Since that night, I've grown tired of the night. Because at night, it means that I can't see the scholars. When I was in Swallow Slope, there was also a time when there were no birds or monkeys to talk to me. At that time, although it was difficult, I did not feel lonely and lonely, because I was used to spring and autumn, and I was used to that small world that was rarely visited.

But now it's different, and I have too many bonds that I can't let go. I have to admit that I am the same as the layman in the biographical novel - happy to get together rather than to part, since they know each other, they hope never to separate.

Every time the scholar saw the rise, he couldn't help but comment: "How can there be a banquet in the world that will not be dispersed?" It's just to cherish a hundred years, cherish the people you love, don't waste a lifetime, and live a lonely life! ”

At first glance, I thought he was talking to me. If you want to talk about the truth alone, I naturally understand, but understanding the truth does not mean that you can easily accept the arrangement of fate.

I have been irritated countless times and imagined what their lives would be like without scholars, Xiaoying'er, and Lin An? The answer is like a desolate night.

Black! It's hairy! Cold! It's terriblely cold!

It's because of the darkness that I spend most of my time with them! Qiao'er asked Ying'er to count her fingers to count when she was going to sweep the leaves, and why didn't I count the days to live with them......

I knew that if nothing else, I would live a long time, so I was afraid.

It wasn't until spring came and the birds made a nest on me that I felt better. Ying'er was the first to find out, shouting: "Ah! The big ginkgo is about to give birth to a little sparrow! ”

Everyone was also very happy that the nesting of sparrows was an auspicious omen, and it was the first time I knew the name of this small and agile bird.

They nested in five days, laid their eggs in five days, and a total of five hazel eggs nested quietly in my arms, unlike the lively "chirping" of their parents.

I can't help but be happy, and even the sadness in my heart is much better, this time there are two chatterbox, maybe when the chicks hatch out, it will be a family chatterbox! Haha, I've got a buddy to chat with! In fact, the scholar would talk to me in his spare time, but he couldn't hear my voice, so most of the time he just talked to himself, and on rare occasions, Mrs. Kang would sit on the side and look at us with a smile, and there was no word to say a word.

It's just that I'm destined to be disappointed. The two of them "chattered" all day long, discussing which grass stalks in the forest were suitable for nesting; The weed seeds in the garden are sweet; Where the insects in the field were so fat that they didn't want to pay more attention to me, I asked ten words, and nine of them pretended not to hear, and the rest were perfunctory.

Under my resentful eyes, in just ten days, a nest of five little sparrows broke out of their shells. The newly hatched chicks are bare and featherless, their skin is red and yellow, and their eyes are not opened, and they only know that they want insects to eat. Now I'm busy with two big birds, looking for bugs all over the world, and I don't care about it at all.

When Ying'er cleaned up the stone table and stone bench these days, she still jumped up and down from time to time, just wanting to get a glimpse of the bird's nest.

I can't help but pout and tease, what are you excited about, little prodigal hoof? This bird's nest is at least a foot above the ground, and with your little short legs, even if you stand on the table and raise a broom, you may not be able to get a bird's feather!

The sparrow seems to have really brought auspiciousness, at least Ying'er firmly believes in it. Because just a few days after the little sparrow broke its shell, when Mrs. Kang was eating, she was disgusted by a steamed silver carp that she loved to eat. Lang Zhong separated the curtain and the silk cloth No. 1 vein on Mrs. Kang's wrist, and said with a happy face, "Congratulations to the lord and wife, the wife has it, and it has been about a month." Now that my wife's pulse is stable, I will write a prescription for the fetus, and take it every morning and evening. ”

The scholar is over thirty years old and has no heirs, so he secretly thinks that in two years, he will clean up the back cover room and marry a few concubines, thinking that it will be for the purpose of scattering leaves. Now that his wife is pregnant, he can't help but be overjoyed, so he dispelled his desire to take a concubine and only stared at Mrs. Kang's belly wholeheartedly.

Mrs. Kang is a well-informed person, and she opened her face to Qiao'er and asked the scholar to be a serious aunt, because her surname is Zhou, and everyone calls her "Aunt Zhou". and promoted Ying'er to the big girl around her, and Lin An's family had to come in and kowtow to thank her, and the next person also changed her mouth and called her "Ying'er girl", making this little girl so happy that she couldn't find the north.

I've never understood how people always change their names and titles. Like a scholar, isn't it good to call him a "scholar"? Now the people in the family call him "master", when the scholar's friends in Beijing came to drink and compose poems, he called him "Brother Ze" and "Brother Ziqing", and once he drank so much that he changed it to "Brother Pingzhong", and the people from other families also called him "Mr. Zou......

Why does the scholar have so many names, and he doesn't panic himself? Now it's Qiao'er and Ying'er's turn, and their subordinates are not afraid to remember the fork! I still don't care about "Aunt Zhou" and "Miss Ying'er", just call them their original names.

In the afternoon of this day, the second son of Zhan Min in the Ministry of Rites married and invited a scholar to his house as a guest. To say that this Zhan Min is a dignified and upright five-grade member, how can Baba post a post to a non-grade Confucius of the Hanlin Academy?

It turned out that Zhan Min and the late Meng Jiaoxi of Hanlin Academy had been close friends for many years. When Meng Jiaoxi was there, he mentioned scholars many times in private, and often sighed: "Zou Ze, Zou Ziqing is a talent, but now the government is turbid, and it is rare to hear from the sky, so it is difficult to show his talents, what a pity!" He asked Zhan Min to come to the next banquet so that he could introduce the scholar to him, but he didn't think that he would never have the opportunity to build a bridge in person.

At the funeral of Meng Jiaoxi's death, Zhan Min saw the scholar from a distance for the first time. Seeing that he was alone, his face was gloomy, crying and mourning, and he didn't seem to be doing it, so he paid attention.

Later, Zhan Min often invited him to talk in the house, only to know that what his old friend said was true, he was really a talented and high-spirited person. couldn't help but have the intention of promoting, and took advantage of the second son's wedding to introduce him to the chief eunuch who came up to Ning Wangye's mansion to send congratulatory gifts. This is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

The scholar went to the Zhan Mansion for a banquet, and Mrs. Kang sat bored under the shade of my tree. Ying'er put a thick blanket on the stone bench for her, and one big and one small were raising their heads to count the sparrows around me, and I quietly felt the faint life in Mrs. Kang's womb, which was also interesting. In the first three months of pregnancy, Mrs. Kang was very tired, so she handed over all the housework she was responsible for on weekdays to Qiao'er.

Ying'er saw that Mrs. Kang looked up at the sparrow for a long time, and she was sitting again, knowing that her neck must be sore, just like she rubbed Mrs. Kang's neck like she did for Qiao'er last year, but she finally didn't have to tiptoe.

Mrs. Kang felt comfortable for a while, and felt soft under her body, squinting her eyes and smiling: "Why haven't I seen this blanket on weekdays, I should have taken it out and used it a long time ago." ”

Ying'er pursed her lips and smiled: "This is what Aunt Zhou recently sewed, and I only sent a pair yesterday afternoon, saying that when the other three blankets are ready, I will just make up a set." I saw that my wife was asleep at that time, and I didn't dare to disturb it, so I took it myself. ”

Mrs. Kang smiled lazily: "It's hard for her to have a heart, she has to run the inner house on weekdays, and she has to serve the master, so she doesn't have to work hard." ”

Ying'er grinned, as if she had thought of something happy, and said with her hands and smiled: "Sister Qiao'er also wants to prepare a rattan stool for her wife, saying that this ginkgo biloba is a rare shady place, and in July and August, when the heat is heavy, it must be comfortable for my wife to sit on the stool and enjoy the shade." It's just that it's troublesome to make this object in the front yard, so Sister Qiao'er asked me to ask my wife for a show. ”

Mrs. Kang scolded with a smile: "You little hoof, you will be confused when you speak quickly, the left sentence 'Aunt Zhou', the right sentence 'Sister Qiao'er', I am almost confused." She is a seven-trick and delicate heart, and she is also measured in her work, you tell Lao Tzu in a while, and ask him to send someone to buy it. ”

After sitting for a while, Mrs. Kang felt tired, and ordered Ying'er to help herself into the house to rest.

I recalled the wonderful rhythm in Mrs. Fang Caikang's belly, and I knew that it was the continuation of the scholar's bloodline, and he would inherit everything from the scholar in the future and carry the sustenance of the Zou family.

Even when it is really time for the wonderful person to pass away, there are still descendants in the world. Then why should I be sad and sentimental? Just watch the family of scholars continue from generation to generation, which may be short, or long, and may be longer than my life.

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When I came back to my senses, I saw the two sparrows with the baby sparrows born in the first clump and the other sparrows from elsewhere, and they were all around. or bouncing on the ground where there are few people; or fluttering left and right among the beams and trees; Or soar up and down the sky.

In about three months, the nest, which has not been visited by sparrows for a long time, will have a second nest of baby sparrows. And then in three months, you should also land, I don't know what the scholar will give you a name? I wonder if you will have more other, strange names like scholars?