The bear child of the Red Chamber, Jia Cong

It is said that the three masters of Jia She are going to rob Rongguo Mansion, and the head of the family personally acted as the internal response, and sought the help of Jia She's former soldiers.Although Jia Cong envied the promising job of banditry, he was too young to participate in it and only met Jia Si once.Later, Jia Amnesty met and discussed with a group of soldiers from time to time, and never took Jia Cong again.Strangely, he didn't take Jia Lian either.

Just a few days later, Jia Amnesty picked up a vagrant on the road.Seeing that he is strong and honest, and thinking that Jia Cong is naughty and likes to run around, he may not be safe, so he wants to prepare a bodyguard for him.But when he asked the waif if he would sell himself, he would rather die than obey.However, Jia Amnesty just liked him, but it happened that his surname was Jia, so he brought it back, and only talked about employment, and paid him some money and food every month.For a while, people inside and outside the Rongguo Mansion praised the old man for his kindness.

After listening to Qian Qi's story about the child's origin, Jia Cong was so happy that he didn't make him angry... How can there be such an unreliable story!This old man is too good at nonsense.I also saw that the child was eleven or twelve years old, almost as tall as Jia Lian, with small muscles all over his body, and he knew how to fight at first sight.His face was dark and dark - very similar to what Jia Sishao said.There is no need to guess who his father is.

Yin stood up and bowed to the child: "Little brother, I am Cong'er, please take care of me from now on, Cong'er, thank you first."

The child probably never expected him to be so polite, so he was at a loss for a while.

Qian Qi hummed beside him: "Why should the third master be polite to him? If the master hadn't picked him up, he would have starved to death if he hadn't been guaranteed. I don't know how to be grateful!"

Jia Cong said solemnly: "This little brother has the same surname as mine, so he is the elder brother of my family. Besides, he was invited by the master to protect me. He might fight for me one day in the future. I should thank you first."

Qian Qi was still waiting to speak, Jia Cong asked him first: "Is there anything else to say, master?"

Qian Qi was taken aback for a moment: "It's gone."

"Well, thank you Brother Qian for making a trip, thank you."

Qian Qi had no choice but to leave.

When he went back to see Jia She, Jia She asked him how the third master saw the child.Qian Qi then told Jia Amnesty what Jia Cong said just now.

Jia She stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly: "Very good."

Qian Qifang wanted to say a few words, "Third Master has really lost the majesty of his master", after hearing this, he immediately swallowed it back.

On the other end, Jia Cong smiled and took the new bodyguard's hand and asked him quietly: "Little brother, are you Uncle Jia's child?"

The child was slightly taken aback, and because he was a little cautious, he whispered: "Yes, I am his youngest son."

Jia Cong shook the two paws they were holding, and asked cutely: "Then what's your name, little brother?"

The child said: "Because I am the youngest, my father called me to be the youngest son."

"Oh." Jia Cong nodded and said, "Then it's a nickname. What about your first name?"

Yao'er was stunned, and said dejectedly: "Our small family is not as good as your big family's children who can study, so what is the name?"

Jia Cong knew that he was eager to learn, so he said: "What are the big and small families? Aren't many Jinshi come from small families?"

Yao'er lowered his head and said, "That's a wealthy family, how can ordinary people afford private schools?"

It makes sense for Jia Cong to think about it. Education in ancient times was a high cost.Then he said: "Brother Yaoer, you want to study and I want to learn martial arts. How about this, you teach me how to practice martial arts, and I teach you how to read, okay?"

Yao'er was taken aback, his eyes widened: "Really?"

"Really! Although I have just started to learn, I will tell you when I come back." Jia Cong stretched out his chubby little finger and said seriously, "Pull the hook!"

Yao'er hurriedly stretched out his swarthy little finger, and the two little fingers were hooked together.Even after decades of wars and gunpowder, they never let go.

Jia Cong then shouted loudly to 123 that Yanqing was made into a practice uniform, and that he wanted to practice martial arts.They also asked them to make two colors of black and white, saying that the white is handsome and the black is cool.Because black and white are both unlucky, Hong Xiu persuaded him for a long time before he was willing to change to moon white and red sandalwood, and rushed to help him buy two pairs of small thousand-ply sole exercise shoes.

From this day on, Jia Cong kicks and runs with Yao'er every day... He is still young, and Yao'er dare not teach him kung fu.In addition, I practice calligraphy by myself, and I also teach some young children.Because he didn't know many traditional Chinese characters, only one or two in a few days, Yao'er was very grateful and took care of Jia Cong more and more.Immediately Jia Cong discovered that Yao'er was very smart, and he could learn it as soon as he learned it. Occasionally, he copied the chicken paw picture on the paper that Jia Cong had drawn, and the picture was more correct than Jia Cong's original version.

Jia Cong waited for his sisters to sneak to Li Wan's courtyard after school, and Lin Daiyu and Li Wan taught him together.Daiyu has already started enlightenment with him.Because Jia Cong is a hacker, he looks extremely smart, and because he doesn't understand ancient education at all and has many doubts, Daiyu also has a sense of accomplishment in teaching, with a sullen face all day long like a schoolboy.Of course, I did not forget to write this matter in my family letter.Sanchun also often joins in the fun.Yingchun is naturally the most patient. Even though he couldn't understand what he said for a long time, he just said "it will be better in a few days".Xichun became irritable and occasionally threw out a few words "stupid", which made Jia Cong look pitifully and felt embarrassed again.When Tanchun had some eye-catching words, I often looked at him in a daze.

Jia Cong was a little strange at first, but then he understood when he thought of Jia Huan, and asked quietly, "Brother Huan, would you like to come and practice calligraphy with me?"

Tanchun showed some gratitude, hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head: "Huan'er can't compare to you."

Jia Congqi said: "How can it be compared? Is it the same for me who was raised by my aunt?"

Tan Chun concentrated for a long time, and said softly: "Why is your wife in charge? He has never been liked by the virtuous king."

Jia Cong couldn't help being excited: My good fellow, Miss Jia San is so smart, does she actually know everything at such a young age?It seems that the young master is not considered an evildoer at all. Speaking of evildoers, everyone in this house is evildoers.I'm sorry little Dong Maozi, brother, I'm not able to do it myself right now, I'll help you when I get a chance in the future.So I focused on studying hard and making progress every day, but I often felt a sense of loneliness as a science student sitting in a liberal arts class.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.When Jia Cong was anxiously counting the days, Zhaoer suddenly came to report happily: "Third Master! Our grandma is happy!"

Jia Cong is overjoyed! "Really! Do you have a little nephew?"

Zhao'er knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to him, saying: "Just now I have invited the doctor to come and see it." He also beamed with joy, "The second master said, after calculation, it happened that the third master sent the veil There is a day for cakes."

Jia Cong slammed the table hard, grinning his mouth to the base of his ears, and argued, "That's not a cake!".My eldest niece, if you don't come again, uncle, I will think that half a day of cake stuffing was wasted for nothing.He hurriedly rewarded Zhao'er with a sling of money, and he went happily.

When Jia She heard that the youngest son's handkerchief "Zao Sheng Gui Zi" really attracted the joy of his eldest daughter-in-law, he was overjoyed and immediately rewarded Jia Cong with 50 taels of silver; The younger brother attracted a son for him; even Mrs. Wang Ziteng thanked him 200 taels of silver when she heard about it.Jia Cong suddenly became rich.

There are also many wives and grandmas who sent people to ask how to grind the "jujube with osmanthus seeds" and how well it should be ground.Naturally, Jia Cong didn't have time to receive them, so he only played red, sleeve 123, etc. to socialize with those big maids and young daughters-in-law, and let them just talk about it.He said with a smile: "Whether it works or not, it depends on the human being."

Pian 123 said with a romantic smile: "Since you want to be believed, you must have some reason." Then he and Hong Xiu carefully broke out a lot of attention.How to choose materials, which one to grind first, which one to grind later, and what appearance to grind to. Which corner to fold and so on.It really needs to be so meticulous and detailed that Jia Cong's scalp is numb. 123 Romance also said: "Master, don't laugh. If we talk about doing whatever we want, people will think that we are hiding something and won't tell them. That's the best. I'm sure they will all thank you from the bottom of their hearts."

Jia Cong thought so too, people's hearts are like this, so they don't care.

At that time, boys aged two, three or four in every household were grinding cake fillings, called "boy cakes", but it was true that many of them made women pregnant.Jia Cong thought about it, probably because a veil was pressed under the pillow, which had some psychological effect, and the couple worked harder.Just for this item, Jia Cong won so many thank-you gifts, and he has never been poor since then; Hong Xiu 123 also received gifts and was soft-hearted, and his private money was much more than that of mandarin ducks.Over time, this "boy cake" has become a folk custom and passed on to later generations.

That night, when Jia Cong went to Jia She's room for dinner and came back, Yao'er quietly pulled him over and said, "Third Lord, don't run around tonight."

Jia Cong's eyes lit up: "Do you want to start work?"

Yao'er nodded: "We'll do it in the middle of the night tonight. My father brought a few uncles to step on it the day before yesterday and last night."

Jia Cong was overjoyed and said excitedly, "I want to see it."

Yao'er shook his head: "The third master is still young."

Jia Cong pulled him coquettishly: "Good brother, take me to see."

Yao'er only pushed it to Jia She: "The master said that the third master is not allowed to make trouble."

Jia Cong snorted and said, "Have I ever made trouble? It was originally my idea, but I'm still young, so I don't want to participate, but I don't even let you see. Dad is too much!" Suddenly jumped down Kang ran out.

Yao'er hurriedly followed and shouted: "Don't go! He won't let me tell you!"

Jia Cong didn't care about this, he ran as fast as a rabbit.

Yao'er hurriedly chased after him, and finally caught up. Seeing that he was not far from Jia She's house, Jia Cong opened his mouth and was about to shout.Yao'er was in a hurry, came up and covered his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Master, good master, don't shout, I'll just take you to see it!"

Jia Cong immediately jumped up: "Really!"

Yao'er was full of helplessness and said: "You must not let the master know."

Jia Cong nodded vigorously: "I'm just watching secretly, absolutely silent, and don't let anyone know!" Then he stretched out his little finger, "Pull the hook!"

But Yao'er directly grabbed his whole little paw, looked up at the moon: "Third Master, let's go to bed first." Then he pulled him back.

Jia Cong shook his head again and again: "Where can I sleep! I just go to lie down for a while...Brother Yao'er, I can go by myself. What's the hurry, the master didn't find out."

The two quietly returned to the house, pretending to be tired, and got on the kang early.

Jia Cong held a Western pocket watch stolen from Feng Ziying in his hand, and he opened his eyes from time to time to take a look.At about two o'clock in the morning, the curtain was suddenly lifted.

Jia Cong got up from the kang in one bone: "Brother Yaoer!"

I saw Yao'er wearing a black night clothes standing in the moonlight and smiling slightly.