[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

Baochai followed Xue Pan back to Xue's house.

When getting off the sedan chair at the gate, Xue Pan helped his younger sister out first, and then turned around to send money to the bearer. The nanny held Chao'er, Ying'er came to support Baochai, and Hong Jin stood beside the nanny, guarding against her. Walking carelessly, the young master fell.

Mrs. Xue has been waiting in the corridor since her son went to pick him up, but when he heard the voice from the front, he hurriedly came out to greet him.

Baochai greeted her with a smile: "Mother."

"Well, come in and sit down." Mrs. Xue only glanced at her daughter, and then moved close to the nanny and stretched out her hands, "Oh, my good grandson, come, give grandma a hug."

The nanny wanted to hug Chao'er and bow to Mrs. Xue, but Mrs. Xue stopped her: "Don't be too polite when you are holding the child, give it to me quickly."

The nanny smiled and handed the young master over carefully.

Mrs. Xue hugged Chao'er tightly, kissed him on the cheek, and then greeted everyone: "Everyone go into the room and talk."

A group of people passed through the courtyard and went straight to the main courtyard where Mrs. Xue lived. Xiangling tidied her dress in the east wing room and was about to go out to meet people, but her mother grabbed her sleeve.

Mrs. Zhen's face was full of nervousness, and she asked anxiously: "It's the first time we meet your sister-in-law when she returns to her mother's house, and I'm an elder, so it's really unreasonable not to give a meeting gift, and you don't look good either."

Mrs. Zhen was wearing a fine cotton dress when she came, but she changed it and washed it in the past two days, and now she is wearing a new dress made of low-grade silk with plain colors and dark flowers. The whole person became more restrained.

Xiangling felt distressed instantly.

When her mother came here, she didn't even have a decent hairpin on her head. Obviously, the things the young master sent over included materials and jewelry, so why is her mother so shabby?

Mrs. Zhen touched a brand-new golden hairpin on her head, which was given to her by Xiangling, and she smiled: "I don't have anything to sell, just this hairpin is better, wait a minute Give it to your sister-in-law, what do you think?"

Certainly not, there is only such a piece of jewelry on her head, if she pulls it out, she will be bald, not to mention ugly, Baochai will definitely not pick it up, and the scene will be embarrassing.

"This won't work, mother, wait a minute. Not only my sister-in-law is back, but also my nephew." Xiangling was about to go into the house to search through her jewelry box, looking for two things for her mother to get through this test, when Xue Pan suddenly came from outside. came in.

As soon as Baochai came back, Xue could only see her daughter and grandson, and Xue Pan, the son, had to stand aside.The mother and daughter were talking and laughing while walking in the front, Xue Pan fell to the back, he turned his head and looked at his room, wondering why Xiangling hadn't come out, so he came in to look for someone, but he heard such words .

Xue Pan is very convinced of his mother-in-law.

One good thing about Xue Pan is that he has self-knowledge. He thought he was the number one in the silly world, but he didn't expect that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, and his mother-in-law is even better than him!

It would be fine if the mother-in-law came to Beijing alone, at most everyone would just think that the Zhen family was poor, and exchanged the presents for rice to fill their stomachs, and they had Feng Wanrong as a reference.

Wanrong was wearing a new dress made of the best silk and satin, and she had changed four or five times in just two days, each of which was not the same, with a silver hairpin on her head, and a gold hairpin inserted obliquely, and a silver bracelet in her left hand. The right hand has a gold bracelet, and the mother-in-law who follows her doesn't look like an aunt at all, but looks like a dusty nanny.

Mrs. Zhen's hands are rougher than a cook's when she stretches them out due to years of hard work, and her eyes have long since lost their luster due to too much needlework. She is about the same age as Mrs. Xue, but she looks ten years older .

For this, Xiangling has been secretly crying for two nights.

"Xiangling, there's no need to dig through your box." Xue Pan said carelessly, "Did your mother-in-law bring any needlework with her? Gifts are light and affectionate, so I'll give this as a gift. If not, Xiangling quickly find two of her own, Let’s just say it was made by my mother-in-law.”

"How can this be done?" Mrs. Zhen waved her hands desperately, blushing, "There's nothing to be ashamed of."

Xiangling listened to Xue Pan the most, thought for a while and said: "Mother, don't worry, my sister-in-law is not that kind of person."

Mrs. Zhen has a lot of needlework around her, such as handkerchiefs, purses, socks and other small things, all of which she drove out on the boat when she went to Beijing to take the waterway.

Mrs. Zhen lives in her eldest brother's house. Apart from helping with housework, she usually does some needlework and sells it. All the money she gets is handed over to her sister-in-law. Only in this way can she feel that she can live at ease.Therefore, the work she was doing was very good, and she originally planned to make it as a gift for her daughter, but because of her quick hands, she made too many at once, and Xiangling refused to ask for them all, so there were still a few left around.

Even her daughter persuaded her like this, and Mrs. Zhen hesitated: "Really? I always feel that this gift is too thin, and it's not easy to show it."

"Mother-in-law, my brother-in-law is the left servant of the household department. Haven't my sister seen anything good? She doesn't lack jewelry. Put away your gold hairpin." After Xue Pan finished speaking, he glanced at Mrs. Zhen's clothes and thought Not very good, so I muttered to Xiangling, "Mother-in-law is dressed too plainly, and you don't help her dress up. I'll go out later and buy some new jewelry for you."

Xiangling defended in a low voice: "I found good materials the day before yesterday, and I'm helping my mother to make them, but I haven't finished them yet, I'm afraid I have to work on them for another two or three days."

Mrs. Zhen refused to take it at first, thinking that the material was too expensive, so she asked Xiangling to keep it for herself, or make it for the child in her stomach.

Xiangling refused to listen to her, so she picked up the scissors and cut it. Mrs. Zhen had no choice but to say that she would do it herself and let her daughter rest. hands-on.

"Yeah. That's good, let's go to the main courtyard to see my sister." Xue Pan helped Xiang Ling to go out.

Xue Pan has a rough heart, and often speaks out of his head. Although he has good intentions, those words still made Mrs. Zhen feel uncomfortable. She felt very ashamed and couldn't help herself.

Fortunately, this stupid uncle had already helped his daughter to go out, and no one noticed the shame on her face. Mrs. Zhen took a few deep breaths from behind, feeling her face returned to normal, and then followed.

When they arrived at the main courtyard, they bowed to each other. Ziyu carried the tray and walked up to Mrs. Zhen. Mrs. Zhen picked up two new handkerchiefs from inside, watched Baochai's expression carefully, and slowly handed them over, embarrassingly. Said: "I made this with my own hands, don't hold it against me, just keep it for fun."

Baochai quickly took it, smiled generously and said, "Thank you, Auntie, I just want such a handkerchief."

Mrs. Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, she was no longer nervous, and her expression became much more natural. She looked at the child in Mrs. Xue's arms again, and wanted to reach out to tease her, but she was afraid that her hand would hurt the child roughly, so she withdrew her hand and smiled. He said: "I didn't know there was a young master before. I will make another set of clothes in two days to make up for it."

Mrs. Xue answered cheerfully: "My wife, don't worry about it. This child already has several boxes of clothes before he was born. He can't wear them all. There's nothing to waste."

Mrs. Zhen: "I want what I want. I like the child as soon as I see it. Clothes must be made."

Xiangling helped her mother speak, and said to Xue Shi: "Let my mother do it, or she will feel bad."

Baochai once again thanked Mrs. Zhen for her kindness, and while she was talking, Wanrong ran over bouncing around.

The whole family of Xue's family are friendly people, Wanrong came here like a fish into water, within two days she regarded herself as the master, living very comfortably.

When Baochai came to the door, Wanrong was in the kitchen asking the cook for snacks. She didn't want the ones that were made yesterday, she had to make them fresh, so the cook had to make two new plates for her with her supervisor-like eyes.

Wanrong learned this trick from her mother. There is only one servant in the Feng family, who is in charge of everything in the kitchen. Mrs. Feng is also a shrewd person, and she often uses the pretext of talking to the cook to keep a close eye on her. , I am afraid that the other party will steal food behind the master's back.

The Feng family is considered a wealthy family in their village, otherwise they would not be able to afford servants, but they cannot compare with the cooks in the capital. The cooks of the Xue family can make all kinds of dim sum, which are not only delicious, but also small and delicate , so Wanrong often ran to the kitchen these two days.

At that time, Mrs. Zhen didn't pay attention to Wanrong because she was worried about the meeting ceremony. Now when she saw her coming, Mrs. Zhen quickly waved: "Wanrong, come and see Mrs. Jia."

Mrs. Zhen is afraid of being an official from the bottom of her heart, so she dare not be too intimate when addressing Baochai.

Mrs. Xue said with a smile: "We are all a family. It would be too alien to call you that. Wanrong is smaller than Baochai, so you can just call me Cousin."

Wanrong walked in quickly, holding a plate of snacks in her hand, gold and silver jewelry all over her body jingled, and a jade pendant of ordinary color was hanging on her waist.

Baochai has an outstanding appearance, her skin is as white as snow, and she wears brocade clothes. Although there are not many jewelry on her body, all of them are high-quality goods. She sits there like a luminous body, easily attracting everyone's attention.

Wanrong walked up to Baochai, stared straight at her, and was dumbfounded for a moment.

How could there be such a good-looking person in the world, how could there be such a beautiful dress, and how could there be such an exquisite jewelry!

From Baochai's hair to the shoes on her feet, everything Wanrong had never seen before. Only then did she deeply realize the gap between herself and the official wife.

The Feng family is a wealthy family in the village, and as the only daughter in the family, Wanrong is naturally very favored. Her ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and she is the envy of all the girls in the village.She has been arrogant since she was a child, but now she has only met Baochai face to face, and she has the understanding of being a frog in a well, and even feels ashamed of herself.

It is very rude to stare at others like Wanrong. Mrs. Zhen was worried for fear of offending Baochai. .”

"Just call me cousin." Baochai said with a smile, "Cousin come and sit down, don't be too polite."

Only then did Wan Rong regain her senses, realized that she was still holding a plate, and she had an excuse as soon as she rolled her eyes: "I know my cousin is going back to her mother's house, so I went to the kitchen to make this plate of dim sum for my cousin."

"Thank you very much." Baochai didn't move, Ying'er stepped forward to take the plate and put it on the table.

Wanrong was younger than Baochai, and she made special snacks, so Baochai naturally had no choice but to express, so she pulled a golden plum blossom hairpin from her head: "This is for my cousin to wear."

Wanrong was overjoyed, her eyes became eager, she quickly reached out to take it, and said happily, "Thank you, cousin."

Mrs. Zhen was stunned for a moment, and said politely: "She is still young, so she doesn't need such expensive things."

Wanrong didn't like this, and she didn't even look at Mrs. Zhen when she heard it, she just held the hairpin tightly, and Baochai smiled and said: "This is a little wish from me. I have accepted all the gifts from my aunt. Can't accept it?"