Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

The courtyard where Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng lived was a small quadrangle, the couple naturally lived in the main room, the delivery room was arranged in the side room next to it, and the eldest sister occupied the east room for daily living.

After Mrs. Xing came over, she was afraid that the woman's childbirth would scare the children, so she asked the nanny and maids to take the eldest sister to the big house, and asked Yingchun to take care of it for a while.

He sat in his granddaughter's room in the East Wing and watched his daughter-in-law give birth.

Last time when Wang Xifeng gave birth to the eldest sister, Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang came to sit in the town together, but this time they both sent a woman to greet her, saying that she was not in good health recently, and that coming here would only add to the chaos .

Mrs. Xing sneered when she heard the words, and didn't say anything, but she didn't show any kindness to the two women, she just put them there as if she couldn't see them.

After questioning, she found out that Ping'er was the reason why Wang Xifeng gave birth prematurely. She originally wanted to bring Ping'er over for questioning, but that girl was too obedient, she just wandered around Wang Xifeng in the delivery room, and when she left, she cried like a mourning concubine.

And she kept blaming herself, saying things like 'it's all my fault, it's all my fault', which made Wang Xifeng believe that the girl was loyal even more, and in turn tried to persuade her not to blame herself when she was in pain.

Although Mrs. Xing has never given birth to a child, she also knows that women are most dangerous when they give birth. Seeing the deep love between master and servant, of course she will not be such a villain at this time, so as to save herself from falling into trouble when the time comes. people.

It was almost midnight, and I was already tired as usual, but listening to the screams coming from the delivery room from time to time, I couldn't even take a nap even if I wanted to.

Mrs. Xing was holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and kept reciting the Buddha's name. The maid and nanny who followed her walked a little lighter than usual. The atmosphere in the room was very dignified, and even made people feel panic.

She really couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, and Mrs. Xing finally couldn't help but have nothing to say, "Wang's family..." I wanted to confirm with Wang Shanbao's family that Sister Feng's baby will be safe and sound, but I thought about it for a long time But I don't know how to ask.

Wang Shanbao's house was originally her companion room, who took care of her since she was a child, how could she not know that her wife's life has improved in the past few years, and her heart is much softer than before, although she may not have any relationship with the second grandma , but I don't want to see anything happen to her.

He hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, "Don't worry, Ma'am, this is not the first baby here. Although it's a little early, it's not too much. It will definitely be born safely..." Just as I was about to say something, I heard a report from outside. It is said that the third master is here.

Mrs. Xing didn't realize that it was Jia Cong, and asked stupidly, "Which third master?"

The little girl who came in to report first was also stunned by the question, and subconsciously replied, "Of course it's our third master!"

In fact, Mrs. Xing realized that she was asking nonsense after asking, and seeing that girl was still looking at her in doubt, she gave her an angry look and said sharply, "Since your third master is here, why don't you come in quickly? "

The girl trembled from her stare, and hurriedly turned behind Fu and invited Jia Cong to come in.

"It's so late, why are you here?" Seeing that he was wearing a big cloak with a hood, there were still some snowdrops on it, but more of it turned into water droplets and wet his clothes, so he hurriedly asked someone to change his cloak Go, let's go to the charcoal basin to warm up the fire, "Is it raining or snowing outside? I didn't hear a single sound from here."

"It's snow, my wife is only concerned about the second sister-in-law, how can I care about such a small matter!" The temperature has dropped sharply in the past few days, but it's not the time. It is easy to turn into water droplets, making it dirty and messy everywhere, which is very annoying.

There was a lot of mud on the shoes along the way, but fortunately, the boy following him felt good, and ran back to get a replacement. After sitting there and changing it, it was much better, "My son heard from Zhao Qi that the second brother hadn't I found it, thinking that if there is anything I can do to help with errands, I rushed over."

Mrs. Xing nodded, and didn't think about pushing him back. The mother and son were guarding, and if something happened, they could be regarded as a person to discuss, "It's hard for a woman to give birth, and it might not be a day later." After giving birth, you have work to do tomorrow, if you are sleepy, you can mime on the couch next to you for a while."

Jia Cong nodded to show that he knew, recalled what he had seen along the way, and chatted with Mrs. Xing, "When my son came over, he found some empty rooms with lights on. The sound of yelling five and six."

Mrs. Xing has been in charge of the big house for so many years, how can she not know about the dirty things among the servants, "These are those night-time women who eat wine and gamble money. We used to have it too, and it has only gotten better in recent years."

This is also due to Jia Cong, if he didn't do things from time to time to spread these people in front of Jia Amnesty, with that trouble-saving temperament, he would have no time to pay attention to these servants, and Mrs. Xing has no children and no backers. The second wife, the waist is not strong enough, it is difficult to arouse these people, let alone deal with it?

Fortunately, after several investigations, those who were sneaky or tricky were cleared out, and the rest, whether they were smart or honest, were still under discipline, and she was able to manage the house with ease.

However, the master and master in the Rong Mansion are fiercely fighting for power, and sometimes they have to do everything possible to please the slaves if they want to do something, and there is no one who is worthy enough to stand up, so it is difficult to discipline them harshly.

The two chatted slowly for a while looking for a topic so casually. Jia Cong suddenly remembered Zhao Qi's words and couldn't help asking, "I heard that the second sister-in-law gave birth prematurely because of Ping'er. Why didn't I see her here, but Mrs. lock people up?"

Speaking of Mrs. Ping'er Xing, who was finally angry in her heart, she became a little angry when she spoke, "Hmph, I have no right to control the girl of your second brother and second sister-in-law. If people don't say that I am meddling with a mouse, I will It's Amitabha."

Seeing that what the eldest lady said was a bit strange, there was a nanny next to her, who wanted to persuade her, but the one who followed Mrs. Xing's closest family, Wang Shanbao's house, was not easy. Careful to see Brother Cong's cold eyes, he shrank his neck and restrained himself.

Jia Cong didn't bother with her either, but felt sorry for such a loyal and capable person like Wang Shanbao who married such an unclear daughter-in-law, "Ma'am, why bother with them? She doesn't even have a natal family. Whether it's good or bad, she'll just let her suffer, anyway, there's a second elder brother behind, and he's getting smarter now, so it's not easy to scare him off."

Mrs. Xing saw that he was leaning towards her when he talked, and she was happy, so her face was involuntarily brought out, but she still deliberately pretended not to care, her stern face was a little distorted, and she curled her lips again, Some disdainfully said, "They are the Wang family!"

Jia Cong is funny, the big family members of the Jia family, including Wang Xifeng, the daughter of the Wang family, don't have a good impression of the Wang family now, but they can't say anything belittling, otherwise it will be their fault if it spreads out.

It's already the fourth watch, and I feel a little hungry. The big kitchen has turned off the fire, but the small kitchen is busy with the hot water in the delivery room. I don't know if I can find a place to get something to eat. I thought about it I think I'm still afraid that these servants will delay things over there in order to please me, so I better bear it, the sky is almost dawn.

Mrs. Xing saw him rubbing his belly, and knew that he was growing up, so he was not hungry, so she hurriedly told Wang Shanbao's family next door, "You go and get something for the third master yourself, he is not hungry now."

"Madam, let's forget it. I'm busy over there now. If I delay because of my son, then my son will not come here to help but to make trouble."

Mrs. Xing patted him on the shoulder, "You think too much, no matter how busy you are over there, you will leave a stove for the masters to cook, so that Wang Shanbao's family will go without taking up their manpower, so there will be no trouble !"

During the conversation, Wang Shanbao's family had already agreed and walked out. Jia Cong thought for a while and thought what his wife said made sense, so he didn't stop him.

Not long after, Wang Shanbao's family personally brought over two large bowls of wontons. Mrs. Xing asked for a small bowl to fill some, and Jia Cong ate the rest.

He has recently increased his appetite, but he seems to have lost weight. Fortunately, he is very tall, which makes Mrs. Jia Shexing put down her worries.

"Madam, third brother!" Jia Lian finally rushed back when the sky was bright, and was startled when he heard that his wife had given birth prematurely. He also heard that his wife and brother Cong had been guarding the east chamber all night, so he hurried over to greet him.

Mrs. Xing saw that his face was pale and his body smelled of alcohol and powder, so she hurriedly asked him to go back to the main room to wash and change his clothes. , "Where did you wander around this night? It's hidden so deep that everyone in the house went out to look for you, but they didn't dig you out."

Jia Lian went to a private house to drink with someone last night because of a batch of lumber.

Hearing the accusation in Mrs. Xing's words, it was even more difficult to argue in front of a roomful of servants, so she could only touch her nose, bowed her head in embarrassment, and while admitting her mistake, she winked at Jia Cong, wanting him to help speak.

Jia Cong didn't sleep all night, and he wasn't in a good mood. He felt more comfortable seeing him slumped. He just pretended not to see him, and refused to say a word.

The three people were entangled there, and the screams in the delivery room suddenly became louder, followed by a burst of panic.

A few people thought that something had happened, Jia Lian couldn't care about anything else, turned around with a pale face and ran out, Mrs. Xing Jia Cong followed closely behind him, as soon as he left the door, he saw a mother in a hurry ran over.

Seeing them, they hurriedly stopped, "Announce the good news to the wife and the second master, the second grandma has given birth to a young master!"

When Jia Lian heard that he finally had a son, the smile on his face couldn't stop, and he shouted "reward, reward, reward!"

It was Mrs. Xing who asked, "How is your second mistress now? Is the young master still in good health?"

The nanny replied with a smile on her face, "Madam, don't worry, grandma is just a little tired, she has fallen asleep now, and the young master is looking good."

While speaking, several people had already arrived at the outside of the delivery room. The weather was too cold, and there were braziers burning everywhere in the room. They came in from the outside and warmed up their clothes. Only then did they take the baby out to have a look.

This is the first time Jia Cong saw a newborn baby, and his first impression was: how ugly!Red and wrinkled skin, sparse and messy lanugo, eyes closed and small mouth wriggling non-stop.

"Brother Cong, why is there such an expression?" Mrs. Xing saw Jia Cong's entangled look for the first time, and she knew what he was thinking when she rolled her eyes, and she couldn't help laughing.

Jia Cong glanced at Jia Lian, who was still smirking next to him, and touched his nose in embarrassment. Could it be possible to dislike his son's poor growth in front of his father?

It is likely to be hated, okay?

Maybe because she felt her uncle's dislike, the little baby wrinkled her little nose and started crying like that. The nanny ignored Jia Lian and Mrs. Xing's expressions of surprise, and hurriedly picked up the baby and took him into the inner room to nurse.

"Since the second brother is back and the little nephew is born, I don't think there is anything to do with the younger brother, so I will go back." I haven't slept all night, and now I am really sleepy, and I don't want to stay here any longer. Jia Cong followed the trend Offered farewell.

After Mrs. Xing sent someone to announce the good news to the old lady, she also looked tired and wanted to go back to catch up on sleep.

There is chaos here, Jia Lian did not waste two people, and sent them out with gratitude.

After going back to wash, Jia Cong fell asleep on the bed and fell asleep after a while. He didn't wake up until noon. He was still hungry. After eating and drinking, he didn't feel sleepy anymore. I heard that his father had gone there After finishing watching, the grandson came back and was locked in the study alone, not knowing what to do, so he went looking for someone with the tripod he bought the day before.

Seeing him coming over, Jia Amnesty rarely had a smiling face, and looked at him with his mouth curled up and the end of his eyes. Jia Cong was puzzled by that look of 'I'm very upset, I'm very angry'. Don't like his son anymore?

Feeling very disappointed, the smile on his face stopped, and his brisk forward steps also slowed down. However, Jia She is a nervous person. He was upset because of some things, so he didn't notice the change in his youngest son's expression at all. But after seeing the tripod in his arms, his complexion suddenly improved.

Using a jumping pace that didn't match his age, he rushed to Jia Cong in twos and outs, reached out and snatched the tripod from his arms, and asked with bright eyes, "Is this for me?"

Jia Cong hadn't figured out what was going on with his father, so he nodded reflexively.

Seeing him nodding, Jia Shen heard that his son had given Mr. Qiao two paintings all morning, but the depression that he had no part in himself disappeared without a trace. I laughed silly.

He usually doesn't take less gifts from his son, but for some reason, this feeling that he thought he didn't have it but suddenly has it is different from the past.

Jia Cong was a little puzzled when he saw his father hugging the tripod and changing his face. He couldn't understand why, but he also knew that he had misunderstood just now. Well, as long as the father is not "transferring love" and prefers the eldest grandson, others He still wouldn't care about it.

The mood suddenly improved again, and after Jia She was seated, he sat next to him, "I went to Liulichang yesterday, and I wanted to pick out some good fans for my father, but unfortunately it's not the season, so I couldn't find any." What suits my heart, I bought this ancient tripod after seeing it was good."

Jia She smiled and nodded, expressing that he liked everything his son gave him.

"However, although my son can see that this tripod should be from the Han Dynasty, I always feel that there is something strange about it. I can't make up my mind for a while, so I can only buy it first and ask my father for advice."

Hearing what he said, Jia Amnesty quickly put the tripod in his hand and looked at it carefully. After a while, he said hesitantly, "Look at the engravings, craftsmanship, and materials. There is nothing wrong with it from the Han Dynasty..." He narrowed his eyes , but looking at the patterns and patterns on the tripod, I feel a little uncertain in my heart. Even if the things handed down from the Han Dynasty are no longer used, these patterns will be worn to some extent during the process of transportation and preservation.

But this tripod is different, just looking at the depth of the lines, it looks like brand new, but it doesn't feel like a fake.

Suddenly thought of something, brought the tripod closer and stroked it for a while, then put his hand under his nose and sniffed, there was indeed an inexplicable smell, after smelling it for a long time, it even gave people some headaches, sigh He took a deep breath and shook his head, put the tripod down, and told people to send it directly to the family temple to worship in front of the Buddha, and to bring it back after 81 days.

Seeing Jia Cong's puzzled eyes, he explained, "This tripod should be a funerary object, and it hasn't been unearthed for a long time."

Jia Cong nodded in amazement. Most of the antiques in this world are handed down through two methods. They are the accumulation of aristocratic families or the funerary objects after death are dug out by grave robbers.

Originally, because of the national-level archaeological activities in his previous life, Jia Cong had no emotion towards digging up those ancient relics, but it is different for those born and bred in this era, the rich and the upper class.

They were all born rich and noble, and there were many funeral objects after death, and no one could guarantee that their tombs would not be dug up by someone after a few years.

Therefore, it is more appropriate to say that the artifacts from these ancient tombs are not so much a taboo as a sad thing about the death of a rabbit or a sympathy for a fox.

It would be better if it was unearthed in the early years, but the newly stolen one is really uncomfortable for people to see.

"Father, it's my son's fault." Jia Cong was a little annoyed, he should have given up when he realized something was wrong at that time, what did he want to bring back eagerly!

The author has something to say: When writing about the eating problem during the growth period, I couldn’t help but think of my aunt’s cousin. When he was about 13 years old, he was called a foodie. The most clear memory was once he I had dinner with my uncle's cousin at my house at noon, and ate a whole eleven bowls of hand-made noodles! ! !

(The same bowl, I can eat at most one and a half bowls, my dad’s appetite is considered big, and he will be stretched to o(╯□╰)o after eating three bowls)

The amazing thing is, it’s not over yet. I feel bored after eating it. A few of us went to another uncle’s house to play. Just in time for him to make frozen dumplings, big dumplings stuffed with beef, he was greedy when he saw it. When he got up, my aunt felt sorry for him, so she went to cook him a large bowl alone, almost thirty of them, and he ate them all in such a silent manner.

At this time, it had only been two hours since he finished eating the hand-rolled noodles, and I felt terrified when I was watching! ! ! (⊙﹏⊙)b

However, when his eyes glanced at his cousin's thin shoulders and small waist with no fat at all, as a stupid author who would get fat after drinking a little cold water, he felt a burst of envy, jealousy and hatred! ! ! /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Finally, thanks to 'homework, let's break up' little angel mine, love you! ! !