It was the third day after Mrs. Liu gave birth to her child that she met her mother and younger brother.

This is the custom in the town. You can't show your newborn baby in a hurry. You have to wait for two days.

Watson asked his father this question, but Huang Yushu glared at him, frowned and replied: "This is a custom in the town, how can I know the details?"

When Watson heard this, he was so frightened that he went inside the house. He was going to see his brother. He could go in to see his mother and brother today, but he had to take a look before he felt relieved.

Thi Liu, who was still wearing a turban, looked at Watson who had entered the room and said with a smile: "Watson, come here and see if your brother is as handsome as you."

Watson moved closer to the bed, looked at his brother with his eyes closed, and said stupidly: "After mother gives birth to my brother, she shouldn't have any more babies. Our bed is too small, so we won't be able to squeeze in any more babies."

Sister Hong, who was sitting nearby and was eating melon seeds, couldn't help but giggle when she heard this. She looked at him and said, "Watson, you haven't been beaten for three days, so you want to go to the house and lift the tiles?"

Mrs. Liu couldn't help but laugh. She looked at the child who had just been born and said with a smile: "I don't know when your eldest sister and brother will come back from Baiyu City. When they come back, your father will have to give your younger brother a name."

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When Watson heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "While dad hasn't named me yet, I'll give my brother a nickname. Let's call him Huang Laosan. I am the second child, so isn't my brother the third child?"

When Sister Hong heard this, she couldn't help holding her throat and laughing: "You are not afraid of being beaten, go and tell your dad now! If you win, I will buy you a pack of ginger candies tomorrow."

Watson's eyes rolled around for a while, then he stretched out his little hand and said, "Pull the hook first, and then I'll tell dad."

Mrs. Liu looked at Watson's silence and thought that the nickname Lao San would be fine, as it would be easy to pronounce.

Sister Hong was stunned, took Watson's little hand and pulled a hook with him: "Hang yourself with a hook, and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years..." As soon as he spoke, Watson ran out of the house.

"If the shopkeeper doesn't agree, I'll beat you up. My money doesn't just fall from the sky."

Looking at Watson's back, Sister Hong said with a smile.

Ms. Liu glanced at her and said with a smile: "Just wait and pay for Watson's ginger candies."

"Why? Sister, are you venting your anger on this guy to punish me?" Sister Hong looked at Mr. Liu and said in disbelief.

Mrs. Liu glared at her and said softly: "He didn't mean to cause trouble. Maybe your shopkeeper really agreed? Isn't the nickname easy to remember and easy to pronounce?"

Sister Hong was stunned and looked at Mrs. Liu for a long time, speechless.

Watson, who walked out of the house, looked at his father sitting at the counter, flipping the abacus, thinking about what he had just said to Sister Hong, and how to speak.

"What time is it? Why don't you go to school yet? Don't you have to go to class today?"

Looking at Watson who was about to wander outside the counter, Huang Yushu asked indifferently.

Watson, who was carrying a school bag, looked at his father and smiled: "Didn't I just finish breakfast? I'll go right away. I won't be late." After saying that, he walked out of the shop.

When he reached the street, he turned around and asked with a pinched voice: "Dad, Mom wants to ask you to give your brother a nickname, Huang Laosan, if it's okay?"

Before Huang Yushu could reply, Watson quickly ran towards the street and was instantly out of sight of his father.

When it comes to being mean-spirited, who is Sister Hong's rival to Watson in school?

Huang Yu, who was sitting at the counter, was stunned and wondered when your mother had thought about this. Wouldn't she tell me if something happened? Do you want you to tell me?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help shaking my head and laughing. "I want to say it, but I'm afraid of getting slapped, this guy!"

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but put down the abacus in my hand, got up and walked to the back room.

Since the two children haven't come back, I can give them a nickname first so that they can be called easily.

Seeing Huang Yushu walking in with a smile on his face, Mrs. Liu couldn't help but glance at Sister Hong and thought to herself, "You lost."

Huang Yushu looked at Mrs. Liu lying on the bed and asked with concern: "How are you feeling today? Are you feeling better?"

Mrs. Liu looked at him and smiled bitterly: "How can it be so fast? Why don't you try it next time?"

Huang Yushu blushed, looked at her and said with a smile: "This is your family's business... Watson said, you gave your brother a nickname, Huang Laosan? I think it's good, before going to school

Just call it like this, smoothly."

Ms. Liu looked at him and smiled and said: "I think it's good too, but this will cost Sister Hong a lot of money." After saying that, she looked at Sister Hong who was blushing and laughed.

Huang Yushu was stunned, looked at Sister Hong and asked: "What does this nickname thing have to do with Sister Hong? Will it cost you money?"

Mrs. Liu chuckled and said: "Your ghostly son made a bet with Sister Hong that you would definitely agree with your brother's nickname..." Mrs. Liu told them what had just happened.

After hearing this, Huang Yushu couldn't help laughing: "You know clearly that you can't dig out Watson, but you still want to play with him... Anyway, it's rare that this kid makes me happy. I'll pay for this ginger candy."

I went out for Sister Hong."

When Sister Hong heard this, she couldn't help but giggle. She looked at Huang Yushu and said with a smile: "In this case, my brother-in-law will have an extra bag of money. Xiaohong's mouth has been greedy for a long time."

Huang Yushu looked at Sister Hong and shook his head, took out his money bag, counted twenty coins and handed it to Sister Hong.

"Sister Hong, you are not young anymore. Watson is only four years old and you are playing this with him. Are you stupid?" Looking at Sister Hong's innocent look, Huang Yushu couldn't help scolding her.

Sister Hong took the money and replied with a blushing face: "Who knew that boy was so bad? Outsiders don't try to trick him, but he only tries to trick Sister Hong."

"You still have a point..." Huang Yu laughed bookishly.

"Wow!"

Huang Laosan, who opened his eyes, was unhappy and cried loudly.

Sister Hong looked at Mrs. Liu and asked nervously: "Is this little guy hungry or has he peed his pants?"

...

In the school, Mr. Chen changed his lecture style and was leading a group of students to recite ancient poems.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.

The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened when I hate seeing you.

"Beihai rebels captured Beixuan Territory, and the lord of Beixuan Territory abandoned the city and fled... A poet who left his hometown was captured by the rebels and brought to Yacheng on his way to Nanxuan Territory, and later wrote this poem

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Mr. Chen looked at the dozen or so children sitting there and sighed softly.

"The poet witnessed the fall of Yacheng's flutes after the fall, and experienced adversity and was homesick for his family. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The first part of the poem describes the failure of Spring City, which is full of sighs. The second part of the poem describes the situation of missing relatives and is full of feelings of separation."

"Now who can tell me about the artistic conception of this poem?" Mr. Chen asked softly, looking at the children in the hall.

"Sir, I'll do it!" Watson, who was sitting below, raised his little hand.

"Well, Watson is pretty good. Just go ahead and stand up and say it!" Mr. Chen looked at Watson with approving eyes on his face.

"Yacheng fell, the five realms were shattered, and only the mountains and rivers remained. Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Yacheng has lush vegetation. Feeling sentimental about the state affairs, I can't help but shed tears, and the birds chirp, which only adds to the sadness of separation."

Watson looked at Mr. Chen on the podium and expressed his feelings one by one.

Mr. Chen nodded and replied: "What Watson said is right. The continuous war has continued, and letters from home are rare. A letter is worth ten thousand taels of gold. I am entangled in sadness, scratching my head and thinking, and the white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can hardly insert a hairpin.

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Mr. Chen explained this poem to a group of children word for word, and spent nearly a class combining the historical background with the current situation.

"We are in the Imperial City of the Central Region. We have escaped the trampling of the Beihai army because of the high mountains and long roads. If it were replaced by the Beixuan Region, I don't know what would happen!"

Mr. Chen, standing on the podium, let out a long sigh.

Watson, who had not yet sat down, looked at Mr. Chen and asked in a daze: "Sir, I still want to hear the story you told yesterday. Did the Imperial Master come back later? Did the emperor's child get married to the general's child?

"

The gentleman looked at Watson and sighed again.

"After all, this is just a legendary story. I am not in the inner courtyard of the harem, how can I know these secrets."

Watson had a different idea. He thought that one day he could enter a sect in the Five Realms or the Royal Academy and learn how to fly...

While thinking about the lesson my husband taught today, I walked slowly towards the small street. I wondered whether my father would agree to the nickname I gave my younger brother, or would he give me a good beating.

“I’m not afraid of the water bandits on the Fuchun River, so why should I be afraid of my own father?

Standing on the street and looking at the signboard of his Huang's store, Watson showed a confident smile on his face.

...

Without waiting until the next day, Watson ate the ginger candy bought by Sister Hong that night.

Looking at Watson who was sitting next to her holding a small bag of ginger candies, Ms. Liu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that someone as old as Sister Hong would also be greedy for this bite."

Watson picked up a piece of ginger candy and stuffed it into Mrs. Liu's mouth, grinned and said, "Mother, is it sweet?"

Mrs. Liu glared at him and said angrily: "Ginger sugar is naturally sweet. You can't do this in the future, otherwise when your father beats you, don't hide from me."

Watson chuckled and said, "That won't happen. I will have to study hard with my husband in the future. When I grow up, I will join the Royal Academy and become a useful person."

"The key is to be sensible." Ms. Liu looked at her son with a loving smile on her face.

"That is, I don't know what my eldest brother and eldest sister are going to do in the future? I plan to let my younger brother cultivate immortality in the future, become a powerful monk, and drive out all the water bandits on the Fuchun River!"

Watson looked at Liu's brother with his eyes closed and said seriously.

When Mrs. Liu heard this, she was so frightened that she glared at him and cursed: "You little brat is talking nonsense. Your brother has just been born, and you have arranged his future future? Why don't you go to cultivate immortality yourself?"

Watson shook his head, looked at Liu and said, "I want to enter the Royal Academy and be a useful person to the Five Domains Dynasty!"

Mrs. Liu looked at him and sighed, and said softly: "You have such a good tone, your father should really listen to it."

At this time, Watson was only four years old, and Mr. Chen in the school could only teach the children some simple enlightening poems. More knowledge had to wait until Watson grew up and went to Baiyu City to learn.
To be continued...