At that time, he was very resistant to the people of Nanfu.

He avoided the third aunt's hand and held the book silently.

The third aunt squatted down in front of him and pointed to the words on the book with a smile: "This sentence is pronounced: 'When you hear the Tao, you can die at night'." ”

"I understand the truth in the morning, even if I have to die at night, I have no regrets." He proudly parted his little face, "I don't need you to teach, I understand." ”

The beautiful and gentle woman burst out laughing.

She touched his head, "It's just literal. In fact, it means that when we comprehend the truth and faith and practice them ourselves, we will die without regrets. For example, those people with lofty ideals who believe in the country, they shed their blood when the country is at stake. ”

Is that what it means?

He looked up at the woman in a daze.

He quickly pursed his lips again and turned a page of the book disapplausively, "Since you understand it so well, then tell me, how to read this sentence, and what does it mean?" ”

That afternoon, the spring sun was shining and the azaleas in the garden were in full bloom.

The third aunt taught him a lot of things, and told him that if there was anything he didn't understand in the future, he would go to Jinyi Pavilion to ask her, and even enrolled him in the clan study for him, giving him the opportunity to study in the academy.

In the summer, when he returned from the academy, he heard that the third aunt was pregnant.

He secretly came to the Jinyi Pavilion and saw the third aunt wearing a loose Tianbi skirt, sitting under the eaves reading, with a fair and quiet face, and a plate of sour bayberry in her hand.

Her belly was round and bulging, and there was about a baby hidden inside.

There was some indescribable anger in his heart, and it seemed like jealousy.

This woman who is very good to herself is about to have her own children.

In the future, she probably won't be nice to him again.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but he alarmed the third aunt.

She closed the scroll with a smile and beckoned to him: "Xiaoyi, come here." ”

He walked under the eaves with a calm face.

The woman held his face, pinched it like an ignorant child, and said with a smile: "You child, what do you always do with a calm face at a young age?" Let's try a bayberry! ”

As he spoke, he stuffed bayberry into his mouth.

"Sour."

He hated it.

The third aunt laughed briskly, "It's said that sour and spicy girls, I can probably have a son, right?" Is it okay to be a younger brother for you when you are born? ”

At that time, his expression was probably very disgusted.

"Look at this little frown."

The third aunt smiled and nodded his eyebrows, then took his hand and put it on her stomach.

Xiao Yi gushed out a strange feeling.

The third aunt seemed to have a small animal hidden in her stomach, and secretly kicked him with her hind paws.

He hurriedly withdrew his hand.

He stared at his bulging belly, scared and a little curious, and whispered, "Is my brother hiding inside?" ”

The third aunt touched her belly, a little surprised, "I'm usually very well-behaved, but when you touch it, it suddenly starts to make a fuss...... It's like a small fish spitting bubbles. ”

"Is my brother not liking me?"

"Xiaoyi is so well-behaved, how can my brother not like you? He spits bubbles, he just likes you. ”

That summer, the third aunt's smile was very warm.

The bayberry of Jinyi Pavilion is very sour and sweet.

In the late spring and early summer of the following year, Xiao Yi came back from the academy and heard that the third aunt was about to give birth.

He was six years old.

He squatted in the hibiscus bushes of the Jinyi Pavilion and watched the maids bring out pots of blood and water.

The old lady paced back and forth in the courtyard, and the corners of her anxious mouths were frothing.

Nanguang had just rushed back from the outer room, and when he ran in, he was beaten with a hard cane.

The old lady, Jiang and Nan Mu began to reprimand Nan Guang, and diverted their anxiety by scolding him.

The whole courtyard is noisy.

The noise stopped abruptly as loud cries rang out from the room.

Wen Po still had blood on her hands, and hurriedly pushed the door to report the good news: "Congratulations to the old lady, the third master, the lady gave birth to a daughter!" Chubby, not to mention how energetic! ”

"A daughter, how can you be a daughter?" Nanguang muttered, "What about the good son......"

The old lady gave him another crutch and scolded angrily: "It's good to give birth to a cub for you, and pick and choose!" What's the use of a son, like you, to trouble me for nothing! ”

It was noisy, and a nest of Nan family members poured into the dormitory.

Xiao Yi was still squatting in the hibiscus bush.

At that time, he was very regretful.

He said that he would give him a younger brother, and he had thought about it, and in the future, he could help his younger brother enlighten, take his younger brother to ride a horse and shoot arrows, and even teach him to play with guns and sticks......

Why did I give birth to a younger sister?

It's getting late.

After the Nan family who came to visit was finished, Xiao Yi got out of the hibiscus bush.

He patted the dust off his body, solemnly walked under the eaves, and carefully knocked on the fan.

The maid opened the door and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the second son!" Madame said that you would come to visit, but the slave didn't believe it, but now she does. ”

He was invited into his dormitory.

There was no smell of blood in the house, and the fragrance of flowers was very elegant and tranquil.

On the embroidery bed, light gauze curtains embroidered with hibiscus flowers are rolled up high.

The third aunt was lying in the futon, her black hair was scattered on the pillow, and her face was a little pale.

There was a strange and gentle beauty when she laughed, and in his young eyes, it seemed to glow.

Now that I think about it, it's about the beauty of being a mother.

She said, "I'm sorry I didn't bring you a brother." ”

He shook his head.

The afterglow fell on the cradle next to the eight-step bed.

In the cradle was a swaddling baby, the newborn doll, sleeping in swaddling clothes with her eyes closed, wrinkled, not beautiful at all.

He couldn't help but worry about the third aunt.

Her daughter was so ugly when she was born, how could she get it when she grew up?

I will definitely not be able to get married in the future.

The third aunt said softly: "You can hug her." ”

He quickly shook his head.

Such an ugly doll, holding it in his arms, he will have nightmares at night.

But......

He hesitated again.

Just hug it, it shouldn't matter, right?

She is so small, she pouts and sleeps, and after watching it for a long time, she is also ugly and cute.

He hesitated for a long time before carefully picking up the swaddling clothes.

He looked at the baby, and even more strange feelings welled up in his heart.

Such a small baby will grow up day by day, slowly grow up to be as big as him, and learn many skills like him......

The third aunt smiled: "Do you like my sister?" ”

He nodded earnestly, "I like it." ”

"Then what should I name my sister?" The third aunt was a little distressed, "Her father is unreliable, the name is ugly, what Baohua, Baocui, why didn't he just call her Nancuihua?" ”

Xiao Yi stared at the swaddling clothes.

After a while, he whispered, "Baoyi." ”

"Baoyi?"

"I hope someone will treat her like a jewel and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life."

Flowing fire in July, clothing in September.

Gradually, Xiaobaoyi is no longer a crumpled ugly doll.

She is white and tender, like a glutinous rice dumpling, and her round eyes are as black as a puppy, which is very likable.

The Nan family spoils her very much.

And Xiao Yi was running between the clan and the loquat courtyard, and Dayong sent someone over, he knew his life experience and the burden on his shoulders.