Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

Jia Amnesty felt suffocated, with a sense of tension that he couldn't breathe.This kind of tension is not like in front of Jia Jing.It was a coincidence for him that time, and he also knew that Brother Jing was a little suspicious, and he directly called "Jia pardon" several times, and even released murderous aura towards him, but he was lucky after all, when he met Jia Jing and rescued the emperor's grandson, he was mentally entangled When the head of the family was burdened, he took advantage of the aura of his father and grandfather to take the lead, and used Jia Shi's request for Rongxi Hall to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. It's been covered up.

Now, Mu Shi is not like his elder brother.Although Brother Jing is a good brother, there is still a wall of thinking between them between the scumbag and the bully.And the three-year-old generation ditch, he and Jia Jing have crossed at least three ditch.

But there is no generation gap between school dregs of the same age!

Of course, what's more important is that he feels warm in his heart. After reading so many time-travel and rebirth novels in modern times, few relatives and friends of the original owner noticed the difference.

Touched, wanted to cry.

"Old Mu, you are so kind. If I were a woman, I would definitely marry you." Jia Amnesty said sincerely, holding Mu Shi's hand.

"Can't afford to marry." Mu Shi pulled out his hand without hesitation, and rolled his eyes, "Who is disgusting!"

Facing such a ruthless blow, Jia Amnesty turned over the old score sadly: "When I was young, I played house, and you are still my bride."

"That's because you are shameless. If you don't like it, you will sue and cry in my father's and grandfather's arms. I still feel angry when I think about it." Mu Shi rolled his eyes again, and patted the manuscript, "Don't try to tear it apart. Topic, talk! What's going on?"

Jia She stopped talking and looked at Mu Shi quietly.Although I haven't seen him for many years, after all, Mu Shi left earlier than him in his previous life, but at this moment, Mu Shi is handsomer and cooler than his memory, with sharp eyes and a seven-point chivalry.

Similarly, Mu Shi looked at Jia She silently.Just a year ago, when Jia pardoned his wife, he met people a few times.At that time, Jia She had a depressive look on his body. No matter how he persuaded him, people seemed to be immersed in their own sadness, to be precise, they were in a turtle shell, and they refused to stick their heads out. They were completely explaining something. It's called a shrinking turtle.Where is it like now, alive and kicking again, like the heavens and the earth, no different from before, even the eyes are quite resolute, and the temperament has suddenly improved a bit, it is not an embroidered pillow, it is an exquisite Ru kiln vase up.

Seeing that the two seemed to be at war, Jia Zhen quit, "Uncle Mu, what nonsense are you talking about? How could my uncle be fake?"

Fearing that people would not believe it, Jia Zhen gave plausible examples, "He even cheated on me before! He let me expose "Jin, Ping, Mei" in front of my father, and I was beaten up hard."

Hearing this, Mu Shi turned his gaze, looked at Jia Zhen with a smile, and asked amiably, "You discovered it yourself?"

"No, what my dad said when he was training me is that if I don't have a brain, I will have courage."

Hearing this, Mu Shi looked at Jia She, and his tone became a little colder, "Do you need me to say more?" Jia Jing must have found something wrong.

In his mind, Jia Amnesty wished he could kick his eldest nephew a few times to make him a good teammate.But compared to Jia Zhen, who was rebellious and depraved because of her green hat and her parents went to the Taoist temple, she is still so stupid.

After settling his mind, Jia She nodded solemnly, "Yes! What's the reason? Old Mu, you have to tell me, why do you say I'm a lonely ghost? Whoever advocates will prove it!"

Seeing Jia She's look like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, Mu Shi couldn't help laughing, feeling that the person in front of him and the scumbag in his impression gradually merged into one again.Thinking of this, Mu Shi frowned, handed the manuscript to Jia She, and said coldly: "Don't say anything else, just read the last second paragraph to me."

Jia Amnesty didn't know why, so he turned it up and read.

He is very good at Calvin Card, and in future generations, readers will be able to send blades in minutes.

"As expected, Zhu Jiao heard the magistrate Wang knock on the gavel in the hall, sneered in his heart, and then took out the "Criminal Law" hidden in his arms with a blank face, and held it up high. The thick book Under the shining of the sun, the law brings out a sacred and solemn halo."

After a pause, Jia Amnesty straightened his chest, and continued to read in a cadence: "Zhu Jiao looked around at the expressions of the people watching, then looked straight at the county magistrate, and said loudly: "According to the Criminal Law of our court Article 9 of Chapter [-] stipulates that coercion by violence, threat or other means..."

Jia Zhen didn't know why, so she glanced at Mu Shi from the corner of her eye, and said coolly, "Uncle Mu, what's the problem? Zhu Jiao is so powerful, he uses legal weapons to defend his rights."

Mu Shi didn't regain his senses when he looked at him. He looked at Jia She with a puzzled face, gasped, and didn't bother to look at Jia She. I was bullied by the Ninth Prince Consort, what was the first thing you thought of? Seeing your uncle coming, shouting uncle, seeing your father and the second prince together, just thinking of them to support you. You have thought about the law in your mind word?"

Jia Amnesty's heart trembled.

Jia Zhen was wronged: "I have already reflected on the need to study hard."

"Law?" Mu Shi repeated softly as if he hadn't heard of it, and then said solemnly: "The emperor is the law, and power is the law. If it were you, Uncle Shu, you would call my grandfather Rong Guogong, My father, general, my uncle, general, and my grandfather Houye, even if they write scripts, they can’t write such words.”

"Because I don't have this awareness at all." Jia She suddenly realized, facing Mu Shi's murderous eyes again, he hummed: "Then don't you allow me to correct my mistake after knowing it. Three years, I have experienced Nothing."

"Then let me ask you again, when did you come up with the idea of ​​donating money?" I never expected to be exposed, this grimace is so thick-skinned, this shameless spirit is quite like Jia She.

Mu Shi's tone was filled with anger, and he asked forcefully, "How many people have you told? Marquis Jia En is just an impatient person who can't hold back what's on his mind. It's impossible to see clearly what Aunt Jia's eccentricity is, and don't cry Seven or eight pieces of letter paper, but you acted like a normal person, urging me to investigate the Wang family, and you wanted to write a storybook."

"When you see Shen Shen, instead of beating him up, you'll be furious with Zhen'er."

"Second Uncle Jia left suddenly, and he didn't have any staff left behind. Unlike me, my father was prepared. Uncle Jia and his uncles also treated me sincerely, and saved me from taking many wrong paths. And even if Brother Jing is here, there are some things, such as knowing the procedures for registering for the Tongsheng Examination, it is completely impossible. When Brother Jing goes to take the exam, I am afraid that other people will help him directly handle these guarantees."

Mu Shi concluded: "These are not normal."

"Then it's normal?" Jia She felt more and more that his friends were not in vain.Ignoring Mu Shi's burning eyes, he stared at him with trusting expression, and asked, "Then why are you bluntly saying that you are not afraid that I, a ghost, will kill Jia Amnesty? Old Mu, you still believe that I am Jia Amnesty."

"Tell me quickly, and I'll share with you the big secret of my transformation."

Seeing Jia Amnesty's confident appearance, Mu Shi narrowed his eyes, and said the psychological evidence again: "You really look like Jia Amnesty, and the proof is still in your words." He said bluntly. , I also feel that a ghost who is planning to seize the house cannot be so stupid.

Jia Zhen was amazed: "Impossible?"

Jia Amnesty was also surprised, "Is it because there are mines in the family, a sweetheart, getting rich and going to a well-off life?"

"No." Mu Shi shook his head frankly: "These words are quite interesting, but these descriptions of the countryside, as well as Zhujiao's home furnishings, are like the empress of the East Palace making big pancakes, and they don't eat minced meat. It's quite good. The nature of forgiveness."

"How is it possible?!" Jia Amnesty didn't believe it, he had not only been to the countryside, but also lived there.In modern times, when Yaoeryuan entered the kindergarten, the Antique Class (equivalent to a preschool class for human children) had parent-child activities, which was to bring them a series of inhuman antiques to experience the changes of the times and increase their relationship with the contract boss.

Moreover, he also watched Miss Li Ziran's video, and also watched "Longing for Life", but he didn't like the old bacon uncle in it, so he didn't watch it much.But he watched a series of Miss Sister's videos.The place where people live is a rural area, and it is still super remote, not a new socialist countryside!

"It's possible." Mu Shi was sonorous and forceful, and his words were correct: "Melons, fruits and vegetables are bought by the plant, a rural stove has more than a dozen kinds of condiments, a dog eats pork ribs every day, a cat eats small dried fish, Zhu Digging wild vegetables and eating green japonica rice. Except you, Jia She, who can write it, who dares to write like this? This kind of poor scholar?"

"Their family is a rich farmer with land." Jia Zhen said, "It's just that compared to us princes and grandchildren, they are poor."

"Jane, you don't understand the pain of not having money." Mu Shi sighed: "Ordinary princes and grandchildren, the maximum monthly money is five taels. Unlike you, there is no limit."

In the circle of noble children, Jia Zhen has always been at the top of the list of those who want to be beaten with a sack.

"It would be nice to have a few fewer babies, and five taels can become a hundred taels." Jia Zhen shared with others the secret of her own money: "My father wants to have children, so I will make trouble with him."

Mu Shi smiled without saying a word, just looked at Jia She, and said in a calm manner: "How do you say that, I will just quietly listen to your weaving. See if you can weave a flower basket."

Jia Amnesty rubbed his forehead, well, it turned out that not only the traversers could recognize it at a glance, but also the natives could easily distinguish it.As for Jia Zhen, let’s not mention it, this child has been to Zhuangzi the farthest, but she is still in the suburbs of Zhuangzi, and she is really the only seedling in a greenhouse.Not to mention living in the countryside, they don't even understand the life of a multi-children family in the city.

"Old Mu, I'm really Jia She, but I had a dream." Jia She slowly recounted the reason he had told Jia Jing before, "The successive blows made me look so slumped that I would rather be a shrink. Turtle head. But after all, I am a person, and I also have temperament. Standing in Rongxi Hall, I feel like a butterfly in Zhuang Zhou's dream. I have come to a wonderful paradise. There are many, many entertainment games, and I can watch TV. This TV is like a drama It’s like a table, all operas have been filmed inside, and you can order them with just one touch of the remote control, there is…”

Jia Zhen held her chin, with longing in her eyes, and asked: "Uncle, is drag racing so exciting?"

"It's exciting, but the most exciting is the big swing and the roller coaster. I like to play it the most!" Jia She said excitedly: "It can turn the psychological distress into a scream."

"Then, did your dream tell you how these playgrounds were built?" Mu Shi interrupted the two uncles and nephews who were exchanging their experience of playing, and asked with a dignified expression.

Jia She's smile stopped abruptly, his whole body drooped, and he said, "No. If there is, I won't donate money and build a playground myself."

Mu Shi was silent for a moment, and said solemnly: "I barely accept your explanation. After all, you can't think of such a complete and magical type of entertainment."

"But don't talk nonsense in the future. Zhen'er, you are the same." Mu Shi looked at Jia Zhen who was eager to try, and warned with a solemn expression.

Jia Zhen nodded, but she still had some thoughts on her mind. Lala Jia pardoned her sleeves: "Uncle, think again, let's build one. There are only a few things we can play with. They are all crooked. Bumper cars are also good."

"I'll think about it again, don't bother me now." Jia She said, "I want to hug you, Uncle Mu. I'm moved and want to cry."

Mu Shi: "..."

Mu Shi stared at Jia She steadfastly for a long time, then sighed, resigned himself to being hugged by someone, raised his hand to rub Jia She's head, and said earnestly, "Be smarter in the future. Remember to be cautious. I might turn around and sell you, you know? You will have to bury this dream for the rest of your life."

"That's so frustrating. Besides, you are my brother Mu. We grew up wearing a pair of pants, and we have a good relationship." In his previous life, he was depressed, and Lao Mu took care of him a lot.

While talking, Jia She turned his face away, blinked his eyes, pressed back the tears of his memories of the past, buried his head in Mu Shi's arms and rubbed vigorously, and said happily, "I'm hungry, let's go upstairs to eat together, Then discuss about the script."

Mu Shi nodded, then raised his hand to pinch the back of Jia She's neck, pulled the man's head away from his embrace, and said with disgust, "I got it all at once. How old are you?"

"It hurts, old Mu, why are you so ruthless?"

"That's right, my uncle is so sad."

"I'm still a criminal for co-authoring?"

"........."

The three talked, laughed and went upstairs to have dinner. After they left, a black shadow floated away.