Chapter 427: Xiao Yi and Nan Jiaojiao in childhood (1)

At that time he was very resistant to the people in Nanfu.
He avoided his third aunt's hand, holding the book without saying a word.
The third aunt squatted down in front of him and smiled and pointed to the words in the book: "Say this sentence:'Heard the Tao in the morning, and you die in the evening'."
"I understand the truth in the morning, even if I am about to die at night, I have no regrets or regrets." He looked down proudly, "I don't need you to teach me, I understand."
The beautiful and gentle woman laughed out loud.
She touched his head, "This is only a literal meaning. In fact, it means that when we understand the truth and beliefs and practice for them, we can die without regrets. For example, those with lofty ideals who believe in the country, They threw their heads and shed blood when the country was alive and dead. This is'the morning after hearing the Dao, death can be done at night'."
Does it mean that?
He raised his head and stared at the woman in a daze.
He quickly curled his lips and turned a page in disapproval, "Since you understand this, then tell me, how do you read this sentence and what does it mean?"
In that afternoon, the spring sun was shining, and the azaleas in the garden bloomed lively.
The third aunt taught him a lot, and told him that if she didn't understand anything in the future, she would go to Jinyi Pavilion to ask her, and she even applied for his clan studies and gave him the opportunity to study in a college.
In the summer, he came back from the college and heard that his third aunt was pregnant.
He sneaked into the Jinyi Pavilion and saw the third aunt, wearing a loose sky blue skirt, sitting under the eaves and reading, her face was fair and peaceful, and there was a plate of sour bayberry beside her.
Her belly was round and bulging, and there was about a baby hidden inside.
There was some unspeakable anger in his heart, and it looked like jealousy.
This woman who treats herself well will have her own child.
In the future, she will probably not treat him well again.
He wanted to turn around and leave, but he alarmed his third aunt.
She smiled and closed the scroll, beckoning to him: "Xiao Yi, come here."
He walked under the eaves with a calm face.
The woman held his face, squeezed it like a child who was not sensible, and smiled: "You child, what do you do with a calm face when you are young? Come and taste a bayberry!"
While speaking, Yang Mei was put into his mouth.
"acid."
He disliked it.
The third aunt laughed briskly, "Everyone said sour children, I might have a son, right? If you give birth to you, will you be a brother?"
At that time, his expression was very disgusting.
"Look at this little eyebrow frowning."
The third aunt smiled and nodded his eyebrows, then took his hand and covered her belly.
Xiao Yi felt strange.
There was a small animal hiding in the belly of the third aunt, and she secretly kicked him with her hind paw.
He withdrew his hand hastily.
He stared at his swollen belly, scared and curious, and whispered: "Is my brother hiding inside?"
The third aunt touched her belly, a little surprised, "Usually, she's very good, but when you touch it, it suddenly starts to make noise...like a little fish is spitting bubbles."
"Does my brother dislike me?"
"Xiao Yi is so behaved, why wouldn't my brother dislike you? He makes bubbles just because he likes you."
That summer, the third aunt's smile was very warm.
The bayberry in Jinyi Pavilion is very sour and sweet.
In the late spring and early summer of the following year, Xiao Yi came back from the academy and heard that his aunt was about to give birth.
He is already six years old.
He squatted among the hibiscus flowers in Jinyi Pavilion, watching the maids bring out pots of blood.
The old lady paced back and forth in the courtyard, their anxious mouths singed.
As soon as Nan Guang hurried back from the outer room, he was given a crutches when he ran in.
The old lady, Jiang's family, and Nan Mu began to reprimand Nan Guang, by scolding him to shift their anxiety.
The whole courtyard is noisy.
The noise came to an abrupt end with the loud crying from the room.
With blood still on her hands, Wien hurriedly pushed the door to announce her congratulations: "Congratulations to the old lady and the third master, the lady has given birth to a daughter! Chubby, don't mention how energetic!"
"Daughter, how come you are a daughter?" Nan Guang muttered, "What about the good son..."
The old lady gave him another crutches and yelled: "It's not bad to give you a baby, but also pick and choose! What's the use of a son? Just like you, trouble me for nothing!"
It was noisy, a nest of Nan family rushed into the bedroom.
Xiao Yi still squatted in the hibiscus flowers.
He was very sorry at that time.
He had agreed to give him a younger brother, and he thought about it. In the future, he can help him enlighten, take him on horseback and shoot arrows, and even teach him how to use guns and sticks...
Why did you give birth to a younger sister?
It was getting late.
When the Nan family who came to visit had finished walking, Xiao Yi got out of the hibiscus flowers.
He patted the dust off his body, walked solemnly under the eaves, and carefully tapped the fan.
The maid opened the door and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the second son! The lady said you would come to visit. The maid didn't believe it, but now she believes it."
He was invited into the bedroom.
There was no smell in the room, and the fragrance of flowers was very elegant and calm.
On the Babu embroidery bed, the light gauze curtain embroidered with hibiscus flowers is rolled up high.
The third aunt was lying on the bedding, her black hair scattered on the pillow towel, her face a little pale.
When she laughed, there was a strange and gentle beauty, which seemed to shine in his young eyes.
Thinking about it now, it's about the beauty of motherhood.
She said: "Sorry, I couldn't bring you a younger brother."
He shook his head.
The rest of the light fell on the cradle beside the eight-step bed.
In the cradle was a baby, the newly born baby, sleeping in the baby with his eyes closed, wrinkled and not pretty at all.
He couldn't help but worry about his third aunt.
Her daughter is so ugly when she was born, how can she get it when she grows up?
I will never get married in the future.
The third aunt said warmly: "You can hug her."
He shook his head quickly.
Such an ugly baby, in his arms, he will have nightmares at night.
but……
He hesitated again.
Just a hug, shouldn't it matter?
She is so small, sleeping with a small mouth pursed, and she looks ugly after a long time.
He hesitated for a long time before picking up the baby carefully.
He looked at the little baby, with even more strange feelings in his heart.
Such a small baby will grow up day by day, slowly grow to his size, and learn many skills like him...
The third aunt smiled and said, "Do you like my sister?"
He nodded seriously, "I like it."
"Then what name should I give my younger sister?" Auntie was a little bit distressed. "Her father is unreliable, and the name is ugly. What Baohua, Baocui, why didn't he just call her Nancuihua? Huh?"
Xiao Yi watched the baby.
After a long while, he whispered: "Bao Yi."
"Baoyi?"
"May someone treat her like a jewel like a treasure, and have no worries about life."
Flowing fire in July, giving clothes in September.
Gradually, Xiao Baoyi was no longer a crumpled ugly doll.
She is white and tender, like a glutinous rice dumpling, with round eyes and black as a puppy, very flattering.
The Nan family pampered her very much.
While Xiao Yi was running between the clan school and the loquat courtyard, Dayong sent someone over again. He knew his life experience and the burden on his shoulders.