Ring Lord of the Red Chamber

In the huge Rongguo Mansion, there is a narrow and remote courtyard, an ordinary wing room with simple furnishings, and an old wooden canopy bed.

Jia Xiaohuan sat on the bed with her short legs crossed, her chin resting on her hands, her black and white eyes were wide open, but she stared blankly at an unknown place.

Obviously, he was staring... in a daze!

After an unknown amount of time, the movement outside startled him, Jia Xiaohuan's body didn't move, but his eyes became brighter.I saw his eyes drooping slightly, falling on his two-inch-long little hands, he opened his small mouth and sighed.

"Brother, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are mooncakes to eat. I took two from the kitchen, one filled with lotus seed paste, and one filled with minced meat and egg yolk. They are all crispy. They look delicious. .”

A little girl's voice came from outside the door, chirping.Then, a maid about eleven or twelve years old opened the door and appeared in front of him.Jia Xiaohuan kicked her numb legs and looked at her with a small face.

This servant girl's name is Xiao Que, and she is the personal servant girl who serves his mother, Aunt Zhao.It's just that he is a big-eyed man, probably seeing that their mother and son have nothing to do, and in two years they should go to Jia Baoyu's side.It's a pity that Second Master Bao had too many lovely people in front of him, so she couldn't leave anything behind.

"Apart from breakfast today, I brought back some fruits and snacks, and put them on the table for my brother." Xiao Que swiftly arranged all the things he had brought back from the kitchen, and came in two or three steps. When he came to Jia Huan, he stretched out his hand to hug him off the bed and eat.

Jia Xiaohuan waved her hand, supported herself and jumped off the bed, walked to the table with small square steps, and climbed onto the chair with hands and feet.He is only five or six years old now, and his movements of climbing up the chair are unavoidably clumsy, which makes Xiao Que laugh out loud.

"Brother, let's eat quickly, or it will be cold in a while. Today is the holiday, and the kitchen has specially added two side dishes." After being cast a sideways glance by his brother, Xiao Que didn't care too much, and still said with a smile: "Brother, let's see what you want to eat, and I'll make it for you."

Although he is now in the Duke's mansion, Jia Xiaohuan is an unloved concubine, and his daily living conditions are only average.Although it will not be reduced to lack of food and clothing, it has nothing to do with fine clothes and fine food.

Just like today's breakfast, which is the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, there are only two unremarkable side dishes and two moon cakes on his dining table; look at his clothes cabinet, except for two The decent clothes for the scene, the rest is probably not as good as the children and grandchildren who have to use slaves.

Ugh--

Jia Xiaohuan sighed inwardly, and didn't need the little magpie to wait on her, and picked up the spoon to drink the porridge by herself.Obviously, he had already burned himself with a fire. How could he be reborn from the ashes when he closed his eyes and opened them again?The hardships and grievances I have suffered in my previous life, do I have to suffer again, can I suffer again?

Master Huan really has no appetite!

That day he tortured the prince so much, and left him an inexhaustible good medicine, and he also knew that he was doomed.In short, he himself was a little tired of living, so he went up to the roof and lit a fire for the Beijing Palace.

At that time, when the brilliant flames rising and falling came into view, Jia Xiaohuan's mood was wanton and comfortable.So, he sang a tune to cheer up...

Xiao Que stood aside, tilting his head to look at Brother Huan.I don't know if this brother didn't wake up today, he is hysterical all over, just now when she waited for her to get up and wash up, she was just stupid, now it's even more strange - he even eats don't pick.You know, although this brother is not favored in the family, he has an aunt who dotes on him, who obviously doesn't eat much good food, and has a picky mouth.

It's like the two side dishes she brought back, both of which should be disliked by Brother Huan.She originally thought that after Brother Huan finished his meal, these two things would have to be left over, so she might be able to add another dish during the Mid-Autumn Festival.If she couldn't get along with a good master who was favored, she had to find some advantage for her size.

But I didn't expect, what happened to brother Huan today, it's a dish that I never eat, but I put it in my mouth spoon by spoon, how could it not make her curious.

Jia Xiaohuan didn't care what she was thinking, she ate her breakfast leisurely and looked up to the door from time to time.When he heard a clear and thin curse, he couldn't help softening his brows and eyes.

"The seeds of no good fortune, why haven't I finished my meal at this moment, and I have to eat the cold one to make my stomach upset? Xiao Que, what's the matter with you, didn't you ask you to take good care of my brother's meal..."

At this time, Aunt Zhao was only 25 or [-] years old, and she was at the height of her beauty and charm. Although a piece of hibiscus noodles was always vulgar and mean, it couldn't hide her charming and charming style.If she keeps silent, Mrs. Wang probably won't let her live to this day and have a pair of children.

"Mother..." Seeing such a vivid mother, Jia Xiaohuan couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and she opened her mouth to call out.

He still remembers how thin, pale, and painful his mother was in the days before her passing.At that time, he wished he could replace it with his own body.If he still complained to God just now, then at this moment, there is only gratitude left.

Thank heaven for allowing him to return to his mother's side again!

"What are you yelling..." Aunt Zhao's eyes widened when she heard it, she stretched out her long and round fingers, tapped her son's forehead heavily, and said angrily, "I have to call you Aunt, if someone outside hears this, why don't you?" Don’t tell your wife. At that time, you little bastard will be fine, and I will know how much I will suffer.”

While scolding her son, she also glared at Xiao Que and the maid behind her, intending to warn them not to talk nonsense.The two maids quickly lowered their heads, as if they hadn't heard anything.This made Aunt Zhao very proud, and felt that she was still very dignified in front of the slaves.

Jia Xiaohuan blinked her eyes, suppressed the watery light that had appeared just now, and called out again, "Auntie." Left and right, no matter how they were called, the one in front of her was his mother.

"Oh, I have to get up before dawn. I have been busy all morning tired and hungry, but I am starved to death. Come on, little auspicious son, give me a bowl of porridge first, and give me one of the steamed buns. Yes..." Aunt Zhao was very satisfied with her son being so obedient, she just had time to sit down and bend her legs.

She is an aunt and concubine, and in the Hou Men's mansion where there are so many rules, she has to set rules for the wife every day.Even if you served the master the night before, you have to go there early in the morning the next day, who cares if you are sore and exhausted.Especially the lady on top of her head, even more... hum!

Following behind Aunt Zhao was a maid named Xiao Jixiang'er, who was only eight or nine years old, with an innocent and childish expression on her face.She got orders from her aunt, so she hurriedly started to serve. She served porridge and vegetables, and served very thoughtfully.

Jia Xiaohuan had already put down the spoon at this time, resting her hands on the edge of the table to support her chin, staring at Aunt Zhao without blinking.In his previous life, he was a bastard son, and he had never been filial to his mother.When he was young, he was a bastard and ignorant; when he finally understood what filial piety is, it was already too late.

Now, he has a chance. This time, he wants to be a good and filial son.

"This dementia seed, why are you staring at me like this? You hate me for eating too much, or something?" Aunt Zhao was really hungry, and she didn't see her son staring at her so intently until she was full. Even though he was a little embarrassed, he still stared and said.hand, but subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, for fear that there might be rice particles on his face or something.

"Auntie, you are so pretty." Even though she was scolded several times since her mother entered the room, Jia Xiaohuan didn't mind at all, instead her heart was full of warmth.Once upon a time, how much he wanted to hear such a scolding, but he couldn't get it.

"Pfft..." Aunt Zhao couldn't help laughing out loud, she was delighted by her son's praise.However, she quickly straightened her face again, raised her eyebrows and asked, "You brat! With such a sweet mouth, did you cause some trouble again and asked me to punish you? Let me tell you, Last time, it was because of you bastard that I knelt on my knees for almost two hours, and my legs were so dangling that my knees were useless."

"No, I'm telling the truth. Auntie is pretty. If you don't believe me, just ask little Ji Xianger." Hearing the words of punishment, Jia Xiaohuan's body froze suddenly, but luckily she said with a smile.

yes!Because of him, I don't know how much my mother was punished by Wang, how many injuries she suffered, and how many times she was thrown on the ground and trampled on the ground... Back then, he didn't know how to be considerate of her mother, so that she didn't know how to suffer. How many sins, he is a damn bastard!

"Hmph, you're right." Aunt Zhao was praised by her son for her beauty, so she couldn't help stroking her temples and eyebrows proudly.While sending Xiao Que and Xiao Jixiang'er to clean up the table, she pulled Jia Huan to her side and said, "I see, your body is almost recovering. There will definitely be a banquet at the old lady's side in the evening. You will be there then." Pick up good things to eat, but don’t treat yourself badly. Let me tell you, the stewed elbow with ham, roasted pheasant with chestnuts, rouge goose breast, ham and fresh bamboo shoot soup are all very good. Let’s eat them on weekdays Not tonight, don't miss it tonight."

"No, I'm not in good health yet, Auntie..." Jia Xiaohuan had no interest in the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, let alone reunion with those people.He was tired of Aunt Zhao's side, shaking his head on her lap, "Auntie, I don't want to go there, I have to hold my chopsticks every time, but I can't eat much, and I can't satisfy my hunger at all. I won't go, Don't go, don't go..."

Aunt Zhao stared at her almond eyes, gritted her teeth and slapped her son's buttocks. The slap was loud, but it didn't take much effort.I just heard her scolding: "You got it, if you don't go, you won't go, you won't be on a high platform."

She originally thought that her son was almost recovering from his illness, and today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he can have a good meal at the family banquet.But thinking about it now, my son was right.Old ladies and wives have very strict rules. If the son behaves a little bit unruly, he will be reprimanded.Don't you be scolded and punished if you don't eat the good things at that time, wouldn't it be unlucky.

After the mother and son finished talking, Xiao Que came in and said, "Auntie, the lady is calling you."