No one in the Qin family had ever called Qin Fang "General Qin" in front of Qin Linyang, so he didn't know that General Qin was his father. When he called him that, Nanny Lian was stunned. Nanny Lian smiled and explained, "General Qin is your father."
Qin Linyang blinked, and then said seriously, "Nanny, you remembered it wrongly. Daddy... Daddy is called Qin Fang, mother said so." Ancient people would not teach such a young child to remember the names of their parents. In the minds of ancient people, if a child called his parents by their names, it was extremely unfilial and it would not sound good if it was spread out. But Yang Haiyan didn't think so. Although her son was still very young, she had been teaching him to remember her and Qin Fang's names, so that if the child was missing one day in the future, as long as he could go to the government and tell the names of his parents, he would definitely be found.
For example, Qin Jiang was abducted when he was young. Because he didn't know the names of his parents, even if he escaped, he became a beggar and couldn't find his parents. Qin Jiang was able to study when he was young, which shows that his family conditions were good and he should have been loved at home, otherwise how could he study? So now he is pitiful, and it is even more pitiful that he can't find his family.
Nanny Lian smiled and explained to the young master: "Young Master, what you said is very true. Your father is Qin Fang, but Qin Jiangjun is also him."
Qin Linyang's smart eyes turned, and finally nodded like a little adult: "I understand, Daddy has two names, just like me, I also have two names, right?" His name is Qin Linyang, and another name is Xiao Baozi, so Qin Fang is Daddy's name, and Qin Jiangjun is also Daddy's name, so there is no problem with this explanation. Qin Linyang said he understood.
How could Nanny Lian explain this? She could only nod her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Qin Linyang continued, "Then Nanny, please continue telling the story." The tone of voice made people want to laugh.
Nanny Lian had to smile and continue, "General Qin found robbers on the way..."
"Nanny, what are robbers?" Qin Linyang asked again.
Nanny Lian: "..." She always thought that the young master was very cute and very smart, but now she felt that the young master was really too smart. Could he not ask such smart questions?
The ten boys could also feel the pressure from Nanny Lian. They felt that if Nanny Lian continued to tell the story, the young master would definitely have more questions.
One of the boys had a gleam of cleverness in his eyes: "Young Master, you just said you've heard the story of Calabash Brothers?" This boy's name was Qin Huan, and before that, he was a waiter in a store.
Qin Linyang said in a crisp voice: "Yes, my mother told it, it's very beautiful."
Qin Huan was originally a waiter in a store, and his master went bankrupt, so he was sold by the master. For him, it was innate and ingrained in his bones to win the master's attention and find a way out. So when he saw that Nanny Lian was stumped by the question, he boldly spoke: "Then can you tell me the story of Calabash Brothers? I haven't heard it, and I'm so jealous of you, young master." He knew that as a servant, it was very unruly for the master to tell them stories. But there are exceptions to everything. The young master is still young, and he is not asking him to tell stories to the servants. The main purpose is to coax the young master.
Nanny Lian glanced at him but did not say anything. Qin Linyang looked at Qin Huang and thought for a while: "Okay. Calabash Brothers... Calabash Brothers grew on a vine... Then... Then Calabash Brothers saved Grandpa... Then..." There was no then. Qin Linyang, who had limited expression skills, finished telling the story of Calabash Brothers and then looked at Qin Huang, "I'm done. Can you tell a story?"
Young boys of Qin Huang's age have always heard a few stories, but the stories they heard were told by storytellers in taverns and inns. These stories are not suitable for two or three-year-old kids like the young master. Qin Hong also knew that he couldn't tell a messy story to the young master, otherwise the lady would definitely be angry. So he said, "I can't tell stories, but I can fold paper cranes, make little birds, and weave grasshoppers. Do you want to see it, young master?"
Paper cranes? Qin Linyang clapped his white and tender hands: "I want it, I want it. I'll exchange cakes with my brother. Let me see it."
Qin Hong bowed to Qin Linyang: "My dear, I don't have any paper, so I can't fold paper cranes, and I don't have any grass, so I can't weave grasshoppers. Can I perform a finger trick for you?" Qin
Linyang said, "Okay."
Then Qin Hong stretched out his hands and made different small animals with his hands, including flying birds, mice, rabbits... Qin Linyang found it interesting and stretched out his hands to learn.
Seeing that Qin Huan's coaxing made
the young master happy, the remaining boys also started to coax him, showing off their own unique skills. Nanny Lian was very satisfied watching them please the young master. Nanny Lian was from the ancient times, and her thoughts were very ancient, feudal, and simple. She felt that as servants, these ten boys should do whatever they could to please the young master. Madam was good to these ten boys, and these ten boys should do their best to be loyal to the young master.
Qin Linyang played with the ten little brothers for a while, his white little face was rosy, and he kept laughing.
Nanny Lian walked out of the house and said to the maid beside her: "Protect the young master and send him back for dinner."
The maid said: "Yes."
When it was almost time for dinner, the maid took Qin Linyang back. As soon as they arrived at his mother's yard, Qin Linyang cried out: "Mom... Mom..."
Yang Haiyan heard his cry and saw her son coming back skipping: "What's the matter? You're calling mom from such a long distance."
Qin Linyang rushed into his mother's arms like a little cannonball. The two-week-old child was very impetuous and knocked Yang Haiyan back a few steps. Fortunately, Qin Fang, who had come back for dinner, was also in the house. Seeing that his wife was almost knocked down by his son, he hurried forward to help her. After supporting his wife, he glared at his son and said, "You've grown up so much, but you're still not stable at all, running around and bumping around, what a mess."
Yang Haiyan listened and looked at his innocent son.
Qin Linyang glared at his father and said, "I'm still a child." He was obviously a child, how could he have grown so much? He had tried very hard to eat, but he grew very slowly, and he was very sad about it. "I want to grow up, grow... grow bigger than you."
Qin Fang: "Then you are really capable."
Qin Linyang ignored him and took his mother's hand and said: "Mom, I played with the little brothers."
Yang Haiyan took her son's hand to wash his hands, and asked: "What did you play with the little brothers?"
"I played this." Qin Linyang pulled out his hands and made a little bird with his hands, "This."
"Wow, Linyang is really amazing." Yang Haiyan touched her son's head and praised.
"Well, I am the best." Qin Linyang puffed up his little chest and answered proudly.
Yang Haiyan washed her son's hands, and the family of three began to eat. The child played for a while in the afternoon and talked a lot. His mouth was dry, so he drank a bowl of soup first. But Yang Haiyan didn't let him drink too much, because if he drank too much, he would probably urinate more after falling asleep.
After drinking half a bowl of soup, Qin Linyang suddenly turned his head to look at his father.
Qin Fang looked back at his son: "What's wrong?"
Qin Linyang asked curiously, "Dad, you have two names like me."
Qin Fang raised his eyebrows. He didn't even know he had two names, so how did his son know? "Who told you I had two names?"
Qin Linyang happily confessed the mastermind, "It was Mammy."
Mammy Lian, who was already having dinner at his place, didn't know that she had been betrayed by the young master.
Yang Haiyan looked at her son and was also curious, "Did Mammy tell you what Dad's two names were?" The one who was called Mammy by her son was Mammy Lian, a friend of nature. Yang Haiyan knew this.
Qin Linyang stretched out his little hand and showed a finger: "Mom said that Daddy's name is Qin Fang."
Yang Haiyan said: "Yes, this is Daddy's name, then what is the other name? What is it?"
Qin Linyang showed another finger: "Mammy said that Daddy's name is Qin Jiangjun, two names."
Yang Haiyan and Qin Fang: "..." I thought it would be a different name.
Qin Linyang said again: "My name is Qin Linyang, Xiao Baozi, two names, the same as Daddy."
Yang Haiyan wanted to say, it's really amazing, my son.
The next day
Qin Linyang, who usually stays in bed for a while after waking up, got up very actively today: "Mom... Mom..." The little guy who got up and called mom again, ran to the door of his parents' room and knocked on the door.
Qin Fang had already gotten up. He would practice boxing and martial arts in the morning, so he got up earlier, but Yang Haiyan didn't get up that early.
Qin Fang came back from training and saw his son knocking on the door. He went over and picked up his son: "What are you doing?"
Qin Linyang said: "Dad, I want paper and grass."
Qin Fang: "What do you want this for?"
Qin Linyang snorted: "Play."
Play? Qin Linyang looked at the old woman on the side. The old woman immediately explained: "The young master wants to fold a paper crane with paper and weave a grasshopper with grass..." The old woman explained what happened yesterday afternoon.
Qin Fang heard this and took his son to the study room. He took out the cheapest paper, which was the waste paper he had used to practice calligraphy, and gave it to his son: "Take it."
Qin Linyang hugged the paper: "Where
is the grass?" "Where can we get the grass at home? Go to the stable and ask the groom." Qin Fang said, this kid is really a headache. One kid like him is enough at home.
Qin Linyang held the paper and took the old woman to the stable. When he came out of the stable, he not only brought grass, but also led a horse and walked towards his yard.
In the yard, ten boys had already gone to Doctor Li to get Chinese medicine and got up early to boil the medicine.
"Little brother..." When Qin Linyang held the paper and led the horse to find them, they were drinking the medicine. Chinese medicine is very bitter, but they are reluctant to waste a drop, because they all want their bodies to be healthy.
Yang Haiyan knew her son's movements after she got up. She smiled and shook her head. Sure enough, with a few more boys in the family, her son would not pester her all day.
In a blink of an eye, the banquet at Qin's house arrived.
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