Jiang pot, big teapot, small wine pot, oil pot, night pot pot, Jiang Hu's father is no longer there, it is he who gave Jiang Hu the name, Jiang Hu's mother loves him very much, so she agreed to this name.

Why did Jiang Hu's father give this name, Jiang Hu's father was originally a doctor who hung the pot to help the world, and after marrying Jiang Huniang, he opened a table next to the teahouse to practice medicine, and the teahouse told the story, every day it was either the rivers and lakes or the officialdom, or the scholar's miss, but he did not fall into the officialdom, but fell into the rivers and lakes, and followed the Jianghu passers-by in the teahouse and left.

At that time, Jiang Hu was still in his mother's belly, and when he came back, Jiang Hu would already run away.

Jiang Huniang has a hard time alone, she washes and sews for people, the child is not taken care of every day, she goes to work on her back when she can't leave, she runs around by herself when she walks, and she can't see the boys and girls in her tattered clothes.

Jiang Hu's father saw Jiang Hu's first sight, and he opened his mouth to set his big size, Jiang Hu, on the one hand, hanging the pot to help the world, ancestral skills, inheriting the mantle, on the other hand, he can't forget his rivers and lakes.

Jiang Hu Daddy also brought a girl back, one year younger than Jiang Hu, pink and tender, called An Ning, Jiang Hu Daddy said that her biological parents hope that she can live in a prosperous world, a lifetime of peace and tranquility.

This year was the tenth year of Chengchang, and the second emperor after the change of dynasty exterminated the rebels of the previous dynasty and achieved unification in a real sense.

Jiang Huniang was afraid that he would leave the house again, so she didn't tell him, she was obedient, she could call it whatever she wanted, you see that this child is a boy or a boy. You said that you would raise an extra mouth.

Jiang Huniang once suspected that the girl was Jiang Hu's father, but Jiang Hu felt that it was not, his father's biological son was completely different from the girl.

Since Jiang Hu's father is back, he still has to support his family, so he continues to set up a table at the door of the teahouse, hang the pot to help the world, and take the Jiang pot with him.

Jiang Hu's father is a scholar family, although there is no family inheritance in these two generations, but the idea is still stubborn, advocating that boys can't be hugged, can't be pampered, have to sleep by themselves, and do their own things, so they have never hugged Jiang Hu, and usually have a serious face on Jiang Hu, and take Jiang Hu to hang the pot every day to help the world, clinical practice guidance and assessment, and occasionally point to the storyteller in the teahouse and say, this is all a liar, and the rivers and lakes are not like that.

Jiang Hu asked him what it was like, he only sighed and did not answer, but worked harder to earn money, saying that he wanted to turn this table into the size of a teahouse, and let Jiang Hu Niang's hand only give him one person to wash and sew.

Jiang Hu said this to his mother, and his mother's tears couldn't stop crackling, and she almost cried and turned her back on her breath, saying, it's worth everything, Jiang Hu thought, women are so easy to satisfy.

Treating Anning, Jiang Hu's father instructed Jiang Huniang to raise her like a young lady, teach her to read and write, the housekeeper to settle accounts, know etiquette and music, and be a good girl. Jiang Huniang didn't know why she was doing this, anyway, she taught everything she knew.

There is a stark contrast at home, peaceful reading, embroidery, housekeeping, learning etiquette, chopping wood, carrying water, punishing stations, and memorizing medical books.

The whole thing is the treatment of the young lady and the little girl. No matter how poor you are, you have never been poor, and An Ning faintly shows everyone's beautiful posture between her gestures, that is, you can't afford to buy better clothes, shoes and accessories.

Jiang Hu has been serious for a few years, his father is strict and kind, his mother is hardworking, his son is filial, and he is well fed and warm, but Jiang Hu's father's table is still that table, Jiang Huniang's hands have also washed and sewed countless people's clothes, as Jiang Huniang's hands become rougher and rougher, Jiang Huniang's face has gradually become sad, of course, Jiang Hu's father has never seen this sorrow, because the mother only has such eyes and sadness when looking at Jiang Hu back and forth.

On this day, Jiang Hu's father taught Jiang Hu a few words about the donkey's lips and the horse's mouth, "If someone asks you, 'Are the rivers and lakes better or the temple?' You replied, 'I called the Jiang Pot, but I was not in the rivers and lakes, but only the Hanging Pot was beside me.' He asked again, 'Hang the pot for water or wine,' and you replied, 'Pretend to be prosperous.' Just remember and don't ask anything and don't mention it to anyone.

After another two days, Jiang Hu's father instructed Jiang Huniang to take the two children home first, no need to wait for him to eat, he had something to do, and came back later.

As a result, what was waiting for was the corpse of Jiang Hu's father. The mother cried heartbreakingly, and said a lot of words, and a lot of words that Sijiu and An Ning couldn't understand. After crying, the mother quietly dealt with the aftermath.

This year, Jiang Hu was 13 years old, An Ning was 12 years old, and he had no father.

In such a small place, the government symbolically investigated the case, examined the autopsy, collected the testimony of the neighbors, established a file, and let him go home and wait for the results.

During this period, what the mother didn't know was that there had been a man in black with strong martial arts quietly following. Don't show up, don't kill people, just watch, and even sneak into the house where the river pot is leaking everywhere at night, I don't know why. After Jiang Hu's father was in the ground, he left.

It is worth mentioning that the words engraved on the tombstone of Jiang Hu's father are to come to the tomb of Jiang Hu. That's right, the surname comes, it's called Jiang Hu, and our Jiang Hu follows his father's surname, so ...... It is also called the river pot. Embarrassing no, Jiang Hu once felt that this was his own cemetery.

Jiang Hu's father didn't call this name before, nor did he have this surname, what it was called is no longer verifiable, but since the day he came back, he has been called this name, others call him Lao Jiang Hu, he told Jiang Hu Niang, he will engrave this name when he dies.

Jiang Hu Niang divided the family's silver money into three parts, one for Jiang Hu, one for An Ning, and one for rice, and then told a story in the dim light.

In a certain year, on the ninth day of April, there had just been a storm, and the night was dark and windy, and there was a little daughter-in-law who was working in the city, and she planned to spend the night in the firewood house of the owner, but the moon came out, and it was crooked, high and bright, so she went home while it was light.

On the road, I heard the child's cry next to a crop field that had not yet grown, and the little daughter-in-law dragged her tired legs and rain-soaked shoes and trouser legs, and found the child hanging on the tree, the swaddling clothes were dry, and the branches supported the hat, blocking the water droplets on the leaves for the child, and the little daughter-in-law was bold and whispered twice, only the frog chirped, no one answered, look at the child, and look at the embarrassment of his body, and he couldn't support it when he took it away, so he simply left.

Didn't take a few steps and stopped, thinking about her Lang, has been away from home for more than six months, according to time, she should have a fat doll born in another half a month, if her Lang comes back on time, but she doesn't have a doll for him to hold, isn't he very sad? Or it's really gone and never comes back, thinking of this, and turning back to see, chubby, crying loudly, it looks like it's a month in size.

The little daughter-in-law laboriously found a stone, took off the hat and draped it on her body, and hugged the child again, one foot deep and one foot shallow to go back, the little daughter-in-law was thin, the hat was wide, almost mopping the floor, the heavy hat and the fat tiger child, walking and stopping along the way, only came home late at night, simply the sky was beautiful, the moon was bright, and it did not rain again along the way.

After that, the little daughter-in-law worked hard to carry the child to work, back and forth for half a month, after all, she did not wait for her man, sad to sad, and a child who was getting thinner, every time it was the child's loud voice that interrupted the little daughter-in-law's sadness, dragging the tired and plugging the child's mouth with thin rice soup, and then the story Jiang Hu couldn't remember clearly, it seemed to be asleep.

When Jiang Hu's father didn't come back, his mother kept calling Jiang Hu Sijiu.