little ancestors in modern times

Mr. Yan let out a roar full of anger, shaking Yan Jiabao, who was still sleeping and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north, with a bang sound in his head, and quickly sat up, and the little man who was sleeping on him rolled down with his movements. .

Yan's mother took a deep breath in fright, "Jiabao, why did you sit up so recklessly, what should you do if such a small child bumps into you?"

Fortunately, the child rolled down Yan Jiabao's chest and landed on a large enough cushion.

Yan Jiabao opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked out of the door through several people. The sky outside was hazy, so it must be dawn!

"Grandpa, grandma, mommy, what time is it now, why don't you sleep and wake up."

Yan Jiabao yawned in bewilderment, stretched out his hand to fish it out, hugged the child on the cushion, and was about to lie down and continue to sleep.

A slap across the face woke him up completely.

Don't listen to the loud applause, but it doesn't hurt at all. It's the same principle as that stinky fart that doesn't make a loud sound and doesn't stink. For some reason, Yan Jiabao came up with such a reasoning in his mind.

"Who are you and why are you holding me".

The waxy child's voice, pretending to be serious will make Yan Jiabao cute.

"Ancestor, ancestor Yanbei, you are awake!"

Thinking of the other party's accusation, Yan Jiabao was a little embarrassed and respectfully put him back on the cushion. He fell asleep and slept with his ancestor in his arms. He offended his ancestor so much, no wonder his ancestor would be angry and beat him.

Those who were beaten didn't care. Mr. Yan, Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Yan who watched their grandson (son) being beaten were not as easy to talk to as the parties concerned.

Mr. Yan: "Son, why are you beating my grandson?"

Mrs. Yan: "Son, it's wrong to beat people indiscriminately."

Yan's mother: "...", her father-in-law and mother-in-law preempted her meaning. She was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say, mainly because she couldn't say anything to accuse the cute-looking child after beating her son. .

"Who are you?"

The child looked up at Mr. Yan and his party suspiciously.

"Ancestor, don't you know us?"

"That's right, it's been several generations before our ancestors don't know us juniors. That's my grandpa, next to him is my grandma, and next to that is my mommy."

After Yan Jiabao finished talking to himself, Mr. Yan's face became quite ugly.

"Yan Jiabao", Mr. Yan gritted his teeth, and shouted out the three words Yan Jiabao word by word, and he could tell from the tone that he was very angry.

"Take a child as an ancestor, you can do it, you can really do it."

"Grandpa, how could the ancestor be a child? It's not like you haven't seen that scene last night." It may be that the ancestor was there, and Yan Jiabao didn't take the old man's anger seriously. He didn't know where the sky fell. The weird idea of ​​the ancestors.

"Ancestor, show your housekeeping skills to grandpa, or you will grow up now." Yan Jiabao looked at the child expectantly, waiting for the witness to grow up.

But after waiting for a while, the child still sat there quietly, without any change in his body.

Seeing this, Mr. Yan had a serious face and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, child? Why did you appear in my Yan family's ancestral hall last night? Why did you beat my grandson just now? If you don't tell the truth, I—"

"Wow, you bully your ancestors, your ancestors want balls, balls."

Old Mrs. Yan: "...", this old man is really, look, now he scared a whole child to tears.

Yan's mother: "...", no wonder Jiabao was afraid of his father-in-law since he was a child.

"Grandpa, how could you be cruel to your ancestors? You see, your ancestors were scared to tears by you," Yan Jiabao boldly accused.

Mr. Yan was most afraid of the child crying. When Yan Jiabao was crying when he was a child, he didn't know how to coax him.At this moment, he wanted to scratch his head in embarrassment, and his voice subconsciously softened, "Okay, don't cry, as long as you explain your background, I won't hand you over." Then he shouted at Yan Jiabao: "Not yet Bring an egg here", didn't you hear the child crying for an egg?

"Oh, okay, I'll get it right away, ancestor, you wait."

Yan Jiabao hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen to get eggs, only to find out when he walked to the door that it was pouring rain outside.

"This is a strange weather. Last night there was thunder and heavy rain. It didn't rain at all all night. It should have been a sunny day early in the morning, but it rained so hard."

It will take some time for Yan Jiabao to get the eggs. Seeing the child sobbing and choking, Yan's mother squatted down distressedly and coaxed: "Okay, okay, don't cry, Jiabao is going to get the eggs, wait Come on down."

The child seemed to understand Yan's mother's words, and the sobbing gradually stopped. His eyes were fixed on the door, and there were golden peas hanging on his long eyelashes. He was so cute and cute.

What ancestors are not ancestors, Yan's mother thinks that this is simply a fairy boy from heaven and earth, who lost his way and fell into their house.

After waiting for ten minutes, Yan Jiabao ran back with a porcelain basin in his arms. When he entered the door, he muttered, "What's the weather? It was raining heavily a few minutes ago, and it will stop in a while."

"Ancestor, look, the egg is here, and it's still hot." Yan Jiabao sat down on the ground and lifted the porcelain basin in front of the child.

Following Yan Jiabao's movements, the child looked into the porcelain basin, his calm expression changed, he opened his mouth, and began to cry, "Dan Dan, my ancestor wants Dan Dan, Dan Dan, my ancestor wants Dan Dan".

A rumbling thunder outside the window overwhelmed the crying of the child, and big raindrops poured in and hit the ground, Yan Jiabao looked sideways at the rain curtain that immediately gathered outside the door, and then looked back The ancestor, who was a little out of breath from crying, had a bold guess in his mind.

"Ancestor, this is the egg! If you don't want eggs or duck eggs, then what kind of eggs do you want? Even dinosaur eggs, I will go to the museum with you to steal them."

Yan Jiabao had the foresight to cook all kinds of eggs in the kitchen, but he didn't expect that none of the eggs, duck eggs, goose eggs, and quail eggs were wanted by his ancestors.

The crying became louder and louder, and the rain outside became heavier and heavier. Mr. Yan was upset by the crying. His tone was not too aggressive just now, so why did he say that he was crying.

"Hurry up and coax him well." If he continued to cry, his throat would be broken. Mr. Yan couldn't do the job of coaxing the child, so he had to let Yan Jiabao go.

"Grandpa, am I coaxing you? But my ancestors always want balls, and I don't know what they are. I blame you. If you don't make people cry, would this happen?"

"You——" "This kid is going to cry by himself, what's my fault, old man, I didn't kill him or hit him."

Seeing that the grandpa and grandson were about to start a fight again, Mrs. Yan pulled Mr. Yan down, "Okay, Mr. Yan, please stop saying a word, I told you earlier, and you have to be softer with your children. No wonder Jiabao was most afraid of you when he was young." ".

Such a pink and jade-carved child cried so sadly that anyone who saw it would be heartbroken. Mrs. Yan and Yan's mother also joined the army of coaxing the child.

"Son, grandpa didn't mean to hurt you just now, stop crying, grandma has already criticized grandpa just now."

"Don't cry, baby, what eggs do you want, tell the auntie, and the auntie will send someone to buy it back immediately."

"Yeah, ancestor, little ancestor, don't cry, cry so much that I want to cry."

"Ancestor, little ancestor, as long as you stop crying, I will find you any egg you want."

"Really, little ancestor, I won't lie to you."

"Really, little ancestor, you just tell me what egg you want, I'll get it for you right away, shall we stop crying?"

"Little ancestor, what should I do if you cry so much that I want to cry too."

"Wow, little ancestor, let's stop crying."

The child's crying stopped abruptly, and Yan Jiabao's out-of-tune crying echoed around the room, and then stopped. Thinking of something, he quickly looked outside the door, and sure enough, it was raining heavily Stopped.

"Ancestor, little ancestor, are you a dragon? Quickly show your real body and let me see." Yan Jiabao excitedly picked up the little ancestor on the ground, his eyes were strange.

Yan's mother was frightened by his action, she patted his back and said: "Are you trying to scare people to death, move gently, don't make people cry again."

"Mom, didn't you find out? As soon as my little ancestor cried, God followed him. As soon as my little ancestor stopped crying, the rain outside immediately stopped. I know that our ancestor is a dragon who came to the world. What happened last night? What's wrong, the body suddenly became smaller."

Yan Jiabao spoke in a serious manner, with a serious expression on his face.

"Fuck you, talk nonsense."

"Grandpa is real!"

Yan Jiabao knelt down and discussed with the little ancestor, "Little ancestor! Little ancestor, let's discuss something, let's put it aside before revealing the real body, can you always cry?"

The child stared at Yang Jiabao with rounded eyes, "Don't cry, you cry."

Yan Jiabao: "...".

The point is that it's useless for him to cry!

Really couldn't stand it anymore, Mr. Yan pulled Yan Jiabao away, and replaced him with squatting in front of the child, this time his tone was as gentle as possible, and he even smiled kindly, "What's your name, little friend, and where did you come from?"

Yan Jiabao, who was torn apart, saw how grandpa behaved so much like grandma wolf, so he fooled his ancestors.

"Yan..." Bei, Yan Jiabao directly said his name for the little ancestor, didn't the little ancestor self-report his family name last night, and asked, but the word Bei was still in his mouth, when he heard the little ancestor speak spoke.

"ancestor".

"Puchi...cough cough".

"Ah no, ancestor, that's not your name, your name is Yan Bei," Yan Jiabao said a little excitedly.

The "ancestor" child pursed his mouth unhappily, obviously this person kept calling him ancestor, ancestor, he was ancestor, he wanted to be called ancestor.

"Ancestor, my little ancestor, no, ancestor of Beibei, ancestor is not a name, that is the honorific name that our descendants call you." Yan Jiabao explained with some difficulty, but unfortunately the person he was explaining obviously didn't understand.

"Little ancestor" said the child stubbornly, this time the word "small" was added in front of "ancestor".