Battle of the Red Chamber Ring III

After looking around the house, the old mother came to Jia Huan: "Don't worry, young master, the house has always been extravagant, your room is probably connected to a corner of the table where Master Baoyu is."

Jia Huan crossed her legs on the low couch, and leaned against the low cabinet: "Nurse, you can't be careful, but they are just little things that buy your life. If it wasn't for my life, it would be the gold-clothed silver armor." She is also willing to let me wear it to report in the Palace of the King of Hell."

As soon as Aunt Zhao heard this, she put the things in her hands back, tiptoed to Jia Huan and sat down, and then said nothing.

"You can sit down, Mammy. I heard that the wife has been making some noise recently?" Jia Huan looked at the old mammy with a smile, with a half-smile on his face.He just pushed the boat along with the current and made a move. No matter what the result is, Mrs. Wang can't sleep and eat. Knowing that she is not doing well, he is happy.

The old mother nodded and looked at Jia Huan with a smile: "I heard that many people moved out, even the young servants and nurses who served at Master Baoyu's place moved out. Hearing that Nanny Li's family had a high fever, the wife kindly arranged them to go to an idle small courtyard in the suburbs."

"This is life and death." Jia Huan smiled coldly, remembering the scene when he was imprisoned, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but he is a villain for revenge every minute!

The old mother nodded: "Nowadays, in this house, the wife has fewer and fewer people available to her." The manpower saved by the former daughter-in-law to the present is probably all in the hands of Jia Huan, and now Wang Xifeng is in charge again. If you want to buy some wives, it depends on whether her niece is willing or not.

Mrs. Wang was already in a state of desperation at the moment. She kept Baoyu by her side every day, invited the imperial physician three times a day, and kept more than a dozen maids in Baoyu's room into the small Buddhist hall, saying that she wanted them to cultivate their morality, eat fast and chant Buddha. It was only released a few years ago, which made the servants in the mansion very anxious. Most of the servants in the Baoyu room were born in the family and they were all respectable in front of the master. Otherwise, they would not be able to reach the rich cave. If she is not there, she can only ask her second grandmother, Wang Xifeng.

"My aunt knows my temperament, and my heart softens when people beg me, but I don't know if those maids have done something to annoy my aunt, if there is something wrong, just send it out, why waste manpower locked up Where is the Buddhist hall?" Wang Xifeng took Ping'er to Mrs. Wang's room, and when she entered the door, she saw Baoyu squatting aside and angry, and ignored her.She had the most messy intestines, and a thought circled around her stomach several times until it reached her mouth, but she didn't say it.

Mrs. Wang thought that she had been locked up for three days, but if she just kept it by her side like this, she was worried and said: "Since you mentioned it, I will change my mind. I originally thought that there have been more gossip in the house recently. So let those aunts and mothers-in-law recite scriptures, but the others are busy in the past, originally thinking that there are many maids in Baoyu's room, so it is enough to recite a few. I'm a servant." As she spoke, she twirled the prayer beads with a helpless expression on her face.

Wang Xifeng raised her fine eyebrows and felt uncomfortable. She swallowed her anger and said goodbye. When she went out, sister Ping waited outside. When she saw Wang Xifeng coming out, she followed carefully. The mother-in-law with a sharp eye is a good scolder: "You are bullying me because I am young, don't you, pick me up and let me make decisions for you, thinking that we masters may have to act according to your faces From now on, if there is another person who comes to me and begs for something, I will kick his family out!" After saying that, he went back to the house angrily.

Mrs. Wang heard Zhou Rui's family's inquiry, but she just said kindly: "My niece is the most outspoken. Although it is better to be refreshing when I am a girl, but now it is more suitable to be a big family. Some."

"What madam said is that the second grandma is young, isn't she?" Zhou Rui's family responded, and Mrs. Wang got up and went back to her room to take a nap. Years ago, before Jia Zheng came back, it was said that the ten members of the Li family all died in other courtyards.

Jia Huan lay in the house for a week. Because he lay too much during the day, he couldn't sleep at night. He opened the window of the room and looked at the scenery outside. There were only some tree shadows in the dark, although the moon above was quite big. Yuan, but he was far away and didn't know what the scene was. He was thinking about something when he heard a noise from the window. He turned around and touched the dagger under the pillow, carefully pulled it out and hid it under the quilt.

"Yo!" The person came dressed in black, turned his head down from the window, and then rushed into the room, "Well, you are not asleep yet." Mu Kun took off the black cloth on his face with a smile, stretched out his hand He took out a small box of things from his pocket. "This is specially used to remove scars. It's hard to ask for it. It's not in vain." He knew that Jia Huan would know if he had smallpox. If he is dead, the little master is just sad for a while, if he does not die, this person is destined to die, so naturally he needs to please.

"No need, I don't need these things." Jia Huan didn't want them at all, and he looked at the man lazily, but just stuffed the dagger into the pillow, turned around and covered the quilt, and closed his eyes.

"You can't do this. You have to know that this box took me a lot of effort." Mu Kun hurriedly stepped forward, sat next to Jia Huan on the bed, and carefully looked at Jia Huan's face and neck. : "It's strange that you have smallpox, and there are no traces left. Could it be that the quack doctor misdiagnosed it?"

Jia Huan frowned annoyedly, opened his eyes and turned around: "Did you come to see me when you don't sleep at night?" Come down, if you died in the first place, what use are these things.

Mu Kun knew what Jia Huan was thinking when he saw Jia Huan's face, he chuckled: "If you die from smallpox, don't talk about your future, I'm afraid that death will be the best ending of your life. People say that their life is bitter, but how do you know that others are not." For a person who has been invisible all year round, birth, old age, sickness and death are really nothing.

"Since that's the case, I'm already healed. You don't need to worry about it. Please go back to your master's place." Jia Huan rolled his eyes. In this Jia's mansion, today is probably the day he talks the most.

"Since you survived, I naturally want to take care of my little master's emotions, but if you died at the beginning, it has nothing to do with me. By the way, you are quite delicate." Mu Kun groaned towards Jia Wrapping around the quilt, he also consciously took off his coat.

"What are you doing?" Jia Huan got up hugging the quilt, and looked at the sleeping next to him bitterly, except for Ah Da, who had never slept on the bed before.

"Just let me sleep for a while. I've been sleeping in the wild these days, and I haven't had a full night's sleep." Mu Kun yawned and went to sleep on his own. Jia Huan pouted, put on his clothes, got up, and ran When he got to the side room, he took out a set of quilts and went to sleep. For some unknown reason, after making these noises, he became more interested in going to sleep.

When Jia Huan went to Mrs. Wang's place to greet Mrs. Wang the next day, he saw Mu Kun sitting beside him, wearing a dark blue brocade robe, talking and laughing happily with Mrs. Wang. The young master came, so I took it with me, I heard that the young master was sick for a month, if I waited for Master Zheng to return to the mansion, I am afraid I will ask for a crime, and I have failed the master's value in vain."

"Huan'er is still young, and his bones are a bit weak. If it weren't for the sir coming today, I would have invited him for a few more days, but I naturally know that a loving mother is a failure. Now that I have arrived, I allowed him to go to school at your place. Huan'er Come here, son." Mrs. Wang beckoned Jia Huan to come forward with kind eyebrows, and she helped Jia Huan straighten the collar of his clothes, "The master is not here, and you have rested for more than a month. Now that the husband is here, you can't Stop slacking off." She said it nicely, and she didn't explain to Mu Kun what's wrong with Jia Huan, she just said that it was a child who didn't want to study and played truant, pretending to be sick.

Mu Kun thought it was very interesting, so he laughed for a while, while Jia Huan greeted Mrs. Wang with a straight face, and then followed Mu Kun out.

Mrs. Wang was holding the beads in her hand, turning them one by one with a little force. She looked at Jia Huan's back, watched one big and one small walk out of her yard slowly: "Why are you talking about the boy's life?" It's so hard." She uttered a sentence softly, and then glanced at Zhou Rui's house.

"These weeds are easier to live than the people in the house. Madam, don't worry about it. As long as the servants cut the flowers and plants in the yard diligently, they will not hinder the blooming peonies." Zhou Rui's family hurriedly returned After speaking, she was actually a little worried. Mrs. Wang, who had always been indifferent to Jia Huan, had become a little bit troubled in recent days.

Mrs. Wang reached out and touched her forehead: "I'm just afraid that I will grow old day by day, and my precious jade has not yet grown up. This huge Rongfu is really planned for my precious jade." The old lady didn't follow her with one heart. Although Baoyu was like a pearl in her mouth, it was because Baoyu was valuable now. In the eyes of the old lady, there was nothing more important than Jia's mansion, and Jia Zheng was a good color. Yes, I usually treat Aunt Zhao better than myself. Although the rules of the concubine and the concubine have never been missed, who knows if I do it, the wind blowing by the pillow will soften my ears and make me confused.

"If my wife worries too much, I'm afraid it won't be good for your health. Please be at ease. If something happens to your natal brother, how can you forgive them?" Zhou Rui's family hurriedly stepped forward to support Mrs. Wang, and Mrs. Wang shook her head. Shaking his body, he finally held back his breath.