The control group of the ancient heroine

No one in the Qin family has ever called Qin Fang General Qin in front of Qin Linyang, so he knew that General Qin was his father. He called Grandma Lian a lesson. Aunt Lian smiled and explained: "General Qin is the father."

Qin Linyang blinked, and then said seriously: "Mom, I remember wrong, daddy... daddy's name is Qin Fang, mother said 놅." Ancient people would teach such a small child to remember the names of parents. In ancient times, In people's minds, if a child calls his parents by their first name, it is extremely filial and will sound good when passed down. But Yang Haiyan thinks so. Although her son is still very young, she has been teaching her son to remember her and Qin Fang's names, so as to avoid the child missing in the future. She only needs to go to the government to tell him about his father. My mother's name must also be found.

For example, General Qin was abducted and sold when he was young, because he knew the names of his parents. Even though he escaped, he became a beggar and could not find his parents. General Qin studied when he was young. It can be seen that the conditions at home are good, and he should be loved at home. How can he study? So he is pitiful, and finding his family is even more pitiful.

Aunt Lian smiled and explained to the young master: "The young master said, yes, your father's name is Qin Fang, but General Qin is also him."

Qin Linyang's eyes rolled around quickly, and finally the little adult nodded: "I understand, dad and father have two names, just like me, and I also have two names, is it right?" His name is Qin Linyang. , there is also a name called Xiaobaozi, so Qin Fang is the father's name, and General Qin is also the father's name. This explanation is no problem. Qin Linyang expressed his understanding.

How do you explain this is called Aunt Lian? Just laugh and cry and nodded.

Qin Linyang continued: "Mom, let's continue telling the story." His tone made people want to laugh.

Aunt Lian just smiled and continued: "General Qin found robbers on the way..."

"Mommy, who are the robbers?" Qin Linyang asked again.

Aunt Lian: "..." She always felt that the little master was very cute and very smart, but now she felt that the little master was really smart for asking such a smart question.

The ten boys also felt the pressure of Grandma Lian. They felt that if Grandma Lian continued to tell stories, the young master would definitely have more problems.

One of the boys had a shrewd look in his eyes: "Young Master, did you just want to hear the story of Calabash Baby?" This boy's name is Qin Ao, and before that, he was a waiter working in a shop.

Qin Linyang said crisply: "It's 놅. My mother speaks 놅 very well."

Qin Ao was originally a waiter in a shop. His master failed and he was sold by his master. For him, catching the master's attention and finding a way out was engraved in his bones. Get used to it. So when I saw Grandma Lian fell down when asked, she boldly said: "Can you tell me the story of the Calabash Baby? I didn't listen, I'm so envious of the young master. "He knew that as a slave, it was very unruly for his master to tell them stories. But the thing is, the young master is still young, so he asked the young master to tell them stories, and the main purpose was to coax the young master.

Aunt Lian glanced at him but said nothing. Qin Linyang looked at Qin Ao, and he thought: "Great. Calabash baby... Calabash baby grows on a vine... and then... then Calabash baby saves grandpa... and then..." No, then... ‌, expressing 땣‌놋limit놅Qin Linyang finished telling the story of ‌Calabash Baby놅, and then looked at Qin Ao, "After I finished speaking ‌, can ‌ tell stories?"

Young people like Qin Ao always listen to a story, but right, the stories they listen to are told by storytellers in taverns and inns. These stories are It is suitable for a two-year-old kid like the young master to listen to. Qin Ao also knew that if he told the young master such messy stories, his wife would definitely be angry. Therefore, he said: "Little 놅놊 can tell stories, but little 놅 can fold paper cranes, make birds, and weave grasshoppers. Do you want to see it, young master?"

Paper crane? Qin Linyang patted the white and tender little hands: "I want it, I want it. I will exchange the cake with my little brother. Let me see."

Qin Ao paid a courtesy to Qin Linyang: "Go back to the young master, there is no paper on the little one. I folded the paper crane and there was no grass. I made the grasshopper, and the little master performed a finger trick for the young master. good?"

Qin Linyang said: "That's great."

Then Qin Ao stretched out his hands, making 눕‌놊 with small animals, flying birds, mice, rabbits... Qin Linyang looked at the interesting things, and stretched out his hands. Learn.

When the rest of the boys saw Qin Ao making the young master happy, they also coaxed him to come over and show off their unique skills.

Aunt Lian watched them please her little master and was very satisfied. Grandma Lian is an ancient person, and the thoughts in her mind are very ancient, very feudal, and very simple. She feels that these ten boys are human beings, and they should do whatever they can to please the young master. Madam is good to these ten boys. These ten boys should be loyal to the young master with all their devotion.

Qin Linyang played with ten little brothers for a while, his fair little face turned red and he kept laughing.

Aunt Lian walked into the house and said to the old lady on the side: "Protect the young master and send him back at dinner time."

Mother-in-law: "Yes."

It was almost dinner time, and the mother-in-law took Qin Linyang back. As soon as they arrived at his mother's yard, Qin Linyang screamed: "Mother... mother..."

Yang Haiyan came when she heard his cry and saw her son jumping back. "What's the matter? You're calling me mother all the way."

Qin Linyang rushed into his mother's arms like a little cannonball. The two-year-old child rushed forward very much, knocking Yang Haiyan back. Fortunately, he came back for dinner. Qin Fang was also in the room, watching. When his wife was almost knocked down by his son, he hurriedly stepped forward to help her. After supporting his wife, he glared at his son and said, "You are so big, but you are not stable at all, running around and bumping around. What does it look like?"

Yang Haiyan listened and looked at her innocent son.

Qin Linyang glared at his father: "I am still a child." He is obviously a child, how did he grow up to be so big? He has been working very hard to eat, but his growth is very slow, and he is also very sad about this. "I want to grow up, grow up...I want to grow up even bigger."

Qin Fang: "‌‌It's a good skill."

Qin Linyang just ignored him, then took his mother's hand and said, "Mom, my little brother and I are playing together."

Yang Haiyan took her son's hand to wash his hands and asked, "What are you playing with the little brothers?"

"Play with this one." Qin Linyang took his hand and made a little bird with both hands, "This one."

"Wow, Linyang is so awesome." Yang Haiyan patted her son's head and praised him.

"Well, I'm the best." Qin Linyang puffed up his chest and answered proudly.

Yang Haiyan washed her son's hands and the family began to eat. The children played for a while and talked a lot. Their mouths were dry and they drank a bowl of soup first. But Yang Haiyan didn't let him drink more. If he drank more, he would probably urinate more after sleeping.

After finishing half the bowl of soup, Qin Linyang suddenly turned to look at his father.

Qin Fang looked at his son: "What?"

Qin Linyang asked curiously: "Dad, you have two names just like me."

Qin Fang raised his eyebrows. He even knew his own name. How come his son knew it? "Who told me my two names?"

Qin Linyang happily confessed to the mastermind: "It's grandma."

Mother Lian, who was already having dinner with her, knew that she had been betrayed by her little master.

Yang Haiyan looked at her son and was also very curious: "Mom, can you tell me what the two names are?" Yang Haiyan knew that her son called her Mammy, a friend of nature, Aunt Lian.

Qin Linyang stretched out his little hand and clasped one finger: "Mom said, my father's name is Qin Fang."

Yang Haiyan said: "Yes, this is my father's name. What is another name? What is it called?"

Qin Linyang flexed another finger: "Mommy said, my father's name is General Qin, two names."

Yang Haiyan and Qin Fang: "..." I wonder what the name will be.

Qin Linyang added: "My names are Qin Linyang and Xiao Baozi. They are the same as my father."

Yang Haiyan wanted to say, it’s really amazing, my son.

Second‌

Although she usually wakes up, she would still lie down in bed for a while. Qin Linyang is very active today. She goes to bed: "Mom...Mother..." The little guy calls her mother again as soon as she goes to bed, and runs to her parents. There was a knock on the door of the room.

Qin Fang was already in bed. He came in the morning to practice boxing and martial arts, so he was earlier, but Yang Haiyan was not so early.

When Qin Fang came back from training, he saw his son knocking on the door. He went to pick up his son and asked, "What are you doing?"

Qin Linyang said: "Dad, I want paper and straw."

Qin Fang: "What do you want this for?"

Qin Linyang hummed and said, "Play."

Play? Qin Linyang looked to the side to see the old lady. The mother-in-law immediately explained: "The young master wanted to make paper cranes or make grasshoppers..." The mother-in-law explained what happened yesterday.

When Qin Fang heard this, he took his son to the study room and took the cheapest paper, which he used to practice Chinese characters, and gave it to his son: "Take it."

Qin Linyang hugged the paper: "Where is the grass?"

"Where do you get the grass at home? Go to the stable and ask the groom." Qin Fang said, it's really a headache for the boy. One boy like this at home is enough.

Qin Linyang held the paper and took his mother-in-law to the stable. When he came from the stable, he only brought grass and led a horse towards his yard.

In the yard, ten boys have gone to Dr. Li's room to prepare Chinese medicine and come to cook the medicine early.

"Little brother..." When Qin Linyang held the paper and led the horse to find them, they were drinking medicine. Chinese medicine is very bitter, but they are willing to waste every drop of it because they all want to take good care of themselves.

Yang Haiyan knew her son's movements as soon as she went to bed. She smiled and shook her head. Sure enough, there were many boys in the family, and her son would pester her all the time.

In the blink of an eye, the Qin Mansion's banquet arrived.