited: Good guy, how smart Miss Jia is, she actually knows everything at such a young age. It seems that the master is not a demon at all, and when it comes to demons, everyone in this house is a demon. I'm sorry little frozen cat, brother, I can't do it myself, and I'll help you when I get a chance in the future. So I focused on studying hard and making progress every day, but I often had a sense of loneliness as a science student sitting in a liberal arts class.

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye. When Jia Cong was anxiously counting the days, Zhao'er suddenly came to report happily: "Third master! Our grandma is happy! ”

Jia Cong is overjoyed! "Really! Do you have a little nephew? ”

Zhao'er knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him, and said, "I have already invited a doctor to take a look." "He was also full of joy," the second master said, and it happened that it was about the day when the third master sent the handkerchief cake. ”

Jia Cong slammed the table, grinning at the root of his ears, and arguing: "That's not a cake!" ”。 My eldest niece, if you don't come again, uncle, I think it's a half-day cake filling for nothing. Busy rewarding Zhao'er with a penny, he went happily.

Jia Yu heard that the handkerchief "Zaosheng Guizi" hidden by the youngest son really caused the eldest daughter-in-law to be happy, and she was overjoyed, and immediately rewarded Jia Cong with fifty taels of silver; Jia Lian and Sister Feng thanked him for two hundred taels, and Jia Lian even said that his brother brought his son for him; Even Mrs. Wang Ziteng heard about it and thanked him for a hundred taels of silver. Jia Cong suddenly became rich.

In addition, many wives and grandmothers sent people to ask how and to what extent the "jujube raw cinnamon" should be ground and how good it was. Jia Cong naturally didn't have time to receive it, so he only blushed. The sleeves and other socializing with those big girls and little daughters-in-law, and let them just tear them off casually. He smiled and said: "If the spirit is not effective, people are not grinding." ”

smiled and said: "Since you want people to believe it, you naturally have to have some truth." "Then with red. The sleeves are two finely broken out of a lot of exquisiteness. How to choose materials, which one to grind first, which one to grind later, and what appearance to grind; When you knead it in one place, which one to knead first, which one to knead later, how to form a ball in the end, what kind of handkerchief to find, which corner to fold first when wrapping, and so on. It's really so meticulous and meticulous, Jia Cong's scalp is numb when he hears it. He also said: "Don't laugh, sir, if we say how to grind casually, people will think that we are hiding our secrets and refuse to sue them." That's good, they all thank the master from the bottom of their hearts. ”

Jia Cong thought about it, but the human heart was like this, so he didn't care.

At one time, boys of two, three or four years old in every family were grinding cake fillings, called "boy cakes", but it was true that many women were pregnant. Jia Cong thought about it, it was about a handkerchief pressed under the pillow, which played a psychological role, and both of them worked harder. Jia Cong didn't know how many thank-you gifts he had received for this alone, and he had never been poor again; Red. The sleeves also received gifts and received soft hands, and the private money was much more than that of mandarin ducks. Over time, this "boy cake" has become a folk custom and passed on to future generations, which is a later story.

That night, Jia Cong went to Jia Yu's house for dinner and came back, and Mi'er quietly pulled him over and said, "Third master, don't run around tonight." ”

Jia Cong's eyes lit up: "Do you want to start work?" ”

Mi'er nodded: "Tonight, the third watch will start, the day before yesterday and last night, my father has led a few uncles to step on it." ”

Jia Cong was overjoyed and said excitedly: "I want to see it." ”

Mi'er shook her head: "The third master is still young." ”

Jia Cong pulled him to be coquettish: "Good brother, take me to see it." ”

Mi'er only pushed it to Jia Yu: "The master said that the third master is not allowed to make trouble." ”

Jia Cong snorted: "How can I ever make trouble? This was originally my idea, but I was still too young to participate, and I was not even allowed to see it. Daddy is too much! Suddenly, he jumped off the kang and ran out.

Mi'er hurriedly chased after him, shouting: "Don't go!" He won't let me sue you! ”

Jia Cong cares about this, running fast like a rabbit.

Mi'er hurriedly chased after him, and it was easy to catch up, seeing that it was not far from Jia Yu's house, Jia Cong opened his mouth and was about to shout. Mi'er was in a hurry, came up to cover his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Master, good master, don't shout, I'll take you to see it!" ”

Jia Cong immediately jumped up: "Really! ”

Mi'er said helplessly: "Don't let the master know." ”

Jia Cong nodded vigorously: "I just watched secretly, and I definitely didn't make a sound and didn't let anyone know!" As he spoke, he stretched out his little finger, "Pull the hook!" ”

Mi'er directly grabbed his whole little paw and looked up at the moon: "The third master will go to sleep first." And he pulled the man back.

Jia Cong shook his head again and again: "Where can I sleep!" Just go and lie down for a while...... Brother I'll go by myself, what's the hurry, the master didn't find out. ”

The two quietly returned to the house, pretending to be tired, and got on the kang early.

Jia Cong held a Western pocket watch from Feng Ziying in his hand, and opened his eyes from time to time to take a look. At about two or three o'clock, the tent was suddenly opened.

Jia Cong got up from the kang with a bone: "Brother Er! ”

I saw Mi'er wearing a black night coat standing in the moonlight and smiling slightly.

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