Xichun, the first daughter of the Red Chamber

When Jia Amnesty first heard the rumors, he still couldn't react. The matter of naming the children in the family tree was agreed a long time ago. Why did Jia Jing bring it up again today?

When he heard the rumor from the servant that Xichun had chosen his favorite name, he understood a little bit, and sent someone to call over the person who was waiting for Yingchun.

Siqi knelt down as soon as he came in, "Siqi has met the old man, please greet the old man."

Jia She gave a hum, asked Siqi to get up, and asked her, "How is Second Miss recently? Is there anything that doesn't suit you?"

Si Qi respectfully replied: "Second Miss is doing well recently, and my wife is also very attentive to Second Miss, and carefully checks her daily diet and daily life."

Jia Amnesty asked again: "What has Second Miss been learning recently?"

Siqi replied: "In the morning, I will learn to read and write with my master, and in the afternoon, I will follow my wife to learn how to be a female red director."

Jia Amnesty nodded, "Okay, I see, you go back, our family will have lunch together at noon, you should tell me first when you go back."

Chess should be, back down.

At noon, Jia She found that her daughter had changed. She was no longer the wood, but had a spirit, like a young tree growing vigorously, with infinite vitality.

But looking at the complicated jewelry and heavy incense on Yingchun, Jia Amnesty felt a little headache.

Looking at the Xing family who was almost dressed next to him, Jia She sighed from the bottom of his heart.

It looked like there was more than one crooked tree.

After eating, Jia Amnesty left Mrs. Xing behind.

When Xing heard that Jia Amnesty asked her to stay, she shuddered.

Ever since the arson incident, the Xing family became even more afraid of Jia She. In the past, she dared to appear in front of Jia She, but now she wished she could never see Jia She, even though Jia She treated her much better now.

Jia She felt helpless looking at the tense Xing Shi, he couldn't understand, he was ridiculous before, and Xing Shi sometimes dared to persuade himself when he ignored Xing Shi, but now he treats her well, and she avoids him instead .

But now is not the time to talk about these things, Jia She cleared his throat and said, "In a few days it will be the end of the year, the mansion..."

Mrs. Xing said anxiously: "Master, don't worry, Lian's daughter-in-law and I have taken care of our affairs, and the New Year's goods are ready, as well as the gifts for those who are close to others..."

"Stop." Jia Amnesty interrupted, "That's not what I'm talking about."

Xing fell silent immediately.

Jia She sighed, "These days, I'm sorry for you, Yingjie looks much better than before."

Xing blushed, "These...these are what I should do. In the past...I neglected Yingjie."

There was a big fire that day, and Wang Xifeng Yingchun of the Xing family fell ill in bed. Among them, Wang Xifeng was the most seriously ill. The doctor said that it is best to rest for a few months so that the root cause of the disease will not be left behind. The second is Yingchun, who was frightened before. Then there was a fire again, and he was young. The doctor also said that it is best to rest for a few months like Wang Xifeng. On the contrary, Xing's condition is the mildest, and he will be fine after taking a few medicines.

After Xing recovered from her illness, she often went to visit Wang Xifeng and Yingchun, but Jia Lian watched over Wang Xifeng's place every day, so she gradually stopped going, and instead went to visit Yingchun from time to time.

Feelings come from getting along, day by day, Xing only thinks that Yingchun is good everywhere, even the wooden appearance that she was not used to before has become calm in Xing's eyes.

Jia Amnesty looked at Xing Shi and said, "I know you really put your heart into Yingjie'er, otherwise you would have found that Yingjie's nanny is a bitch."

Xing Shi lowered his head, becoming more disturbed.

At that time, she was not very good at telling the truth about Yingchun, and her level of caring was only average. She didn't really put Yingchun in her heart until Jia She revealed that she wanted to record Yingchun in her name.

Xing knew that she would never have children in this life, so Yingchun might be her only child in this life.

With this understanding, Xing looked at Yingchun more like her own daughter, and dared to take care of Yingchun.

But Yingchun usually feels insecure and cautious everywhere, but now that she is under the control of the Xing family, she feels more at ease and becomes closer to the Xing family.

The Xing family also noticed Yingchun's closeness, and the more she let go and took care of her, she realized that something was wrong.

There are too few clothes and jewelry for the Spring Festival.

Yingchun lives in Wang's Baosha, life will not be too good, but the basic standard is still there, it is impossible for the young lady to live worse than the maid, and the proportion of the four seasons will not be less, these and those Things don't add up to much, but it's not so little.

Xing checked again carefully, and found that many of Yingchun's things were missing, and some of them were not commonly used in Yingchun. For example, now that the weather is cold, those spring and summer clothes have disappeared.

Mrs. Xing knew in her heart that this was a traitor, so she didn't need to ask any questions, she just had the people who waited on Yingchun tied up.

This said who always likes to deduct half of the second lady's meals on weekdays and enjoy it by himself.

The one said that who always loves to be lazy on weekdays, regardless of the second lady, sometimes the second lady is thirsty and doesn't even have a mouthful of hot water.

In a word, only the chess player next to Yingchun is still dedicated, and Yingchun's nanny is even more daring, secretly took Yingchun's clothes and jewelry, and worked in a pawn shop for a period of time to earn money.

Xing was so angry that he had someone beat Yingchun's nanny again, planning to send her to see an official.

When Wang Xifeng found out, she quickly sent Ping'er over, and stopped Xing, "How can I send her to see the official? If I tell it, I'll lose the face of the second lady. How can it be worth it for such an old fellow? "

Only then did Xing endure it, and sent the nurse's family to Zhuangzi to work, and sent away all the other people who were waiting for Yingchun, and finally ordered people to burn all Yingchun's clothes and jewelry.

When she thought of those clothes and jewelry being worn by some kind of people, she felt disgusted!

Xing burned Yingchun's things, opened his money box, and filled all Yingchun's boxes.

Because there is only one chess player left around Yingchun, Xing asked Wang Xifeng to help choose a few maids for Yingchun, and was afraid that Yingchun would be afraid, so he went to bed with Yingchun himself for several days.

Because of this, Jia She really decided to put Yingchun under the name of Xing.

"In a few days, the clan will be offering sacrifices to the ancestors. I want to take this opportunity to record Yingjieer under your name." Jia She said.

Even though she already knew that Jia She planned to do this, when she heard the news with her own ears, Xing couldn't help being excited, "Yes, I will definitely treat Ying Jie well..."

Jia Amnesty waved his hand, "I know that you treat her well, but you must also pay attention to the method."

Looking at the puzzlement on Xing's face, Jia Amnesty decided to speak clearly, "Let's not say how old Miss Ying is and she dresses up like that, let's say that young ladies like us can't wait to wear all of our family's wealth. On the body, opening and closing the mouth are those yellow and white things?"

Xing's face turned pale immediately, and he tightly clenched the handkerchief with both hands.

She only knows that her daughter's family needs to be rich, and she can't let her eyelids be too shallow, and she can't be too ignorant of daily necessities, who knows...

Seeing that Mrs. Xing came to understand, Jia Amnesty also breathed a sigh of relief, "I know your heart is good, but it's just because you don't know these things that you used the wrong method."

"In a few days, I will ask someone to find a nurturing nun who was released from the palace and return home. Then you and Yingchun can learn from it."

Xing nodded, "Yes, sir."

After Mrs. Xing left, Jia Amnesty realized something was on her mind, and as soon as she sat down, someone came to report, "My lord, Mrs. Yao sent a message that she wanted to resign because my mother is old and sick. Heavy, I want to go back and spend time with my mother again, I hope the old lady and the old man can agree."

Master Yao is the female master who is in charge of teaching Yingchun and Tanchun.

Jia She frowned, "What did the old lady say?"

The little servant shrank his neck, "The old lady said, Master Yao wants to reunite with his family, they have no reason to stop them, prepare some rituals, just send Master Yao off, but Master Yao left, for a while, I'm afraid I can't find a new wife I agree with."

Jia She said with a sullen face: "Since the old lady has said so, let's just follow suit. You go and send a message to Lian'er, and ask him to contact the caravan close to Jia's family besides preparing for the ceremony. See if there is any boat on the way, and I will also send Master Yao a ride, how to say, I also taught our Jia family ladies."

The servant retreated in response, but Jia She was still thinking about where to find the new master.

Jia Amnesty thought about it for a long time but didn't have any idea, so he finally called someone, "Go to the East Mansion and tell Mr. Jing about this, and say that I can't find a suitable candidate, let him find it." He remembered that Jia Jing had mentioned that next year Xichun would also enter school.

Jia She, who had solved another matter on his mind, was in a good mood, humming a ditty and went to the study room, had someone grind ink and lay paper, and wrote down the words he had thought up before.

Dong Mansion, Jia Jing listened to the visitor repeating the matter, no emotion could be seen on his face, he just nodded, "Okay, I understand."

After the visitor left, Jia Jing smiled and shook his head, "It's good for him, just leave the matter to me, and he will know how to be lazy!"

It was obviously a complaining tone, but it carried a sense of intimacy.

"Master, it's a good thing that Mr. She is willing to get close to you again." Jia Yi smiled and poured tea for Jia Jing, and mercilessly broke Jia Jing's duplicity, "You are obviously happy in your heart, but you still say this talk."

Jia Jing suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and glared at Jia Yi, "You've been quite free lately, haven't you? That's fine, you'll be responsible for this matter, and don't look for a female wife, but find a juren who is knowledgeable and good-natured." To be reliable, older ones are best."

Jia Yi suddenly had a bitter face, "Master, isn't your request too high?"

Jia Jing didn't even lift his eyelids, "Didn't you tell Jia Qi a few days ago that you can become Jia Yi because you are the most capable? Now is the time to show your ability. Remember, when the ladies go to school next year, the school will There must be a master."

In this way, only a few days are left for Jia Yi.

Jia Yi choked for a moment, and secretly made a note of Jia Qi in his heart, but on his face he had a look of lovelessness, "Yes, master."