"Jia Huan, do you know what kind of people in this world are most despised?"

Jia Cong stood on the platform, hugged his hands in front of him, and said lightly.

Jia Huan said without hesitation: "A poor person like you."

“…”

Jia Cong was not angry, but was a little funny and a pity.

Jia Huan had a clear premonition that he wanted to say something, so he immediately thought of using such words to block his mouth.

This reaction shows that he is not stupid at all and has a good qualification.

Unfortunately, I got an unreliable mother and was taught wrongly.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "In other words, do you know what kind of person I think is the most despised?"

Learning from the lesson and no longer giving this kid a chance to choke, he said directly: "A good man is a real man, what kind of hero is bullying a girl? Who can look down on such a person?"

After all, Jia Huan was a child. After hearing this, he was so anxious that he was so anxious that he looked down on others. Without asking why Jia Cong looked down on others, he twisted his neck and shouted: "Who bullied the girl? You bullied the girl! It was obvious that she was stupid!"

Xiao Jixiang was carrying a bookcase on the side, hanging his head and dared not say anything.

A pair of caterpillar eyebrows became a horoscope.

Jia Cong frowned and said, "Okay, I didn't say it was you. You made a fuss, wouldn't you admit it?"

Seeing that Jia Huan was going to make trouble, Jia Cong made a big move: "It's not far away that is the master's study, please be louder."

Jia Huan, who was about to jump, immediately became depressed when he heard this. He glanced at Mengpozhai in the south with his eyes slanted, and became honest with lingering fear.

Thinking of the little guy's strong help before and his nature was not bad, Jia Cong said again: "But have breakfast? I've left you an egg, will you eat it?"

Jia Huan looked at Jia Cong with his eyes hanging and said in a muffled voice: "You peeled it for me like you did last time."

Jia Cong nodded with a smile and said, "Let you, girl, come in and rest for a while. Sweat all over the forehead, and it will be a cold when you go back."

Xiao Jixiang looks about the same age as Jia Huan. In his previous life, he just started the first grade of elementary school...

Jia Huan said angrily: "You will be a good person."

But after all, he went forward, took the bookcase from Xiao Jixiang, and glared and said, "Go and sit in the house for a while, it's useless!

Look at how tall and strong Si Qi is. Like a horse, she doesn’t let her cart get gasp…”

Xiao Jixiang was scolded and quickly walked into the inner room with a careful step.

"Ahem..."

Before Jia Huan could scold him, he was interrupted by Jia Cong's cough.

The two of them had some tacit understanding. When Jia Huan heard the cough, he immediately closed his mouth and did not continue talking.

He looked at Jia Cong, followed Jia Cong's gaze, turned his head to look at the door, and then suddenly shuddered, ran behind Jia Cong.

I saw the tall and plump Si Qi standing at the wooden door, staring at him fiercely...

Jia Cong couldn't help laughing and said, "Sister Si Qi is here?"

Si Qi first glanced at Jia Huan who was grimacing behind him, then walked in and handed a bag to Jia Cong, and said lukewarmly: "This is a pair of shoes our girl made for you, and Miss Ping'er asked me to send me a piece of clothing."

After taking the bag, Jia Cong said, "Thank you for me and ask them hello."

Si Qi nodded, but her expression was a little light, not as close as she had in the previous two months. She just said "I know" and turned around and left.

Jia Cong was a little surprised, but heard a sour voice behind him: "Okay, Jia Cong, you are shaking now, someone gives you clothes, someone makes shoes, and someone gives you cloak..."

Jia Cong turned around and asked in surprise: "Do you know that my wife gave me a cloak?"

Jia Huan curled his lips and snorted, "I don't know who is in the house now? Everyone praises the virtuous and virtuous of his wife, but my mother said you are finished. If you fall into the hands of the eldest wife in the future, you will have to die."

Jia Cong narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and said, "You know a lot, then do you know what Si Qi is doing?"

Two months ago, Si Qi kept giving Jia Cong snacks, and became more and more familiar with Jia Huan, who often came to find Jia Cong.

Furthermore, Jia Huan's mother, Aunt Zhao, was idle and had nothing to do, and she had to go all day long and had a lot of things to know.

Sure enough, Jia Huan knew it, and he laughed and said, "You did something bad before, but you harmed Si Qi and her grandmother. The eldest master ordered someone to take it down and beat him half a day. Even her daughter's family was implicated and fined Yinmi for half a year.

Now Wang Shanbao and his family in the mansion are about to become a joke, and this year is a bad luck!

Si Qi and her mother are tired, can you say she can still treat you well?"

Jia Cong didn't know what to say, but he had no sympathy for Wang Shanbao's family.

Although he told Si Qi that he had offset several crimes that day, there were actually more crimes that were not offset, and there would be a time to settle them in the future.

But he still agrees with Si Qi, who is quite arrogant.

If it weren't for her, he would have to endure it halfway to death two months ago.

But now that things have come to this point, it is useless to think about it any more.

This is not his fault.

"Let's go, go in." Jia Cong said.

Jia Huan shouted, "Where is Baoyu? Haven't come yet?

Hehe, it's better for the master to come and see him..."

"Ahem!!"

Jia Huan was interrupted by Jia Cong before he finished speaking. He subconsciously shut up and looked back with a pale face, praying in his heart that it would be better to be the master or Baoyu.

Just looking back, there was someone at the empty door...

Knowing that he was teased, Jia Huan was furious and turned his body to arrest Jia Cong, but there was no one in front of him.

However, seeing this, Jia Huan was not so annoyed and grinned and said angrily: "You are Jia Cong, you are so weird that my mother always says you are sinister, and it turns out that it's not easy to meet each other!

Let’s see how I deal with you!!”

After grinning, he rushed in without lifting the curtain.

...

On the small scepter of the main hall, Xiao Jixiang's big eyes rolled around, watching her master chasing Jia Cong. After chasing for a long time but not catching up, he was coaxed to sit down.

Who is so obedient to her master?

At home, I dared to twist my neck and fuck it...

And the third master Cong is also a legendary figure in the mansion.

Unexpectedly, he could be with someone like Huan Ge'er...

Could it be that the two third brothers are just as the nannies said, right?

But before she could watch, she saw Xiaohong and Chunyan rushing over as if they had just gotten up and took her to the ear room.

It's not easy to disturb the masters' entry into school.

On this side, Jia Cong sat down with Jia Huan, who was panting with annoyance or panting with a smile. The curtain was lifted open again, and Jia Baoyu finally came to the door.

He wore a two-color golden butterfly with big red arrow sleeves, and tied with colorful silks to gather flowers and long ears.

The outer cover is covered with a blue-colored flowered eight-piece Japanese-forged scattered jacket, and small morning boots with green satin foundation on their feet.

It is white and neat, and compared to the skinny Jia Cong and the crooked Jia Huan, it is really dazzling and extraordinary.

His movements were much greater than that of Jia Huan who drove a little auspicious.

Behind him were four little girls, holding book boxes, pens, ink, paper, ink, teacup, and brocade cushions...

After entering the door, Jia Baoyu was polite but obviously alienated to Jia Cong. After Jia Huan nodded, the four little girls helped him clean up the large red sandalwood desk on the main hall.

I placed the bookcase, tea cup, pen, ink, paper and ink, put the cushion and brocade, and after making the tea, I found the hand stove sent by Xiren yesterday afternoon and added charcoal.

Finally, he served Jia Baoyu and took off his cloak, lit a cage of incense, and finally retired successfully.

Seeing this style, Jia Huan curled his lips disdainfully and looked at Jia Cong.

But Jia Cong clearly saw envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes, and wanted to replace him...

He smiled softly, knocked on Jia Huan's head, and then took the books that were cleaned by the four little girls on the table next to him.

As the study where Jia Zheng and Jia Zhu studied, Mo Zhu did not have only one desk.

In addition to a large one in the middle, there are also a small one on the left and right side windows, which is enough.

After Xiaohong and Chunyan finished their makeup, they sent Xiao Jixiang away, and then hurriedly came to serve.

Seeing that the little girl brought by Baoyu had occupied the big desk, the two girls almost died, and swore in their hearts that they would not sleep again...

He also arranged to pour water for Jia Cong and Jia Huan, while Xiaohong helped Jia Cong light the hand stove and foot stove.

When Jia Huan saw it, he pressed his voice and said sarcastically: "Jia Cong, you are really shaking, you even have this?"

Jia Cong glanced at him and said in a low voice: "Don't you?"

After saying that, he said to Xiaohong: "You can use these for Brother Huan, he didn't bring them today."

Xiaohong hesitated immediately when she heard this, Jia Cong said again: "You forgot that I didn't allow you to add more charcoal last night, I'm not resistant to heat."
To be continued...