[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

As soon as Baochai found out that she was pregnant, before Baochai had fully digested the matter, she was given a strong education by Mrs. Xue who rushed over.

Baochai just listened quietly to what she said, but it was impossible to follow what Xue said.

Not to mention sending the girls around her to her husband's bed, even if he buys someone from outside or sleeps in other women's houses, these Baochai will not accept it.

Crying, making trouble, and hanging himself three times, Baochai can't do it. Without a man, is it true that even the last bit of self-esteem will be lost?

As long as he dares to tear up the contract, she also has her own plans.

It's amazing that they will live their own lives in the future. Her private house money is enough to support her for the rest of her life, and it is more than enough to raise another child. Let Jia Yucun be a husband in name, and the two will not violate the river.

"I remember everything you said before." Jia Yucun said.

Baochai couldn't help but feel happy when she heard this, and asked him deliberately: "It takes a year before and after childbirth, can you really bear it?"

"Are you looking down on me?" Jia Yucun narrowed his eyes slightly, looking a little dangerous, "I don't even have the patience for this, and I won't be what I am today."

That's true, without a woman, he still has his own hands. Baochai secretly praised him, and poured out the compliments like no money: "I knew you were a person who kept your word. You said it at the beginning." , you can do it, I have confidence in you. You are so capable, you are an upright gentleman, how can you be defeated by such a small difficulty?"

After finishing speaking, Baochai resisted the awkwardness in her heart, and imitated Mrs. Song's loving appearance, and touched her flat belly: "When the child is born, it will definitely feel very happy when it sees the love between the parents and the husband and wife." .”

There are strong hints in and out of these words, if you can't help but find another woman, we will not be in love, and it may affect the psychological growth of the child.

Baochai's little trick was almost transparent to Jia Yucun, and he understood it as soon as he heard it.If it were any other woman who said such things in front of him, he would definitely turn around and walk away with his sleeves flung, so he didn't have the patience to deal with it.

But Baochai was different, even a clumsy little trick seemed fresh and lovely to him.

He couldn't help but think of what happened before he was five years old. His mother was still a concubine at that time, and she bowed her knees in front of the mistress, submissive, often not even daring to lift her head.

Jia's family is sparsely populated, and as the only male in the family, he naturally attracts much attention. The mistress' love for him is also true, and she often teases him with her father.

At that time, what he thought most was that if his own mother could stand beside his father openly, so that he could hold his father with his left hand and his mother with his right hand, this would be the happiest day.

Jia Yucun let out a breath slowly, hugged Baochai into his arms, and slowly stroked her belly with his big palm, with infinite love in his eyes: "Don't worry, it will definitely be better than when I was a child."

His affection came naturally, probably because of his special desire for children.On the other hand, Baochai only found out that she was pregnant this morning. Such a day was not enough to arouse her mother's love. What was left was shock, confusion, and calm acceptance.

Comparing the two sides, Baochai felt a little ashamed, and she decided to be a qualified mother from this moment on.

……

After a few heavy snowfalls, the New Year's Eve is approaching quietly, and the closer the end of the year, the more things will happen, especially in Jia Yucun. Not only do they have to deal with various road leaders and colleagues when they are away, but they also have to arrange New Year's Eve rituals among relatives and friends when they get home.

The relationship between these relatives should have been the responsibility of the mistress of the inner house. Mrs. Song and Fan Jiaoxing were both girls. Due to this limitation, they did not dare to make decisions on their own about important etiquette. In the end, they always had to keep looking for Jia Yucun made up his mind.

Over time, Jia Yucun simply took over the matter and let them worry less.

This year I thought I could hand it over to Baochai, but she was pregnant again and couldn't bear the fatigue, Jia Yucun had no choice but to carry on by herself, busy like a spinning top every day.

Baochai's belly was slightly distended, and her bosom was very good, she could eat and sleep without taboos.Since she was pregnant, she has kept her face plain every day, without any rouge or lip balm, for fear of harming the fetus.

Even without makeup, she is still astonishingly beautiful, her complexion is rosy, her eyes are sparkling, her lips are not smudged, and her whole body looks pink and tender, like delicate flowers on spring branches.

Mrs. Song took her hand more than once, and said with emotion: "The reputation of Rouzhimi is not for nothing. Look, she looks so good! I look even better than others with makeup on. Woolen cloth!"

Fan Jiaoxing's heart was sore when she heard that, if she had two bowls of rouge rice as offerings every day, she would still have such a good complexion.

One day, a man suddenly came outside, a young man about 20 years old, short, dark-skinned, and thin, wrapped in a half-worn stone blue thick padded jacket, walked back and forth in front of Jia's house more than ten times, The look of probing the brain is very eye-catching.

Seeing his strange behavior, the concierge hurriedly reported it to the housekeeper.

The executive came out to have a look, and took the initiative to stop the young man: "I heard from the gatekeeper that you have been wandering around here since early in the morning. In such a cold day, you must be looking for someone, right?"

"Hey, I'm here to look for my sister. I'm not sure if it's this family, and I'm afraid that the big family has too many rules, and if I rush to the door, I will be beaten out."

The young man spoke very politely, and raised his red and swollen hands to salute the senior executive.He looked very honest, with a flattering smile on his face and a cautious expression.

The senior manager was kind-hearted, and he didn't look down on him because of his shabby clothes. Instead, he pitied him for being frozen in the cold weather, and said, "Which one are you looking for? What's your sister's name? I'm fairly familiar with this area. If you Don’t dislike it, let me inquire for you, lest you suffer from the cold here.”

The high-ranking family only thought that it was a girl from which family he was looking for, but they didn't want that person, but said: "My sister's surname is Fan, and her girlfriend's name is Jiao Xing. I heard that she married into Jia's family and will be the wife of the official."

The senior executive took a deep breath, not daring to make his own decisions, and the master was not at home, so he had to invite people into the concierge to sit and warm himself by the fire, while sending someone in to inform Fan Jiaoxing.

Fan Jiaoxing had just drank the medicine, her mouth was full of bitterness, and she was holding a sweet mouthful of sweet plums. After hearing the message from the servant, she was so shocked that she almost swallowed the nucleus.

"Looking for my sister, whose surname is Fan, whose name is the same as mine?"

Fan Jiaoxing spat the plum kernels into the handkerchief, then handed it to the little girl to wash, then took out a new handkerchief and wiped her mouth with disbelief on her face.

"Yes. Ma'am, I'm in the concierge now. Would you like to come in and see me?"

Fan Jiaoxing didn't answer, she stood up, twisting the handkerchief in her hand and circling on the ground, her heart was both nervous and uneasy, most of all she was looking forward to it.

How could she miss her natal family?

When I grew up, what I thought about most at night was who my parents were, what they looked like, why I sold myself back then, why didn't I come to recognize my relatives now...

These questions have always taken root in her heart, even when she worked hard every day as a girl, no matter how tired she was, she had to think about it before going to bed.

It wasn't until she married Jia Yucun that her days got better and better, and she gradually stopped thinking about it.Now that such a surprise hit her head, she couldn't believe it.

Fan Jiaoxing pondered, she was 32 years old this year, to put it bluntly, she was afraid that her parents were long gone, and this younger brother who suddenly appeared did not know if it was true or not.

Qiuyue knows her temperament well, if she doesn't see her today, she will regret it very much in retrospect, and Madam will take out her anger on these girls again.

Qiuyue suggested: "Why don't you call someone in to take a look first? It's not good to just let it hang out like this. Or, let him go home first, and invite him to come over when the master is at home some other day."

Although Fan Jiaoxing had doubts in her heart, everyone was here, and she was really unwilling to see her face. She hurriedly ordered to come in quickly, and asked Qiuyue to give some copper coins to the servant who sent the message.

Not long after, the senior executive accompanied the young man to the east chamber.

Before the senior executives had time to salute Fan Jiaoxing, the young man was very clever. As soon as he entered the room, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, crying and said, "Sister, my brother is late, please don't blame me."

This kneeling took a lot of effort, and everyone in the room could hear the crisp sound of kneecaps colliding with the stone-paved ground.

Qiuyue gasped, turned her head and couldn't bear to look.

The senior executives were also secretly amazed, this kneeling is too sincere, maybe the knees are blue, right?

Fan Jiaoxing was taken aback for a moment, then his cries aroused her homesickness.She was suddenly moved, and repeatedly told the senior manager: "Steward, quickly help him up."

When he got up, the young man staggered two steps, obviously he hurt his leg from that kneeling, Fan Jiaoxing was convinced by this appearance.

For no reason, who would kneel down to her so sincerely.

Fan Jiaoxing took the opportunity to scrutinize the other party carefully, the young man was not tall, he looked not as good as Baochai, Fan Jiaoxing felt a little displeased.

As a man, it is too short.

Looking closely at his facial features, he has a long face with a pair of sparse eyebrows, his eyes are thin and long, his nose bridge is a bit short, his thin lips are tightly pursed, his eyes are half down, he doesn't dare to look at people.

Fan Jiaoxing actually saw some of her own appearance from his face, she was shocked, could it be that they are really siblings?Otherwise, how could they be so similar? At this moment, she had already believed it five points in her heart.

"Sit down first, Hongling serves tea." Fan Jiaoxing ordered.

Hongling and Hongjin were bought in the same batch, and they were named after Mrs. Song. One was allocated to the East Wing and the other to the West Wing.

Hong Ling's sense of presence is very weak, she never pinches her head to be strong, and she doesn't like to approach her master, and she won't enter the house unless the master calls her. Fan Jiaoxing's calling her here is also because Qiuyue turned her head away, so she is unprecedented He called Hong Ling.

The young man didn't dare to sit down, so he looked at the senior executive.

The senior manager was amused by his behavior. As a housekeeper, how dare he sit in front of his wife.He encouraged: "Madam let you sit, you sit down and talk."

The boy still didn't dare.

He rubbed his hands, then touched the half-worn thick padded jacket on his body, and secretly glanced at the large carved chair in the room, as if he was afraid that he would dirty the brocade cushion on the chair, he flattered him He smiled and said, "I can just stand."

Fan Jiaoxing looked down on his timid and timid appearance, without the slightest temperament, even inferior to the girl in front of her, so she was angry and knocked on the table with her hand.

This time, the young man immediately shrank his head in fright.

Fan Jiaoxing held her breath, thinking that her family's ugliness should not be publicized, so she smiled and said to the senior management: "Go out and do your work first, I'll leave him to talk for a while."

The senior executive paused, saluted and left.