My name is Jin Zhihong, and my nickname is Preserved Egg.

The gap between these two names is really not ordinarily big, obviously, the big name was obtained by my father, and the small name came from my unreliable mother, who opened and closed her mouth and never left her mother.

My sister's name is Little Red Jujube, four characters, according to my father, my mother also wanted to give me a four-character at that time, but then gave up under the persuasion of my father, I am very grateful to hear it, otherwise I am afraid that she will take my nickname as a cold preserved egg.

Hey, I'm 11 years old today, and as the saying goes, when people get older, they tend to miss the old, and I think I'm the same.

After dinner, I went back to my room and took out the old booklet that I had locked up in the cupboard.

This is my diary that I have written since I was born.

I carried them to my desk, arranged them in chronological order, sat down in a high-backed chair, and began to flip through the lamp.

Teluk Intan 7th year, 7th of July, Weather: Rain

Today is the Tanabata Festival, and the lovely me was born, but it is really a romantic day.

My mother named me a preserved egg, isn't it cute?

When I was born, my midwife slapped me three times on the ass before I cried, which scared my father and mother, but fortunately, it was okay, and the midwife said that I was very healthy.

It's just that my four-year-old sister Xiao Hongjuo'er is a little unhappy, because she bet with Uncle Shi's sister Yuting that her mother will add her a cute sister, but I am a younger brother, which made her lose the private money she had saved for half a year, and she was very unhappy.

But I believe that I am so cute, and I will definitely be able to win her love and affection in the future. Hee-hee.

I was born weighing seven pounds and three taels, a real fat boy, a big and round face, soft when pinched, I feel cute, hee-hee.

I couldn't help but have a few black lines on the first page of my forehead, my mother's handwriting is notoriously ugly, I know this, but how can she write me in a girly way

Keep flipping back.

Anshun 7th year, July 8, weather: cloudy

The second day of birth. The weather is gradually improving. My mother couldn't get out of bed, so she sat in the quilt with me and hummed a little song to me. I feel like a happy child.

Daddy has also recently put down his official duties. Accompany our mother and son. He doesn't like to talk and looks a little weird holding me, but I still like him. Who made him so handsome?

My wish is to grow up to be as handsome as my father.

Me: ""

Anshun 7th year, July 15, weather: cloudy

Recently, my father has been very busy, and I don't have much time to spend with me, I feel a little lost, but I can't help it, who let my father manage such a big Jin family.

Hey, I'm a little unhappy, so let's go back to sleep.

Seeing this, I can't help but have a deep admiration for my mother's ability to conjecture.

But is this really my diary, not her own?

I flipped through the pages again.

Anshun seven years, the seventh day of August, weather: sunny

Today the baby is full moon

There were a lot of relatives and friends in the house, and my mother was busy greeting all day, and I was too tired to receive the gifts.

The baby should grow up quickly and then keep a diary on his own.

Anshun 7th year, August 15, weather: cloudy

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of family reunion, my father specially took my grandmother from the palace to celebrate the festival together, and my great-grandfather and grandfather came.

The family banquet is set in the back garden, and you can eat while admiring the moon, which is very elegant.

My mother cooked a few dishes myself, and everyone said that it was delicious, and I felt that my mother was great.

In addition, the osmanthus brew brought by Uncle Xinyuan is also good.

Speaking of which, I'm a little strange, my sister is Uncle Xinyuan's goddaughter, and it stands to reason that I can also be a godson, but my father firmly disagrees, and the man's thoughts are really incomprehensible.

Hopefully, when I grow up, I can live a simpler life and not be as complicated as them.

Anshun 7th year, August 16, weather: rainy

Today's weather is not good, my spirit is not very good, I have been dozing off, my mother is guarding me in the room, and my mother took the opportunity to go out with my father to listen to the play.

What a boring day.

But my mother and father must not think so, they may have gone to eat delicious food after visiting the theater, and maybe they played two games of chess after returning home, and then one of them won a game.

Anshun 7th year, September 9, weather: rain

Today is the Double Ninth Festival, I don't know if it's the reason for the heavy yin, I have been crying non-stop, my mother can't coax me well, and then my father came, hugged me and walked for a while, I didn't even cry.

My mother felt very incomprehensible and a little jealous, so I didn't write any further.

Anshun seven years, the third day of the lunar month, weather: snow

Haha, today I learned to call my mother, although it was vague, but my mother was still very happy to hear it, and I ate a few more buns in the evening.

It's just that I haven't learned to call my father and sister yet, so I'll continue to work hard to fulfill everyone's wishes as soon as possible

Anshun seven years, the thirtieth month of the lunar month, weather: sunny

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, the government should arrange trivial matters, and the reunion dinner in the evening is another big family gathering to eat, but the mother is tired enough, and I haven't freed up my hand to hug me all day.

Today, my mother gave me a new set of cotton clothes and new tiger head shoes, as well as a tiger head hat, which lined my tiger head.

My sister is also very good-looking today, wearing a bright red jacket with two pigtails, so beautiful

Although she is only four years old this year, she can already read the Three Character Sutra, which is so amazing, I want to be like my sister when I grow up.

Parenthesis: The above is written by my sister after she was coquettish, and forced her mother to write it.

In the eighth year of Anshun, the fifteenth day of the first month, the weather: sunny

Today is the Shangyuan Festival, and my mother made a sweet Lantern Festival. It's a pity that children can't eat Lantern Festival, hey, I really want to try my mother's handiwork.

At night, my father took my mother and sister out to see the lanterns, and left me alone at home, not because my mother didn't love me, but because the wind outside was a little strong, and my mother was afraid of freezing my little me.

I understand my mother's good intentions.

In the eighth year of Anshun, the fifth day of the fifth month of May, the weather: rain

On such a rainy day. I learned to walk

I walked a few steps in one go

Daddy said I was a few months ahead of the average child. It can be seen that I am very talented, and I will definitely be a material for martial arts training in the future.

My sister said on the side that she also learned to walk when she was ten months old, and she also wanted to learn martial arts.

Ay. How should my mother tell her? It was just a white lie to comfort her. After all, she only learned to walk when she was fifteen months old.

But it feels good to be able to walk.

In the eighth year of Anshun, on the first day of the lunar month, the weather: sunny

My path is getting more and more stable. Compared to being in my mother's arms, I prefer to play with my sister behind her.

Looking at my little back, my mother suddenly thought a little sadly, if only I would always be the baby in her arms.

But I'm the little son of the Jin State Mansion, and I'll have to do many, many big things in the future, and I won't be able to grow up forever.

Hey, let's go for it, clench your fists.

The corners of my mouth twitched, some wanted to laugh, and some were heartwarming.

Flipping back intermittently, I realized more and more that her me, more and more, was more like herself.

After watching it for about half an hour, I finally turned to the birthday of my fourth year

In the eleventh year of Anshun, the seventh day of July, the weather: sunny

I'm four years old today, hmph, I don't know the three-character scripture, and I still know how to think.

I learned to write my name and some other simple big characters, but because I know too little, the diary is still written by my mother, but from today on, the content of the diary is determined by me, that is, I will read, and my mother will write it

Today I turned four years old, very happy, the elders sent a lot of things I liked, the most satisfying of them is the small wooden bow given by my great-grandfather, who really knows me, Mo Ruo's great-grandfather also.

Parenthesis: The style of painting has changed, will my son grow up to be an old cadre like his father?

In the 11th year of Anshun, July 12, the weather: sunny

It's still me who reads it, and my mother writes it.

Today I entered the second palace, my grandmother hugged me and talked for a while, and my sister asked on the side, whether my grandmother liked me a little more, or she liked me a little more.

It made me feel that she was a very naïve little girl who would ask such a difficult question.

The grandmother said that they all liked it the same, and she asked who was better-looking.

Grandmother didn't answer, and I think she must have been speechless.

I'm a man, how can I describe it with a good look.

Hey, for that little girl who carries a small mirror all day long, I really don't want to admit that she is my biological sister.

Mother, don't persuade me, just write the truth.

Parenthesis: Okay

In the twelfth year of Anshun, the second day of the first month of March, the weather: cloudy

Have you noticed that the font has suddenly become more pleasing to the eye, because the diary is finally completely under my control?

These days, in order to get the exclusive management of the diary as soon as possible, I have been working hard to learn to write, and today my mother passed my school examination, and finally agreed.

On the first day, I was a little excited to write a diary myself, so I would like to say something

Well, I read and write every day, eat and sleep, and there seems to be nothing new.

Ah, I suddenly found myself a very boring person

How can this work, I'm only five years old

No, you have to do something new tomorrow

In the twelfth year of Anshun, the third day of the third month of March, weather: rain

I was going to go out to play today, but I didn't expect it to rain heavily, and it seems that God really destined me to be a boring child.

My mother couldn't bear to see me lost, so she specially asked someone to bring nine links over to let me play.

But it's such a simple thing, I didn't play it anymore when I was three years old, okay?

But seeing the care on her face, I could only pretend that I couldn't solve it.

Hey, it's so tiring to be a man.

In the twelfth year of Anshun, on the fifth day of April, the weather: sunny

Today I had a quarrel with my sister, and it was very unpleasant.

In fact. I didn't mean to break her shuttlecock.

But it doesn't make sense to say that now, because the mistake has already been made, and I didn't apologize at the time.

I regret it a little, but who made me a face-loving person.

In the twelfth year of Anshun, on the sixth day of April, the weather: sunny

Today, my mother coaxed me to apologize to my sister, but my sister refused to forgive me easily, she said that girls should have some principles, otherwise people will think that she is a bully, for a sister like her. I really feel so helpless.

Afterwards. My father gave me an education, and he told me that it is not a bad thing for a man to save face, but it is the courage to admit his mistakes that are the real man. To be a man, you must be responsible.

I think he has a point.

But how would he know that I didn't apologize to my sister in time yesterday. It's because I love face too much

I think some of the seven forgot how to write stilts. So I asked him.

As a result, he told me that his mother told him.

In this way, my mother actually peeked at my diary while I was asleep

I'm very angry. I found my mother, and when I saw that the general trend was gone, I was a very honest man who admitted her mistake and apologized to me.

It's just that I don't know why, my father, who told the truth, was driven to sleep in the study that night.

Is it also wrong to tell the truth?

I think he's quite innocent.

In the thirteenth year of Anshun, on the seventh day of July, the weather: sunny

It's my birthday again, I'm six years old this year, and the older I get, the more I feel that my birthday is not interesting.

The only thing worth mentioning is that this year's birthday uncle and aunt also rushed over from Xiling, and they also had a son, who had just turned two years old, a little chubby, walking unsteadily, shaking and shaking, like a tumbler.

Seriously, when he laughs, he looks pretty silly.

I guess I wasn't as stupid as he was when I was a kid

No, it's not good to talk bad about people behind your back, cousin, cousin, I can't compensate you here.

Actually, you're not stupid, you're just a little fat.

In the 14th year of Anshun, June 15, the weather: cloudy

Today, my father and mother quarreled, and the atmosphere in the entire Jin State Mansion was very depressing, and this was the first time I witnessed them quarrel since I was born.

The reason seems to be because Uncle Xinyuan gave his mother a string of jade beads.

There was nothing to send jade beads, but he gave them to his father without telling them.

After Uncle Xinyuan's eyes were cured, he didn't get married, and being alone always reminds people of something, and I probably caught something from my father's words and deeds at that time, and he seemed to be jealous.

But Uncle Xinyuan can't blame him for not getting married, it's really because no good girl is willing to marry him.

Hey, it seems that in order to solve the family conflict from the root, it is still necessary to solve Uncle Xinyuan's lifelong event.

Discuss with her sister, after all, that is her godfather, and she should worry about it.

It's not easy for me to work for this family.

In the fourteenth year of Anshun, the seventh day of July, the weather: sunny

It's my birthday again, but this birthday is destined to be different from the past.

After the last Yuzhu incident, my father apologized to my mother seriously and admitted my impulse, and my mother also apologized to my father, saying that she should not accept a bachelor's gift.

Since then, my father and mother have united and become interested in Uncle Xinyuan's family affairs.

Uncle Xinyuan must not have expected this kind of result

In the end, adults are still more efficient than us young people, but after half a month's effort, Uncle Xinyuan is engaged.

It's a big girl who loves to talk.,It's about the same age as her mother.,But it's not clear why I haven't been married.。

Today, she also came to my birthday banquet with Uncle Xinyuan.

I heard my mother call her "Sister Qingshu", as if she was from Suzhou.

As soon as Suzhou was mentioned, Daddy drank two more glasses of wine.

In the fifteenth year of Anshun, the fifth day of the third month.

Today, I went out of the city to go to the spring, Uncle A An and Aunt Zhizhi also went, their daughter Lingling is ten years old, one year younger than my sister, but she is much more sensible than my sister.

When I came back, my sister kept asking Uncle A'an how she could catch up with such a beautiful Aunt Zhizhi, and my mother talked about some of the past.

The mother said that Zhizhi's aunt committed suicide by throwing herself into the river that year, and happened to be rescued by her uncle, and then the two had affection for each other, and did not make it clear, Zhizhi's aunt followed her parents on the way back to Suzhou, because she wanted to save money, so she did not go with the caravan, the world was not as peaceful as it is now, the bandits were very arrogant, killing people and goods, and Zhizhi's aunt's parents were poisoned by these people on the way.

Zhizhi's aunt was rescued by a passing dart team and brought back to Suzhou.

Later, when the news reached the capital, Uncle A'an rushed to Suzhou, and the two expressed their hearts to each other, and Aunt Zhizhi married her uncle after a year of filial piety for her parents.

I really didn't see that there was such a story-filled past between them.

But as can be seen from this story, silver cannot be saved when you are away from home.

In the sixteenth year of Anshun, the fifteenth day of the first month, the weather: cloudy

It's Shangyuan Festival again, and on such a day, I have something to say.

I always feel that Shangyuan Festival is not a simple festival for our family.

Especially after I'm sensible

Every year on the Shangyuan Festival, no matter how lively it is outside, even if you go out to see the lanterns, your father will not show a trace of a smile.

When he got up early in the morning, he and his mother were bound to go to the back hall to have a stick of incense.

I asked my sister what the rules were, and she shook her head and said she didn't know.

She's so bad at lying.

But she wouldn't say it, and I couldn't force it, so I had to check it myself.

Today I snuck into the back hall.

I found out that there was a separate small ancestral hall here

In front of the incense burner, there is also a bowl of Lantern Festival made by the mother herself.

It's just that there is no word on the spiritual seat, and I don't know who it is for.

It's weird

This was my last diary, and I haven't written it since.

But I still don't know to whom the empty spiritual seat was erected.

In the past three years, this secret has been pressing on my heart, making me very curious, but I dare not ask my parents.

I didn't think about it often before, but when I turned here today, the doubts in my heart couldn't help but be much heavier.

I decided to ask my sister what was going on.

But she hadn't even returned home at this hour.

Hey, the girl is wild when she has a big heart, there is really no way.

I had to turn back the way I came.

However, halfway through, the contents of the diary that I had just opened came to mind little by little, and I thought of the complex emotions that my mother had for my growth in the diary, both happy and lost, and I suddenly realized that my father's unspoken character had not been said to her for many years.

Although in my heart, she is the most competent mother.

I thought about it and decided to go see them and talk to them.

When they came to the main courtyard, they were told that they had gone out to swim in the lake and put river lanterns

After coping with my birthday, they all went out to play

Both of them are in their thirties, and they still engage in these romances all day long, which is really speechless.

I looked at the starry sky, and suddenly I had the idea of writing a diary again.

It's just that I decided to write a copy for her and my father just like my mother did when she helped me write a diary.

Give it to them when they are old, and let them reminisce about life.

Well, such a pleasant decision

End of full text. To be continued.

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