Battle of the Red Chamber Ring III

But it was said that Jia Huan was frightened by Aunt Zhao's tears, and she felt a little embarrassed for a while, because Aunt Zhao couldn't be called an imperial doctor because the Chinese New Year was coming, so she just hugged Jia Huan and cried for a while in the middle of the night before giving up.

Aunt Zhao originally wanted to take the shoes and go to Jia Zheng, but she was stopped by the old mother: "You are just a servant in the family. If you have such a trivial matter, you go to the master. Although it is a one-night couple and a hundred days of kindness. But after all, you The identities are different, so don't be reckless."

"Then shall I point to that vicious woman who hugged me and my ring to fill that poisonous hole? I was still sad when the old lady hugged Tanchun, but now it seems that if I kept it in my hands, I would have been with those All brothers and sisters are leaving together!" Aunt Zhao gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words, her face was filled with pain, who could say clearly how many concubines and concubines were buried in this small courtyard.

"How many girls have thrown into the well these days, you have more weight than them, and you can make more noise when you jump in. Just dream, think about your old parents, you are going to implicate them." The old mother pointed The well outside the courtyard gate is made of blue stone slabs.

"My life." Aunt Zhao hugged Jia Huan, covered her voice and cried again.

So this year, Jia Huan had a particularly bad time, but this cheap mother was indeed a little pitiful, and she was so tolerant just for herself.All of a sudden, this heartless third young master Huan actually took a heart.

Inexplicably, I carried the memory with me to give birth to the baby. Although the cheap mother has not treated me badly, but I have lived a more carefree life in my previous life. Occasionally, I can’t help but blame King Yama for not looking at him, so that I can have a good baby, but now I am crying. Wash it, don't complain, just ask the cheap mother to put away the tears.

If a six- to seven-month-old child is healthy, he will basically turn over. Once he can turn over, motherhood will naturally be more fun. Aunt Zhao specially asked Jia Huan for a rocking car to turn over. When I was irritable, I put my hands in my stomach, and turned myself over by shaking left and right, but I often couldn't come back after passing, so I howled dryly, sometimes a few maids stepped forward to help turn over, but most of them It's the old nanny. Today he turned over and howled for a while, but the cheap mother didn't show up, but the old nanny held the pair of shoes that hadn't been worn since the last time they were replaced, and ordered them to wear them while wearing them. "Little master, kick your legs more, kick your legs more." While talking, he hung his little feet with his nails before putting on his shoes.

Jia Huan immediately turned serious: Nima!It's itchy!Babies also have human rights!I want to step on it now, is there any reason!The house fight is too cruel, please let it go!

I don't know where the old mother is holding, Jia Huan only feels that his whole foot is not good, and he finally waited for the bad father to enter the door. He tortured the shoe with both feet while pretending to howl .

"It's funny crying, there's no tears on my little face." Jia Zheng stretched out his hand to turn his son over as he spoke, and found that the shoes on his feet were falling off. People don’t care about it, and they’ll pay attention when they go back and make some boards.” He picked up the shoes while talking, and was about to put them on the table, when he found his youngest son staring at him with his thumb in his mouth , giggling to himself.

"Laugh like this. If you grow up, you should beat your father. Fortunately, you are still young. Could it be that you don't want to wear shoes?" Jia Zheng teased Jia Huan with the shoes, and finally got closer. The smiling face was put away, and then it was so pitiful.

"What's the matter?" Jia Zheng hurriedly withdrew his hands and moved over, Jia Huan smiled again.

Jia Zheng looked at his hands, then at the shoes in his hands, his face suddenly became serious.

"Master left so fast that the slaves didn't even have time to put away their coats." Aunt Zhao ran out of breath, and her chest was even more choppy. She patted her chest and looked at Jia Zheng with a charming smile. "Master, why do you hold these shoes? Don't let Huaner wear them. He will cry when he wears these shoes."

"Crying and fussing?" Jia Zheng looked at the shoes in his hand, then at Aunt Zhao and then at Jia Huan, "Where are the maids and mothers who are serving beside Huan'er."

"Mommy was ordered by the old lady to go to the front hall to help decorate the new house today, and the maids were also ordered by the wife to leave. Recently, the concubine has been taking care of herself." Sometimes watery seems to be able to illuminate people's hearts. If it weren't for this, when the old lady gave it to her, she would not have given birth to two children in three years.

Jia Zheng handed the shoe to Aunt Zhao, and Aunt Zhao took it and casually put it on the table, while taking off the other one that Jia Huan added: "Master, I'm going to help the servants back up, I'm They dared to put these shoes on the little boy after walking for a while, presumably they want the master to hate Huaner, so they won’t go into the servant’s room anymore.” Aunt Zhao said while pulling her handkerchief and began to wipe her tears.

When Jia Zheng saw the young aunt crying, he felt distressed, but he was used to being a saint, and today he had something on his mind, so he just said a few words of comfort, said that he had something to do, and took away the pair of shoes he had changed.

Aunt Zhao looked at Jia Zheng who came and went in a hurry, and took off the handkerchief she was holding her tears in, and the tears that were still brimming with tears just now disappeared: "Sure enough, it's just like what Mammy said, compared to the master's face, our kind Even if a person dies ten times, it will not be worth it."

Aunt Zhao has a charming smile on her young face, and every time her eyebrows and eyes are curved, she has a beauty: "For you, I will risk my life to fight, my heart." Her hand softly rests on Jia Huan's stomach, and then slowly helped straighten his little clothes, then leaned down and hugged him in his arms, shaking back and forth, singing a ditty that Jia Huan could not understand, accompanied by humming Haw fell asleep.

Not to mention what exactly Jia Zheng did after he went back, but he didn't hear his wife mention bringing Jia Huan to her room again. The old lady sent a few people down, added a nanny, and separated a separate courtyard for Jia Huan to live in. , There are four maids at the front and back, except for one who takes care of the house, the other three are rough servants.

When Jia Huan was three years old, the young master of the mansion passed away, leaving only the young grandma who was just pregnant, so the phoenix egg, which had a great fortune, was suddenly brought to the forefront of the storm, the old lady He ordered someone to put Baoyu in his arms.

Jia Huan is already able to speak now, but he doesn't speak often, and he walks very steadily on his short legs, but he doesn't like the bun on the top of his head to be braided, so he often removes it by himself.Later, the old mama had a way, so she combed him, and stopped making up, and looked energetic.

"Master Huan, are you hungry?" The old mother was sitting in the room embroidering Jia Huan's bellyband, watching the little man stretch out his hands for the maid to hold him through the door, and waiting for the maid to tidy up her clothes , and then walked up to Mammy with square steps, stretched out her small hand and patted Mammy's thigh.

The old mammy got used to it too, and stretched out her arms to hug Jia Huan: "Master Huan is a lot heavier, and if he is heavier, the nanny won't be able to hold him." The old mammy took a handkerchief from one side and wiped it for Jia Huan with a smile. Wipe your hands.

Jia Huan finished wiping one obediently, then gave another one to the old woman.

"Your aunt went to lift the curtain for the wife. If you are hungry, tell the servant girl to eat some first." Ever since the eldest young master passed away, the wife seemed to be crazy, and her eyes could burn when she looked at Jia Huan.

Master Xianzhu is the most promising person in the family. He has won the attention of the old ladies, wives, and masters. At the age of twenty, he actually died, leaving only a posthumous son.

It's just that the pregnant and widowed daughter-in-law set rules in front of her mother-in-law, which is probably what the Jia family did. Since the young lady is going, the aunts and wives are naturally indispensable. In the past few days, Aunt Zhao has been busy with errands every day. , but did not listen to her complaints.

Jia Huan shook his head, feeling that he was not hungry yet.His body is still young, and he always drools when he speaks, so he doesn't like to open his mouth. When people come, he hides in the arms of the servant girl and pretends to be embarrassed, because everyone in the yard is spreading the word that this bastard is a dull man. .

"Mummy, the madam has come to give orders. She said that it's a brotherhood. He's the first seven today. Let Master Huan send off Master Xianzhu tonight." Xiufeng is the maid in the wife's room, and it's rare for her to step into this aunt's yard. It's just that most of the people who can get in front of the wife to serve are those with long brains. Knowing that there is a nanny here who used to serve the old lady, the volume of speaking is not as high as before.

The hand holding Jia Huan froze, the old mother replied: "Understood." Then she heard the footsteps of the man outside paused for a while, and then gradually left.

"Good young master, Mammy will prepare it for you, and sit down by yourself." The old mammy put Jia Huan on the back of the chair, and closed the door carefully.

Jia Huan fell asleep when she heard the old mother angrily calling a few girls and talking about some leather jackets.When Jia Zhu passed away, the mourning hall was set up in the master bedroom, and because several elders were there, the wife did not do anything, but the first seven let the concubine go to kneel alone with the Taoist priests at night, I only heard of it Let the relatives in the family hide in the bed to sleep, I have never heard of letting the children kneel down and burn the ladder.

When Jia Huan arrived in front of the ashram and realized that he was too naive, a maid named Xiu Luan in a green coat led Jia Huan to kneel before the case: "My wife ordered, just let Master Huan burn a hundred shares of the ladder, don't let me go!" If it's too late, it will disturb the purity of Master Xianzhu."

The so-called heavenly ladder is a paper-folded ladder-shaped thing. If ordinary people need a dutiful son to cry when they are seven, it's just that Jia Zhu's son is still in his wife's belly, so another dutiful son is invited.

Jia Huan knelt beside the filial son, staring hard at the "filial son" who was crying with tears and snot, thinking how long the other party could cry, but was reminded by Xiuluan who was still standing: "Master Huan, please hurry up!" some."

Talking too much would be demonic, Jia Huan stretched his plump smiling face with an extremely serious expression, he slowly reached out and picked a perfect angle to take a ladder in his hand.