Old Lady Jia through the Red Mansions

Baoyu also wanted to play with his older brothers and sisters, but sometimes the older sister wouldn't let him go.

And he, apart from crawling, can't walk.The helpless Baoyu could only feel aggrieved and watched the little brothers and sisters who were having fun not far away.She looked as pitiful as she wanted, with red eyes and tears rolling in them.

He didn't know why the big sister didn't let him play there all of a sudden?

In fact, it's not just Baoyu who doesn't know, the old lady also doesn't know why Yuanchun sometimes stubbornly doesn't let Baoyu play with Conger and Meier.

Isn't it normal for kids to play together?But sometimes Yuanchun insisted abnormally, and would not let Baoyu play with Jia Cong and the others!

Occasionally the old lady interfered, and Baoyu could play with his older brothers and sisters, but Yuanchun watched sullenly, letting the sensitive Baoyu play and look up at his sister.

Although Jia Cong is often silly and happy, maybe it's the breath of Yuan Chun that makes him feel strange, he will look up at him in a daze, and then continue to play with his younger brother and younger sister!

Only Jia Mei, the busiest!For a while, "brother let go", and for a while, "brother comes".In short, the mouth is busy, and the hands and feet are also busy building.If I can't do it myself, I need my brother to help; my brother can't sit still, so I need to help together.

The days passed day by day, and soon it was the day when Baoyu was one year old!

Early in the morning, Baoyu was caught by Yuan Chun from under the quilt, and put on red and festive clothes.

With a small pink face, those black and vivid eyes are very confused at this moment, and the small mouth like a cherry grain is closed, just like a beautiful child like a little fairy.It is today's little birthday star Baoyu kid.

The reason why Yuan Chun came to see his brother so early was because he wanted to take him to see their mother first.

Yesterday, when she went to see her mother, she saw that her mother had made shoes for Baoyu. She hoped that Baoyu would wear the shoes made by her own hands on Baoyu's birthday today.Only then did Baoyu wake up early and put on the shoes made by his mother with his own hands.

Maybe she also wore clothes made by her mother when she was a child?It's just that after growing up, or having memories, I haven't seen my mother make those clothes for her and her brother!

Baoyu is her younger brother, but her father doesn't like him.Even looking at Baoyu's eyes is not happy.Even my brother, when he saw Baoyu, his eyes were strange.

She knew that although her father was not very enthusiastic about the brothers and sisters at ordinary times, and was always indifferent, he still took them to heart.

But for Baoyu, that is alienation!Sometimes that look is even disgusting.Since Baoyu was born, let alone hugging, she has never been close to her!

Although she didn't know the reason or how Baoyu got here, she felt that Baoyu was just a child, and no matter how wrong it was, it was not Baoyu's fault!Why can't a father forgive a child?

Although grandma had opinions about her mother and didn't want to see her, she didn't treat Baoyu the same as her brother and sister.Grandmother didn't dislike Baoyu because of her mother.

Yuan Chun thought as he hugged Baoyu who was dressed like a doll.

Baoyu was half awake, staring at some confused eyes, and called Yuanchun strangely:

"elder sister?"

Yuan Chun heard his younger brother calling his sister so clearly.I thought, Buwang taught him to call people every day, and everyone else couldn't call very clearly, but my sister could pronounce the words clearly.happily said:

"Is Baoyu awake? Look at the beautiful shoes your mother made on your feet, right?"

Baoyu looked down at the shoes on his feet, as if he hadn't seen them before?Embroidered a beautiful pattern, immediately grinned and said:

"Shoes, pretty."

After finishing speaking, the saliva also fell down, the teething child, I can't control it!Yuan Chun patiently took out a handkerchief for him to wipe off the drool.

Finally came to Wang's courtyard.

Just after entering the door, I saw that Mrs. Wang was already standing in front of the door waiting for their siblings!

When Yuan Chun saw him, he saluted his mother in a leisurely manner.Then let the mother-in-law holding Baoyu put Baoyu down, and let Baoyu, who is still unsteady, salute by herself.

Baoyu stood staggeringly, thinking it was fun for her sister to salute, so she also swayed to salute.Muttering something vaguely in his mouth,

"...An'an!"

When Wang heard Baoyu calling her with a smile, and saw how cute her son was raised, her heart softened!He squatted down and picked up his little son, kissed him, and cried out "heart and liver"!

Normally, Baoyu didn't have many opportunities to see Mrs. Wang. When she saw Baoyu, Yuanchun asked the old lady, and then brought Baoyu to her.It is impossible for the old lady to bring Baoyu to show Wang.Therefore, Yuanchun brought Baoyu over to see his mother when he had time.

However, Baoyu could not speak at that time.

Now hearing her son call her mother vaguely, Wang was very happy.He walked in with his son in his arms, sat down, and said to Baoyu:

"Mother's heart and soul, come on, call me mother again."

All children are forgetful. They didn't see their mother after such a long time, so they just subconsciously called after their elder sister.Now nestled in Wang's arms, he felt that this embrace was both familiar and strange.At this moment, this warm person let himself call her "mother", and he wanted to call her very much.

It's just that all the sounds he made were "Mum..."

Wang Shi, who had embraced her son, was very happy.But seeing his own son now, he couldn't even pronounce the word "mother" for a long time!On the contrary, no matter how you listen to it, it sounds like you are calling "grandmother".

After listening to it a few times, Mrs. Wang's previous joy disappeared immediately!

A wave of hatred quickly rose in her heart, and she felt that the reason why her son could not be called "mother" after his full age was because Mrs. Jia, that old godly woman, did not let her raise her son by herself.If she could raise her son by herself, the son would have learned to call mother a long time ago!

Because of the hatred in my heart, it was still a loving face before, but it slowly distorted...

Baoyu is still in this embrace that makes him feel warm, trying to call the word "mother".Suddenly, he realized that the hands around his belly were tightly hugged, and he twisted his body uncomfortably.However, those hands did not relax because of his twisting, and then looked up at the face of the owner of these hands.Frightened by Wang's distorted face, she screamed "Ahh...".

He wanted to break free from Wang's hand, and struggled with his short hands and feet in Wang's arms.It's just that my strength is very weak, and I can't get rid of Wang at all. Not to mention, I feel even more uncomfortable!For a while, Baoyu felt very wronged, and wanted to know why no one came to help her?

Tears filled my eyes in an instant, and I burst into tears when I said "wow!"

Yuanchun, who had just said a few words to Baoqin, suddenly heard Baoyu cry.It was the first time she heard Baoyu cry so miserably!Looking back, I saw my mother's ferocious face, and the hands that were holding Baoyu, tightened as if consciously!

Baoyu probably suffered from being strangled by his mother, but what was her mother thinking?I didn't realize that Baoyu was uncomfortable at all!

Yuan Chun hurried over and called out to Mrs. Wang softly:

"Mother, mother...?"

Yuan Chun yelled for a long time before Wang recovered from cursing Mrs. Jia. Seeing Yuan Chun standing in front of her, her heart was still a little blocked, and she asked in a not so gentle tone:

"Yuan girl, what's the matter?"

Seeing his mother's transformation, Yuan Chun was still a little hesitant to turn the corner.Seeing that Baoyu was still crying sadly, she was even more afraid that if she accidentally touched a nerve of her mother, it would be a catastrophe!So, na na, asked with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes:

"Is mother tired? Let your daughter hold Baoyu?"

It was very hard for Wang to hold her son, how could she let go?The hand around Baoyu tightened a little more.Only a little dissatisfied said:

"No, mother is not tired."

After Wang finished speaking, she stood up holding Baoyu and coaxed:

"Be good and don't cry..."

She said to keep Baoyu from crying, but she didn't know why Baoyu was crying at all!

It was the first time Baoyu had suffered such a big grievance, the more Wang coaxed him to cry louder!Still yelling:

"Sister, I want my sister!"

Seeing that her son was not close to her, Wang's anger turned into embarrassment for a moment, and she gave Yuan Chun a hard look.She felt that Yuan Chun must have failed to bring Baoyu well, otherwise how could Baoyu dislike her biological mother?Thinking about it this way, she hated Mrs. Jia even more!I kept cursing in my heart:

"It's all that nasty old godly woman who separated herself from her child, causing her son not to kiss her..."

After coaxing for a long time, seeing that Baoyu was still crying, her patience was slowly worn away!When he couldn't help it, he forced Baoyu to Yuanchun.

Yuanchun, which has not yet bloomed, would have fallen down together with Baoyu if it hadn't been for holding the piano to support and protect it!

Yuan Chun shook his hands, held Baoyu steady, and then coaxed:

"Baoyu don't cry, my sister hugs, Baoyu is obedient..."

After a while, Baoyu stopped, sobbing in her sister's familiar arms.

Baoqin at the side saw that the time was almost up, so he reminded Yuan Chun in his ear.

Yuan Chun also knew that it was time for them to leave, otherwise it would be bad if they were late.Saying goodbye to the still angry Wang Shi:

"Mother, my daughter is going to take her younger brother back, otherwise grandma will find her, catch Zhou Li..."

Wang didn't want them to leave, and knew in her heart that it was impossible for her to keep her children behind.Normally, maybe it's okay.Today is my son's first birthday, and my son will catch up later.

Thinking of her not being able to participate in her son's Zhou Catch Ceremony, the hatred in her heart rose again...

Yuan Chun didn't wait for his mother's answer, and saw that his mother didn't respond for a long time.She knew that her mother had fallen into some kind of emotion again and couldn't extricate herself.

Holding Baoyu in his arms, he bowed to her and left...

When Wang came back to her senses, she found that her eldest daughter had left with her younger son!He secretly cursed Yuan Chun as an "unfamiliar white-eyed wolf", and let it go.

Yuan Chun took Baoyu back to his grandmother's yard.

The old lady happened to be sitting in the living room, and when she saw Baoyu's red and swollen eyes, she couldn't help but glance at Yuanchun.Baoyu has been raised in the old lady's yard for a year, and they all know that Baoyu doesn't like to cry.At most, when I feel wronged, there are tears.

The old lady asked the woman to hold Baoyu to herself, took Baoyu, and said in her mouth:

"Grandma's little grandson, today is your first birthday. There will be many, many small gifts?"

Baoyu was still young, so she didn't know what a gift was!However, the embrace of the old lady made him feel very safe!Plus, he spends almost every day with the old lady.Those maids and wives who took him, in order to please the old lady, would teach him to say the word "grandmother" every day.

Now that the grandmother was holding him again, the silly Baoyu hugged the old lady's face and kissed him several times, still crying out clearly:

"Grandmother! Grandmother!"

There is a soft child in her arms who calls her grandmother, and the old lady kisses him back twice. Her old man is so happy: her heart softens into a puddle of water.

I was still thinking: Look, this Jia Baoyu is much more likable than the one on TV!

The author has something to say:

The author is too scumbag, it took so long to update, I am really sorry girls!

Don't hit that brick on your face. . . . .