Jia Hu, a fan of wealth in the Red Chamber

It was the Double Ninth Festival again, Jia Hu suddenly felt homesick, so he decided to return to Beijing as soon as possible.

Early this morning, Wei Jiang came again, and when Jia Hu saw him, his face was a little dazed, "Didn't you go back to Beijing with Fourth Master?"

"He's going back first. I'm going to go to the shipyard you mentioned first, so I won't go with you. Take care of yourself on the way."

Jia Hu blinked. These days, he was used to having someone dangling in front of his eyes from time to time. He suddenly said that he was going to leave, but he couldn't react for a while, "Are you not going back to Beijing?"

"Go back! It's just that it will be a few days later. I have already written to my parents. You can rest assured that you can go back by the end of the year at the latest."

Only then did Jia Hu feel relieved, this man had lived in Jia's mansion for such a long time, and now he was let go, if something good or bad happened on the way, Jia Hu would have to drink a pot along with him.

At the canal pier in Jinling, Jia Hu and Wei Jiang appeared here together. Wei Jiang also set off today, but he took the sea route. Seeing that it was still early, he forced Jia Hu to the side of the canal.

Looking quietly at the autumn scenery on both sides of the canal in the golden autumn season, I have finished what I should say these days, and the two of them just enjoy the peace of this moment.

"It's getting late, I should go, you should start early, the sea is changing, it's better to start early."

After the two exchanged a treasure, Jia Hu boarded the boat, until the big boat Jia Hu was on could no longer be seen, then he took the accompanying people and galloped towards the port.

The big boat that Jia Hu was on was brought by Shang Qing, and it was the first big boat built by their shipyard since it was built. Compared with sea boats, it was much smaller and suitable for driving on the canal.

It was also Jia Hu’s luck. On the way to Jinling, he rescued a family fleeing from famine. Unexpectedly, this family was a carpenter, and the weathered carpenter also said that their ancestor was the Gongshu family. Many of them have been lost, but their craftsmanship is more exquisite than that of ordinary carpenters.

At that time, Jia Hu was so happy, he immediately drew many blueprints of common items in later generations, and seduced this middle-aged man named Ban Da to his own shipyard.

At this time, Jia Hu was lying on the double-layer canopy bed made by the class teacher with his quilt in his arms, and was sleeping soundly in the big boat produced by his own shipyard.

Although she was homesick, Jia Hu was not in a hurry, and there was not much to do when she returned to Beijing at this time.He just watched the mountains and water all the way, and when the boat arrived at the pier outside the capital, it was almost October.

This year's winter came early, as the old saying goes, "October Xiaoyangchun", but this year it has not been able to see it.The first snow fell before Jia Hu arrived in Beijing.Looking at the vast land in the distance, Jia Hu was a little worried.

When Jia Hu's boat arrived at the canal pier in the suburbs of Beijing, Jia's carriage had already been waiting for a long time.

The person who came to pick him up was Jixiang, the long follower of Jia Daishan, Duke of Xianrong.

"Uncle Jixiang, I haven't seen you for many years, you are still so tough." Jia Hu respected this old man very much.

"Thanks to the uncle." Jixiang smiled, "It's cold today, please get in the carriage quickly, there are charcoal plates and Tang Pozi in it, just in time to keep warm."

"You have to worry too much." With Jia Hu's small body, the weather would not feel very cold, but he would not follow the kindness of auspiciousness, walk to the carriage, and jump lightly without anyone's help. , easily jumped onto the shaft.

A gleam flashed in Ji Xiang's eyes, it seems that Uncle Hu's kung fu has improved over the years.

Sitting in the carriage and walking home, Jia Hu's heart was surprisingly peaceful.Looking at the streets of the capital city that he hadn't seen for many years, Jia Hu's thoughts drifted away. It has been 13 years since he came to this world of red buildings, and the original life plan is also proceeding step by step, and some things are time to be put on the agenda.

As soon as the carriage entered Ningrong Street, the sound of firecrackers rang out immediately. Jia Hu felt his heart beating faster, and he was timid to be close to his hometown.

After wiping his face, Jia Hu tried his best to calm himself down, looking out of the carriage window, the archway on Ning Rong Street was still standing there.It's true: it's been a long time since I left my hometown, and the personnel affairs have been half-worn recently.Only the mirror lake water in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves.

After walking for a while, the carriage arrived in front of the gate of General Rongchang's mansion, and saw the gate of the mansion was wide open, the butler Lin Zhixiao was wearing new clothes, and behind him the servants, followers and stewards of the mansion were also wearing new clothes, They happily lined up at the gate to welcome the two masters, big and small, in the mansion.

"Here we come." The carriage appeared in sight, and Lin Zhixiao stepped forward excitedly. As soon as Jia Hu showed his head, the chief executive of the mansion was very excited, with tears in his eyes, he rushed forward and bowed his head, " Congratulations uncle, congratulations uncle!"

The male servants behind him also followed suit, pouring out all kinds of nice words like they don't want money.

Jia She, who was waiting for the news in the front yard, couldn't sit still for a moment, and rushed out in a few steps. Seeing his eldest son who was becoming more and more handsome, his old face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile.

"Okay, okay, it's good to be back, it's good to be back. Today, the master is very happy, and the whole house rewards half a year's money!"

The crowd cheered.

Jia Hu, who had just got off the carriage, just heard this sentence, and his knees softened immediately, and he almost knelt down to his father. If it wasn't for Qingfeng's quick eyesight and quick hands to support him in time, he would definitely fall into the mud.With an old dandy's father around, Jia Xiaohu could only hold her heart in pain, as if she could see those silver fluttering her little wings and flying away.

Looking at the silly father who was delighted to hear this, Jia Hu covered his face, and hurriedly dragged Jia She back to the backyard to meet his mother. He was worried that if he stayed any longer, his silly father would really become a money-losing boy.It's fine to pay the monthly money for a few more months. What if the brain suddenly twitches and someone has a share?

"My son, you're back, you want to die as a mother." As soon as Jia Hu entered the backyard, his mother hugged her into her arms and rubbed them vigorously. After a while, tears fell Drops dripped on his little face.The maid and mother-in-law next to her also cried along with her.

Jia Hu looked at the sky speechlessly, he had been away for so many years, it was indeed a bit too much, and he felt a little sour in his heart, "Mother, my son misses you so much." Patting Gu on the shoulder, Jia Hu bowed his head. comfort her.

The mother and son cried for a while, and Gu's nanny Yu Momo wiped away her tears, took a step forward, and persuaded, "Ma'am, don't cry too much, the uncle just came back, he was exhausted from the journey, he should be washed well." Go to Fengchen? Besides, the uncle has been alone in Jinling for so many years, and the food and clothing must not be as good as those in our house. The old slave has already stewed a hen in the small kitchen, and the heat should be enough. Come up and make up for the uncle."

Only then did Mrs. Gu stop her tears, and followed Mammy Yu's words and took Jia Hu's hand and walked towards the yard, "No, look at me, when I saw Hu'er, I was so happy, why did I start crying instead?" , Brother Hu should be happy when he comes back. Hurry up and take your uncle to wash and freshen up."

Cuilan and Qing He immediately responded and took Jia Hu back to the house.

When he returned to the house again, he saw Jia Amnesty sitting there with eight-year-old Jia Lian in his arms.I haven't seen her for a few years, but Jia Lian has already grown up, and she is no longer the limp, white and fat bun she used to be.White and tender, childish.That appearance is about [-]% similar to Jia Hu's, especially the pair of peach blossom eyes, very attractive, I don't know how many girls will be fascinated in the future.

Seeing Jia Hu coming in, Jia Lian's little bun jumped off Jia She's lap, and saluted Jia Hu respectfully, "Brother."

Jia Hu was very satisfied with his performance, and despite his teachings over the years, he was finally not misled by the Erfang people.Sure enough, it was the right choice to separate from the second bedroom as soon as possible.

He took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Jia Lian, "Brother prepared some gifts for you, and Qingfeng sent them to your yard. I brought this for you specially, take it and play with it."

Jia Lian was pleasantly surprised. When Jia Hu left, Jia Lian was only two years old, less than three years old. He knew a thing or two about his brother's memory from the monthly letters.

Moreover, Jia Hu has always been like a legendary figure in the entire Jia clan, those elders would often compare him with their own juniors, and now it is even more serious, who makes someone become a master at such a young age What?A ten-year-old Juren, not to mention that there is no one before, and there will be no one to come after, this is the first one for him since the establishment of the country alone.

In his mind, brother should be a strict person, but when he saw him today, he realized that he was wrong, brother is a good brother!

"Thank you bro."

"Father, mother." Jia Hu walked up to Jia She and Gu's, and saluted respectfully.

"Get up quickly, let mother take a good look at you. Look at this child, he has lost weight, and those maids who follow you are not doing their best!" Mrs. Gu carefully looked at her neat and clean son, her tone a little unfriendly.

She hadn't noticed Jia Hu's dusty appearance just now, but when she looked carefully now, she realized that her precious son was much thinner.

Jia Hu had no choice but to say, "Mother, my son has grown taller, and he has a sprain, and he has naturally lost some weight. If you don't believe me, look at me, the flesh on my body is firm. Sister Cuilan and Sister Qinghe are you and the old lady. My wife chose it for me carefully, where is there any lack of dedication?"

Gu took a closer look, and finally felt more satisfied, "You're too thin too. Today I asked someone to cook your favorite dishes. You can eat more later."

"Of course, my son eats a lot in one meal now, so don't be intimidated when the time comes." Jia Hu was not at all guilty when he said that he was a half-baby and a poor father.

"Hey, it's a blessing to be able to eat. Our brother Hu eats a lot, and it's too late for my mother to be happy. How can I be scared." Jia Hu's words were very useful to Gu, and he happily ordered people to serve the food quickly.

The maid put the meals on the table one by one, and Mrs. Gu immediately called the three fathers, sons and brothers to come and eat quickly.