Princess Gaoyang was as tender as water, her eyes were rolling on Fang Jun's face, and the complaints she had just made in the room had long since disappeared. Looking at Fang Jun's thin cheeks, she felt so distressed that tears flowed down her face, and she choked. He said: "I have already asked Qiao'er to prepare hot water. Please go to the bathroom to wash yourself off and put on a set of clean clothes to get rid of bad luck."
The ancients believed that the battlefield was a place of filth. After getting off the battlefield, one must wash oneself to get rid of the filth.
Therefore, after returning from the battlefield, taking a bath is a top priority, but the customs vary from place to place. When bathing, you may use mugwort, peach branches, or orange leaves, etc...
In the bathroom.
Fang Jun allowed Qiao'er and several maids to take off his clothes, then put his feet into the wooden bucket. The water in the wooden bucket was warm and the temperature was just right. Fang Jun let out a satisfied sigh, exhaled for a long time, and moved the water from the neck down. Everyone was soaked in hot water, and the dampness and coldness all over their bodies were slowly evaporated by the hot water, and every bone seemed to relax.
This journey across the ocean, although as a coach has not suffered much, the quality of life is also guaranteed, but when deployed in the military, the heartstrings are always tense, so even the best treatment can not completely relax the body and mind to enjoy , now I am soaking in my own wooden barrel, but I feel more comfortable and comfortable than the hot springs on Sado Island.
A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse.
For the Han people, this is a wise saying...
A pair of white and soft jade hands touched his shoulders, gently kneading the muscles and bones with slight force, making Fang Jun close his eyes comfortably.
A soft and charming voice sounded in my ears: "Mr. Lang has lost a lot of weight..."
Fang Jun opened his eyes in shock, and when he turned around, he saw Wu Meiniang standing behind him, serving him.
The neat dress has faded away, and under the slender neck like snow satin, the fair skin makes the two collarbones stand out slenderly. She wears a peach-pink chest wrap, with peaks and ridges overlapping, squeezing out a deep ravine, and a little soft flesh is exposed at the edge. , lustrous and extremely attractive.
Fang Jun swallowed, licked his dry lips, his eyes lingered on the undulating peaks, and said dryly: "Why is Mei Niang here? Just let the maids do this kind of thing."
"I am willing to serve you."
Wu Meiniang leaned forward slightly, rubbing her ears and temples with Fang Jun. A pair of delicate hands slowly traveled down from his shoulders and touched his strong and broad chest.
"Which of other people's concubines does not serve the husband like this? Only the husband feels sorry for the slave's low self-esteem because of his family background. He not only hands over the power of the family to the slave's family, but also protects his favor at all times..."
Soft words, fragrant fragrance.
Fang Jun tilted his head, and Wu Meiniang's side face was right in front of him. He could clearly see his pink ear beads. A layer of very light fluff on the auricles was clearly visible. On the bright and plump ear lobe, there was a red jadeite. The drop-shaped earrings complement her black hair and snowy skin.
Having been in the military for several months in this world, just in response to the saying "Three years in the army, a sow competes with a Diao Chan". At this moment, the yang energy in Fang Jun's body is so strong that it seems that he can catch fire, and he can be so hard. He punched a hole in the wood, his Adam's apple squirmed a few times, his head stretched forward, he opened his mouth and took Wu Meiniang's earlobe in his mouth...
"oops!"
Wu Meiniang's delicate body trembled slightly, she shrank her head, and escaped from the "tiger's mouth". She glared at Fang Jun angrily and resentfully, her pretty face was as bright as the morning glow, and said angrily: "Don't be ridiculous! If... if... His Highness finds out, How can the slave family still have the face to see people?"
When the husband returns home, he can't wait to pounce on him and beg for his love?
Even though Wu Meiniang was charming and cheerful, she couldn't do such a thing. How could a dutiful woman do it?
If word spreads, I'm afraid the charges of "ignoring the integrity of one's conduct" and "carrying personal integrity" will be inevitable...
Fang Jun shouted angrily: "Isn't this torture? It's like putting delicacies in front of a hungry person, but you can only look at them but not eat them. This is simply a crime!"
"Pfft!"
Wu Meiniang covered her mouth and smiled, her face was as beautiful as a flower in full bloom, her eyes were watery, her face was red, she bit her lips, gently blew into Fang Jun's ear, and whispered softly: "Just bear with it for now. , stay till night, let me serve my husband well..."
The shoulders are as sharp as a knife, the back is as thin as a bone, and the exposed skin is delicate and smooth, like a piece of fine white jade...
Fang Jun wailed and shrank into the water, letting the hot water cover his head, hoping to annihilate the growing fire in his body.
Wu Meiniang bit her lip, looking at Fang Jun's uncomfortable look, she couldn't bear it.
After thinking about it, I slowly put my delicate hand into the water...
*****
After a while, Fang Jun changed into regular clothes at home, tied up his hair with a hairpin, and returned to the inner house feeling refreshed.
At this moment, Princess Gaoyang had already taken off her shoes and was sitting on the kang, teasing her two sons. She glanced sideways at Fang Jun, her pretty face full of dissatisfaction. She snorted and said, "That vixen disappeared in the blink of an eye. But it turns out he was stealing food, is Mr. Lang happy?"
How thick-skinned is Fang Jun?
Wen Yan didn't change his expression and said, "It's really refreshing. After traveling thousands of miles, my bones are about to fall apart. Take a hot bath and my exhaustion will go away."
The answer is not what was asked.
After saying that, he came to the edge of the kang, kicked off his shoes, got on the kang, held his two sons in his arms, kissed them on the left and right, and kissed them on their pink and soft cheeks. Look at this one, look at that one. , my heart is filled with joy and peace.
A hot bed with your wife and children is always the ultimate happiness in life...
The two sons had not seen Fang Jun for a long time, but there was no unfamiliarity between them. The eldest, Fang Shu, climbed onto Fang Jun's belly with all his teeth and claws, grinning happily and giggling, drooling while laughing, while the second son sat on Fang Jun's head. Next to me, I touched the stubble on my father’s chin. He pricked it and quickly retracted his hand in fear. He paused for a while, then couldn’t help but touch it...
Several wet nurses looked at this harmonious scene of father and son, but they all had strange expressions on their faces.
Li said: "A gentleman embraces his grandchildren but not his sons." This means that the grandson can be the corpse of the king's father, but the son cannot be the corpse of the father.
The "corpse" here refers to the living juniors who pretend to be their ancestors and offer sacrifices on their behalf.
Chinese tradition has been like this for thousands of years.
Of course, in addition to the rules of "ritual", the reason why "a gentleman embraces his grandson but not his son" has become a tradition is that people believe that they should always be strict with their sons, so that they can teach them strictly, and they can show love to their grandsons. one side.
Princess Gaoyang also couldn't laugh or cry. She waved her little hand to repel the nannies, and then frowned and advised: "How could Mr. Lang be like this? These two boys are very naughty. If they continue to be so pampered in the future, When they grow up in the future, it will be difficult to discipline them.”
Fang Jun was enjoying his two sons playing and entangled around him, and the indescribable feeling in his heart almost overwhelmed him. Father and son have succeeded each other, and their blood has been passed down. The ancient Chinese culture has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is not just for one generation. Doesn’t one generation count as inheritance?
Only when there are people connected to you by blood in this world will all your efforts and contributions be valuable. Otherwise, even if you have the whole world, won't it still be in vain after you die?
For Fang Jun, who was born under the red flag and grew up in the new century, some traditional cultures are too far away from him to feel their meaning and value. His son should never be tolerated if he should be disciplined, but he should not be tolerated. When pampering, why not pamper?
As a father, Fang Jun doesn't think that he can build up his authority just by scolding and scolding with a straight face all day long...
Therefore, he waved his hand and said casually: "Things like 'Being spoiled is like killing your father' are just words. Children's education is not about being harsh and harsh, but about instilling in them correct values from an early age. As a Parents, they should lead by example and set an example for them. Can they educate their children well if they are beaten and scolded with a straight face? It’s pure nonsense!”
Princess Gaoyang was angry and said: "Look at those great scholars, the Kong family and the Yan family. Which one is not strict with their sons and refuses to show them? Fathers all over the world educate their sons in this way. How come you have to be unconventional? ?”
Fang Jun picked up Fang Shu, who was jumping on his belly with Le Taotao and almost stepped on his crotch, and placed it on his chest. Then he curled his lips in disdain and said, "A great scholar? Just a rotten scholar!"
Princess Gao Yang was furious, kicked Fang Jun, and said angrily: "You are like this, you have to teach two dandies!"
"So what if I'm a dandy? The whole Guanzhong calls me, Fang Jun, a dandy, but among the young men they praise, which one has my merits, talents, and titles like mine? In a woman's family, hair is long but knowledge is short. , The more noisy a child is when he is young, the more he can get into trouble, and the more promising he will be when he grows up! Those children who have followed the rules since childhood and were raised to be gentlemen are ignorant of the world, unaware of changes, and have no future!"
Princess Gaoyang was so angry that she didn't know what to say.
Where does this fallacy come from?
