Hearing this, Jia Qiong subconsciously turned her head to look back, only to see a young girl with drooping hair, jumping and running towards Jia Qiong.

The young girl, dressed in gray cloth coarse clothes, is exactly the same as the clothes on her body, except that she is bigger and her sister is smaller. Even so, it's still too lenient on my sister.

Jia Qiong knew that this was what she wore last year, but she couldn't wear it this year, so she gave it to her sister to wear.

My sister's delicate face is not at all like other children in the alley, with a big snot, maybe the girl is more shy. Every time I follow Jia Qiong to learn, wash my hands, face, and mucus also need to be cleaned with a handkerchief, and then washed with water.

It's definitely not like Brother Yun and Second Brother Ni next door, throwing it in the vegetable garden along the wall at the door.

The younger sister is called the fourth sister, and she is the widow of her father.

My mother is not very literate, and my father went early, so I didn't give my fourth sister a serious name.

There is Jia Zhuo in front of Jia Qiong, and Jia Wen has died early.

So the youngest sister calls the fourth sister in order.

Seeing that her sister was two meters away from her, Jia Qiong subconsciously squatted down, bent her knees, sat on top of her right heel with her hips, and then opened her hands.

The fourth sister threw herself into Jia Qiong's arms at once, and then rubbed her little head back and forth in Jia Qiong's arms several times.

"Brother, brother, today is your birth, and my mother is preparing food, let me call you back."

The fourth sister in her arms rubbed back and forth a few times while talking.

Jia Qiong looked at this sister who was coquettish in his arms, and habitually rubbed her head, he liked this sister very much, he felt like his daughter in his previous life, and he was sincerely happy.

"Hey, hey." Jia Qiong grinned, the corners of her mouth naturally hooked upward, and her raised eyebrows could not hide the love in her pupils. "Okay, brother, I'll take you back now.

My brother just likes to walk around this street, and if my sister doesn't come, I'll be going home to find you. ”

The Jia family has 20 rooms, 12 rooms in Jinling, and 8 rooms in the capital.

In Jia Qiong's room, the previous generation has the eldest uncle Jia Dun, the second uncle Jia Gu and his father Jia You.

When he was young, he was poor, his parents died early, and even his ancestral home was deceived and sold by cold-blooded relatives, and the three brothers could only rely on each other. I was bullied by the ruffians.

The eldest uncle worked hard to bring up the second uncle and his father.

He walked the door of the Jia family and entered the Beijing camp, borrowed the kindness of the elders, begged for a general, and put the two younger brothers under his own hands to make two team leaders.

Uncle is a sincere person, abiding by some bottom lines, not eating empty salaries, nor drinking soldiers' blood, he is completely paid by real soldiers. So it's their battalion's board team.

But he is not exactly a pedantic person, he made a little money from the oil head, and then married his youngest brother Jia You, but the eldest uncle and the second uncle did not marry a wife.

Jia Qiong remembers very well that when she was three years old three years ago, her father specially asked for leave to go home for dinner, and then washed himself early and put himself on the bed to sleep.

My father and mother went to Wushan several times by my side, covering the clouds and rain.

I don't care about the three-year-old child next to me at all, but in this three-year-old body, it is indeed a soul in his thirties, plus the three-year-old in this life, he is thirty-five years old, whether it is much older than his father or mother in this life.

Jia Qiong originally thought that she had been in this world for three years, and in another two to three years, she would be able to go to the clan school.

When the time comes, you can also have a good understanding of the dynasties of this world, and then think about how to develop yourself in the future, and you can't get in touch with those things at home.

Because he was still young, his father was training in Beijing again, and he was not by his side, saying that he only came back twice in half a month. Therefore, Jia Qiong knows very little about this world, and can only understand from their words that she may have traveled or been reborn into the world of Red Mansions. But no more, he doesn't know.

After all, Ning Rong Erfu, Jia Jing, Jia Yu, Jia Zheng, Jia Daishan These names are occasionally brought out by my father. In Jia Qiong's thoughts, he must guess that this is the world of Dream of Red Mansions, if it is really not, it doesn't matter, and then slowly understand.

As a result, Jia Qiong was extremely embarrassed that day, listening to the sound in her ears and the sound of crackling, she couldn't calm down and think at all.

The occasional cool breeze poured into the quilt made him unable to even sleep.

It has just entered October, and it is still a little cold in the morning and evening, which is not at all like the autumn tigers of previous years.

Although the three-year-old body does not react, the thirty-five-year-old soul cannot be quiet at all.

Finally, after a stick of incense, it gradually quieted down.

At that time, I heard my father whisper to my mother: "Sister Xian, we have to make a tolerance in the next few days, and there will be a large amount of silver, and when the time comes, plus the family's savings, we can buy a small courtyard with two entrances." ”

"Let's borrow a little more, and we can marry the eldest brother and the second brother. When the time comes, we will all live in the second courtyard, and the three of us brothers will be on errands together, and the three of you will help each other at home, and after the eldest brother and second brother have a child at home, Brother Qiong, who is the elder brother, will come to help you take care of his younger brothers and sisters when the time comes. ”

His father looked at his mother from time to time, and his mother also looked at him with a wistful look, nodding her head as she listened, and her blush could not hide the hope and happiness in her eyes. He also echoed softly, occasionally helping to come up with ideas.

The husband and wife rely on each other to be in love and reverie. It seems that in a few months I will be able to live like this.

There are three men in the family after all, but there is only one east bedroom and a west bedroom in this small courtyard, a hall in the middle, and a courtyard outside, a kitchen on the right, a small courtyard on the left, and a high bar well in the corner of the courtyard, barely enough for a family of four to live.

Sometimes when the eldest uncle and the second uncle are at home, there are some things that are inconvenient for the mother.

So later, the eldest uncle and the second uncle lived in the barracks, and occasionally came back to have a meal with their father, and then they went back to the barracks, leaving their father at home to rest.

My mother is very grateful to the eldest uncle and second uncle, because this small family was originally purchased by the eldest uncle and second uncle for my father.

So what my father-in-law said is also very longing.

The husband and wife kept warm for a while, and the father rushed back to Beijing overnight.

However, this time is goodbye, and three days later, the Jia family next to the second mansion around Ning Rong is basically filial piety, and every household is clothed in linen. A bunch of orphans and widows were left behind.

Jia Qiong's eldest uncle and second uncle also had their own father, and all three of them never came back.

Jia Qiong knew that something must have happened, and later Ning Rong's second mansion also gave money to each family according to the head, 20 taels of silver per person, and left 60 taels of silver for his family and left, and then there was nothing to say.

Jia Qiong knew that this was the money for her three relatives.

He didn't dare to inquire about anything, he was still young, and he didn't say whether the families of these dead people knew about these things. Even if he inquired and knew, he was afraid of being killed. He's a kid now, and he's in danger of knowing more than he does.

Thinking about it, a carriage appeared in his sight, from far and near, accompanied by a 'whoo', followed by the neighing of horses, the sound of 'squeaking' wooden wheels rubbing against the ground, and a few crisp horse bells in between. All kinds of voices woke Jia Qiong from her thoughts.

Jia Qiong raised her eyes and looked back, and several servants followed, hugging a few people to get out of the car and enter the door.

Jia Qiong knew that this was the goal of this world, not the dispute between Ning Rong's two mansions, but power.

Relive a life, and never waste it like in a previous life. Fortunately, he left enough money for his parents, wife and daughter in his previous life. Otherwise, he will be remorseful.

He has to keep working hard, step by step, and keep climbing up.