"Holy Father" Jia She of the Red Chamber

Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng tossed each other in the room, Wang Xifeng then proudly lay in Jia Lian's arms: "Second Lord."

Jia Lian patted Wang Xifeng's fragrant shoulders while answering, wondering if it was still early, so let's do it again.

Wang Xifeng didn't care about his thoughts, and quickly said what he wanted to say: "A few days ago, didn't the old man talk about the mother-in-law's dowry?"

Jia Lian's hands paused. He also knew that his mother was born in a family, and it wasn't because his grandfather's family had declined. Moreover, the two houses had never had any contact, so he didn't know that his mother had left a large sum of money for him until now. money matters.

Jia Lian sighed: "It's not easy for me to speak about this matter."

Wang Xifeng secretly rolled her eyes: "I have also asked my ancestors and aunt on the sidelines these few days, but..."

Jia Lian sat up, looked straight at Wang Xifeng, and waited for her answer. This was a major matter related to money, and there was no room for neglect.

"It's just that you made too much trouble a few days ago, and the ancestor is unhappy."

Jia Lian immediately thought of his troubles in Ningguo Mansion, and felt annoyed: "Didn't you be forced to hurry?"

"However, in the East Mansion, they are also relatives of my family. The grandpa made such a fuss, which embarrassed the ancestors. Now, I don't have the face to talk about the dowry." Wang Xifeng shrugged helplessly, with a look of embarrassment. Look helpless.

Jia Lian hastily shook Wang Xifeng's body in a fawning way: "My second grandma, my good second grandma, that is a valuable thing my mother left me. If this thing is in my hands, it is in your hands, you But you must work harder."

This is what Wang Xifeng was waiting for. She rolled her eyes and looked embarrassed: "I'm trying my best here, but you also have to think of a way."

"What can Grandpa think of?"

"Start from the old man."

"Impossible," Jia Lian turned his head, and firmly rejected Wang Xifeng's proposal: "He doesn't treat Ye as his son, so why would he still want to use the pole to treat him as his father?"

Wang Xifeng's eyes rolled, and her soft hands unconsciously stroked Jia Lian's chest: "Master, you should think about it, it's a lot of money, if you can't get it, there's nothing you can do about it."

"This..." Jia Lian hesitated, then felt something was wrong with her chest, turned to look at Wang Xifeng's pretty expression, and immediately felt her mouth dry.

"Master, everything is for us."

"Okay," Jia Lian turned around and took Wang Xifeng down: "Second Mistress can do whatever she wants, but for now, let Second Master feel comfortable before talking about it."

Ping'er lowered his head with a gloomy face, and sneered when he heard the sound of sex coming from the room again. He didn't expect that my second grandma would have a day of losing her composure.

It was night, outside the side door of Rongguo Mansion leading to Jia She's Garden, Ping Er, wearing a dark cloak, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, the woman guarding the door opened the door slightly, looked up at Ping'er, didn't speak, and turned sideways to let Ping'er in.

With her head down, Ping'er followed the woman all the way to Jia She's study, only to find that the light was still on in Jia She's study, she knew it, and walked in.

Jia Amnesty was practicing calligraphy, and when Ping'er came in, he didn't gnaw. After finishing the last stroke, he handed the brush to A Ping who was beside him, and looked up at Ping'er: "Have you figured it out?"

Ping'er knelt on the ground with a 'plop': "Ping'er is determined by the Elder Master alone, and the Elder Master will be Ping'er's master from now on."

Jia She smiled: "Then go back."

"Master." Ping'er raised her head, she was here to show her loyalty, if the elder let her go so easily, then she would have no way to survive.

Jia Amnesty understood Ping'er's expression and did not explain: "You are now Lian'er's aunt, so you should do what an aunt should do."

Ping'er changed the words in his mind, and quickly kowtowed to thank: "Ping'er understands."

"Then go, if there is any good news from Lian'er, remember to bring it to me."

"Ping'er knows."

When Ping'er left, Jia She smiled and looked at the character he had written. The character 'cheng' was well-written and powerful, but it had a bit of character, but the character 'cheng' fell on the paper in a small place. Yes, it is a bit to the right, ruining a good picture.

Jia She said with a smile: "This man, once he is sincere and speechless, he will succeed." Jia She turned his head and told A Ping, "Find someone to frame this picture tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

On the second day, Jia Lian really came to greet Jia Amnesty early in the morning.

Jia Amnesty raised her eyebrows and looked at him, but she didn't answer. Instead, Mrs. Xing looked at Jia Lian with a puzzled expression. You know, it's been a long time since she saw her nominal step-son pay her respects.

After a while, Jia Cong and Jia Yingchun also came.

Jia Amnesty stood up and waved his hands: "Since the whole family is here, let's go say hello to mother."

A group of people went to Rongqing hall in a mighty manner, and the servants were shocked along the way, and it felt like watching the old man and his family go out.

When Jia Amnesty and his party arrived at Rongqing Hall, Mrs. Wang and Jia Zheng had already arrived, and even Wang Xifeng was already in the room.

Jia She bowed his head and saluted: "Mother."

Shi Taijun responded with a smile, and quickly ordered Yuanyang to serve tea for the eldest family, which surprised Mrs. Xing.

Jia Amnesty patted Mrs. Xing's hand reassuringly, sat down and looked at Shi Taijun with a smile.

Shi Taijun looked at Jia Zheng at the side: "Yesterday's incident was due to Zheng'er's recklessness, no, he deliberately asked for illness today and didn't go to the Ministry of Industry, just to accompany you, an older brother, so you don't have to remember." Little man, forgive him this time."

Jia Zheng hurried forward and bowed to Jia She: "Brother, it's my brother's fault."

Jia She smiled and nodded: "We are brothers, so don't worry about it."

"That's right, that's right," Shi Taijun said quickly, "That's good, my wife is getting older, and I hope to see you two brothers loving each other," she said, looking at Jia Cong and Yingchun, and said with a smile: " Hey, I didn't expect Cong'er to grow so big, come here quickly, let the old ancestor take a good look at it."

Jia Cong looked at Jia Amnesty subconsciously.

Jia She nodded: "Go ahead," then looked at Yingchun: "You also go up and let mother take a good look."

Yingchun led Jia Cong to Shi Taijun: "Old ancestor."

Shi Taijun took Yingchun and Jia Cong's hands with a smile, and praised Mrs. Xing for taking care of the children: "Look at how much time it takes, not to mention Cong'er, even Yingchun who came out from me is much more generous. .”

When Mrs. Xing heard Shi Taijun praise her, she felt flattered in her heart, and subconsciously glanced at Mrs. Wang opposite, and felt that she was superior to Mrs. Wang for the first time in her life.

Mrs. Wang twirled the beads in her hand, and looked in the direction of Jia Mu, as if she didn't see Mrs. Xing's eyes.

Jia Amnesty looked at this scene and said with a smile, "It's because my son was too much of an asshole before, which made Mrs. Xing worry so much that he didn't have time to take care of Cong'er and Yingchun."

"Nonsense," Shi Taijun glared at Jia She: "You have a good reputation outside now, and you must never change back to the way it was before. Now the Rongguo Mansion depends on you alone."

Jia She narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Mother thinks highly of her son."

"There's nothing to look down on. You're my son. My son is promising, so the mother is naturally happy. You, it's just that you were such a jerk before, that made me so angry."

Jia Amnesty glanced at Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang, and smiled, "Fortunately, my son knows that he has grown up, and it's not too late."

"Not too late, not too late," Shi Taijun smiled, and looked at Madam Xing: "I see, you manage your yard very well, thinking that you are also the eldest daughter-in-law of Rongguo Mansion, why don't you take care of this stall in Rongguo Mansion?" Let's take things over."

Wang Xifeng's eyes widened, and he looked at Shi Taijun nervously.

Mrs. Xing hurriedly stood up, and smiled with surprise and embarrassment: "Old Ancestor, my daughter-in-law is not as capable as Feng girl, this house has always been managed by Feng girl, it is already very good for my daughter-in-law to manage our yard well. "

"What's the matter?" Shi Taijun waved his hand and stopped Mrs. Xing's words: "Since you have this ability and status, you should take this responsibility. Anyway, this Rongguo Mansion is also the boss, isn't it? .”

Mrs. Xing was speechless, and looked at Jia She with a slight frown.

Jia Amnesty sat drinking tea and noticed that everyone was looking at him, so he quickly said, "Since mother asked you to take care of it, you should take care of it and show your skills."

Mrs. Xing had the bottom line in her heart, and nodded with a smile: "Hey."

Wang Xifeng's face was pulled down, and she winked at Jia Lian vigorously.

Jia Lian shrugged helplessly, there was nothing he could do about it.

Wang Xifeng glared at Jia Lian unhappily.

Jia She raised her eyebrows, looked behind Wang Xifeng, and said with a smile: "It seems that Feng girl has begun to understand the rules and be a virtuous person, and she no longer brings Ping'er to pay her respects to her mother. It seems that she sincerely accepts Ping'er as a sister." .”

Mrs. Xing quickly said knowingly: "Master, our Feng girl is a famous daughter of the Wang family, how could she be so unruly? Look, isn't she taking good care of Lian'er now? Some aunts don't know how to do this." Less, and the master's grandson will not be less in the future."

Wang Xifeng's complexion changed, what does this mean? Do they still expect that bitch Ping'er to give birth to a son?

"But it's true, Ping'er's identity is different now. Although she is an aunt, she is not qualified to meet the ancestor." Mrs. Xing covered her mouth and smiled: "Ancestor, if you think about it this way, the daughter-in-law is really serious. I miss Ping'er a little bit, that girl is usually the most considerate."

Wang Xifeng gritted her teeth with hatred, that dead girl.

Shi Taijun didn't understand Mrs. Xing's meaning, but she also wanted to hold Jia Amnesty at this time, and nodded quickly: "That's right, that's right, she's a real girl." She looked at Wang Xifeng, and ordered, "Feng'er, what do you say about that?" The girl also came out of you, and you take good care of it, it's better than getting it from outside."

Wang Xifeng immediately thought of the ambiguous Second Sister You, and felt that all of this was caused by Jia She, which made her life uncomfortable, but she has always been a smart person. At this time, she just smiled and agreed: "Don't worry, old ancestor, Ping'er is also my girl, I can still treat her badly, and she will be treated as she should be."

Jia She pursed his lips, bowed his head and drank his tea and said nothing.

After the greetings were over, Wang Xifeng commanded Xi'er with a gloomy face: "Go, accompany Ping'er's servant girl, after all, she is also an aunt, and I can't let me lose face in front of my ancestors because of her."

Xi'er nodded in response, planning in her mind to find a maid who Ping'er would not deal with, but Ping'er was too good at life before, and had a good relationship with everyone in the house, so there was no one to choose for a while.

Mrs. Xing returned to the house, and then she looked at Jia Amnesty anxiously: "Master, you are talking about the housekeeper, can I?"

Jia Amnesty sat there, looked at Mrs. Xing's appearance, and smiled: "Why not, you are my wife, the first-class wife of Rongguo Mansion, if you can't, who can."

Mrs. Xing was happy when she heard Jia She's praise, but then she became depressed: "But, that's the Rongguo Mansion, master, you don't know the twists and turns of these servants, and now the ancestors didn't say goodbye. This clearly means that the two of us can take care of it together, and the relationship between the concubine and Feng girl," Mrs. Xing paused, and sighed: "The concubine is worried that the ancestors will be taken care of by the concubine. Making excuses is not good for you."

Jia Amnesty raised his hand to hold Mrs. Xing's hand, with a gentle expression on his face: "Thank you, Qian'er."

"Master." Madam Xing tilted her head and leaned on Jia Amnesty's shoulder.

For a moment, the room was full of warmth.

Jia She curled his lips and said slowly: "You just do it, don't need to say anything else, if there is anything wrong, write it down and tell me, since mother asked you to take care of the house, you can use your abilities, don't worry , Everything is up to you." Besides, judging from today's situation, Shi Taijun will not take you right now.

If Jia She went to pay his respects today and Shi Taijun got angry at him, it would be fine, but looking at the actions of Shi Taijun and Jia Zheng today, and seeing Mrs. Wang sitting there without saying a word, Jia She felt hesitant. Since they want to destroy my good reputation again by flattery, I will use them to give me a good reputation when they are working hard to give me another shot.

In the next few days, Mrs. Xing and Wang Xifeng were housekeepers together. If a woman came to report something, they would listen to it together. Only then did Wang Xifeng feel better about being divided up as a housekeeper.

Mrs. Xing also said to Jia She with a sneer: "That Feng girl seems to be a shrewd person. I didn't expect that after so many years, she didn't even touch the keys and account books of the warehouse. Isn't she the maid in charge of the mansion?"

Jia Zheng also came to see Jia She from time to time, and even invited Jia She to his party.

Jia Zheng's gatherings were nothing more than a discussion of poetry and diction for those disciples. Jia She was not good at this. Whenever someone asked him to compose a poem and couldn't do it, Jia Zheng would smile and smooth things over, saying that Jia She was after all. I'm not good at this, but I have a heart to learn.

At this time, Jia She smiled and looked at Jia Zheng and the guests and explained that even though Shi Taijun came up with a trick to deal with her, her beloved young son still couldn't help embarrassing herself. Sure enough, this Jia Zheng was unbearable Useful.

And Jia Lian, in the daily salute to Jia Amnesty, frowns and does not know how to speak to Jia Amnesty, asking Jia Amnesty to help him ask for what his mother left for him.

In the peaceful days of Jia She's Rongguo Mansion and the library every day, the New Year finally arrived.