Chapter 2 Family affection is actually the process of mutual comfort

The biggest role of a Chinese mother in giving birth to a son seems to be to show off, to make her face shine, just like a hen who always has to scream a few times after laying a huge egg.

Yun Niang is naturally the same.

Her six-year-old son was finally able to speak, and she felt that the whole world should celebrate it.

"Son, can you speak?"

"Yes!"

"Why don't you say it?"

"Don't want to say ......"

"You always have to talk to your mother, you haven't spoken all these years, my mother thinks you can't speak!"

"I've told you so much!"

"Liar—"

"You fell asleep while I spoke."

"Okay, okay, when you want to talk in the future, wake up as your mother, let's talk together, in the future, if others ask again, you will say that your mother said, you are not allowed to talk to fools!"

"Okay......"

"Call my mother again, tell me!"

"Mother-"

"Alas—good son!"

"Scream again!"

"Mother!"

"Keep calling! Waiting for this mother's neck to grow, you stinky child, I've been worried for so long! ”

Yun Niang was immersed in happiness and couldn't extricate herself, no matter what Yun Zhao said at the moment, she believed it, and Yun Zhao was willing to give the greatest happiness to this woman who could risk her life to save him.

In this woman's ugliest moment, he discovered the most precious maternal instinct in this woman, and became the son of this woman, and did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.

When he sat with the wild boar in the morning and watched the rising sun, he was ready to accept the world.

In the past few years, the gap in his heart is too big, so that he has been immersed in his own world and rarely cares about the outside.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had become the woman's biggest reliance and burden.

A proud soul should not be a burden to others, but should be the greatest support for all those who love themselves.

Yun Zhao thinks so, he feels that he has the capital and ability to become the support of others, after all, this body contains a great, noble, magical, wise, full of all kinds of messy knowledge and far-sighted soul.

Many times, there are always women who complain about their children and say that it is better to give birth to you than to lay an egg!

Yun Niang actually gave birth to an unconscious egg, which is a tragedy, but she is happy, and there is a lonely soul willing to live in this egg and become her son...... This is a great blessing in her misfortune!

Life is actually like this, parents give the body, as for whether the soul mind will follow the parents, this possibility is very low.

The son is not filial to the father, and from the perspective of human ethics, this is a great evil!

From the perspective of human development, it is the right thing to do, after all, if the son and the father are poured out of the same mold, Yun Zhao believes that the people of this world should still live like monkeys.

Yun Niang walked very fast and steadily, God knows how she used two three-inch golden lotuses to carry her tall body and her six-year-old fat son could still walk like the wind.

Although all this came a little late, as long as happiness can come for Yun Niang, it is not too late.

Yunjia Zhuangzi is actually a dilapidated village, and the mottled patent leather on the lintel silently tells the fact that the family has fallen.

Only the huge carved archway in front of the gate is still trying to stick to the glorious era that the Yun family once had.

There is a happy event in the family, and the first person Yun Niang wants to talk to is naturally Yun Zhao's father.

The clean spirit card with white characters on a black background is Yun Zhao's father and Yun Niang's husband Yun Siyuan.

Yun Zhao accompanied his mother to kneel in front of the spiritual seat, curiously looking at the dense Yun ancestor spirit tablets on the table, it was difficult to find Yun Siyuan's tablet from it, only Yun Niang could accurately entrust her grief to her husband.

Yun Zhao had experienced this kind of thing many times, and only this time did Yun Niang have a smile on her face.

She said a lot of things to her husband, and even some of the words were very private, and Yun Niang didn't feel any offense to the ancestors when she said these words in front of her ancestors.

Yun Zhao was pushed to the spiritual position by his mother, and looking at the layers of spiritual positions, Yun Zhao had a feeling that his soul was exposed to everyone's eyes.

He could even feel a thousand eyes focused on him like pins and needles, which made him very uneasy.

Paying homage to the ancestors of the Yun clan is a torture of the soul for Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao was a little ashamed, especially when he saw Yun Siyuan's tablet, he was very uneasy, he was very worried that Yun Siyuan's soul would come out of the tablet and pinched his neck and questioned.

Fortunately, the spirit sign is very stable, there is no unexpected movement, except for the ecstatic cheers and outpouring of Yun Niang, there is no other noise.

The incense on his trembling and towering was also burning quietly, and a faint smoke enveloped the tablet, infiltrating Yun Zhao's apology into the tablet little by little, and the ancestor of the Yun family seemed to accept this reluctant decision.

Yun Niang touched her son's fat body up and down and seemed to be very satisfied, pinching her son's soft ass and said with satisfaction: "Your father is in poor health, he died young, and he left our mother and son without carrying a cold. ”

Yun Zhao smiled happily with a mouth that was missing a front tooth, and nodded again and again.

Yun Niang angrily slapped her son's head and said: "Like your father, he is not a good person, obviously he is not in good health, and he also patronized a lot of Goolan Courtyard when he went to Xi'an, his soul was not taken away by the cold, but by those fox spirits." ”

Yun Zhao listened to his mother's illogical nagging as he set his eyes on his father's tablet.

Yun Niang forcibly twisted her son's head and said hatefully: "When he was alive, his mother was not afraid of him, but now that he is gone, can he continue to quarrel with me?"

Listen to your mother in the future, don't learn from your father! ”

After speaking, he kowtowed to the ancestor according to Yun Zhao's head, and kowtowed three times in a row, and then stopped.

After getting up, seeing that Yun Siyuan's tablet seemed to be stained with a little dust, he took out a handkerchief, wiped the dust off little by little, and then put the tablet on his forehead and sighed: "If you are alive, it is better than anything else...... I admit to marrying eighty concubines. ”

Seeing his mother's affectionate side, Yun Zhao finally determined that his body was still a product of love after all, and once a child was really a product of love, his fate would not be too bad.

After paying homage to the ancestors, Yun Niang took her son back to the bedroom and began to dress up under the service of two black-faced maids.

The woman in her twenties wore a navy blue coarse cloth dress and a black strapher tied to her forehead, which was no different from the old woman.

Now after changing into a brightly colored dress, he used a little rouge thinly, and finally took a sneak peek at his son, and took a bite of the matchmaker, and then dragged Yun Zhao, who had changed into a new set of silk clothes, to the front yard.

The way she walks is obviously rehearsed, because she has a pair of proud three-inch golden lotus, she walks and becomes swaying, and her crotch swings very strongly.

Yun Zhao didn't look like that, he felt that his mother walked more like a fat duck......

The golden step on the mother's head is very dazzling, and as the mother walks, the pearl tassel hanging on the golden step shakes three times, and the light is bright.

Seeing his mother sitting on a high-backed chair, Jin Buyan stopped shaking, and the black-faced maid called Yingchun put a cup of tea on his mother's hand, which seemed to be used to warm her hands, and her mother held the tea bowl and looked at the large group of people standing at the bottom of the steps in a tone that Yun Zhao had never heard before.

"The ancestors of the Yun family bless, the little young master has enlightened his wisdom, from now on, if anyone dares to treat my son like a fool, he will be severely punished with ten whips!

There are rammed goods that chew the root of the tongue in the back, and sell them to Yan'an Mansion to dig coal!

Disrespectful to the young master, same example!

Did you hear me clearly? ”

As soon as Yun Niang's cold words like ice beads landed, an old man in a sheepskin jacket led the people in the courtyard to bow down and say, "Obey Madame's orders!" ”