The Wang family of the Red Chamber has a wife

Seeing his wife who was always smiling in front of him lost her composure, Jia Amnesty was also a little stunned, but he has experienced many things over the years, and his psychological quality is still strong.Holding his wife's plump waist and sitting down, he looked at Zhang's red eyes and unstoppable tears, and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe her tears.

"Master——" Mrs. Zhang looked at the handkerchief in his hand, shook her head, and was rarely ashamed: "I've lost my manners!"

Looking at his wife's little daughter whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Jia Amnesty felt a little surprised and nostalgic. Thinking about what he had just thought about along the way, he held her hand: "What do you say that is not out of form? We are Husband and wife, what can't be honest with each other? What does our family look like—" He smiled bitterly, and continued: "Can I not know?"

After hearing his words, Mrs. Zhang almost shed tears again.She and Jia She have been married for two years. Although they can't talk about harmony, the husband and wife respect each other as guests, but these heart-to-heart words have never been said.

"Don't worry too much, Mr. Yayan, this girl has always been upright, and she will inevitably be a little rushed when she speaks, and lose her sense of proportion!" Mrs. Zhang smiled at Jia Amnesty, "It's just that the embarrassment is a little bit severe, and it's not right. Nothing else matters!"

"You don't need to say any more—" Jia She sighed, his eyes fell on his wife's slightly protruding belly, and he carefully attached his palm to it.Feeling the temperature coming from through the layers of clothes, he was a little lost. After a long time, he murmured: "I have never understood why my mother treats my second brother very close, but every time she sees me, she always treats me coldly." Faint; at that time, I went back and asked my grandmother, and my grandmother hugged me, wiped her tears, and said - it's okay, Xi'er is my grandmother's heart, she doesn't love my grandmother!"

Mrs. Zhang lowered her head, seeing his ignorant and childlike expression when recalling the past, she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Jia She grinned and said, "So I didn't think anything was wrong at that time, but later, grandma left—" He seemed about to cry, "Then, I became an embarrassing person in Rongguo Mansion." When I was studying normally, no matter how hard I worked, my mother would only praise my second brother; every day my mother would ask people to ask my second brother about his daily life, but for me, it’s fine if I see a few words of understanding on weekdays ;A few years after my grandmother passed away, my father would still remember to ask about my studies and how well the servants took care of me, but later on, my father gradually stopped caring about me..."

Listening to his narration, Mrs. Zhang finally couldn't help but hugged him, and burst into tears: "Sir, stop talking, stop talking! And me, I love you so much!"

"Obviously I was thinking of comforting you, but why, why did it make you cry?" Jia Amnesty couldn't help laughing at himself as he looked at his wife who was sobbing and laying her head on his shoulder. Patting him on the shoulder, he suddenly felt a little cold on his face.He stretched out his hand to wipe it, looked at the water on his palm, pursed his lips, and suddenly felt a little tired. So, did his resentment go so deep?

Mrs. Zhang was sobbing and couldn't help herself, Jia She casually wiped the tears off her face with her sleeve, seeing her eyes were red and watery, but she was still muttering something intermittently.Hearing her words clearly, Jia Amnesty instantly felt his heart soften.

After finally being comforted by Jia Amnesty, she stopped crying, Mrs. Zhang regained her composure, realized what she had just done, and blushed all of a sudden.

"Don't worry so much, mother—if she makes things difficult for you, just tell me!" Jia She looked at his wife's shyness lovingly, and gently held her in his arms: "This is our The eldest son, the eldest grandson of the Rongguo Mansion, his father will never follow his mother's temperament!" Since she got married two years ago, she can only see her like this in the first three months of her marriage. After taking care of the house, he has to maintain the majesty of being a family member every day, but he becomes more dignified and self-restraining.

Mrs. Zhang just felt as if she was in a dream. Her husband was so gentle and considerate, which was a bit unreal.After hearing what Jia She said, she shook her head, and replied solemnly: "Just like what I just said to Yayan, it is natural for a married woman to be filial to her parents-in-law. Similarly, how can children say that their parents are wrong? Sir If it is because of my affairs that people spread the bad reputation of being unfilial, I will die, and I will not be able to atone for my crime!"

Hearing that his wife was only thinking about himself, Jia She was very concerned. What's more, what his wife said made sense. If he really blamed his mother for this matter in front of his father, his wife might be accused of unfilial piety.

He was silent.

Seeing Jia She's gloomy expression, Mrs. Zhang persuaded, "Master, don't worry too much. Although I can only manage in my own yard now, there are three girls who are in charge of the family affairs now! I usually have the same relationship with them. Even if you are close, if you think about it, you won't make things difficult for my sister-in-law!"

Thinking for a while, Jia She nodded. This is true. Although the eldest sister Jia Min is not close to him, she gets along very well with Zhang's sister-in-law. Respectfully, my wife has taken care of them a lot, and I don't think they have any ghostly thoughts.

After crying, laughing and discussing, the couple became much closer emotionally than before.

The two talked about what would happen after the baby was born in the future, Jia She looked at his wife smiling gently and kindly, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, with an indescribable but reassuring tranquility, and made up his mind.

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Autumn has come, and the westerly wind has begun to blow wildly outside. A lot of leaves have fallen on the pomegranate tree in front of the window throughout the night, revealing the ripe pomegranate fruits hidden by the green leaves. It is quite gratifying to see the fruits.

"Oh? I met the eldest son of the Rongguo Mansion at the dim sum shop today?" Shi Qingwan's black hair was loosely tied into a lazy bun, and she was only wearing a pair of breasted feather gauze clothes and a wide brocade with Bixia Lianzhu. The skirt looks very casual.Ever since the family affairs were left to a few big maids, they were so busy that they couldn't stop, but Shi Qingwan was very leisurely every day, and the weather outside was getting colder, unless she went for a routine walk in the garden, she They're all stuck in the house.

Lazily leaning on the beauty's couch like a cat, she squinted her eyes, and with relish pinched the sour plum cake cut into small pieces from the plate and sent it to her mouth.

Wang Ziteng sat on the short bed next to her without complaint, and rubbed her back. Last night, Shi Qingwan's leg cramps lasted for nearly an hour before she felt relieved. Even her waist was sore and numb, which caused Wang Ziteng Very distressed.

"Exactly! Didn't Wan'er also know? The grandma of Rongguo Mansion is four months old. I heard the rumors in the market and it's not very pleasant, so I reminded him a few words!" Wang Ziteng looked at Shi Qingwan and kept shaking his hands. Putting sour plum cakes in his mouth, he felt that his teeth were sour just by looking at it.I don't know why I love sour food so much, so I don't get tired of it every day?He shook his head, stopped the movement of his hands, and brought a cup of warm white water on the small table beside him to her mouth.

Shi Qingwan thought about that elegant and elegant young woman, thought for a moment, and hesitated: "When we went to Rongguo Mansion, I was still thinking in my heart, why didn't this grandma look so good? So that's the case, presumably at that time I already have a body!" With some pity and pity: "But I looked at the attitude of the Duke's wife towards her that day, I'm afraid this grandma's life will not be too easy!"

"Hi! The affairs of Rongguo Mansion—how many of us don't know about it all these years?" With a sarcastic smile on his lips, Wang Ziteng stood up and sat down next to Shi Qingwan. Belly, this is his favorite thing to do these days.

Wang Ziteng gently looked at his wife's moist cheeks, and gently pinched a little flesh on her face: "Do you think everyone is as lucky as you? When you meet someone who holds you in the palm of your hand and pampers you." Your accustomed husband?"

Hearing this, Shi Qingwan raised her eyebrows, her eyes shone brightly, she was full of charms, she was originally a Jiangnan woman, after softening her voice, she smiled softly, she was even more charming, her body was piercing to the bones.She fiddled with a jasper bracelet on her wrist slowly, and lost her eyes: "If you have a wife and a son, could it be that the second master is at a disadvantage?"

Wang Ziteng listened in a daze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He squinted his eyes and looked at the cheerfully smiling girl opposite, and said bitterly, "Take it easy and don't get caught up in the fire!"

After the young couple made a few sticky jokes with each other, they returned to the subject.

"Speaking of which, Grandma Rongguo Mansion and I are somewhat related!" Shi Qingwan remembered what she found when she checked the situation of Zhang's natal family yesterday, and giggled: "It's a bit of a twist and turns, but it's barely Can count!"

Wang Ziteng became interested. Where do Jiangnan historians have relatives with the surname Zhang?When I accompanied my wife back home for three dynasties, because my wife was favored at home, my relatives and friends, big and small, went to see her once!

"Do you still remember my second aunt? Her surname is Yang, but the second aunt's mother's surname is Zhang!" Shi Qingwan tilted her head and thought: "The old lady of the Yang family is the daughter of the Zhang family, Zhang Sheng'an, Mr. Zhang My aunt is the aunt of the great grandma of the Rongguo Mansion!" She raised her eyes to Wang Ziteng: "In this way, even if I dote on my second aunt, I should have more contact with her, don't you think so?!"

Seeing his little wife's serious and threatening eyes with a smile, Wang Ziteng tried not to let himself laugh out loud: "Okay! You can date as you say! Jia She and I got along well when we were young. Yes, it’s better to walk around more between the two families!” He also replied very seriously.

Wang Ziteng found that since his wife became pregnant, that coquettishness has become more and more intense. If he is unhappy, he dares to show his cold face to himself, but—— his indulgent eyes fell on her curved eyebrows, Wang Ziteng pursed his lips slightly With a smile, he was happy with it.

Not knowing what Wang Ziteng was thinking, Shi Qingwan was thinking about the development track in the Dream of Red Mansions at this time, and her thoughts drifted away.

As the eldest son of Xijue, Jia She lived not in Rongxi Hall, but in a small courtyard with a separate door. On the contrary, the second son Jia Zheng lived there, and he received guests in the front hall openly.This in itself is unreasonable.There is a speculation in later generations that Jia She is the eldest son of the concubine; but if this is true, the ancients always valued the sons of the concubine, and only the elders can be seen if there are no concubine.

In this way, it can only be explained as Mother Jia's partiality for the youngest son.

Thinking about Jia She's situation, although he is the eldest son of Xijue, it is well known that he is not favored by his parents, but in front of Jia's mother, he still has to flatter and flatter him; Her daughter is cowardly, and she herself was sent to the frontier... Shi Qingwan sighed slightly. Although he was responsible for the crime, if there were no others to help, how could it be so unbearable?