The boss of the end of the world wears a red building, if you don't agree, just hold it

Jia Zheng was deeply influenced by Confucianism. As his name suggests, he was extremely old-fashioned and serious. He was harsh and ruthless to his son, but very filial to his grandmother. Now he felt very aggrieved when he was scolded by his mother, whom he always respected.

"Mother is right to teach me a lesson, but my son is also doing this for Baoyu's sake. If I am not strict with him, how can he become a successful person?" Jia Zheng really thought so. He felt that as a father, it was normal for him to be strict with his son, but his mother often blamed him for this, which made him very embarrassed.

Baoyu has been favored since he was young, and he is only interested in having fun and has no ambition at all. How can we know if it is not because his elders dote on him too much? However, Jia Zheng did not dare to say this out loud. He only dared to think about it in his heart. If he did not discipline him strictly, this rebellious son would have no scruples in his heart, and who knows how much trouble he would cause for the family.

It was Xue Pan from the Xue family. After his father passed away, no one could control him, and he did so many ridiculous things.

Jia Zheng felt that he was not wrong, but his grandmother was very angry now, so he did not dare to argue too much and could only lower his head and accept the scolding.

Grandmother Jia was furious. She pointed at him and spoke to him mercilessly, without any regard for Jia Zheng's reputation as the head of the family.

Jia Zheng was sweating profusely, and looked panicked. He didn't know how to calm Jia's mother down. He just kept saying, "My son knows he was wrong, and I won't dare to do it again..."

Since Wang Fu-ren made her mistake, Jia Zheng had never been in a good mood. Although she resented him for being too harsh on Baoyu, she also wanted him to remember her kindness, so she opened her mouth to give him a few words of advice.

Grandmother Jia snorted coldly, glanced at the couple, and turned to look at Jia Baoyu who was still unconscious in bed.

Jia Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and realized that he would make everyone unhappy if he was here, so he followed Mrs. Wang's words and left.

A Jia Baoyu turned the entire Rongguo Mansion upside down.

Xiren knelt on the inside of the bed, wiping her tears with a handkerchief. Maids such as Zhao Yurou stood beside her, also crying. Everyone watching was heartbroken.

The imperial physician prescribed some medicine, and the maids quickly took it down, boiled it, and brought it over. Jia Mu and the others watched Jia Baoyu drink the medicine and see his complexion ease a little before they left.

Zhao Yurou's eyes flickered, and she estimated that the person had not gone far, so she accused in a neither loud nor soft voice: "Sister Xiren has been with the Second Master for so many years, and she knows that he is most afraid of the Master. Why bother to scare him with the Master? The Second Master is fine now, that's because he is blessed with a good life, but if he is scared to death, what do you want us to do?"

Xiren said hurriedly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful, I'll tell the mistress to kick you out."

Zhao Yurou listened to the footsteps getting closer outside the door, and silently pinched her leg with her hand hanging by her side. The pain made her eyes red and tears kept flowing down.

She knelt on the ground, her face pale but her eyes red, crying and begging for mercy from Xiren on the bed: "I was wrong, sister Xiren, please forgive me this time, and don't chase me out."

As she spoke, she kowtowed several times on the ground, her fair forehead suddenly reddened, "Second Master saved me, even if I die, I will die for Second Master. If Sister Xiren is afraid that I will tell others and wants to chase me out, I will immediately hit my head and die here, so that Sister can rest in peace."

Zhao Yurou saw that the time was right, so she stood up and rushed towards the wall. Qingwen, who was standing by and was stunned, grabbed her and said, "What are you doing? What happened? Why are you so desperate?"

Outside the door, Jia Mu and others came back, and the maid outside the door quickly lifted the curtain, "I also want to know what happened."

Xi Xin thought it was bad, and quickly climbed down from the bed, defending herself: "Old lady, don't listen to her nonsense, she is just talking nonsense..."

Zhao Yurou did not defend herself and let Xiren talk. Her tears fell like beads from a broken string, but she was afraid of disturbing her masters, so she bit her lips and refused to cry out loud.

Having been raised in Rongguo Mansion for such a long time, her skin was not dark to begin with, and now it has become even fairer and tenderer, making the red mark on her forehead even more shocking and looking extremely pitiful.

In this comparison, Xiren seems to be taking advantage of the fact that she has been in the mansion for a long time to bully a little maid who is devoted to her master.

Grandmother Jia couldn't stand such an arrogant girl, so she immediately turned cold and said, "Shut up."

Xiren was startled and quickly shut her mouth, not daring to say anything more.

Grandmother Jia looked at Zhao Yurou and asked, "Is what you said just now true? Did Xiren really scare Baoyu with your master?"

Zhao Yurou shrank back and glanced at Xiren, her lips moving, but she didn't dare to speak as if she was afraid of her revenge.

Grandmother Jia snorted angrily, glanced at Xiren, and said, "Just keep talking. I'm still sitting here. It's not her turn to be the boss."

Xiren's legs went limp instantly, these words were too harsh. She was just a maid, how could she be worthy of being the head of the family? The old lady must have some opinions about her and was deliberately using these words to pressure her.

Her heart was a mess now. Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, her former dignity as Master Bao's maid was gone. She wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Zhao Yurou said, "When Master Bao came back, I was making a sachet for him. I wanted to bring it over to him to see if it suits his taste."

She took out the half-finished sachet in her arms and showed it to everyone. "But when I got to the door, I heard Sister Xiren talking to the Second Master. It was not convenient to go in at the moment, so I thought about waiting aside first. Then I heard what Sister Xiren said... "The Master knows you will be beaten." It didn't sound right to me, and I wanted to go in and stop them, but it was too late."

When Grandmother Jia got angry, she even scolded her own son, not to mention a little girl. After listening patiently, she snorted coldly and said to Xiren, "I didn't know that you are so proud now. Don't you know that Baoyu is afraid of his father? Why are you using his father to scare him? What are you thinking?"

Xiren: "I..."

"Old lady, calm down," Zhao Yurou said without waiting for Xiren to finish, as if begging for mercy, "Sister Xiren probably didn't know that the Second Master ran into the Master when he came back, so she wanted to use the Master to scare him and make him obey."

Zhao Yurou sighed and said, "After all, Sister Xiren often frightened the Second Master before, and nothing happened. I never thought that this time..."

Xiren: "......" Is this a plea? Is this a plea? !

Sure enough, after hearing this, Grandmother Jia became even angrier and said angrily, "Well, I thought so. Baoyu was not as afraid of his father as he is now. Now when he sees his father, his legs tremble. It turns out that you guys are behind this and have frightened him. Let me see which one of you I will spare."

Xiren's knees weakened and she fell to the ground.