[Red Mansion] His mouth was opened

"You're back, how are you? My wife made things difficult for you." Aunt Zhao was worried for a day, and she felt relieved when she saw Jia Huan came back safe and sound.

Jia Huan picked up the hot and cold tea that was prepared on the table, took a sip, and then put the cup down, "Mother, what are you worried about? It's the wives who are suffering today. The children eat and drink well there. Some people pinch their waists and beat their legs, which is much better than here."

Aunt Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't like it anymore, so she thumped Jia Huan: "A dog doesn't dislike a poor family, a son doesn't dislike a mother's ugliness, if you dislike it, you can live there."

Jia Huan knew he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly coaxed: "Mother, I just said in passing, I really want to stay there for a night, my child is afraid that someone will come and poison me at night."

Jia Huan's words were definitely not an exaggeration. Mrs. Wang looked at him almost poisonously after waking up, obviously she was so angry that she lost her mind. If she had the chance, she would definitely do it.

Aunt Zhao rolled her eyes at him, and poked Jia Huan's forehead with her finger, "You are too exaggerated, my wife is not so blatant."

Jia Huan stuck out her tongue, she didn't intend to explain to Aunt Zhao how angry Mrs. Wang was with him, it would only increase one's worries.

"By the way, where did uncle go?" Jia Huan suddenly thought of Zhao Guoji. Right now he had no one available, so he could only ask Zhao Guoji to inquire about the news.

"You don't know what you're memorizing all day with your brain?" Aunt Zhao said angrily, "I didn't tell you, your grandmother is sick, and your uncle took a period of time off to take care of her."

It was only then that Jia Huan remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.

Rubbing the back of her head, she smiled, but her heart was a little anxious. Mrs. Wang would rather be tortured by him for such a day than let go. It can be seen that this matter is by no means a trivial matter, but Zhao Guoji asked for leave at an inappropriate time.

The next day, Jia Huan got up early, and he opened the gap in the window lattice to look out, the sky was just beginning to be bright, with a faint blush, but there was a maidservant with her head bowed standing in the yard.

Jia Huan called out, and Xiao Jixiang came in with a copper plate, towel and fragrant pancreas.

After washing his face with the water in the copper plate, Jia Huan asked casually, "Who is the maid in that courtyard?"

Xiao Jixiang helped wring out the towel, and said with a smile, "Why didn't the third master recognize it? It's sister Yuchuan."

Jia Huan smiled, "How long is it, why are you here so early?"

"Third Master, sister Yuchuan was waiting under the door at the fifth watch, and the servant girl was taken aback when she went out." Xiao Jixiang didn't dare to hide it from Jia Huan. The reason was sent to Mrs. Wang, and she knew that there was no good fruit to eat, and she didn't want to follow Xiao Que's back road.

Jia Huan sneered, "She's really in a hurry."

Xiao Jixiang didn't make a sound, and silently poured out the water in the copper plate, and went to the kitchen to bring the food box.

Yu Chuan waited in the courtyard for half an hour before Jia Huan took a leisurely glance at her and headed towards Rongxi Hall.

Yu Chuan gritted his teeth, held back his anger, and followed closely.

"I don't need you to talk to me here today. I thought that since you have practiced calligraphy for so many days, writing Buddhist scriptures is probably not a difficult task. By the way, you can also positively bless you and get rid of anger." Mrs. Wang said with a smile. Zhou Rui's family nodded, and Zhou Rui's family handed over a copy of the Lotus Sutra to Jia Huan.

Copying Buddhist scriptures is no fun.

It would take at least a month to copy a Buddhist scripture, and by then, when all the dust had settled, Mrs. Wang did not believe that Jia Huan could turn the world upside down.

"Okay." Jia Huan responded instantly.

On the contrary, Mrs. Wang was a little worried.

Mrs. Wang turned her eyes and glanced at Zhou Rui's family, "Zhou Rui's family, you accompany the third master to copy Buddhist scriptures. If you want anything, you can just get it for him."

Zhou Rui's heart tightened, and he subconsciously glanced at Jia Huan.

Jia Huan smiled at her, but it made her feel uneasy.

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"Third Master, sit down." Zhou Rui's family led Jia Huan into the small Buddhist hall.

It is said to be a small Buddhist hall, but in fact it is also in Mrs. Wang's room, but it is separated by a flower and bird screen.

Jia Huan was not polite, and simply sat down on the chair.

He looked around. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table had already been prepared, and the rice paper was spread out. It seemed that Mrs. Wang was really prepared.

"Third Master, let's have a cup of tea first." Zhou Rui's family took the tea brought by the little maid and said with a smile.

Jia Huan took a look at Zhou Rui's family, who was instructing the maids to go to the small kitchen to get some snacks.

Jia Huan lowered his eyes, and an imperceptible smile flickered across his mouth. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and frowned suddenly: "What kind of tea is this? A sip of tea powder!"

Zhou Rui's family had a slight displeasure on their faces, and said with a smile: "Third Master, this is Biluochun. If Third Master is not used to drinking it, I will ask someone to exchange it for other tea."

Jia Huan nodded casually, and casually put the tea on the table, "Go get a cup of Taiping Houkui."

The smiles on Zhou Rui's family's face froze. Jia Huan really dared to say that one tael of Taiping Houkui was worth a hundred taels, and Mrs. Wang could only drink a little when Baoyu came, even if a few girls came No, there is no chance to drink this tea.

"Why don't you go?" Jia Huan bent down/body, picked up a Langhao pen, and asked lightly.

Zhou Rui's family couldn't help cursing that Jia Huan was so flattering that he dared to open his mouth when he took the opportunity!Don't even look at who you are!

"Third Master, what a coincidence. The Taiping Houkui from my wife's place disappeared a few days ago. Would the Third Master drink something else? West Lake Longjing or Dahongpao?"

Jia Huan put down the pen with a slap, "Sister Zhou is really joking, when the tea is gone, if I want to drink it, the tea will be gone, well, I understand, since Sister Zhou is not here Welcome, I'll go back to my place."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his foot to leave.

No one in Zhou Rui's family dared to let him go. If he accidentally slipped out and ruined Mrs. Wang's affairs, she would have to shed her skin if she didn't die.

Hastily reached out to stop him, and forced a smile: "Third Master, you are so impatient! Now, I'll ask the maids to see if there are any, and if so, I'll make you a cup immediately. Look, Is that good?"

Jia Huan folded his arms lazily, "I don't care if it's good or bad, but my wife asked me to copy Buddhist scriptures. I'm afraid I can't copy them without a cup of good tea to refresh my mind."

Zhou Rui's family laughed and echoed: "Yes, I will ask you now."

She couldn't wait to turn around and leave, for fear that Jia Huan would change her mind temporarily.

"Third Master, here comes the tea." Zhou Rui's family left quickly, but came in a timely manner, presumably because they were afraid that Jia Huan would run away, so it would be difficult to explain.

Jia Huan looked up at her, hummed lightly, took the tea, and took a sip.

Zhou Rui's family was worried, but they were relieved when they saw that he was not picky after drinking tea.

However, Zhou Rui's family was relieved too early.

"Sister Zhou, this ink is useless, you grind the ink for me again." Jia Huan said lazily while sipping tea.

Zhou Rui's family didn't even think about it and said: "Third Master, this ink is just newly grinded, why can't it be used?

Jia Huan glanced at her, said nothing, put the teacup on the table, got up and was about to leave.

Zhou Rui's family felt bitter in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show their expressions, and hurriedly stopped Jia Huan, "Third Lord, blame me for my stinky mouth, please wait, I'll grind ink for you."

Jia Huan glanced at her with a half-smile, "Sister Zhou, don't force yourself, copying Buddhist scriptures is not a one-day thing, and it doesn't matter if you don't copy today."

"Don't force it, don't force it." Zhou Rui's family forced a smile, secretly hating him.

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