Bang bang knocking on the door?Jia Huan was panicked and quickly stuffed the jade silk on his body.
A thief looks at the sword!
With a crisp sound, a petite body rolled over from the outside.
Bang Jia Huan fell on the bed all of a sudden. Fortunately, the bedding was blocked, otherwise Jia Huan's butt, which had just been traumatized, would definitely not be able to withstand such severe pain.
Uncle San is so stupid. Even Qiaoer can’t escape. It’s so shameful.
The person who came was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl. Her black hair was a little messy and crystal beads of sweat were hanging on it.She was wearing a pink dress, which looked slightly concave and a slender waist that was only enough to hold it in one hand, and gradually revealed the beautiful curves unique to her daughter's house.
Why are you so chaotic?
Jia Huan's eyes were hit by this petite body, and he subconsciously wanted to grab something, so he had to hug the little loli's body.When he bought it, he felt a sense of full texture. Jia Huan looked at her red and tender face and snow-white skin and suddenly had some unbeautiful fantasies.
I'll wake you up. It's been so time since you're still sleeping in. Qiao'er kept squirming on his body. Her tight shirt exposed her smooth and fair skin like tender milk, constantly stimulating Jia Huan's nostrils.
That's right, the person who came was Wang Xifeng's daughter, Jia Qiaoer, the aunt of the Jia family.Perhaps because of the small difference in age, Qiaoer has been particularly dependent on Jia Huan since she was a child and is particularly obsessed with him.
Qiaoer, stop making trouble, your mother will scold you again when she sees it.
Jia Huan hurriedly pushed her body. The little girl didn't know what to pretend in her mind all day long. She always fantasized about herself as a female hero who punished evil and promoted good, making the Jia family messed up.
Humph, I know that my mother is here to scare me, I can't stand it. What should you do?
Qiao'er said that, kicking her even more powerfully. Originally, her dark green clothes covered only the middle of her calves, revealing her smooth and white calves, but now she was slapping Jia Huan's body hard.
Let Uncle Chou scare me, let you scare me...
If anyone else can make her scared, it is only her own mother who scolds her loudly when she sees her practicing sword, saying that a woman has no talent is virtue, and she should not be beaten and killed every day. It is best to learn some needlework and thread.
This girl is really crazy. She still doesn't know whether men and women can get married or not, so she groped back and forth on Jia Huan.
Uncle San, let’s go out together. You said last time that you helped me catch butterflies.
Qiaoer, stop making trouble, I still have to read books, otherwise the old man would start scolding when he saw me wandering around.
I just can't get up, what do you do?
Qiao'er's body was rubbing against Jia Huan's body, her eyes were like a pool of crystal water, which looked charming, and her pretty face was constantly flying.
Perhaps it was because she suddenly exerted her weakness just now. At this moment, her chest was fluctuating with her breathing. The orchid air that was leaning very close to the nostrils made Jia Huan's face itchy.
Looking at this pink and cute person, Jia Huan sighed in his heart, "It's really a girl from the Jia family who has just grown up and is raised in the deep boudoir and is unknown to everyone." Maybe in two years, this little girl will become a beautiful woman who will be charming in the country.Now Qiaoer is like a fruit that is about to ripen on the branches, with a mellow fragrance in her youth.
Suddenly, Jia Huan looked at Jia Qiaoer strangely, but she didn't expect that she would not move at this moment.
What's wrong?
Looking at her gradually pink cheeks, Jia Huan asked in confusion, are you tired?
No... Uncle San, why didn't my mother let me play with you? She scolded me last time. If Ermoto hadn't helped me speak, she wouldn't have let me come out.
That's it...
Jia Huan smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking of his cheap brother Jia Baoyu.
Then you should listen to your mother in the future and don’t look for the third uncle. If you have time, you can go to the second uncle.
Thinking of this, Jia Huan felt depressed. He pushed Jia Qiaoer away and put on his long gown in depression.
No, Qiaoer is going to be with you. I know they don’t like Uncle Third, but Uncle Second is a hypocritical person and has no meaning at all.
No, is Jia Baoyu a hypocritical person?This was actually her evaluation. Jia Huan felt a little relieved, but someone still knew the goods.
Qiao'er, let's go, I'll take you to catch butterflies.
Jia Huan said as he took her little hand and walked out. A soft feeling came from his fingers. Of course, Jia Huan's heart was very pure.
Third Young Master, where are you going? The lady just ordered you to memorize all the "Doctus of the Mean" today before you can go out to play. Otherwise, I will scold you again when the master comes back next time.
At this time, Aunt Zhao's maid Xiaoque stopped Jia Huan and others and said.
Getting out of the way Jia Huan was depressed. Even a small maid rode on his head. It seemed that his third young master from Rongguo Mansion was really worthless.
The third brother is really, why are you arguing with a maid? Why don’t you recite "The Doctrine of the Mean" if you have the ability? In this way, no one can control you.
At this time, a woman walked in from outside quickly and scolded Jia Huan.
I didn't expect this girl to be so beautiful, with thin and delicate eyebrows, a pair of dark and clear eyes under the black eyelashes, a little demonic and heroic in her eyes, a pretty and delicate nose, and a thin waist like a beauty walking out of the painting.
But she always looked reserved and arrogant, especially when she saw Jia Huan with a slightly sneered expression on her beautiful face, Jia Huan was immediately filled with anger and asked without hesitation that who are you? Do you have to care about this matter?
you……
She pointed at Jia Huan's face and turned red.
Uncle San, don’t make my third aunt angry. She is also for your own good. Otherwise, we won’t go out to play today, and I will accompany you to memorize the “Doctor of the Mean”...
When Jia Qiaoer saw something was wrong, she hurriedly persuaded Jia Huan to say it.
This woman is her sister Tanchun. Although she was born together with her mother, Tanchun never gave her a good face to her brother. Jia Huan was confused before, so he naturally didn't care. However, after the transformation last night, she saw her instinctive disgust because Tanchun not only looked down on herself, but also her mother Aunt Zhao.
The son does not dislike the mother's ugly, and the dog does not dislike the family's poverty. Even a dog knows how to protect its owner, let alone the biological children. Even if there are thousands of mothers, you should not accuse them of disgust. When Jia Huan thought of this, he was angry and said loudly: Isn't it just a mere article "The Doctrine of the Mean", which can stump me?
Humph, if you have the ability, don’t be able to recite it, Tanchun snorted coldly and said.
Okay, I will tell you today. Jia Huan is not a stupid person, but he could have pretended to be a playboy before. He is naturally familiar with the doctrine of the mean, and he almost opens his mouth: Destiny is called nature, straightness is called Tao, and practicing Tao is called teaching.The Tao cannot be separated in a moment, but it is not the Tao.Therefore, a gentleman is cautious about what he does not see and fears what he does not hear.Nothing to see is hidden, nothing is visible, nothing is visible, so a gentleman is careful of his own.The fact that joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are not yet revealed is called the middle, and the fact that they are all in the middle is called harmony.The middle is the foundation of the world; the harmony is the way of enlightenment in the world.To achieve harmony, heaven and earth are in place, and all things are nurtured... The poem says: A son has a bright virtue, but does not speak loudly.Confucius said: Sound and color are the end of the transformation of the people.The poem says: Virtue is as vigorous as a hair.Mao is still in harmony, and the carriage of heaven is silent and odorless, and it is here!
After memorizing this article "The Doctrine of the Mean", Jia Huan looked at their astonished eyes, looked at Tanchun proudly and said: The whole article has 33 chapters, a total of 4,281 words. I wonder if I recited it wrongly?
A thief looks at the sword!
With a crisp sound, a petite body rolled over from the outside.
Bang Jia Huan fell on the bed all of a sudden. Fortunately, the bedding was blocked, otherwise Jia Huan's butt, which had just been traumatized, would definitely not be able to withstand such severe pain.
Uncle San is so stupid. Even Qiaoer can’t escape. It’s so shameful.
The person who came was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl. Her black hair was a little messy and crystal beads of sweat were hanging on it.She was wearing a pink dress, which looked slightly concave and a slender waist that was only enough to hold it in one hand, and gradually revealed the beautiful curves unique to her daughter's house.
Why are you so chaotic?
Jia Huan's eyes were hit by this petite body, and he subconsciously wanted to grab something, so he had to hug the little loli's body.When he bought it, he felt a sense of full texture. Jia Huan looked at her red and tender face and snow-white skin and suddenly had some unbeautiful fantasies.
I'll wake you up. It's been so time since you're still sleeping in. Qiao'er kept squirming on his body. Her tight shirt exposed her smooth and fair skin like tender milk, constantly stimulating Jia Huan's nostrils.
That's right, the person who came was Wang Xifeng's daughter, Jia Qiaoer, the aunt of the Jia family.Perhaps because of the small difference in age, Qiaoer has been particularly dependent on Jia Huan since she was a child and is particularly obsessed with him.
Qiaoer, stop making trouble, your mother will scold you again when she sees it.
Jia Huan hurriedly pushed her body. The little girl didn't know what to pretend in her mind all day long. She always fantasized about herself as a female hero who punished evil and promoted good, making the Jia family messed up.
Humph, I know that my mother is here to scare me, I can't stand it. What should you do?
Qiao'er said that, kicking her even more powerfully. Originally, her dark green clothes covered only the middle of her calves, revealing her smooth and white calves, but now she was slapping Jia Huan's body hard.
Let Uncle Chou scare me, let you scare me...
If anyone else can make her scared, it is only her own mother who scolds her loudly when she sees her practicing sword, saying that a woman has no talent is virtue, and she should not be beaten and killed every day. It is best to learn some needlework and thread.
This girl is really crazy. She still doesn't know whether men and women can get married or not, so she groped back and forth on Jia Huan.
Uncle San, let’s go out together. You said last time that you helped me catch butterflies.
Qiaoer, stop making trouble, I still have to read books, otherwise the old man would start scolding when he saw me wandering around.
I just can't get up, what do you do?
Qiao'er's body was rubbing against Jia Huan's body, her eyes were like a pool of crystal water, which looked charming, and her pretty face was constantly flying.
Perhaps it was because she suddenly exerted her weakness just now. At this moment, her chest was fluctuating with her breathing. The orchid air that was leaning very close to the nostrils made Jia Huan's face itchy.
Looking at this pink and cute person, Jia Huan sighed in his heart, "It's really a girl from the Jia family who has just grown up and is raised in the deep boudoir and is unknown to everyone." Maybe in two years, this little girl will become a beautiful woman who will be charming in the country.Now Qiaoer is like a fruit that is about to ripen on the branches, with a mellow fragrance in her youth.
Suddenly, Jia Huan looked at Jia Qiaoer strangely, but she didn't expect that she would not move at this moment.
What's wrong?
Looking at her gradually pink cheeks, Jia Huan asked in confusion, are you tired?
No... Uncle San, why didn't my mother let me play with you? She scolded me last time. If Ermoto hadn't helped me speak, she wouldn't have let me come out.
That's it...
Jia Huan smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking of his cheap brother Jia Baoyu.
Then you should listen to your mother in the future and don’t look for the third uncle. If you have time, you can go to the second uncle.
Thinking of this, Jia Huan felt depressed. He pushed Jia Qiaoer away and put on his long gown in depression.
No, Qiaoer is going to be with you. I know they don’t like Uncle Third, but Uncle Second is a hypocritical person and has no meaning at all.
No, is Jia Baoyu a hypocritical person?This was actually her evaluation. Jia Huan felt a little relieved, but someone still knew the goods.
Qiao'er, let's go, I'll take you to catch butterflies.
Jia Huan said as he took her little hand and walked out. A soft feeling came from his fingers. Of course, Jia Huan's heart was very pure.
Third Young Master, where are you going? The lady just ordered you to memorize all the "Doctus of the Mean" today before you can go out to play. Otherwise, I will scold you again when the master comes back next time.
At this time, Aunt Zhao's maid Xiaoque stopped Jia Huan and others and said.
Getting out of the way Jia Huan was depressed. Even a small maid rode on his head. It seemed that his third young master from Rongguo Mansion was really worthless.
The third brother is really, why are you arguing with a maid? Why don’t you recite "The Doctrine of the Mean" if you have the ability? In this way, no one can control you.
At this time, a woman walked in from outside quickly and scolded Jia Huan.
I didn't expect this girl to be so beautiful, with thin and delicate eyebrows, a pair of dark and clear eyes under the black eyelashes, a little demonic and heroic in her eyes, a pretty and delicate nose, and a thin waist like a beauty walking out of the painting.
But she always looked reserved and arrogant, especially when she saw Jia Huan with a slightly sneered expression on her beautiful face, Jia Huan was immediately filled with anger and asked without hesitation that who are you? Do you have to care about this matter?
you……
She pointed at Jia Huan's face and turned red.
Uncle San, don’t make my third aunt angry. She is also for your own good. Otherwise, we won’t go out to play today, and I will accompany you to memorize the “Doctor of the Mean”...
When Jia Qiaoer saw something was wrong, she hurriedly persuaded Jia Huan to say it.
This woman is her sister Tanchun. Although she was born together with her mother, Tanchun never gave her a good face to her brother. Jia Huan was confused before, so he naturally didn't care. However, after the transformation last night, she saw her instinctive disgust because Tanchun not only looked down on herself, but also her mother Aunt Zhao.
The son does not dislike the mother's ugly, and the dog does not dislike the family's poverty. Even a dog knows how to protect its owner, let alone the biological children. Even if there are thousands of mothers, you should not accuse them of disgust. When Jia Huan thought of this, he was angry and said loudly: Isn't it just a mere article "The Doctrine of the Mean", which can stump me?
Humph, if you have the ability, don’t be able to recite it, Tanchun snorted coldly and said.
Okay, I will tell you today. Jia Huan is not a stupid person, but he could have pretended to be a playboy before. He is naturally familiar with the doctrine of the mean, and he almost opens his mouth: Destiny is called nature, straightness is called Tao, and practicing Tao is called teaching.The Tao cannot be separated in a moment, but it is not the Tao.Therefore, a gentleman is cautious about what he does not see and fears what he does not hear.Nothing to see is hidden, nothing is visible, nothing is visible, so a gentleman is careful of his own.The fact that joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are not yet revealed is called the middle, and the fact that they are all in the middle is called harmony.The middle is the foundation of the world; the harmony is the way of enlightenment in the world.To achieve harmony, heaven and earth are in place, and all things are nurtured... The poem says: A son has a bright virtue, but does not speak loudly.Confucius said: Sound and color are the end of the transformation of the people.The poem says: Virtue is as vigorous as a hair.Mao is still in harmony, and the carriage of heaven is silent and odorless, and it is here!
After memorizing this article "The Doctrine of the Mean", Jia Huan looked at their astonished eyes, looked at Tanchun proudly and said: The whole article has 33 chapters, a total of 4,281 words. I wonder if I recited it wrongly?
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