little ancestors in modern times

"Just call my grandson." The little ancestor anxiously went to see Mrs. Yan, "Come and call me grandma."

Now that he was called Mrs. Yan and Grandpa, for the sake of symmetry, he coaxed his little ancestor to call Mrs. Yan Tai Nai.

Mrs. Yan bit a piece of cucumber in her mouth, she didn't chew it, she didn't chew it, she just got caught up in the fun.

Yan Jiabao kept winking at his grandma, who would save him, if he was heard by his little ancestor calling him a good grandson when he went out, just thinking about that scene would make him want to die.

"Little ancestor, what Jiabao said is correct. His name is not Guaisun, but Yan Jiabao. Grandma usually calls him Guaisun based on his seniority. For example, Guaisun calls me grandma, and little ancestor calls me Grandma, but no matter grandma or grandma, I am the old lady." Madam Yan tried to speak clearly and easily.

The little ancestor lowered his head and thought in silence, and seemed to think it made sense, "Then what should I call my good grandson?"

That's fine, Yan Jiabao felt a little unbelievable, it was his ancestor's persistence to the end of his "little ancestor" name, which made him lose his mind, so he could use examples to reason.

That's right, ancestors are ancestors, even if they degenerate to childhood, they are different, which is comparable to ordinary children.

just what?

It really stumped the other four people at the dinner table.

It stands to reason that he should call Dad, so that he won't pretend to be in front of outsiders.

However, several of them unanimously imagined the image of the little ancestor calling Yan Jiabao's (own) father in their minds, they all shook their heads with excitement, let's forget it!

Yan Jiabao even fantasized about his little ancestor returning to being a beautiful boy from the exiled fairy, then he glanced at him with cold eyes, and said to him in a voice as cold as ice: Dad, right?very good!Very good!

"Ah! No way."

Yan Jiabao stood up tremblingly, his movements were a little too big, and he almost brought his chair down.

The little ancestor who was sitting next to him was taken aback, and the spoon in his hand fell off the table with a bang, which was very appropriate for the occasion.

"To die, I was taken aback." Mr. Yan was obviously taken aback by Yan Jiabao's sudden reaction.

"Aren't you just trying to die?" Yan Jiabao said what was in his mind in a daze.

The little ancestor didn't know why and scratched the little bun on the back of his forehead. No matter how many people took turns coaxing this long hair, he would not cut it or not.

But it really verified that sentence, as long as you look good, you can control any hairstyle.

"Grandpa, what does it mean to die?" The little ancestor is a hard-working, studious and obedient child. He always asks questions when he doesn't understand, and he is very good at picking people to ask. If he wants to ask, he must ask the most authoritative one.

Find death!

To die is to seek one's own death, and ordinary generals are not to seek one's own death.

But facing those watery and curious eyes, Mr. Yan lost his voice for a moment.

At the same time, several people also realized again that the child in front of them was really like a blank sheet of paper. Their words and deeds would affect the child and teach the child badly.

Mrs. Yan coughed lightly, and deftly changed the topic, "Little ancestor, didn't you just ask what name you want to call your good grandson?"

"Yeah! Yes, then what do I want to call my grandson?"

The little ancestor turned his gaze to Old Madam Yan.

Yan's mother, who hadn't spoken all this time, hurriedly said: "It's worth it, it's worth it."

Mrs. Yan glanced at Yan's mother calmly, not unhappy about being interrupted, because she really didn't know what to call her.

"Get it, get it, get it" Mr. Yan said a few times silently, and then said: "Just call it."

It's not okay to call daddy daddy, father, but you can't call brother brother!That's not a mess of seniority, let's call her name!Outsiders who don't know the inside story may just think that the little ancestor is impolite, no big or small.

"Yes, yes, little ancestor, you can call me well, my good grandson will call me once in a while, if we want to call, we must call it differently, the only one." Yan Jiabao also thinks that calling me well is better than anything else. Yan Yan's family's baby is strong.

"Get it".

"Get it".

"Get it".

"But a good grandson sounds better." The little ancestor asked with a tangled face, "Is it true that you can't be called a good grandson?"

"No," the four of them said in unison.

He was very insistent on his own name, Little Ancestor, but he was not so insistent on other people's names. He just looked at Yan Jiabao with a strange little look, as if he was saying that you don't want to be called a good-looking grandson, so why would you choose such a name for yourself? ugly name.

Mr. Yan said with a chuckle: "It doesn't matter what you call him, he is just a title, come here, eat quickly, it will be cold later."

Mr. Yan was actually saying this to himself, and he was also saying it to everyone present.

Everyone's heart is like a mirror, they all understand the implication of the words, even Yan Jiabao can understand.

The little ancestor looked at the crowd sullenly, "Okay! I will call my grandson Dede from now on, and my grandson will be called grandma."

After the meal, Yan Jiabao took the little ancestor to the temporarily arranged game room upstairs, and the little ancestor fell in love with the small swing set on the balcony as soon as he entered.

Climbing up with both hands and feet, after An An An An was done, he looked up at the starry sky outside the window, "Okay, what is that twinkling on the black cloth?"

"The black cloth is called the sky, it is white during the day, and it turns black at night like a black cloth, and the twinkling stars on it are called stars." Yan Jiabao pushed the swing with his hands.

The little ancestor's small body moved up and down with his movements, and he laughed like a silver bell, "Higher, higher."

"Okay, what are the stars?" When the swing chair was swinging to the highest point, the little ancestor reached out to catch the brightest and brightest star, but it was a pity that he failed after several attempts.

"I can't catch it, I can't catch it, my little ancestor can't catch it."

"Little ancestor, of course you can't catch it like this. We are on the ground, thousands of miles away from the starry sky. Anyway, it is very far away. We need to take a rocket ship to go to space." Yan Jiabao tried his best to make his explanation easy to understand.

"Then I have to take a rocket ship to catch the stars for my little ancestor, and I want the brightest and most shining star."

Yan Jiabao followed his little ancestor's fingers and looked towards the sky. The brightest and most shining star is not the Polaris, but what is this?Reach for the stars!The little ancestor really dared to send him a mission, so the egg has not been found yet, and there is another Arabian Nights mission.

Suddenly Yan Jiabao's eyes were the same, maybe it's not a fairy tale to reach the stars.

"Little ancestor, it is interesting to pick the stars by yourself."

"Pick it yourself? Interesting?"

"Yes, it's fun" "It's fun! Then let's go to the stars now."

"No, I have to wait for you to grow taller. When the time comes, you can pick two stars, one for yourself and one for me, okay?"

"Okay!"

The sound gradually disappeared, Yan Jiabao looked down, and it turned out that he was asleep.

I don't know if the ancestors will remember their promise to reach the stars after they recover.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Jiabao felt that he was being pressed down by a ferocious beast in his sleep, and he could hardly breathe. At the last moment when he was about to sleep to death, Yan Jiabao suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and took a big breath.

Seeing the villain lying on his chest clearly, the sleepy bug ran away, "Little ancestor, why do you get up so early, children need to sleep more to grow taller."

"Get up, get up, it's dawn, and the stars are gone." The little ancestor pointed out the window aggrievedly, why did the stars disappear when he woke up and opened his eyes.

"Sleep... went to sleep", Yan Jiabao lied casually.

"sleep?"

The little ancestor tilted his head, and his very smooth long hair fell to Yan Jiabao's face with his movements, and he was so itchy that he stretched out his hand to tickle him, "It turns out that the stars also sleep, so does my balls also want to sleep?" Sleep, he is gone now, is it because he went to sleep."

this?Who knows!He doesn't even know which egg is that egg now.

Yan Jiabao showed a very amiable smile, "Yes! Eggy is going to sleep, and when he wakes up, we can see him."

"But when will Eggy wake up, the little ancestor really misses him." The little ancestor shrugged his little shoulders sullenly, his eyes lost the original expression, and even got a thin layer of mist.

Yan Jiabao looked out of the window subconsciously, and sure enough, the sun was still rising one moment, but the next moment the sun disappeared, and he could vaguely hear the servant downstairs watering the flowers saying, "I saw the sun just now, why do you open your eyes?" It’s getting dark this day, and it looks like it’s going to rain, so I don’t water the flowers for now, the rain is more nourishing.”

"Soon, little ancestor, don't be unhappy, your balls will wake up soon, if you still can't wake up after a long time, such a lazy egg, we don't want it, I will accompany you to find a better one Egg".

Yan Jiabao muttered in his heart: I don't know what kind of egg it is. It would be great if the little ancestor could forget it, or find a replacement.

"Not good", the little ancestor made a fierce face, and became unhappy, "Dandan is not lazy, don't want other eggs, but Dandan, you are bad."

Yan Jiabao sat up from the bed and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'm bad, I shouldn't speak ill of my little ancestor's baby."

The little ancestor waved his milky little fist, "You can't speak ill of Eggy, let alone hit you."

Yan Jiabao was depressed and sad, he was not as good as an egg in the heart of his little ancestor.

"Okay, okay, don't say, don't say."

"Okay, I miss Eggy, when will Eggy wake up?" The little ancestor's voice was full of longing.

"Soon, soon", other than these two words, Yan Jiabao didn't know what else to say.

Yan Jiabao's heart was sour!Isn't it just an egg to be eaten, why is the little ancestor so obsessed with it.

He still remembered that day in the ancestral hall, when the little ancestor cried for balls for the first time, their conversation was like this: Little ancestor: Eggy, I want bally. Yan Jiabao: Little ancestor, can you describe the egg you want?He is easy to find. ;Little ancestor: eat, reserve food. ;Yan Jiabao: ...;Could it be that this egg is the most delicacy in the world, so that the ancestors became smaller and forgot everything, even his own name, because he couldn't let go of this egg.

If it weren't for the fact that after finding the egg, when the little ancestor tasted the egg, he would be ashamed to beg for a bite, so that he could also taste this delicacy that even the gods would never forget.