Chapter 69 The bun has meat, not on the folds

Tie Xinyuan lay on the bed in pain, the fox stepped on him, and helped him massage his ass with his paws.

was in the limelight, not only did he not praise him, but he was beaten up by a stinky beating, which was something that Tie Xinyuan didn't expect at all.

I also thanked Wang Jian with a smile, and also made a big pot of fragrant Zhenzi soup, cooked a lot of noodles and entertained Wang Yan and his party diligently, and even asked Tie Xinyuan to send some of the remaining noodles to Tongzi's family and the neighbors next to him.

When the guests left, the neighbors went home for dinner, and the happy mother was gone, and Tie Qingxin pressed Tie Xinyuan on the stool is a bamboo plank.

After the fight, he didn't give an explanation, and asked him to think for himself, if he couldn't tell the reason tomorrow, he would continue to beat him tomorrow......

The fox is not very good at massaging, this guy will step on it with his paws, and Tie Xinyuan, who has stepped on the wound several times, grinned in pain.

Wang Rouhua walked in with the ointment, drove the fox away, and began to apply medicine to her son's buttocks, and said viciously while applying the medicine: "Have you thought clearly? ”

Tie Xinyuan wailed, "It's not tomorrow yet." ”

"Aren't you a child prodigy? There's no need to wait until tomorrow. ”

Tie Xinyuan grinned and said, "Mother, why are you so afraid of your son becoming famous?" ”

Wang Rouhua coughed and said: "Son, you are still young now, as long as you remember one thing, you must remember it in this life!" ”

Tie Xinyuan saw that his mother said seriously and hurriedly said, "You said, the child will remember it in his heart." ”

"Well, you remember it for me, you, Tie Xinyuan, are the people of Tiejiazhuang in Kaifeng County, your father is a blacksmith Tieqi, your mother is a peasant woman named Wang Rouhua, you are the son of a blacksmith and a peasant woman, can you remember?"

Hearing his mother say this, Tie Xinyuan wailed: "This beating is really wronged, I have never modified my ancestors' ideas, even after becoming famous."

I'm just a kid with the surname Tie, of course, if you want the child's surname Wang Child, I basically don't have any opinion, my life is given by you and my father, and I don't have any opinion on whose surname is the two of you. ”

"Shut up, your father Tie Qi is an upright man, his mother married your father, he is not a son-in-law who insults his ancestors and disgraces his surname, you are his son, then you can only be surnamed Tie, how can there be a reason to follow my surname Wang!"

Tie Xinyuan saw that his mother was a little anxious, so he said seriously: "Do you think my grandfather's family will come and snatch me away?" ”

Wang Rouhua pursed her lips and said: "The Wang family's Sanhuai Hall has produced an ancestor Wang Dan, and everyone says that he alone has exhausted the aura of the three generations of the Sanhuai Hall, resulting in the current Sanhuai Hall not producing anything except the mallet, your grandfather and they are very worried about the succession of the Sanhuai Hall."

The world is looking for talents in the Wang clan, and I heard that the hometown of Shandong has not let go.

Hehe, as a result, the people who found it basically didn't have anything to use except for the mallet. ”

Tie Xinyuan frowned and said, "Isn't it good to have a second uncle?" ”

Wang Rouhua said with a smile: "Thirty-nine-year-old person, relying on the strength of the whole family to mix for 20 years to get into the position of Haizhou Tongju, I heard that it is this position that he has done to shake the unstable, if you remove the support of the Wang family, it can be a county magistrate at most, even so, you need to do a good survey, count on him, it is better to expect the sow to go to the tree, no, the sow on the tree was in the big water that year for the mother to see it with her own eyes." So he is inferior to a sow. ”

Tie Xinyuan rubbed his itchy nose and smiled: "Mother, the child seems to be, you don't have a good impression of the people in my grandfather's family at all." ”

Wang Rouhua shook her head and said: "The love of the blood is still there, but the family affection can't be talked about, a big family that will be tilted in order to be able to continue the glory of the family, there is no friendship at all, they thought that the mother would ruin the luck of the Wang family, and they were bent on sending the mother to the sister-in-law temple......

Wang Rouhua suddenly found that she seemed to have talked too much, so she hurriedly stopped her mouth, and when she looked down at her son, she found that there was a hint of mockery on her son's face.

If it is a seven or eight-year-old child from another family, naturally there is no need to think about it, but Wang Rouhua is a mother who knows her son's character.

This kid is very precocious and thoughtful, if he is concerned, it will not be a good thing for the Wang family.

Tie Xinyuan saw that his mother was embarrassed, so he smiled and said: "Then it's decided, the child will make up his mind to be surnamed Tie in the future, and he doesn't plan to change it in this life." ”

"We don't provoke the Wang family, we don't harm them, just live our own lives without injustice or hatred.

My child is naturally the number one prodigy in Tokyo City......"

Tie Xinyuan paused for a moment and said, "How do you see it?" Just because children can compose poetry? ”

Wang Rouhua said with a smile: "My son won't wet the bed when he is half a year old, can I ask other children?" ”

Tie Xinyuan: "......"

Listening to his irritable mother complaining that Tie Xinyuan had to do as a son, he stubbornly believed that if it weren't for his own clay carving and wood sculpture that could accept any negative information, his mother might have gone crazy a long time ago.

After saying bad things about her grandfather's house, my mother went to bed satisfied, and she felt that she had a very fulfilling day.

Not only did they find a place to open a store, but the three mothers-in-law were already happily cleaning up the new storefront, finishing the most troublesome thing, and when they got home, they heard that their son had become a prodigy confirmed by the emperor, and they also accepted many compliments, and finally taught their son a lesson.

Both physically and mentally are greatly satisfied......

She went to sleep, leaving only Tie Xinyuan, who had a colorful butt, and the fox who was huddled in her nest to watch Tie Xinyuan.

Tie Xinyuan has never looked forward to growing up as quickly as he does now......

"Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger, nourishing the spirit under the green shade tree, I don't speak first in the spring, which insect dares to make a sound?"

"How? With the finishing touch of the last two sentences, the name of this child prodigy is not in vain. ”

Wang Su put the paper in his hand on the table and said with a smile: "The quality of the poem is secondary, and the old man values the unruly momentum shown by this poem more."

It's a pity that this child has no other poems to pass on, otherwise the old man would have been able to touch the child's heart from his poems. ”

Mr. Ge Yuan said with a smile: "There is no such possibility, Your Majesty has already advised this child not to focus on poetry and songs, but to put on those times and truths that can be used, plus this child's teacher is Guo Yuqi, an old-fashioned Mr. Jingxue, so it is rare to see this poem." ”

Wang Su smiled, took a thick stack of manuscripts from the bookshelf behind him and handed it to Mr. Ge Yuan and said: "Look at this child's articles again, although most of them are appeals and extensions around Han Changli's famous article "The Original Dao", although it is a seven-year-old child's article, it is very interesting.

There are always refreshing insights and new rhetoric in his articles, although the article is naïve, but the style is already there, therefore, it is not surprising that he can make this "Song of the Frog" old man, in the height of the poem, the old man thought that Luo Bing Wang was seven years old "Song of the Goose" really can not be compared with this poem. ”

Mr. Ge Yuan put down Tie Xinyuan's manuscript and sighed: "Since it is not a thing in a pond, then it will not be confined to a pond......"

Wang Su said with a smile: "Since his body has the blood of my Wang family, he can't help him, even if the Wang family is a muddy pond, he can't roll into the mud ......."

Mr. Ge Yuan said worriedly: "This son seems to have a deep grudge against your Wang family, aren't you afraid that he will ruin the Wang family?" ”

Wang Su said with a smile: "If the mud pond is someone else's, it will naturally be eager to let it dry up as soon as possible, if the mud pond is your own, it is another matter, if you want to make the mud pond become a clear water pond, it is natural to get rid of the silt......

The morning in Tokyo is dry and cold, dry and cold, and Tie Xinyuan carefully passes by the door of some unethical people's doors, where there are large patches of ice, and if you are not careful, you will fall.

In just a pillar of incense time, there were several crackling falls, men, women and children, Tie Xinyuan naturally would not run to help, God knows if those people are ready to blackmail the splashing skin of the water-splashing household, it is not very moral to spoil people's good deeds.

"Source, source, source, brother ......"

Zhang Fatzi looked at Tie Xinyuan with unfamiliar eyes and stammered.

"Frozen stupid? Can't say a word completely? ”

Seeing that Tie Xinyuan treated him as usual, the expression on his face immediately became natural, and he took a group of younger brothers to surround Tie Xinyuan and look left and right.

"I thought you would ignore us when you became a prodigy."

"Who said that?"

"My father, my father also said that only when the stars in the sky descend to earth, there will be one more prodigy in the world, just like Yan Xianggong, there will only be one in a hundred years, not that we ordinary people can approach."

"I became a prodigy, did your father beat you?"

Zhang Fatzi carefully touched his ass and said, "Beat it." ”

Tie Xinyuan gritted his teeth and said: "Don't look at me, I didn't hurt you, I was also beaten by my mother last night, and it was still a bamboo board." ”

Zhang Fatzi was immediately greatly satisfied when he heard Tie Xinyuan say this, grinned he, and said to his companion proudly: "The prodigy is similar to us, and he will be beaten the same, my father just slapped me a few times, and your mother uses a bamboo board, hahahaha." ”

Tie Xinyuan gloomily looked at the Xiaohuajia wonton stall full of people, pointed to the meatloaf stall with a rich fragrance in the distance and said to Zhang Fatzi: "Prodigies are still different from others, they have to eat two meatloaf at a time, one prodigy eats, and the other is for the stars." ”

Zhang Fatzi patted his bulging body and said: "That's natural, two prodigies, one for the rest, I'll please!" ”

Xiaohua saw through the gap in the crowd that Tie Xinyuan and Zhang Fatzi had gone to Liu's meatloaf stall, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and couldn't help but hold back her tears.

Brother Yuan doesn't like to eat my wontons anymore...... Xiaohua thought sadly.