Looking at the little kid pestering her in front of her, Firecracker couldn't help but think of two years ago.

Although the sun is shining in the early winter, the warmth can only be sunburned, not like the heat in the bones in summer.

In the afternoon, there was nothing to do, and the firecrackers climbed a big tree behind the firewood house in the backyard, and there were few people walking in the backyard all the time, so that they would not be seen.

The tree behind the firewood house is a good place to go in seclusion.

The firecracker was closing his eyes and recuperating, only to hear the sound of footsteps under the tree, and looked down.

A little white porcelain doll stood under the tree and looked at her, although she was not very old, she looked very cute.

There was an illusion of déjà vu between his eyebrows and eyes, "Whose little master are you?" How did you get to the firewood room? Firecracker asked gently.

"Whose maid are you, how did you climb so high?" The little doll tilted her head, "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell your master to go?" ”

"There you go! Be careful if you can't get out of the South Park. Firecracker snickered.

"It turned out to be a maid from South Park, no wonder she is as arrogant as your wife." The little kid was screaming under the tree.

"Yo? You seem to be very dissatisfied with my wife, huh? "Firecrackers jumped lightly from the trees.

"You... Will you do it lightly? The little imp's mouth opened wide.

"yes, can't you?" Firecrackers smiled, what kind of light skill is this, it's just that firecrackers are on and off the trees every day, and they are already familiar with the road.

"If you teach me, I won't sue you!" The little ghost head clasped his hands on his chest, with an expression that gave her a great gift.

"Oh, that's right." Firecracker deliberately slowed down the speed of speech, and saw the little ghost's expectant gaze.

"Go and sue, do you know where the door of the South Park opens?"

"You.... How can you not be afraid? The little young master pouted and muttered, "The maids in my garden are most afraid that I will sue." ”

Look at the age of this little ghost is about five or six years old, there are no children in the South Garden, there are two young ladies in the West Garden, and the two nephews of the old lady in the East Park side garden are about the same age as her.

A concubine in the backyard gave birth to a son, but the child was only one year old.

Presumably, there is no doubt that this is the young master of Beiyuan in front of him, no wonder he looked a little familiar just now.

Thinking that when he first entered the West Garden, the nurse of the young master in the North Garden fell ill and could only be sent to the West Garden to feed the young lady's nurse.

For a long time, the young master, who was only 6 months old, was carried to the West Garden by the maid every day, the nurse was feeding on the side, and the firecrackers squatted on the ground to wash the baby's diapers.

While washing, he stared at the back of the baby's head with a resentful face and complained that such a small person, how could he urinate so much?

Over time, she found that there were three vortices on the top of the little master's head, one was good, two were bad, and three were four stinky scoundrels.

So she nicknamed him behind his back, little scoundrel.

"It's almost that little scoundrel, turn your head and let me take a look, the firecracker pressed the little master's head and twisted, three whirlpools."

Sure enough, it was you, and the firecrackers couldn't help but give birth to a sense of intimacy.

"Little things have grown so big!"

"How dare you be so rude to me!" The little master felt that he was being bullied.

"Remember? I've washed your diapers before. Firecracker smiled and asked, "You're the kid I've ever the most."

"Shut up, I didn't! How can a girl speak so rudely without being ashamed? The child's face turned red with shame.

"Besides, you're a maid from South Park, how could you wash my diapers!"

"That's a long story!" The firecracker touched the little master's head, and the little ghost dodged irritably.

"Sure enough, it's the young master's temper! I'm going back to South Park, will you come along? Firecracker ignored him and left him alone.

"Wait, what's your name? You haven't told me yet! The little ghost asked behind him.

"My name is firecrackers, and they are fireworks set off during the New Year!" She didn't look back, and waved her hand back, "Don't forget when you complain to the second lady!" ”

"Firecrackers?" The little young master stared at her back. "What a name! People are strange, and names are strange! Hum! ”

Put away the short memories, the firecrackers looked at the little adults in front of them, the young masters of the famous families are also pitiful, they can't enjoy the happy time that children should have at a young age, and they are urged by his mother to memorize and learn words every day, and they are familiar with Confucius and Mencius.

You ask him what interesting objects are popular now, and he shakes his head when he asks, if you ask him to recite what "Wen Shuo" and "Filial Piety Sutra", he will recite it backwards.