[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

Mrs. Zhen did not want to stay in her heart.

When the Gourd Temple was on fire, there was really no other way but the whole family had to go to her father. This kind of defection was different from other people's fighting the autumn wind, because at that time the master still had money in his hand, so he asked her father to help him buy a house and some fields. Lived my life.

What about me now?With only a few taels of silver around, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a pauper.If you really live with your son-in-law's parents, eat other people's clothes, wear other people's clothes, and use other people's clothes, will you not be annoying after a long time?It will also make Xiangling unable to hold her head up in her in-law's house.

"No, no." Mrs. Zhen smiled, "I've been living in the south, and this is the first time I've been back to the north. To tell you the truth, I'm really not used to the climate here. It's too dry. Next month I'll go home."

There is a huge difference between the north and the south, not only the climate, but also the food. Newcomers can't get used to it every year or two.

Xiangling sighed when she heard the words, not knowing what to do.

After all, it was her own daughter. Mrs. Zhen couldn't see her feeling uncomfortable, and was about to pat the back of Xiangling's hand, when her arm was half stretched out, her eyes fell on Xiangling's white, tender and smooth hands, Mrs. Zhen's movements paused, and then changed. direction, only patted Xiangling on the shoulder.

She comforted: "I can come here and see you with my own eyes. I will have no regrets in this life. You don't have to be sad."

Xiangling was silent, and it took a long time before he said: "He comes and goes in a hurry, it would be better not to see you."

If she doesn't see her, she won't miss her so much, and if she sees her, she will be even more worried. If only her mother had a good life in Feng's family, it's fine, but it's in such a situation, no wonder Xiangling's eyes are slightly red with sadness.

Mrs. Zhen didn't feel much better, so she hurriedly changed the topic: "By the way, before I came, your aunt asked you to do something for her."

Xiangling's thoughts were indeed diverted, she raised her head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Wanrong is about to be 15 years old. It is the age of relatives. There are no outstanding talents in such a small place in the countryside. Your aunt thinks that you are married so well, so she should take care of Wanrong and find someone with good character and family background. It's okay, when Wanrong marries and comes to the capital, you two sisters will be considered companions here, so I can feel more at ease. What do you think?"

Mrs. Zhen looked at Xiangling expectantly, Xiangling opened her mouth slightly, speechless in shock.

"Mom, it's not that I don't want to help, it's mainly because I don't know anyone, where can I go to talk about marriage?" Xiangling was in a dilemma.

Mrs. Zhen chuckled twice: "You are a young daughter-in-law with a thin skin, so you don't know many people because you don't go out often. What about your mother-in-law? You can ask her, and your aunt is on the other side. She is an official wife. With a wide network of contacts, I must know many young talents."

"I..." Xiangling wanted to refuse, but after all, this was the first time her mother begged her, so she could only hesitate, "I'll find a chance to talk, you must not have too much hope."

"Don't worry, I don't want you to be in trouble. Your aunt never thought that she had to marry into a rich family. How unsuitable it would be. As long as she is better than someone from a small town in the town. Don't worry, just search carefully. This has to take its time."

Xue Pan sent Baochai's mother and son back to Jia's house, and handed them over to Mrs. Song intact. shop.

When Xue woke up from her afternoon nap, Xiangling hurried over to pay her respects, and then carefully mentioned Wanrong's matter.

Xue's expression was exactly the same as Xiangling's at that time - she was speechless in shock.

In good conscience, this girl Wanrong, no matter her family background, appearance or character, has nothing that she can hold her hands on.Family background, an out-and-out farmer's family; looks, she can't even compare with Xiangling; character... Hehe, Xue Shi has lived for most of his life anyway, and after getting along for a few days, it's not like she can't even look down on a little girl's nature Come out, not to mention Wanrong is a person who doesn't know how to hide herself.

"Xiangling, it's not that I don't want to help. You know that since our family moved here, we have rarely dealt with other people. Even the young master restrained him from making friends indiscriminately."

Even if Mrs. Xue didn't say that, Xiangling knew about the situation, and didn't know anyone at all, so where could she introduce someone to Wanrong?

Xiangling couldn't bear to let his mother down, so he mustered up the courage to suggest in a low voice: "Auntie... I wonder if there is a suitable candidate?"

Mrs. Xue pondered for a while: "After Baochai got married, most of the people who had relationships with the inner house were also officials. If they were not in the right household, it was not easy to speak up. On the other hand, Mrs. Song may still have some hope. How about it, tomorrow morning I will Go there, don't tell your mother, I dare not guarantee it, so as not to make her happy in vain."

Xiangling hurriedly thanked: "Let the mother worry about it."

The next day, Baochai had had breakfast, and while the sun was out, she was playing with the children in the garden. The old lady was also there, and the senior management brought Mrs. Xue in.

"Hey, my wife is here, come and sit down, Yuhuan serves tea." Mrs. Song greeted.

Baochai was holding Chao'er in her arms, teasing him to look at a chrysanthemum. He turned around when he heard the sound, and said with a smile, "Mother is here. Brother brought you here? What about others?"

Mrs. Xue approached: "I didn't ask him to see you off, I came by myself in a sedan chair."

Mrs. Song invited Mrs. Xue to sit down and asked her if she had had breakfast. Mrs. Xue said that she had been at home, and the three of them started chatting, talking and laughing, the sun rose higher and higher, and Chao'er fell asleep in the cradle , Hongjin was holding an umbrella to shield him from the sun.

It was also the time when Mrs. Song was taking a nap in the morning, and she said to Mrs. Xue: "Let Baochai take you to the east chamber for a sit. I am an old bone, and I feel tired after playing for half the morning, so I can't accompany you guys." .”

Mrs. Xue hurriedly said: "The old lady just go."

Old Mrs. Song got up and was not in a hurry to leave. She glanced at her grandson in the cradle and said to Baochai, "Just take Chao'er to me. You and your mother will be more at ease."

Baochai pursed her lips and smiled. The old lady was reluctant to leave her grandson even when she was sleeping, so she asked the nanny to hug Chao'er, and told Yinger and Hongjin to follow.

Mrs. Song: "Ying'er stays here to serve you, and Hong Jin just follows. Besides, there are Yu Huan and Yu Xi in my courtyard."

A large group of Hulala people followed the old lady, and there were only three people left in the garden, Xue Shi, Baochai and Yinger.

Baochai saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on Xue's forehead, and said, "Mother, it's getting hot, and we should go back to the house too?"

Mrs. Xue was not thin in the first place, but the past six months have been getting better and better, and she has gradually become richer, sweating when she gets hot, she wiped her forehead with a handkerchief, and joked: "I don't blame Xiangling's mother for always saying no. I'm used to it, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival today, and it's still so sweltering."

Ying'er: "If you want to cool off, you have to wait until the end of September. I'll go to the kitchen and ask for two bowls of heat-relieving soup."

"Well, go ahead and get a few more snacks." Baochai nodded, walking back with Xue's arm, chatting, "Aunt Zhen is going back? Otherwise, why would she say that."

"It's still early. When I came here, I said I would stay in Beijing for a month."

All the way back to the East Chamber, after sitting down, Mrs. Xue slowly explained the reason for her visit: "...That's the matter, I didn't want to trouble you, you know Xiangling's temper, I won't go if I don't take a trip." Excuse me. What do you think of that girl Wanrong?"

Before Baochai could answer, Yinger, who came in to deliver tea, interrupted with a smile, "It's not very good."

Baochai glared at her lightly, and then answered Xue: "She's very lively, and her eyes are bright, but she's a bit too lively."

Eyes are the windows to the soul, bright and energetic eyes are the most flattering, but if the eyeballs are too lively, spinning like a spinning top and unable to stop, it will appear a little mischievous and evil-minded.

Xue couldn't help laughing, and patted Baochai lightly: "There are only us mother and daughter here, and you are too euphemistic. If you ask me, that girl really has never seen the world, but she just likes to put on airs. She treats Ziyu in your sister-in-law's house as an ordinary girl, and she yells and drinks all day long. Ziyu is also soft-tempered, and will only swallow her anger."

Baochai frowned slightly: "She doesn't know that Ziyu is my brother's consort?"

Although Tongfang girl cannot be regarded as a serious master, she is also different from ordinary girls.Even if they are ordinary girls, they are divided into first, second and third classes.

"Why don't you know! Later, when I found out that Ziyu was the housekeeper, Wanrong liked to order her to do things even more. Could it be that she wanted to vent her anger for your sister-in-law?"

Baochai shook her head: "Who knows, sister-in-law doesn't talk about her?"

"Hey, your sister-in-law is even more of an aggrieved temperament, expecting her to speak for Ziyu? It should be that she rewarded Ziyu in private, and persuade her to bear it."

"Let's not talk about them. Mom, to be honest, I don't know any young talents. If you want to talk about my mother-in-law, she is a person who doesn't like to go out to socialize. Besides, Wanrong..." Baochai paused. Say something ugly, "It's better not to get involved in such troublesome things? It's all right after getting married. If life is not happy, don't you come to the door to cry every day? Maybe you will blame us for cheating on her."

"Why don't I know? I don't like to be a matchmaker for others. This is your sister-in-law who begged me. No matter what, I have to go for her. As for the old lady, I won't ask. I'll go back. Just say that I have asked, but it is not suitable."

"Well, that's fine too."

Mrs. Xue had lunch at Jia's house, and then went home, asked the girl to invite Mrs. Zhen, and said slowly: "I have inquired for you. There is really no suitable family for Mrs. Song and Baochai." Well, the aristocrats in the capital basically made an appointment at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and the rest of the ages are not suitable. Look at the in-laws, or choose a good marriage for Wanrong in the hometown, so that It's also close to my mother's house."

Mrs. Zhen's eyes darkened, and she sighed in disappointment.

Of course she knew that Wanrong, the son of the official family, was out of reach. If there was such a low official position, it would be nice to have a concubine in the family.But Xue's refusal was so obvious, she didn't want to insist on him.