Fang Niang's incident was a big blow to Ge Muyan.
The direct consequence of this incident was that Ge Yan, who was just born, was whimpering with hunger. When he almost didn't have the strength to cry, Ge Muyan still sat beside Fang Niang's body and paid no attention to Ge Yan's situation. .
Five-year-old Ge Qing couldn't stand it anymore, so she ran to the Zhou family next door and asked the Zhou family's aunt to help look after him for a few days, thus saving Ge Yan from starvation.
The youngest son of the Zhou family, Zhou Xing, was less than half a year old and a baby who had not yet been weaned. As a result, the Zhou family's aunt simply took over Ge Yan's nursing care, which greatly relieved Ge Qing.
Ge Muyan was so sad that he was confused and unable to do anything. It was the little Ge Qing who was so busy that he completed his mother's funeral with the help of his uncles and aunts.
After this incident, Ge Qing grew up rapidly. The five-year-old child was already very sensible.
Suffering is indeed the best catalyst for a person's growth.
Ge Yan was temporarily raised in the Zhou family, and Ge Qing would run back and forth every day. After seeing his brother at the Zhou family, he would go home to take care of his father. This kind of life lasted for half a year.
Half a year later, Uncle Zhou couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed to Ge's house and had a big fight with Ge Muyan. After the fight, he talked for half a day and finally brought Ge Muyan out of his confused state. Ge Qing ended the long conversation. A hard life for half a year.
After Ge Muyan returned to normal, he looked more than ten years older than before his wife died. He was clearly in his prime, but he gave people a very vicissitudes of life.
After being thanked a lot by the Zhou family, Ge Muyan and Ge Qing finally took Ge Yan home, who had been raised by the Zhou family for half a year. The Zhou family's aunt even said enthusiastically that they had to feed Zhou Xing anyway, so it would be better to feed one more Ge Yan. No trouble.
Aunt Zhou has such a heart, but Mr. Ge and Mr. Ge have to know good from evil. Before, there was really no way. Now that the family has returned to normal, it would be too unseemly for Ge Yan to be fostered in the Zhou family. Even so, both of them are here I remember the kindness of the Zhou family in my heart.
The family bought a ewe, and the goat's milk will be Ge Yan's future ration.
The half-year-old Ge Yan was eating the goat milk that Ge Qing fed him spoonful by spoonful. He didn't feel any different from the past. He smacked his mouth and blinked his grape-like eyes, but he seemed to be enjoying it very much.
Ge Qing looked at his little brother's fair and lovely face, recalling his monkey-like ugly appearance when he was just born, and felt deeply that these two people must not be the same!
But under his nose, his younger brother slowly grew up to what he is now, so he couldn't help but not believe it!
Thinking of this, Ge Yan couldn't help but reach out and poke his brother's plump face, causing his brother to spit out a bubble as if in protest.
Ge Yan is one year old and Ge Qing is six years old.
Ge Qing was doing homework on the table. Ge Yan tilted his head and looked at it for a while, then started to crawl around on the table. He reached down with one hand and knocked over the inkstone, undoing all Ge Qing's hard work for an hour.
Ge Qing slapped the pen on the table and scolded her like a little adult: "Yan'er is so naughty, she will sleep alone in the cradle tonight!"
Ge Yan, who was biting his fingers and laughing, didn't know whether he understood or not, but the tears were all over his hands.
At night, Ge Qing kept his promise and put Ge Yan in the cradle beside the kang and let him sleep on his own.
As a result, at midnight, the child in the cradle suddenly burst into tears. The cry was so loud that Ge Qing had no choice but to get up and carry Ge Yan, whose face was full of tears, to the kang and hug him in his arms. , this made him stop crying and fall into a deep sleep.
Ge Yan was two years old and Ge Qing was seven years old.
Ge Yan was already able to stumble and walk. He was afraid that he would get into trouble at home alone, so Ge Qing could only take him to the school, watch him closely, and told him that the master must not make any sound when he was giving lectures.
Ge Yan was very obedient and did not make any sound when the Master was around.
As soon as the master left, the classmates swarmed around Ge Yan, hugging and squeezing him. They all looked like they couldn't put it down. Many of them had younger siblings at home, but none of them looked as cute as him. .
Ge Yan smiled when he saw people and let them touch his hands very generously, which made him even more endearing.
Seeing that he was enjoying himself, Ge Qing ignored him and buried himself in writing.
When he got home, Ge Yan's little clothes were torn in a mess, the threads were loose, and the edges were torn. He looked at Ge Qing pitifully with his big, dark eyes, then lowered his head and crossed his fingers.
Seeing that little face holding back his grievance, Ge Qing couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, so he had to take his clothes and go next door to ask Aunt Zhou to mend them, while he watched very seriously on the side. He had to learn how to mend, and there would be no more. Why is it always troublesome for my aunt!
Ge Yan was three years old and Ge Qing was eight years old.
Ge Yan sat obediently on the threshold, watching Ge Qing holding a wooden sword in his hand and practicing martial arts with his father.
After Ge Muyan finished teaching, he casually placed the steel sword he had used on the shelf in the courtyard and told Ge Qing to practice it by himself. He also asked Ge Yan to sit obediently and listen to his brother's words while he went to the camp to train his soldiers.
As soon as Ge Muyan left, Ge Yan rolled his eyes, and while Ge Qing was concentrating on practicing, he secretly ran to the steel knife and wanted to pick it up.
He was so weak that he directly cut his finger, and bright red blood beads rushed out. Little Ge Yan was hurt and scared, and he cried out.
Ge Qing stopped what he was doing, turned around and saw that his brother was in trouble again.
He hurriedly went over and took Ge Yan's little fleshy hand, put the injured finger in his mouth and sucked it gently until the wound stopped bleeding, then he lectured him with a slight anger: "Will you be skinny in the future? If you don't obey again, you will be better than me." This is ten times more painful!"
Seeing Ge Yan's mouth tightening and about to cry again, he reluctantly lowered his head to blow on his wound and said comfortingly: "Okay, brother, let me breathe for you and it won't hurt anymore!"
Ge Yan was four years old and Ge Qing was nine years old.
While Ge Qing was cooking in the kitchen, Ge Yan climbed up the tree for some reason, grabbed the bird's nest on the branch, and grinned, just about to smile, when his foot slipped and his whole body suddenly disappeared. It fell from the tree.
Ge Qing happened to come out of the kitchen and saw his younger brother fall from the tree. He came to him like flying, picked him up and ran to Dr. Li's house. He was so anxious that he even forgot to scold him.
Fortunately, Ge Yan had a lot of flesh on his body, so it was not a big deal if he fell from the tree. He only had a fractured calf bone. After lying on the kang for two months, he was able to jump around again.
Every time Ge Qing wanted to teach him a lesson, he just said a word. Seeing the aggrieved little look on his brother's face, he couldn't say anything, so he could only stare at him helplessly, sulking in his heart, and turned over to sleep.
Ge Yan was five years old and Ge Qing was ten years old.
On New Year's Eve that year, the three masters of the Ge family celebrated the New Year in the Zhou family courtyard to have a lively time.
Ge Qing wrote Spring Festival couplets on red paper. Ge Yan dipped his fingers in ink and drew grimaces on Zhou Xing's face. The five-and-a-half-year-old Zhou Xing had a tiger-like head and a silly look on his face, with patches of black and white painted on his face.
After Ge Qing finished writing the Spring Festival couplets, she grabbed Ge Yan and put her hands on his butt without holding back at all.
In front of outsiders, Ge Yan did not show any grievance. After being beaten, he directly took Zhou Xing, who had cleansed his face, and ran away to play elsewhere.
Eleven-year-old Zhou Zheng spit out the melon seed shells in his mouth, divided the melon seeds in his hand into half of Ge Qing's, looked at the backs of the two little figures, and said: "Xiaoyan is so obedient, and he doesn't make a fuss even if he is beaten. How is it like my family?" Xiaoxing, if you touch him, the crying will make the roof lift off."
Ge Qing sneered. What he was thinking was that Yan'er in his family was not at all obedient. This was all superficial, just to deceive outsiders. Over the years, he had done nothing less than go up trees and dig out birds and fish in water. As long as he did it once When you teach him a lesson with a straight face, he will open his big watery eyes and look at you aggrievedly. Once you show that look, no matter how angry you are, you won't be willing to teach him a lesson.
If you agree with his family, you can do it alone!
Ge Yan's appearance followed his deceased Fang Niang's. The older he grew, the better he became.
Ge Qing followed his father Ge Muyan, who was sharp-edged and elegant.
