Battle of the Red Chamber Ring III

Ah San realized that when he crossed over, he was sucking his mother's cock in his mouth, and his head was full of sweat. Of course, the so-called strength of breastfeeding basically used up his entire body, why run eight hundred, what sit up Sit, push-ups, Ah San said: You are too naive!Breastfeeding is hard work!

Aunt Zhao hugged her rare son, thinking of the eldest daughter who lived with the mistress, she couldn't help crying, she cried while coaxing her son to continue sucking, watching the younger son grabbing Holding his little hand hard, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I cried loudly while hugging my son.

She was also the daughter held in the palm of the hand by the family, but because her father sold himself to Jia's mansion as a slave because of poverty, she naturally followed her father to work as a maid in Jia's mansion.To be a human being, one always needs something to look forward to. For example, when she was a maidservant, she acted completely honest. An honest person can be looked up to by the master at home. She was given by the old lady to her son to be an aunt, aunt, and aunt said nicely, but she was actually just a slave. Once the mistress was unhappy, she would be sold out if she didn't do her best.

"Grandma, you can't cry. You are still in confinement. If you cry too much, you will hurt yourself. You will suffer when you are old." The baby in the aunt's arms was carefully pasted a few times.

"Nurse, you let me cry anyway, I can't help it, I've been wasted in this small courtyard all my life, I can't see my parents, my elder brother and my sister-in-law, and my lively and lovely nephew, Forget it, just treat it as a married daughter pouring out water, but I can't even see the girl who came out of my belly. Looking at Huan'er, I feel that my life is hard. A boy who is more miserable has been reincarnated into the belly of one of my aunts, my poor Huan'er, my poor Huan'er." Aunt Zhao cried on the bed while clutching her chest, and she was thin and weak. Her back twitched, not like a pregnant woman who just gave birth.

"Auntie, please don't cry like this. It's not a big deal to hurt your body, but it's a big deal to cut off the third young master's nipple. My wife will never ask a wet nurse for Master Huan." The old nanny sighed, already full of wrinkles. face, more at the moment.

She was originally the old nanny brought along with the old lady of Jia's mansion when she married in. Because the old lady loved her second son too much, she pointed out that she came to this small courtyard to take care of this Aunt Zhao. The relationship between people is good, Aunt Zhao has a good heart, and her family has a clean background, but because of her cleverness, the old lady valued her, so she gave her second son.It's a pity that Aunt Zhao's original marriage, the Zhao family felt sorry for the neighbors and worried about their daughter, so they simply moved here. It's just that it's so easy to find a job in the capital. In the past, the family relied on Jia's mansion for a living.

Aunt Zhao just cried for a while, and then slowly quieted down, she just gave birth to a child, she couldn't control it for a while, she pulled a handkerchief from one side of her clothes and wiped her face: "Mother, give me Well, I'll feed Huan'er again, I guess he's not full yet."

Seeing that Aunt Zhao stopped crying, the old mama breathed a sigh of relief and thought about passing Huan San in her arms, but when she saw it, she was immediately happy, and saw Huan San staring at herself with open eyes, mouth He also stuffed his thumb, his little face puffed up and he didn't cry or make a fuss, but the saliva soaked into his sleeve along his wrist.

"Hey, my little ancestor, what are you eating? It tastes so good. Look at the drooling. Come to my aunt and grandma. Eat more, grow longer, and wait to grow up and get the number one prize."

Aunt Zhao burst out laughing at what the old nanny said, stretched out her arms to hug Huan San, fed it carefully into his mouth, and slowly began to wipe the child's hands.

She is only double ten and not too old, but because she is dressed as a woman, she looks a bit old. "If Mammy doesn't dislike it, we two will find a god-in-law. You also know that I was born in poverty, so I'm afraid that Mammy will look down on me."

The old mama's eyes suddenly lit up. She had been with the old lady for most of her life and had never been married. Even the poor relatives at home disappeared when she was old. "Why would you dislike me? I'm a lonely old woman with no children. It's just that the old lady can't let the old lady know. If the old lady knows, it will break the rules."

Aunt Zhao's apricot eyes filled with tears in an instant: "Why bother to abuse me like this? If the eldest young master hadn't seen that he was unwell and whether the master had more children under his knees, he would have stuffed me here, but I just came here Madam found out that she was pregnant. She was afraid that I would give birth to a son, and she would give birth to a daughter, so she begged the master to let my unborn child be under her hands. Fortunately, she gave birth to Hanyu. Yes, that was a great fortune, her son is Baoyu, and my son is just a ring, my poor ring."

The old mammy couldn't bear it immediately, so she nodded her head and agreed. After that, she didn't say anything, just look at Ah San who fell asleep after we exhausted our breastfeeding.

Jia Huan kicked his little feet and said that the golden bells on his feet were too heavy, and which bastard sewed the shoes holding his feet. The thorns and thorns were very annoying. If he didn't understand that he was originally a big Gentlemen, I've been crying all over the place for a long time.

Seeing that it will be six months, he has been lying on the small bed for a long time, so long that he has gotten used to the accent of the cheap old lady in this life, and the honor of the cheap old father.

"Huan'er has been kicking her feet lately. Could it be that she has grown up?" Jia Zheng looked at the baby in the swaddle very strangely. Naturally, she is younger and more beautiful than Mrs. Wang who is the main house.

The children's clothes made of bright red silk fabric are embroidered with bat patterns, and there are bells with gold rings on their little hands and feet. Afraid of strangling his neck, he only let Aunt Zhao keep it on weekdays.

"I don't know what's going on, maybe I'm starting to know something, and I always follow the voice and put it in your arms." Aunt Zhao is going to breastfeed, and she can't wear her old clothes anymore. The jacket on her body is a newly made cotton cloth material.

"Wait until you stop breastfeeding, then you can send Huan'er to your wife, it will be better for him." Jia Zheng is a man, he thinks about everything more carefully than a woman, and he just heard his wife say a while ago, Tanchun was taught very well by the old lady, so he naturally wanted to give his only child a future.

"Of course it's the best thing. I don't know what to say. It's hard for the master to plan for Huan'er with our mother and son." Even if Aunt Zhao was full of hatred in her heart, she bit her inner lip and bleed. She still looks like a little girl in front of Zheng.

The two of them got together next to each other, and the old nanny hugged Jia Huan wisely and went out, then turned around and went to the side room.The people in Jia Zheng's room in Jia's mansion are no match for his elder brother, apart from Aunt Zhao, there is only Aunt Zhou who is old and decrepit, and they are also door to door.

Aunt Zhou once gave birth to a child, but it is a pity that she went there early. The child who has not lived past the first year does not even have a name, neither is it included in the genealogy, nor is it recorded.

Aunt Zhou was sewing small shoes, and when she saw the old mother come in, she hurried to pick up the child.

"I can't, I can't, if I make my aunt tired, it's my fault for being a servant." The old mother knows how to behave, even if her status in the house is much higher than that of this other person who doesn't remember Aunt Zhou , Still doing enough etiquette.

Aunt Zhou also had a dull temper, she stopped reaching out when she saw what the old mammy said, but just picked up the little shoe and sewed it up again.

"I don't know if my aunt sewed this little shoe for Master Huan?" No one was born with Jia Huan in the mansion, and the old mother couldn't bear to see that Aunt Zhou made so many little shoes with no place to use them out of kindness.

"Mama looks good. I made some when I have nothing to do. The child's feet grow fast. I thought I could use some." Aunt Zhou was stupid and never liked her masters. She was originally a good family The lady who entered the mansion as a concubine didn't understand anything.

"This is really the blessing of Master Huan. I was thinking about making a pair for Master Huan. You know, he has been kicking his legs lately. I think the shoes are a little bit tight." The old mother said to Jia Huan Taking off his shoes, he took off his left shoe and put it on the table. He was about to take off his right shoe, but he had just taken off halfway, and his thumb was pinching the upper. Stiff, then smiled and put the two shoes side by side.

"Master Huan also knows that there are new shoes. Look at the legs. Wearing shoes and shoes, new shoes and shoes." spit out a bubble: the old man is fine!

Jia Zheng never slept at Aunt Zhao's place, and usually went back to the study at night, and because the eldest son was ill, he only occasionally relieved it.

Waiting for the maids to clean up the room, the old mother carried the child back to Aunt Zhao's place. Aunt Zhao had already washed up, but she was young after all, and had experienced love affairs, so her eyebrows and eyes were naturally charming.

"That old overlord is always tossing and tossing, and Huan'er's rations are almost gone!" Aunt Zhao was not too rude and complained when she saw the old mother, while she was about to take Jia Huan, "Come on, I'm in a panic, we can't let Huan'er see something bad, why don't we go find rice soup and let Huan'er cushion it?"

The old mother looked at Aunt Zhao and did not speak. Aunt Zhao felt strange seeing the expression on the old mother's face, she stopped talking immediately, glanced at the empty room, and walked up to the old mother: "Godmother, what is this?" What's the matter?"

The old mother held Jia Huan in one hand and held Aunt Zhao's hand in the other, letting the other party take Jia Huan from her sleeve.

"Huan'er's shoes?" Aunt Zhao cared about the child, so she could figure out why.

"Aunt and grandma pinch the inside of the shoe." The old mother leaned close to Aunt Zhao's ear, and while leaning Jia Huan on Aunt Zhao's body, she said in a normal voice: "Master Huan is so smart, he will go to you when he sees my aunt and grandma." Put it on your body, but are you hungry?"

Aunt Zhao squeezed it suspiciously, and immediately lowered her head, her eyes were lowered, and her face could not be seen from the outside.

"Auntie and grandma, please hold it for yourself. I'll order my servants to cook rice soup." The old mother stuffed Jia Huan into Aunt Zhao's place, and then she turned around and sent a few maidservants away.

Jia Huanzheng deeply felt that these girls are really not simple, all of them are movie kings or something, while thinking about it, he stretched his waist, and rubbed his small hands on the cheap mother's face, and started to get wet.

He closed his mouth in fright, opened his eyes and looked at Aunt Zhao in a daze.

"Oh, my Huan'er is so domineering even when she yawns, she will definitely be a great general in the future." Aunt Zhao's voice was still sweet and soft, and there was a smile on her face, but two lines of tears wet Jia Huan's chest. placket.