Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 480 Drawn by Daddy as a Hedgehog
Guo Shibao knew that Senior Baili let him read history books for his own benefit. His starling liked to read books, and he could sit there reading without moving for a whole day, and he would not put down the books when he went to bed.

But he couldn't do it. Looking at those books, especially the densely packed characters and the content of the words, he felt sleepy after a short time.

Originally, he thought those history books were useless, they were just reading the deeds of the ancients, but every time he read them, he felt that those people were very stupid.

Seeing those people becoming high-ranking officials step by step, and being persecuted a lot along the way, he thought, how can someone who is obviously very powerful be persecuted? Shouldn't he expect others to harm him, and then take precautions?
Perhaps this is why the authorities are obsessed with the bystanders.

Just like the current self, what is the difference between him and the people in the history books? Now he lives carefree all day long, without thinking about what will happen in the future, nor does he think about any crisis in the future.

If Senior Baili hadn't reminded me, I might just be in a daze like this, memorizing memorization, recognizing characters, whatever Senior Baili taught me, just completing the task, I wouldn't even think about making myself smarter and seeing through everything, Become shrewd, become good at planning, help the lord to make plans, prevent the future crisis of the Guo family, and protect his brothers.

Since he was a child, his brothers have been protecting him. He is the youngest brother, and his eldest brother is more than ten years older than him. He always looks at him helplessly, he has no temper, and he will not really murder himself.

When I encounter something that doesn't go my way, I cry and make trouble, because I know that everyone pampers and loves me, and crying can achieve my goal.

But if no one cares about you, if you cry to death, no one will coax you, let alone achieve your goal with tears.

In the end, it was only because his brothers loved and cared about him that he could live so carefree, arrogant and mischievous.

He likes to read the picture books drawn by his father. Many of the picture books drawn by his father are stories told by storytellers, and storytellers like to tell biographies of famous people.

There is a story that impressed me-Yang Jiajun.

In the picture book, the famous general of the Yang family can be said to have a golden knife and eight guns, which made the Liao soldiers frightened and made great contributions to the country.

However, the traitorous officials were in power, and the famous generals of the Yang family were severely persecuted.

Go to the "Double Dragon Club" on the Golden Beach, hiding murderous intentions and trapping soldiers in the palace.There were roaring sounds, bursts of knocking, chariots crisscrossed, swords flashing and blood shadowing, it was very miserable.

Dalang, Erlang and Sanlang died in battle, Shiro and Goro disappeared, and Qilang died even more miserably, shot to death by thousands of arrows.

He was only about three years old at the time, and he didn't really understand what was going on in the picture book. He only knew that Yang Qilang was pierced by many arrows in his father's painting, and he pointed to the painting with a smile and said to his father, "Dad, This person was drawn by you as a big hedgehog, so funny!"

At that time, his father was angry and helpless, his eyes were full of complexity and melancholy that he couldn't understand, and there seemed to be a faint trace of powerlessness and depression.

But now that he has grown up, and recalling it again, he thinks that his father must have thought of the generals of his ancestors at that time. The reason for the complexity and melancholy is that the generals of his ancestors, like the generals of the Yang family in the painting book, were murdered by traitors. I feel the same, such a heavy story, in the eyes of my three-year-old child, is just a joke about watching hedgehogs.

The powerlessness and depression should be because, at that time, their family was just mud legs in the country, and they couldn't avenge their ancestors' general at all, right?
(End of this chapter)