Entering the Red Chamber: Qingwen, rush forward!

Accidents happen frequently in the decaying and declining Jia Mansion, and there are countless big and small things every day. It is really pressing the gourd and starting a scoop. Often, before one small matter is resolved, someone will go back and forth about another matter.Wang Xifeng struggled to deal with it every day. Fortunately, there was Ping'er who helped her with cooking, so she could barely survive.

Ping'er has a lot of headaches every day because of these things. Fortunately, she behaves fairly and justly, and she often turns major issues into minor ones, and secretly eliminates many hidden dangers.

Both the master and the servant are exhausted by these things every day, but on this day, because Jia Mu learned about Yingchun's death, she reprimanded the masters of Jia's mansion.It was already late at night when Wang Xifeng went back to lie on the bed, she was extremely sleepy, and just as she closed her eyes, she saw the curtain move, as if someone had walked in.

She barely opened her eyes, and was immediately scared out of her wits: Qiutong was staring at herself, her face was extremely pale, and she was holding a little baby covered in bruises in her arms...

"Ah..." Sister Feng woke up with a scream, and saw Qiutong floating in mid-air, looking at herself coldly...

"Ping'er..." Wang Xifeng yelled heart-piercingly, and quickly got into a corner, shivering with her whole body shivering under the quilt.

Ping'er was so tired that her whole body was sore and unbearable. She was lying on the bed, and she was awakened by Sister Feng's screams just as she was about to fall asleep.She didn't bother to put on her shoes, and hurriedly touched the black to light a candle and ran to the back room.Seeing Wang Xifeng's distressed state, Ping'er hurriedly put the candlestick on the edge of the bed, climbed onto the bed and said, "Grandma? Grandma, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?"

Wang Xifeng heard Ping'er coming in, so he dared to poke his head out of the bed, and glanced around in horror: only the light and shadow in the room were dim, but he didn't see Qiutong's soul.Only then did she let go of her heart a little, and leaned against the wall panting and crying.

"Grandma, what's the matter?" Seeing Wang Xifeng's abnormal state, Ping'er was full of surprise: her master has always been aggressive and aggressive since she was a child, and she is braver than any man. She has never seen such a charming image of a young daughter.

"It's okay! I'm okay!" Wang Xifeng took a long time to recover, although her heart was full of doubts and fears, but she refused to speak out.

"Ping'er, you will sleep with me in the back room tonight!" Sister Feng said.

"Okay, I can do whatever grandma says." Ping'er hurriedly leaned over to help Sister Feng make the bed, then turned around and got off the ground, carried her bedding in and settled it down.

"Don't blow out the lamp!" Seeing Ping'er making gestures to blow out the candles, Wang Xifeng hastily stopped her.

"Oh, that's fine..." Ping'er agreed and got under the covers.

"Grandma, are you okay? Did you have a nightmare just now?" Ping'er turned his head and asked.

"I didn't have any nightmares, I just fell asleep..." Sister Feng said.

"Well, then it's okay, grandma, go to bed quickly... I'll be busy again tomorrow..." Ping'er was confused as he spoke.Wang Xifeng looked at Ping'er, who was sleeping peacefully beside him, and felt a little more at ease, but he dared not close his eyes and sleep.It seemed that as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see Qiutong's ghostly face with pale face and disheveled hair.

"Qiu Tong, you bloody ghost! Do you dare to scare me? Good! Good! I won't ask someone to burn you to the ground, and I'm not Grandma Wang Xifeng! You can't beat me alive, and you can't beat me dead! I To tell you the truth, I asked someone to pour water in front of your room, what do you want? You wait for me, and tomorrow I will ask someone to burn your bastard bones on fire, and I will tell you to be a ghost No way..." Wang Xifeng cursed in a low voice, her eyes fixed on the window paper.She didn't dare to sleep peacefully until the candle was burned out and the east was bright.

Although the winter nights are long, the dawn finally arrives as scheduled.When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the winter mist and shone on the window paper of the east wing, Mo Xiaomei had already secretly got up.There was already the sound of sweeping the yard, and the sound of someone coughing softly.She touched her side: Sure enough, the little thing Tweety had already woken up.

As soon as the door was opened, a gust of cool air rushed in.The small yard was surrounded by light mist, and in the mist, Tweety was holding a big broom and looking at her with a smile.There was already smoke in the kitchen, presumably Gao Ma and Sang Ma were making breakfast.

"That's great!" The little girl rejoiced in her heart.

"Sister, don't you want to sleep a little longer?" Tweety asked with a smile.

"Don't sleep, there are still many things to do today!" The little girl took the broom from Cui Er's arms: "Hey, go and help the two mothers cook! I will sweep the floor!"

"This! It's cold..."

"It won't be cold if you move around, go!" The little girl smiled and drove Tweety into the kitchen.Gao Ma and Sang Ma heard their conversation in the kitchen and smiled at each other.

The little girl cleaned the yard, and there were some fine beads of sweat on her body, which was unspeakably refreshing.In the kitchen, breakfast is ready.Gao Ma smiled and greeted the younger sister to eat.Siqi also got up, leaning against the door frame while taking care of her afro, complaining: "You are all up, why didn't you call me?"

"Okay, come and eat quickly! I'll fix your messy hair later!" the little girl laughed.

"Siqi, come and eat first! I'll comb your hair for you later!" Sang's mother also called.

In a fit of anger, Siqi threw the comb aside, with shockingly messy hair on his head, stepped on his shoes, walked into the kitchen, and sat down at the table angrily.

"Why are you so angry in the morning?" Gao Mama asked with a smile while serving porridge for several people.

"Gao Ma, look at my hair!" Siqi complained, pointing at his disheveled hair.

"That's easy," Gao Mama said with a smile, "boil some water later, wash your hair, and I'll clean it up for you, making sure it's smooth and oily!"

"Really?" Siqi was surprised, she had been fighting with this hair for more than ten years, but she had never won.

"When I was in the palace, I once served a noble lady. Her hair was the same as yours. We thought of many ways together. Later, her hair was the best in the whole palace..."

"Really?" Siqi asked in surprise.

"It's not true!" Gao Ma nodded.

"Then get it for me quickly!" Siqi jumped up and was about to do his hair.

"What's the rush! You'll have to finish your meal anyway!" The little girl persuaded with a smile, "Your hair has been messed up for more than ten years, and it's not too late..."

Siqi ate breakfast extremely quickly this time, and the others had only had a few sips of porridge, but she had already finished the whole bowl with a snort, jumped up and went to boil water by the stove.After everyone had eaten, she had already boiled a pot of boiling water and waited for Gao Ma to comb her hair.

Gao Ma smiled and mixed warm water, then picked up the vinegar pot, poured a little vinegar into the water, added a little saponin, "Okay, come and wash your hair!"

Siqi was surprised: "Why use vinegar? Don't you use soap?"

Gao Ma said with a smile: "Wash your hair with soap, it smells good, but after washing your hair will be drier, you can use vinegar water and add a little saponin."

The little girl sat and watched Siqi untie her thick hair, and a basin full of it floated, and the little girl was startled: People in this era don’t seem to cut their hair at all, no wonder women in the past can make hair with their hair. All kinds of strange shapes, their hair is long enough, you can play with it as you want!