Battle of the Red Chamber Ring III

"It's becoming more and more difficult to do things in this house now. Although the master has sent books over, what's the use if there are no literate people in the yard." Aunt Zhao carefully put all the books on the low table of the small couch, Seeing that Jia Huan was flipping through a Three Character Classic, he wanted to reach out for it, "My ancestors are not allowed to tear it up, and you can do anything else, except the book."

Jia Huan looked up from the book and gave Aunt Zhao a dumb look.

Aunt Zhao withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and changed the direction to caress the bun she combed in the morning. This son is more and more unable to teach a lesson.

The old mother swallowed her laughter, and just squinted her eyes: "Master Huan is getting more and more imposing, and he and the second master are indeed father and son, but the master has always been resting in the Mengpozhai hut, so that day he would In the study, it's extremely tight."

"Yeah, now that I see this ancestor, I don't dare to say anything, godmother, you said that Huan'er will go to school in January, and I don't know a single word, if Mr. If you don’t come out, you’ll be punished, how can you do that?”

"My aunt is so worried. Most of the people who go to school don't know how to read. If they already know, why do they need to go to school to listen to the master's teaching?" The old mother glanced at Jia Huan who was still reading, and found that the young master might It's really looking at it, not flipping through it casually.

"Mother, don't you know that the phoenix egg has been taken by the eldest lady of the family since the new year was born. I heard that it doesn't matter whether it is the Three-Character Classic or the Thousand-Character Classic. In this way, if the second master Bao is so motivated, I think there will be nothing wrong with our mother in this house." Aunt Zhao looked at the narrow yard of her house, and thought of the bright light she saw when she used to go to her wife's place to serve her. In the lobby, as they said, what comes out of the slave's stomach is just a slave.

When Jia Huan heard that his half-brother had such abilities, he unconsciously went through a circle in his stomach. If this is the case, he might as well wait for the age to join the army, so as to avoid the edge.

"Auntie is such a fool, do you think you can be admitted to the first prize if you know everything by heart?" The old mother patted her clothes, moved her buttocks and sat upright, waiting for both Aunt Zhao and Jia Huan to look at her. To her, he cleared his throat: "Study and knowledge do not rely on talent to achieve success. Let alone, the Ningguo manor who never heard of any good ideas was admitted to Jinshi. Our mansion The second old man on the court heard that he loves reading since he was born, and he is the best at reading, but it was also the official position that the old man asked for in front of the emperor before his death."

The old lady is the most good at acting in this house. If you want to say how much she saw back then, the current Mrs. Wang can't match her.Because the old master was so stubborn at the time, he entrusted the second master who loved to study the most. If you want to say who in this family needs to be taboo, it is naturally the old lady. It's just that the old lady is getting older now, and her intestines are naturally bigger than before. Be kinder, if it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have helped the young master.

Aunt Zhao couldn't hold back the surprised expression on her face after hearing this, but she was hit by a small hand on the back of her hand. Aunt Zhao turned her head to look at Jia Huan who was looking at her at the moment, and then at the old mother who was obviously in a daze, Eye circles turned red for a while, if I am just a wife of a poor family at this moment, although life is hard, my son will definitely be held in the palm of my hand, but if I leave the glory of this family, I don’t know if I can go to school, Aunt Zhao sighed Taking a deep breath, she pinched the handkerchief and pressed the corners of her eyes. She didn't know about other people's families, but only knew that her father had worked hard all his life and never let her eldest brother study.

Now she can't cry more and more. She smiled coquettishly with one hand, and held Jia Huan's little hand from behind with the other. She approached the nanny and asked in a low voice: "When the person next door came, I heard it was The daughter of a down and out scholar, I don't know that she is still illiterate."

Aunt Zhao's figure, who gave birth to a son and a daughter, is still as tight as a girl's, but her breasts are a bit more turbulent because she needs to breastfeed and drink some supplements. The old mother glanced at Aunt Zhao's figure, Thinking of how many years this old man will be pampered by the master, he rolled his eyes half a circle: "I heard that literacy is just like how we speak. Once you know it, you won't forget it. If auntie brings Master Huan to the door, please If she helps, it should be fine."

Aunt Zhao raised her head and looked at the beams of the roof with a smile, she stood up enchantingly, and adjusted the white jade button with Wanfu pattern on her neckline: "Mother, remember, for my son, I will do anything. Smiling, she took Jia Huan's hand out of her room, and walked along the corridor to a room she had never been to before.

Aunt Zhou's origins slapped Aunt Zhao in the face, because the other party was a step ahead of her, and it was precisely because of this that Mrs. Wang always lifted Aunt Zhou, who was childless, to stand with Aunt Zhao. It is a means.

Aunt Zhou usually stays in her room except to open the curtain in front of the wife and wait for meals, and she has never seen the other party read anything. She just heard a lot of gossip when she was serving the old lady in her early years.

"Yo, my sister is making small clothes. Who is this for?" Aunt Zhao came generously, and sat down beside Aunt Zhou. The other party looked at the clothes in his hand.

"Looking at the size, our Jia Huan just got married, it's really fate." Aunt Zhao smiled and held the clothes, looking at Aunt Zhou.

Aunt Zhou didn't say a word, just picked up another handkerchief and embroidered slowly.

Aunt Zhao looked at it, wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say, so she slowly puffed up her face, snorted, glanced at Jia Huan, and smiled all over her face, "I heard that sister Is it Mr. Xiucai's daughter, can she read some words?" Aunt Zhao asked cautiously, looking at Aunt Zhou with steady eyes.

Aunt Zhou picked up the needle and thread slowly: "I don't know much." As soon as she spoke, she saw Aunt Zhao's face twisted into a bitter gourd, and she added slowly, "I only read some idle books with my father." He poked another needle with the veil, but the bright red punctured the green leaves, and sat upright on the other side, looking at his own Jia Huan, and then he lost his calm face and put the veil a little annoyed. Throw the child into the sewing basket, "You want me to teach your son to read, yes, but I have one request." Aunt Zhou finally let go, seeing Aunt Zhao's happy face.

"You say what you say, let alone one, I am willing to have a hundred." Aunt Zhao immediately beamed with joy.

"You should know what happened to me back then. I only want one thing. If Huan'er is really successful, I hope he will help me avenge me!" Aunt Zhou spoke without emotion, and looked into Jia Huan's eyes with a smile , her thin lips were pursed lightly, and the black hair on the dish did not look like a woman in her thirties.

Aunt Zhao was puzzled for a moment: "When you brought it in, you only said that your father passed away and there was no one to rely on. Why do you have enemies now?"

Aunt Zhou smiled but didn't look at Aunt Zhao, she just picked up the teacup and poured it for Jia Huan: "Drink and watch, don't worry about it. I'll tell you when the day comes."

Jia Huan reached out to pick up the cup and drank the tea in one gulp, nodded to Aunt Zhou, then got up and pulled Aunt Zhao out.

Aunt Zhao never dared to disobey her son, so she was forced to leave like this.

From the next day, Jia Huan took the books to Aunt Zhou's house, and practiced calligraphy with Aunt Zhou every day.It's just that every time Aunt Zhao comes here, if she doesn't go on errands, she will follow her son. She was originally born as a maid, so she packs her things in a suit. First, she made a suit for Jia Huan to wear to school. The little jacket sewed a cloth bag for him to put books in, and worried that his son would be hungry in school, so he sewed a small hole in the cloth bag and stuffed some simple snacks.

Compared to the phoenix egg who had to bring four or five young servants to hug him when he went to every school, and could pass it to his mouth even if he drank saliva, Third Master Huan had a thorough understanding of the so-called hard life, but he Originally, he had a bad temper, but just because of this, Aunt Zhou suffered a lot from accepting her.

After studying for four or five days, he had half a day free. Jia Huan took the sweeper out of the yard, and before he had walked a few steps, he ran into his elder sister, who had never met a mother.

Tanchun is only one year older than Jia Huan, and now she is only five years old, but she grew up beside the old lady, so she naturally knows the difference between herself and the big sister in the wife's room, and naturally knows that she is not as good as A strand of hair from the second brother in the old lady's arms.She has always been strong, but all her ears are full of bad words about the aunt who gave birth to her, which is a bit contemptuous of her biological mother, but the bond of blood cannot be broken by herself.

"Come here, but younger brother?" Tanchun opened the mouth first, she just ran around the path to this yard that she had never been to before, just wanted to see that younger brother who was of the same blood as herself.

There are towering roses on both sides of the road, covering most of the people's sight in various colors. The two brothers and sisters standing on both sides of the path were silent for a while, even sweeping the flowers with their hands outstretched to follow.Jia Huan just nodded, looked at this strange relative but didn't speak.He waited for the other party to speak first, what kind of intention was there.

Tanchun originally wanted to say something, such as asking his younger brother to go to school and work hard, but he couldn't say anything.Glancing at the maid behind Jia Huan, she bit her lip, tremblingly took out a sachet from her cuff, threw it to Jia Huan, turned around and ran back.

Sweeping flowers hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up, but Jia Huan stretched out his hand and patted it off. He squatted down by himself, looked at the sachet for a while, and then put his hand into his arms without looking at it.Sao Hua secretly circled in her stomach, but didn't say anything.

Jia Huan waved at Sao Hua, and Sao Hua hurriedly squatted down: "Young Master, what's the matter." She couldn't tell what this little child was thinking, but just met his eyes, and her whole body shivered .He didn't open his mouth, but just looked at Saohua and looked up and down for a while: "Huahua is a little small." His voice still belonged to a child, and his conversation was a little soft, probably because he didn't like talking, and his voice didn't sound like it. familiar.

Sao Hua nodded while thinking: "The servant girl is only twelve this year, and she is the youngest one in the family."

Jia Huan nodded. He stretched out his small hand and put it on Sao Hua's face, touching it twice: "It's white, it's beautiful."

Sao Hua turned around in her stomach secretly, not quite understanding what Jia Huan said, but the other party kept touching her face and refused to let go. Although he was only four years old, he was a master after all, but a bastard, but compared to them The maid obviously has more status.Thinking of it this way brings a pink color to the cheeks.

Jia Huan chuckled, and met Sao Hua's eyes: "Coax!" He pretended to explode, and Sao Hua was so frightened that he sat down on the path paved with bluestone slabs. Jia Huan didn't care about her, He turned around and left.