After getting the reward, Hang finally let go of the heart that he had been carrying all the time. This relaxation made him feel a little dizzy, and he had to take care of his daughter. For the time being, he forgot to mention Zhang Xiu to his side again, but he treasured it She gave away a lot of ginseng, ganoderma lucidum and bird's nest that she was reluctant to use.

If Mr. Hang didn't mention Aunt Yu, he wouldn't mention it either. Her son is not well yet. Even if his wife has always been good to Zhang Xiu, how can he feel relieved if he is not around to take care of Aunt Yu.

Maybe it was because the child was raised so well and healthy before, maybe it was because the strong soul made up for the lack of body after the soul was changed. In short, Zhang Xiu's body recovered quickly after the fever subsided.

Lying on the bed until the third day, Zhang Xiu was no longer in the vegetative state where she had to struggle to open her mouth before, and she was able to get up.

Zhang Xiu is very good at winking, and knows how to advance and retreat. Since he is now the son of the Zhang family, he should go to pay his respects to his father and aunt after recovering from his illness. Besides, according to his memory, although Zhang Xiu is only five years old, he has already started. Enlightened, it was taught by his father Zhang Qian himself.

Xiao Zhangxiu is clever and clever. Although he can't be regarded as a photographic memory, he can understand a little bit. A child who is only five years old can already memorize "Hundred Surnames", "Three Character Classics", "Thousand Character Classics" and "Enlightenment of Rhythm". I have also read half of the Analects, and I can basically understand its meaning.

What surprised Zhang Xiu the most was that it was obviously not the braided head, but the "Sound Enlightenment" already existed in this world.

Even though Zhang Xiu is a science student, he had memorized the catchy "Enlightenment of the Rhythm" when he was young, and he knew that it first appeared in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

For fear of arousing suspicion from others, Zhang Xiu did not dare to inquire about the current dynasty. The only certainty is that it is not the Qing Dynasty. As for which dynasty it was before the Qing Dynasty, it is not clear, and generally no one will discuss this. He also has no way of knowing.

The original Xiao Zhangxiu was very aura, which is why Zhang Qian likes this son so much. Although he is only five years old, the poems he made have some meaning. Zhang Xiu has two good poems in his memory, one is Xiaozhang When Xiu went out with Zhang Qian, he saw that the victims felt emotional and had an attack.

The whole poem does not have a few words, and does not follow any mediocre rhythm, but it vividly depicts the scene of the broken family, the death of the wife and the separation of the family: the sky is vast, the grass is green and yellow, the child bears parting, and the parents cry heartbroken.

There is another one that I improvised while eating crabs:

Eight-legged and busy, with two swords dancing on the chest, born unconvinced, wearing a red robe on the table.

Judging from Zhang Xiu’s level, catchy rhetoric is like a jingle, which is not bad for a five-year-old child, but if you ask him to write a poem now, he will tell you that he can break it down into 010101 for you.

Zhang Qian happened to be taking a rest today, and the request for release has already been submitted, and the relationship between the various places has been properly arranged. It depends on whether there is a good one. Now that my son is well, I am in the mood to think about my future. .

When Zhang Xiu arrived in the study, he stood still in the study, because he didn't know how to salute Zhang Qian, should he kowtow, bow or bow?Before Xiao Zhangxiu was young, Zhang Qian only started to enlighten him and did not teach him too much etiquette. All he knew was to kowtow and then kowtow, but what should he do when he usually asks for peace?Do you also kowtow?No way?please do not?Don't do it~ Zhang Qian saw his boy coming in the room, but no one came in after waiting for a long time. Looking from the window, Zhang Xiu's chubby face was tangled into a ball, Zhang Qian secretly laughed, Could it be that this kid finally knew he was too scared to come?

Who knew that he waited for a while, but the boy still didn't come in. Look again, the little chubby boy was squatting on the ground and counting ants. Zhang Qian suddenly felt an indescribable depression (in fact, depression), and pushed him away. The window shouted at the little fat boy outside: "Come in and wait for me to pull you."

Zhang Xiu is depressed, he hasn't thought about how to salute yet, so please do you have to salute?Forget it, kowtow is the safest way.

After dawdling, he finally entered the study room, before he even had time to look around, he bowed his head: "My son, Zhang Xiu, please greet my father~"

Zhang Qian pulled him up before he could knock it down. Zhang Qian pulled his son to sit down at the table, and looked at him carefully. The child suffered a lot more than before he was sick, and his small face and fat eyes were only left. Seam, now you can actually see the eyes, how much has this child suffered in this catastrophe of life and death.

This is his first child, and he may only have such a son in the future. He places all his hopes on Zhang Xiu, and Zhang Xiu's illness really frightened him.

He has a very strong relationship with the young couple of the Hang family. He once objected to taking a concubine at the beginning, but now that Zhang Xiu is sick, it is rare for him to get angry with his wife.

Seeing that Zhang Xiu had just recovered from a serious illness, his face was still a little unhealthily flushed, and he was very distressed: "It's okay, okay, you're just fine, did you go to greet your mother?"

"My son is going to greet his mother after he has greeted his father. Thanks to the supplements that the mother gave the son, otherwise the son would not get better so quickly." The most important thing is the ginseng, although it is not as exaggerated as a hundred years old, but It is also [-] or [-] years old, and it is in good condition. It is obvious that the people who preserved it were very careful.

His son is so sensible and Zhang Qian doesn't know what to say. He has always been a strict father and taught Zhang Xiu very strictly. Now it is the limit of kindness to hold him back from saluting: "Let's forget about the past. , you should also be careful in the future, what does your sister know at such a young age, don't let others say what she says, and if something like this happens again, let's see who will save you."

Zhang Qian himself is very suspicious of Zhang Xiu's falling into the water this time, but his family has always had a wife and concubines and a filial piety, and he has nothing to do with other people's families. There is only such a son, and the baby is too late. Where? I'm willing to let him suffer a little bit of injury.

But at this time, the strange thing is the strange thing, but Zhang Qian has no clue. He only hopes that the emperor will be kind and put him in a richer place, so that he can stay away from the capital, at least the family will live quietly for a few years, at least until Zhang Xiu grows up. a little.

Zhang Xiu said with a smile: "The son is playful at first, but he won't do it in the future. The son is still waiting for his father to teach him how to read."

As soon as Zhang Qian talked about studying, he wanted to test him, but he thought that Zhang Xiu was just sick, after all, he was a five-year-old child, if he was pushed too hard, it would be counterproductive, so after thinking about it, he had to give up and let him play for a few days. : "Okay, don't stick around with me, go to say hello to your mother, you have scared her these few days."

"My son saved it, so I'll go now, and my father should also pay attention to rest. Whoever said that combining work and rest is the way to study hard."

Zhang Qian scolded with a smile: "Hurry up and get the hell out of here, who is that, isn't that who is surnamed Zhang Mingxiu?"

Zhang Xiu didn't answer, stuck out his tongue and ran away.

Zhang Xiu was satisfied with the father he met for the first time. Although he was a bit strict with his son, which was just a common problem in teaching children nowadays, at least he was not rigid and didn't let him start studying as soon as he recovered from his illness.

If his father was a pedantic pedant like Jia Zheng... Zhang Xiu shuddered, as if seeing himself being beaten on a bench with his pants stripped, oh my god, it was horrible.

Hang's yard is across a narrow road. When Zhang Xiu arrived, Hongtao was embroidering in the yard. Seeing him coming in, she snorted softly before raising her voice and shouting: "Madam, the young master is here."

Mrs. Hang is taking care of her daughter in the house. The little girl cried again just now, and Hong Xing is helping her. Mrs. Hang knows that Zhang Xiu will come today, and the Zhang family is only so big. I know, but the little girl doesn't pick the time.

Zhang Xiu opened the curtain and went in: "Mother is not busy, my son is here to greet mother."

As he said that, he kowtowed, Zhang Xiu kowtowed sincerely.

Hang still loves Xiao Zhangxiu very much, but no matter how caring, it is inevitable that there will be negligence. For this negligence, Zhang embroidery was done by another person, and then Hang gave him a lot of supplements. Although he usually cooks and takes care of him After all, it is still nourishing people with supplements, even if there is another person inside, the gratitude, respect and love for the aunt has not diminished slightly.

Seeing him like this, Hang frowned slightly: "You child, why do you kowtow to your mother."

Zhang Xiu stood up and said with a solemn chubby face: "Courtesy cannot be discarded."

Hang suddenly laughed: "Yo, Brother Xiu has become a cultural person, but he has given us a lot of experience." Hongtao followed after Zhang Xiu, and said with a smile: "Isn't it? Master This illness is like a different person, and I have grown up a lot." One sentence made Hang's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were stern, but he quickly returned to a tolerant smile: "Your hoof will be good. Brother Xiu came to see my sister, and she stopped crying when you came, yo, she started laughing." Heart flinched slightly, and then backed out, Still holding her unfinished handkerchief in her hand.

The short confrontation between these two people did not escape Zhang Xiu's eyes. Zhang Xiu laughed in his heart. It seems that this heart peach is not as favored as Tweety said. The mistress of the house must give her a point.

But this has nothing to do with him, all his energy is now attracted by that little doll.

Zhang Xiu leaned forward, a girl doll who is more than one year old and three years old is not as strong as a child of this age group should be, although she is not skinny but also very thin, her small face is flushed, presumably she cried just now , When seeing him, he giggled, hiccupped while laughing, and stretched out his little hand for a hug.

Zhang Xiu has always liked children, and when he saw the cute and pitiful appearance of the little doll, he felt itchy in his heart. He flashed his apricot core and big eyes to show off his cuteness to Hang: "Mother, can I hug my sister?" Hang smiled: "You're just right, you don't have the strength in your hands, so let's do it like this. She just gave birth a little bit, and she's going to cry when she changes places. I don't want to coax her anymore." "My sister is still young." Zhang Xiu is too rare , squeezed the little baby's little hand and shook hands with her. "I'll teach my sister how to read when she's older." "It's alright, brother Xiu can read well, so he must be able to teach well." Zhang Xiu smiled embarrassedly.

Then the two of them chatted for a while about what the doctor said, do you need to take medicine, is the food delicious, don't rush to study and take care of your body first, etc. Zhang Xiu has never had such an experience, especially It was with the Hang family. Although the Hang family was pretty good as the mistress, at least he didn't persecute the concubine like those written in Zhai Dou novels, he still couldn't relax.

When he finally exited, his brow was already sweating, Zhang Xiu happily ran to the courtyard, Aunt Yu wiped his sweat first, then asked him to rest, and cut his clothes by herself.

Maybe the biological mother and the child are different, Zhang Xiu is much more relaxed when he is with Aunt Yu, and it is true that the real mother is better in the world.

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