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The look that father and son looked at each other must be the kind of father's kindness and son's filial piety, the call of love.

"Liu Zi, why are you back?!"

Daquan, who has been taking care of his wife at home for confinement, was a little flustered by the sudden attack of the eldest son, because the youngest son was born almost a month ago, and he didn't dare to write to tell the eldest son, because he was afraid that the eldest son would break him in a fit of anger. Monthly pension silver.

As far as his extravagant way of spending money, relying solely on the 85 taels of salary left by his ancestors every year, sooner or later his wife will run away with others.

"I can't come back to this house?"

Jia Liu glanced at the rather shy "stepmother" Aunt Zhao.

In good conscience, this [-]-something-year-old Aunt Zhao looks very attractive, and she must be very angry anyway. No wonder Daquan calls her obsessed.

The problem is that Aunt Zhao is too complicated. Not only is her background too dirty, but Jia Liu suspects that she has cuckolded Daquan.

That is to say, his younger brother may not be from Daquan, but from Qin San, the dead ghost.

In view of this, Jia Liu naturally would not admit to this stepmother.

He refuses the court costume drama with dog-blood ethics.

Therefore, when I glanced at it, it was more of a warning than the filial piety that should have and the non-existent family affection.

The way the son looked at his wife, Da Daquan, who is a father, is of course counted. He hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the youngest son in front of the eldest son, licking his face and said, "Sixth son, do you think your brother looks like your father?"

Jia Liu didn't say a word, he glanced at his brother in a coping manner, and then looked at the Daquan. It's hard to say whether he looks like it at the moment, because the child is too young.

"My nickname is Huzi, and my daddy asked someone to pick it up for me. My name is Baoyu, Jia Baoyu, and the sixth son. Isn't your brother a good name?"

Daquan doesn't look like a father at all, he talks to his son in a flattering tone.

"Baoyu?"

Jia Liu was a little speechless, either Daquan was deceived, or Mr. Ming had never read "The Story of the Stone".

The latter is more likely, because Cao Xueqin wrote "The Story of the Stone" and it was sealed as a banned book not long after it was written, and it was only spread among a small number of people. Later, He Shen recommended the book to Qianlong, which solved the problem. ban.

Therefore, whether it is the speed of spread or the influence of "Story of the Stone" among the people, it has the same influence as the four great classics.

"It's not a bad name."

Jia Liu stretched out his hand to pinch Xiao Baoyu, but felt that the child didn't look like a newborn child, but seemed to be almost full moon.

Daquan knew that he couldn't hide it, so he confessed that Ming'er would be Baoyu Manyue. The day before yesterday, he sent invitations to several uncles and brothers, as well as a few friends on the road who could play with him.

He also explained: "It's just a gathering of close relatives and friends, and it doesn't cost a lot of money."

"Oh,"

Jia Liu's neither cold nor indifferent look made Daquan anxious, which also made Aunt Zhao a little worried.

He still has a good eye for people in the world, and he knows that Daquan's eldest son doesn't like her mother and son.

I also know that this kid has become the governor at a young age, and he dare not offend him at all, otherwise, killing her mother and son will not be like crushing a grasshopper.

Carefully lowered his head halfway, accompanied by Careful.

Deputy Director Ding was watching from the sidelines, and once Mrs. Jia Jia decided to be Mingjun, he would take over the dirty work.

After more than [-] years of criminal investigation work in Sichuan, Deputy Director Ding thought to himself how to let a newborn baby die without anyone noticing.

Unexpectedly, Master Jia Jia suddenly took over his younger brother from his father, and his face was instantly filled with a joyful smile: "Ama's birth is the greatest joy in the world. Brother Baoyu's full moon wine can't be deserted. It’s a big deal, so we can have fun.”

After finishing speaking, before Daquan could react, he ordered Ding Qing: "You send someone to use my post to notify the officials above the fourth rank in Beijing, regardless of literary or martial arts, or Qihan, just say that I, Jia Jia Shikai, will hold a full moon wine for my brother, and invite them Come have fun."

After a pause, "My lord Baylor's clan should also inform everyone, and the Prince Xin's mansion will also send someone to say so."

He also asked to invite the chef from Sihaizhai, the best restaurant in the capital, to come over and make arrangements. The dishes must be good and expensive.

Anyone who is at home in Xiliu Hutong is invited to come.

"Whoo!"

Although Ding Qing was at a loss, since Master Jia Jia gave such an order, as a subordinate, he will carry it out.

It is best to avoid such things as killing one's father and one's brother.

Daquan was overjoyed by the eldest son's arrangement, and Aunt Zhao's brows were also filled with unstoppable joy.

The full moon wine for Bao'er this time means that the eldest son who is the governor has recognized his younger brother and her as a stepmother, so he no longer has to worry about the mother and son being kicked out of Jia's house.

"Auntie has worked hard too. This is my little thought. I hope Auntie will not refuse."

Jia Liu actually asked Bao Zhu to bring two Jingling treasures to Aunt Zhao, one was top-grade jadeite, and the other was a goose egg-sized east bead.

The value is astonishing, and it can be sold for several thousand taels if you get it on the market.

In front of the two treasures, even though Aunt Zhao had read countless people and had some knowledge, she was so shocked that her eyes widened, and her reason told her that she had to give way.

The mother pushes the son to present, some courtesy, and finally for the sake of Daquan, one accepts it with satisfaction, and the other presents it full of filial piety.

"Father, you keep the 5000 taels banknotes at home, and make the house look good. You see, there is nothing else in our yard except this old locust tree. Outsiders will think that your son is not filial."

Jia Liu didn't blush at all when he said this, as if he wasn't the one who turned the ancestral house into a Syrian style.

"Hey, hey"

Daquan's old face can no longer be described as sunny, but full of spring breeze, triumphant, and energetic.

After accepting the bank note, I remembered to ask why my son came back and what happened to my second uncle.

Jia Liuhui said that the court called him back for something, and he could not stay for a few days.As for the second uncle, he didn't tell Daquan that his brother-in-law had an accident, only that everything was fine.

Then let Daquan accompany Aunt Zhao, mother and son into the house, and go to the courtyard to tidy up by himself.

"well."

Jia Liu kept nodding, and Aunt Zhao volunteered to make the bed for the eldest son. Of course, Jia Liu would not let the stepmother do it. As for the stepmother who swayed every step, he really wanted to stay away.

When he arrived at his own residence, Jia Liu couldn't help regretting that he had done so badly that he didn't even have a bed.

Hurry up and ask Baozhu to take someone to buy furniture, and pay more money for him to come over and work overtime.

"Why, my lord?"

Deputy Director Ding kept in mind Master Jia Jia's teachings, that is, if you have any questions or don't understand something, you must ask.

"If I don't do this, how will people know that I am a filial son? I value brothers and sisters?"

Jia Liu snorted, "By the way, give me a reason to come, otherwise how can I sell tickets and interview?"

Deputy Director Ding understood, but he always felt that the adults were reusing waste.