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Luo Han is thirteen years old.
The eldest son of Luo Shenyuan, the current chief minister of the cabinet.
As the eldest son, the rules in the family are strict, and the requirements for him are also extremely strict. Since he was three years old, he has not been able to live with his mother and has been taken by his wet nurse to live in a nearby courtyard. Since the age of six, he has moved out of the front yard and separated it from the inner yard.
Luo Han remembers that when he was very young, he was very close to his mother and liked to cling to her and hug her. She is soft and soft. Later, after he moved out of the front yard, his father hired a teacher to teach him how to read. He would get up before dawn every day, go to the inner yard at noon to pay his respects to his mother and grandmother, and not rest until night. The relationship with my mother has faded.
The wet nurse who has served him since he was a child is called Qiuniang, and she is illiterate. Seeing that he didn't get up on time every morning, he went to the market to buy a rooster and raised it in the yard. My father once entered his yard and saw a arrogant rooster staring at him, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. "Who is raising chickens in the young master's yard?"
Qiuniang was confused: "Master, I raised you to wake up the young master early"
Luo Han clearly saw that his father was a little helpless: "There is a timer at home."
Qiuniang exclaimed: "Can't you raise chickens?"
"No." said the father.
Qiuniang could only move the chickens to the back room to raise them, but the roosters still liked to wander to the front yard. My father saw it and didn't say anything.
Luo Han also likes this rooster, because he had no other playmate when he was a child, and he must have the majesty of his eldest grandson.
Sometimes he would go to the backyard, hold the chicken in his arms, touch its feathers, and say, "Chicken, big rooster."
The rooster did not peck at him when he was ready. Instead, he lazily lowered his head and curled his feathers into a ball.
Luo Han¡¯s chicken died when he was eight years old. That day his father wanted to listen to him recite the Book of Songs. He was in his father's study, crying while reciting it. The father saw the child sobbing and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Luo Han felt that it was too embarrassing for a man to cry over a chicken. He was sobbing and couldn't say why, he just shook his head. Instead, his father frowned even more: "Why are you making such a hesitant gesture? If you have anything to say, just say it."
Luo Han tried not to cry, but instead he cried more and more.
The father turned sideways and said to the attendant: "Bring him a plate of plum candies."
Luo Han was taught memorizing in Yining when he was a child, and he was given a plum candy to recite one song. Later, my father saw him and confiscated all the plum candies. From now on, whenever he cries, he will use this to comfort him.
Then the father waved his hand and said, "Take him to his mother."
Luo Han was taken to Luo Yining's place by the steward. His younger brother went to his grandfather's house to play, and Luo Yining was making boots for his father. Seeing him crying, he hugged him quickly. She coaxed him softly: "Brother Bao, why are you crying?"
Luo Han rarely hears people call him Brother Bao anymore. Since he went to live outside the hospital, his father rarely lets him see his mother again. He hugged his mother's waist and cried loudly: "Mom, Brother Bao is so tired from studying."
¡°Then I won¡¯t study today.¡± Luo Yining¡¯s heart was twisted into a ball when she saw the child crying.
She took him to make food and play with him. After the child had had enough trouble, he finally no longer felt uncomfortable, but he became tired from staying by his mother's side, so Luo Yining let him sleep next to her. Luo Han was still holding on to the corner of his mother's clothes while he was sleeping, leaning against her with nostalgia.
As long as I sleep next to my mother, I forget all the pain. It seems like everything in the outside world is blocked by someone. It is the warmest place.
Luo Shenyuan came back from the court and saw his son occupying his place.
Luo Yining stepped forward to take off his leather belt and take a look at the current chief minister. Tell him: "You came back early today."
After the eldest prince succeeded to the throne, Luo Shenyuan took charge of the power alone, but he was also very busy every day.
"Why is that kid still sleeping here?" Luo Shenyuan frowned slightly.
"I still want to talk to you about this." Luo Yining asked him to sit down and poured him tea. "Brother Bao is only eight years old. You may not be too strict with him. When you were as old as him, you were not so strict. Ah. You can relax a little, children have their nature."
"He is different from me." Luo Shenyuan shook his head while drinking tea. "He is my eldest son, and everyone is looking at him. If I don't press him harder, he will be useless sooner or later."
After all, there is only one Luo Shenyuan.
Luo Yining saw that the lines on his forehead were deeper than in previous years, indicating that he was even more worried. I want to use my hand to smooth it for him. Luo Shenyuan grabbed her hand and whispered, "What's wrong?"
If she hadn¡¯t been reborn, how could she have met him and become the person who stayed by his side. See you these yearsThe child Luo Han wiped the corners of his eyes, nibbling on the cold jujube cake and continued to endorse.
Eight-year-old Luo Han understands the truth: don¡¯t grab anything from your dad, or you can¡¯t get it.
Four years later, Luo Han grew taller and soon surpassed Luo Yining. As a teenager, the relationship between him and Yi Ning is no longer as close as when he was a child.
He had just returned from studying in the Imperial College, and he was dusty.
His little sister, who has just grown her teeth, is leaning on her mother's arms. It's weird. The boy just looks like Luo Shenyuan, and the girl looks like her father. Wrapped in a pink silk jacket, he hugged his feet and gnawed on them. Yeah, silly fun.
His mother hadn¡¯t seen him for a long time and wanted to stand up and hug him, but it was inconvenient to have her sister at hand. She could only smile and said with some excitement: "You are finally back! Your father is waiting for you in the study."
She knows that the child is more distant from her than before.
Luo Han nodded politely: "When I go back to my father, I will come back to say hello to you."
He walked away step by step, and his heart bleeds when he thinks of the little pink dumplings in his mother's arms.
You can¡¯t rob your father, and you can¡¯t rob your ignorant sister. The second brother, on the other hand, prefers to wield swords and guns. He followed his grandfather to work. He is the closest to his grandfather in the family. Luo Han also liked Uncle Wei Ting, but he didn't have time to see him.
He is the eldest son and has to shoulder the responsibilities of the Luo family. The future of the Luo family is the expectation given to him by his father.
So let¡¯s talk about other things later.
He is not a child anymore, so his mother will naturally become less and less important.
Luo Han sighed lowly.
Anyway, my father is very satisfied with this. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com