It is said that one of Jia Cong's grasshoppers made the two lose their jobs, and one of them is the famous Qingwen little lady on the Red Mansion spectrum, which is really a little sorry for Mr. Cao. He thought about it, but he really didn't have a rut, and suddenly his brain convulsed, and he remembered someone.

A few months ago, he personally slipped through the wall to listen to the corner of the wall, and heard that Feng Ziying, one of the legendary Four Heroes of the Red Mansion, and his father were going to be guests at home, and carefully planned a "genius children's show". Feng Ziying gave him a jade pendant that day, so that he could go to Feng's house to play. This is naturally polite, Feng Ziying is the same age as Jia Lian, how can anyone invite a three-year-old child? But since it's a child, you can naturally take the joke seriously. Jia Cong took the jade pendant and went to him to ask for a few guards.

Jia Yu was drinking with his concubine, and he was just confused, so he really let him go! only sent a capable person around him to accompany him, and instructed the good students on the road to take care of it. Jia Cong then led his two little servants Lan Xiang Ziguang and a group of minions borrowed from his father, and went to Feng's house.

Feng Ziying happened to be accompanying the guests, and when she heard that Jia Cong was coming, she suddenly remembered a joke he had at the banquet that day, and couldn't help laughing.

The guest was busy asking him what he was laughing at, Feng Ziying first said to the little maid: "Please Jia Sanye come in", Fang turned his head and said: "Let me ask you, the daughter-in-law of a mung bean wants to reconcile with him, he cried uncomfortably, guess what happened?" ”

The guest was stunned for a long time and said, "What kind of problem is this?" ”

Feng Ziying smiled: "He became a bean sprout." ”

The guest laughed when he heard this, laughed and breathed, and lay on the desk for half a day and did not come.

Feng Ziying sighed: "Isn't it just a bean sprout, why is there no one who is so right." ”

The guest shook his head, waved his hand to serve him tea, and pointed at him for a long time before saying, "You kid, when did you learn to tell jokes?" ”

Feng Ziying said: "This joke was told by the third master of the Jia family. ”

The guest was stunned.

Feng Ziying said: "A few months ago, my father and I went to visit the Duke of Amnesty, but I happened to meet this little boy sneaking in the study of the Duke of Amnesty and secretly tracing words. He bit the word "secretly" very hard.

The guest glanced at him.

Feng Ziying sighed: "A three-year-old child, who can coax out the two people who are guarding his study, and can write so many words in a hurry, is not easy." ”

The guest asked, "Three years old?" ”

Feng Ziying nodded: "Three years old, my mother has been gone since the last year." ”

The guest's heart was shocked. If his mother is still alive, or if he was taught by his mother. If no one teaches him......

Someone outside the room said, "Third Master Jia has arrived." ”

Both of them looked up, and saw Jia Cong's small stature like a dwarf ball, with his hands behind his back, with a tense face and a little adult, followed by two older children, which was quite the case.

Feng Ziying said with a smile: "I thought that your brother was back, so I asked a few friends to get together and pick up the wind for him by the way, and let him take you with me." ”

Jia Cong came up and made a gesture and said, "The little brother actually bothered first." It's just that Brother Feng invited me to have time to play that day, so it wasn't uninvited. ”

He glanced at it, and the guest he said and Feng Ziying laughed.

Feng Ziying pointed at the guest and said, "This is Han Qi, the son of Uncle Jinxiang. ”

Because he was a red mansion idiot in his previous life, Jia Cong, who was a trick in his role, remembered it clearly. This Han Qi and Feng Ziying appeared at the same time, and among Qin Keqing's funeral guests, they belonged to the list of "waiting for the kings and grandchildren to be countless". As everyone knows, at that moment, he clearly wrote in his eyes, "I know who Han Qi is", Feng Ziying and Han Qi immediately raised their eyes and glanced at each other.

Jia Cong calmly stepped forward to salute Han Qi, saying that he had "seen Brother Han". Han Qi's sons were only afraid that they were all older than him, but he was not polite and directly pulled a peer.

Han Qi hurriedly exchanged a few words and didn't treat him as a child.

Jia Cong's heart rang the alarm bell. After all, he is only three years old, and he is still the son of Jia Yu, the old bastard, and he is not one or two levels behind Han Qi. Han Qiruo despised him and ignored him, it was normal; It's not normal to give him face like this. In the final analysis, the traverser relied on the prediction of the later plot and the contempt of others to make a fool of his life. The main stories of Dream of Red Mansions all take place in the inner house, which does not help him much, he is a man; The most advantageous cover is to be young and have a small transparent identity. Now he doesn't even despise a pure dragon trick when he first met, and the copy behind him is really not easy to fight. Hey, needless to say, this Feng Ziying Feng Daxia is about a chatterbox, exposing himself as a genius child. Well, since you can't hide it, let's pretend to be innocent. Jia Cong simply ran to Feng Ziying and sold a cute, pulling the corners of his clothes: "Brother Feng, can you help me come up with an idea?" ”

Feng Ziying hurriedly asked what was the matter.

Jia Cong honestly told him about the grasshopper last night, of course, he hid the section that was supposed to scare Jia Baoyu, and only said that he was playful and loved the grasshopper, caged in his sleeve, and ran away somehow. Finally, he sighed: "That woman is okay, there is a man in the Hengzhi family, so he will not starve to death, but I am afraid it will be difficult." I've got red. Sleeve quietly sent five hundred dollars to her, only to say that it was red. Sister Sleeve herself saw that she was pitiful. That little girl, I heard that she was an orphan who fled somewhere, and our housekeeper and grandmother picked it up on the road, and she was not a few years older than me. Now it's cold again, and it's not known how many days it can survive...... "Evil, a worm starved to death of Fleur's daughter, and the fan could escape."

Feng Ziying listened and comforted: "It's just two subordinates, why should the man and the husband take care of this, the kindness of the woman is unacceptable." ”

Jia Cong muttered: "If it has nothing to do with me, whether they are wronged or unlucky, God will settle the account." I started with it, and I dragged others down. I'm afraid that little girl will die...... I didn't dare to admit my mistake to the old lady. As he spoke, he looked at Feng Ziying pitifully.

No matter how talented and intelligent, it's just a doll. Feng Ziying smiled secretly in her heart and said, "In that case, I'll find her for you, okay?" ”

Ah, that's right, I want you to find it! Jia Cong nodded vigorously: "Okay!" Of course! He also said, "Our old lady Taiji is Yan Kong, and most of the maid sisters in her house are good-looking, but it's a pity that I haven't seen what it looks like." However, as long as I am not tired and starved to death on the streets, I can't care about the people next to me. After speaking, he squeezed his eyes at Feng Ziying, which means, if you get your eldest brother back, you can keep it for yourself, you love to burn fires, love to sweep the floor, and when you grow up in the future, it will be good to look at her and accept her as a little wife.

Although she didn't know what Yan Kong meant, Feng Ziying also guessed eight. Nine is not far from ten, raised his hand and gave him a moment: "At a young age, my heart is not small." ”

Jia Cong smiled, and then waved to Feng Ziying and said "thank you", the matter was lost to him.

The purpose of this trip was achieved, and he couldn't leave immediately, so Jia Cong sat next to him and pretended to be obedient.

Feng Ziying looked at him and said, "Now that you're here, what do you want to play?" ”

Jia Cong held his cheeks and sighed faintly. I want to fight Warcraft, do you have it? I want to play the real three, do you have it? I want to watch La Liga Premier League, do you have it? Even if there is a scrapped circuit board and an obsolete multimeter, you can use it to measure the voltage......

Suddenly, hearing Feng Ziying shouting at him three or four times in a row, Jia Cong looked up with an "um", and looked directly at the inexplicable concern in the eyes of Feng and Han, and wondered in his heart. What happened to them? Hey? What is this on the face? Jia Cong raised his hand to wipe it - eh, when did the master shed tears? And so much? Why don't you know about it? He hurriedly wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and said with a forced smile: "I let the wind blind my eyes, it's fine." Brother Feng, let people close the window. He said one wall, and the other wall twisted his face to look at the other side of the window—it was too faceless, and it was all closed tightly.

Feng Ziying also smiled: "It's mine, no, I forgot that you are too young to blow the wind." "Feng An, close the window." ”

Feng An agreed, and really ran to open the window first, and then close it.

Jia Cong's eyes turned a little red, and he hurriedly thanked Feng Ziying, and by the way, he changed the topic: "What do the two big brothers play on weekdays?" ”

Han Qi said deliberately: "Bow horse riding and shooting." ”

Jia Cong pouted: "That's learning, thank you." We're talking about fun. ”

Han Qi pointed at Feng Ziying and said, "He can play." ”

Feng Ziying smiled: "It's just drinking and listening to the play." ”

Jia Cong became more and more uninterested, and said lazily: "Playing tops, putting paper kites, and jujuing can be considered play." You adults are really boring. ”

Feng Ziying couldn't help but walk over and pinch his cheeks: "Who made you small?" When you grow up, you'll know what's fun about drinking and listening to theater. ”

Jia Cong snorted: "Isn't it just playing with fans, my Lao Tzu plays all day long, what's more fun to play." ”

Feng Han and the others were a little surprised when they heard this, and they didn't know what to say to a three-year-old child for a while.

Jia Cong rolled his eyes: "You adults, you always think that children don't understand anything. Actually, we understand everything. ”

"Okay, good," Feng Ziying coaxed, "Third Master Cong understands everything, it's our adults who look down on you." He couldn't help but smile.

Jia Cong became proud at this time, and the corners of his small mouth were grinning high. But when children can say things like "we understand everything", most of the adults coax them into their mouths, and most of them think that they don't understand anything.

Jia Cong messed around at Feng's house until noon, and went back regardless of Feng Ziying's food.

I took a nap in the afternoon, and I also pretended to practice three big characters. Pity a science and engineering man who is used to typing the keyboard, and has to pick up a bulky brush to ruin his childhood. After finishing his homework, he found an excuse to wander around Yingchun, in order to meet Yingchun's nursing mother who bullied his sister, so that he could go to Jia Yu to complain. Today's luck is not good, the Wang Mama is not there, only ask Yingchun for two connections. Jia Cong was very discouraged. I just honored him last night with a pair of good things, and Jia Yu was about to be happy, and this would have been an excellent time.

before leading the red. Sleeve back to his room, Xiao. Xiang smiled and greeted him: "The little master is back, Uncle Feng sent a maid sister to the master." ”

Jia Cong was stunned: "What to send?" ”

Lan Xiang came over first to grab the words: "Uncle Feng sent a girl, and this son is waiting outside." ”

Jia Cong was speechless: "Which play is this singing?" Let's bring it in first. ”

Lan Xiang said yes and went out.

After a while, the maid sent by Feng Ziying was ushered in.

Red. Sleeve happened to take a look at her, and blurted out: "Isn't this Qingwen in the old lady's house!" ”

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