Father's love is like a mountain

Chapter 14 The Headache When I See the Child

Xia Qilie was still calm and calm, not at all like a 6-year-old child.

His height is less than Xia Qiying's chest height, thin and small, but standing next to Xia Qiying, there is a feeling that people can't take their eyes off him.

Everyone would subconsciously stare at him and ignore Xia Qiying next to him.

In fact, he has not grown up yet, so he is not as energetic, tall and handsome as Xia Qiying.

"Perhaps, this is the noble breed! The sons and daughters of the third master, after all, were born in the mud-legged family. They are of different species. Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, mice give birth to cubs and dig burrows." Someone whispered Pass.

Xia Qiying had heard this with her own ears.

More than once.

However, he never dared to say anything.

Don't even dare to think about anything.

At least you can't tell what he's thinking.

Xia Mansion is the Xia Mansion of Mr. Xia.

Mr. Xia's eyeliner is everywhere.

He can vent his dissatisfaction a little bit, and he can properly express his envy and jealousy towards Xia Qilie.

This is human nature, everyone has feelings of jealousy, Mr. Xia can understand.

But if he really showed a threat to Mr. Xia's legitimate son, Xia Qiying believed that he might disappear without a trace, or he might die in an accident.

In short, will die.

He has communicated a lot with the servants and guests of Xia Mansion.

Mr. Xia is not as bright and upright as he appears on the surface.

Otherwise, why do they only have uncle, second aunt, fourth uncle, sixth aunt, and seventh aunt.

Where did their fifth uncle go?

"Second Brother Ying," Xia Qilie said calmly, "We are talking about going to society for practice."

"Yeah, social practice." Xia Qiying let go of Xia Qilie in a dispirited manner, her tone turned cold, as if she was not interested in anything, "then continue talking about social practice. Anyway, I have no interest in farming, go Working as a coolie or something in Xicheng, when the time comes, I will go to a brothel to drink flowers and wine, which can be regarded as social practice."

Among the brothers, Xia Qiying spoke strangely and complained the most, and everyone got used to it and ignored him.

There are also brothels, drinking flower wine and so on, let alone pretending not to hear.

If Xia Qiying can walk half a step into the brothel, everyone is willing to give him half a year's monthly fee to lose to him.

Presumably those guests and bodyguards are still not tired of work and don't want to commit suicide.

Xia Qixiong, who had been contemplating before, said with thoughtful eyes, "If it's social practice, I think my father would send us to various shops, and even let us go outside with the caravan. It's an outrageous thing to say. , we were not raised as princes and grandchildren, so we don’t need to understand the sufferings of the people, right?”

Xia Qiwen smiled and said, "It makes sense."

Xia Qilan and Xia Qizhi also nodded repeatedly.

Even Xia Qilie nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, we may need to know roughly the price of a liter of rice, how the rice is grown, how it is pounded, how it is transported, and how it is delivered to our dinner plates. But there is really no need for my father to let us To bow down and till the land."

Seeing his expression and hearing his mature words in his childish voice, Xia Qiwen thought to himself, this younger brother seems to be too precocious.

In the farm, those wealthy families usually have 6-year-old children who are still climbing trees to dig out bird nests, fishing for fish and turtles in rivers, or running to neighbors’ houses to make troubles, making troubles all day long.

How could it be possible to be like Xia Qilie, thinking like a little adult all day long.

Perhaps, the blood of the father is really extraordinary, right?

At this time, a servant next to Xia Yongchu came to pass a message: "Several young masters, girls, the third master let you in."

……

Xia Yongchu looked at the children and smiled.

Xia Qixi stared wide-eyed, looking around curiously in his arms, so cute, he wanted to grab and bite everything he saw.

Even if she is drooling stupidly all the time, it only makes people feel cute, not dirty.

Both Feng Jin and Feng Xie have left.

In such a big feudal family, the male master has to educate the children, and women are not qualified to attend.

Xia Yongchu didn't want to fight against the atmosphere of the whole society.

He is not a social reformer.

He just wants to cultivate immortality in peace.

His sons and daughters also looked at him.

In fact, compared to most men in this era, Xia Yongchu can be said to be the father who spends the longest time with his children.

For Xia Yongchu's perennial faint herbal fragrance, as well as the slight smoky smell, there is also a kind of fresh smell that is hard to describe, which seems to come from dried grass seeds and is very similar to the smell of a baby. It couldn't be more familiar.

When they were young, Xia Yongchu would spare some time to play with them every day.

Even though they grew up gradually, entered the ethnology, and took time to practice martial arts with the guests of the Xia Mansion, the schedule was full; Xia Yongchu was also very busy in order to expand the family power.

Even so, Xia Yongchu would insist on finding time to talk to them every day, and even gave them instructions to take care of some housework.

Therefore, they are very familiar and friendly to Xia Yongchu, without any sense of strangeness.

"Today, I asked you to come here because I plan to arrange a social practice class for you, which will last for three months. Everyone must participate, including Xiao Lan and Xiao Zhi." Xia Yongchu blew the hot tea in the tea cup.

"Yes, father (father) (third master)." The children were all mentally prepared and calmed down.

"Do you know what social practice is?" Xia Yongchu put down the teacup and looked at the children.

No one said anything.

After being quiet for a while, Xia Qiying sneered and said, "Ah Wen, when it's time for you to speak, you became dumb again. Stand up and speak loudly, isn't this a great opportunity for you to show yourself in front of the third master."

Hearing Xia Qiying calling himself "Third Master" instead of "Father", Xia Yongchu's expression remained unchanged.

Xia Qiwen shook his head: "I don't know what to say, I have no idea about this matter. Ariel, come and tell your father what you think, I think what you said just now makes sense."

Xia Qilie did not act like a child at all, and said calmly: "Brother, father is investigating us. And this is your idea, you should say it yourself. Whether the result is good or bad, it is yours."

Xia Yongchu couldn't help but laugh.

He's not a failed father who doesn't care about his kids.

He couldn't tell the thoughts of these children well. After all, there were too many children and he was very busy, so he didn't have time to dig out their little things.

But for the general situation, he is still sure.

After all, on the one hand, he has some psychological knowledge on Earth, although not much, but he has read a lot of Chicken Soup; on the other hand, he can also confirm it by observing the "intimacy".

Like Xia Qiwen, he is actually very sensible and precocious, but because he is too sensible and precocious, he will think too much and lose his innocence.

In modern language, it is called "like brain supplement".

I obviously only have one meaning, or there is a little hidden meaning, which has two meanings.

However, Xia Qiwen would quickly make up three, four, and five meanings in his brain.

Then Xia Qiwu was silent and introverted, Xia Qiying was rebellious and sensitive (so rebellious that the intimacy would become negative), Xia Qixiong was the youngest among the adopted sons, but he was resourceful and good at hiding.

Xia Qilan is innocent and romantic, but Xia Qizhi, who is only one year older than her, is like her mother in terms of psychological age, so mature that it makes people feel distressed (that touching intimacy).

And the son Xia Qilie... Xia Yongchu had a headache.

By the way, is this son really not a time traveler?

Who is it really not the reincarnation of?

Why can a 6-year-old child mature so early?

Thinking of this, Xia Yongchu had a headache and didn't want to talk much.

After explaining the arrangement, he let the children go away and walked into the big garden by himself.

(End of this chapter)