[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

Since you want to go out, you have to let the master know.

Because she just cried, Xue went back to the house to wash her face, and then went to see Mrs. Song, and said that she wanted to go out of the house to visit her son tomorrow.

In the past, when Jia Yucun was not in the limelight, Mrs. Song and him depended on each other for life, and no one knew better than her the suffering of orphans and widowed mothers.Not to mention, the current Xue family is not as good as he was back then, at least Jia Yucun didn't throw himself into prison at that time.

Mrs. Song sighed twice, feeling pity involuntarily, she took out a purse containing two taels of silver and insisted on giving it to Mrs. Xue.

Mrs. Xue was still thinking about Baochai's words, and refused to accept it: "Hurry up, old lady, take it back, you are like this...we are too embarrassed to live anymore."

Seeing that she insisted on refusing, Mrs. Song had no choice but to let it go, and asked when she was going to leave, if she wanted to hire a sedan chair, etc., Xue answered them one by one, so that the old lady didn't have to worry.

At night, Jia Yucun didn't come back until the end of Haishi, smelling heavily of alcohol, Fan Jiaoxing, who had already rested, quickly got up to serve him.

Qiuyue was so busy that she served tea first, then hurried to the kitchen to get bath water, and was busy washing the clothes that the master had changed.

Fan Jiaoxing didn't pretend to be coquettish at this time, she prepared a change of clean clothes with her own hands, and when Aunt Li brought hot water, she also ordered to cook some hangover soup and bring it.

Jia Yucun was sitting in the large bathtub, excited by the hot water, most of the smell of alcohol dissipated in an instant, after taking a bath, when she came out in her underwear and trousers, Fan Jiaoxing was holding a handkerchief , waiting to wipe his hair with a smile.

"Master, are you hungry? Do you want to cook a bowl of noodles?"

Jia Yucun Da Ma Jindao sat on the chair, closed his eyes and thought about something, while Fan Jiaoxing stood behind him, brushing his hair lightly while looking for something to say.

"No need." Without even opening his eyes, he uttered two words lightly.

Jia Yucun was trying to recall what kind of person Qian Qingan was in his impression.

He does things well, never shows up for no reason, and doesn't form cliques, such an unattractive person, after a deep chat, he finds out that he is also a capable person.

He looks taciturn, but he actually has something to say and an open mind. No wonder he was recruited by the fourth prince in private.

Jia Yucun was thinking about things alone, and didn't pay much attention to Fan Jiaoxing, but Fan Jiaoxing was not reconciled.

The master almost never hangs around women, he distinguishes wives and concubines very clearly, he comes to the backyard either to pay respects to the old lady, or to sit in his own room to show face to his wife.

Since her son's death, Fan Jiaoxing has been drinking decoctions for nourishing her body all year round, hoping to conceive another child.She didn't want to get too estranged from the master, but she didn't understand the outside things, so she could only try to find topics in the backyard.

"Today..." She had just thought of a beginning, when Qiuyue came in to deliver hangover soup, so her voice changed, "Master, let's hangover first."

Jia Yucun opened his eyes, his hair had been wiped half dry by Fan Jiaoxing, with his long hair hanging like this, he walked over to the table and sat down, took a bowl and drank it down.

"What did you just say?" Although Fan Jiaoxing interrupted the train of thought in his mind just now, he wouldn't blame her for such a trivial matter.

"At the old lady's place today, I heard from Mrs. Xue that she wants to go out to visit the prison tomorrow." Fan Jiaoxing changed into another clean handkerchief, stood behind him and continued to wipe it gently.

For some reason, just thinking of Xue Baochai's elder brother who is in prison, as if she had an extra piece of dirt on her body, Fan Jiaoxing couldn't stop her secret pleasure.

"Oh." Jia Yucun's expression was indifferent, and nothing special could be seen between his brows and eyes, which made Fan Jiaoxing feel more at ease.

"Stop wiping, rest, I'm sleepy." Jia Yucun pushed her hand away and walked to the bed.Soon, there was the sound of even breathing after falling asleep on the bed.

Fan Jiaoxing held the handkerchief in her hand, her face was dazed...

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Ying'er was left behind, and Xue went out with Xiangling and Baochai.

Because I still had the package in my hand, I asked Shuangfu to call three small sedan chairs from the street in advance.Xiangling didn't want to spend more money, and said that two sedan chairs were enough, and she could walk beside her.

How could Mrs. Xue agree to her? Baochai pushed Xiangling into the sedan chair with a push and a smile, and then got into the sedan chair by herself.

The three of them sat on a roof, and the bearer lifted him up steadily, and walked for a long time before stopping. Baochai paid the fare, and then stared at the scenery in front of him, dumbfounded.

The Prison of the Ministry of Punishment is located in Beicheng. Outside is a solid and tall stone wall. There is a gate in the middle, guarded by four jailers armed with knives. On the door are four large characters carved in stone: Prison of the Ministry of Punishment.

It looks very majestic and solemn, but it makes people feel a little dull and depressed for no reason.

Baochai felt apprehensive, she had never even entered the police station.

Mrs. Xue had known about the situation in advance, so she took a deep breath, let Xiangling and Baochai wait in place, and went forward alone with the package, said a few words, and slipped a purse quietly, and then came back to tell , you can go in.

The package was rummaged through, and the guards didn't have the patience to wrap it up as it was, and threw it back after wrapping it up indiscriminately. Xiangling hurriedly followed, without daring to complain, and walked in behind Xue with her head down.

The passage was narrow and long, with high brick walls on both sides, so it was estimated that it would be difficult for even a mosquito to fly out.

A jailer led the way, turned left and right, passed several cells, and finally arrived at the place.He roughly knocked on the wall with the scabbard at his waist, and shouted carelessly: "Hey, someone is here to see you."

Then, he turned his head and said to Mrs. Xue: "You can only stay for a quarter of an hour, pay attention."

Mrs. Xue thanked her repeatedly.For the sake of her son, she lowered her attitude so low that even a small prison guard was willing to put on a smiling face to please him.

It was the first time for Baochai to come to such a place, and she couldn't help but quietly looked around.

There is no window here, only a lamp is lit not far from the entrance of the passage, the light is dim, and the smell is filthy, like a dump of garbage that has not been treated for many years, making people nauseous.

There should be people locked up in the next few cells. I don’t know if they were crushed by the severe punishment, or their hearts were wiped out by the dark environment. Even if someone came in to visit the prison, they couldn’t arouse their interest. They were as old as dead. Just stay where you are.

Of course, if they were going to be restless, the two jailers guarding the entrance of the passage were not for nothing.

Xiangling couldn't help but threw herself on the cell door, looked inside eagerly, and kept calling: "Young master? Young master?"

Xue Shi bent down to send the jailer away, and joined in the call, but Baochai, who seemed to be one step behind, was a little indifferent.

The room Xue Pan lived in was in a poor location, the farthest from the lamp, and it was dark inside, making it difficult to see clearly for a while.After a while, the three people who just came in finally got used to the light here, and then they saw clearly that there was a person lying on the straw pile inside.

Slowly, the man moved, and at the same time there was a rustling sound of iron chains.

"Son, mother is here to see you, come quickly and let mother see!" Xue's tears were like broken beads, and his voice was mournful.

"Master, Master!" Xiang Ling also cried.

Baochai watched quietly, really unable to integrate into their emotions, and couldn't resonate with them.

Xue Pan almost thought that he was thinking too much on weekdays, so that he had auditory hallucinations.He moved slowly, looking out uncertainly.

Originally, every two weeks, the family would send people to visit him, bring him clothes, food and money so that he could live more comfortably in prison.

When the day came, but no one came, he was angry and angry, yelling and yelling every day, the jailer waited patiently for a few days, not only did not wait for the filial piety from Xue's family, on the contrary, he heard that Ningrong and Rong's houses had been ransacked, and immediately Stop treating Xue Pan as a human being.

They immediately changed Xue Pan from the spacious, bright upper-class room close to the ventilation to this dark and damp lower-class room. .

Xue Pan didn't believe it at first, but after waiting for his family to arrive, he gradually believed it too.

Living in the worst cell, eating the worst food, and the jailer no longer looked at him differently, the hostility and irritability around him had long since dissipated, leaving only endless panic and fear.

He was afraid of being abandoned by his relatives, and also worried that his mother and sister would not know what to do outside.

"Mother, my dear mother..." Xue Pan saw the people outside, and immediately burst into tears, dragging his bracelet and anklet to the door.

"Mom, I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

"Son, mother misses you too..."

"Master, Master..."

Xue Pan, Xue Shi and Xiang Ling, the three embraced and cried together.

Baochai stood at the back, sizing up this cheap brother carefully with the faint light, but he didn't see the legendary fat head and big ears. On the contrary, if the dirt on his face was ignored, Xue Pan could also see it. Reluctantly called a good-looking.

Baochai couldn't help touching her face, and then thought about Xue's face. With the genes of this family, how ugly could Xue Pan be?

Perhaps, it's just that he lived too rich and carefree before, so he ate and became obese.Every fat man is a potential stock, this statement has been strongly verified by Xue Pan.

"My son, you have suffered." Xue cried bitterly, stretched out her hand to stroke Xue Pan's face, her heart ached as if she had been gouged out, "You have become so thin!"

"..." Baochai twitched the corners of her mouth. In fact, Xue Pan's body shape is just right now. Visually, he is 1.7 meters five and weighs 140 kilograms. Blow away?

"Mother, I'm not bitter." Xue Pan wiped away tears, deeply remorseful, "If I have the opportunity to go out in the future, I will be filial to you and never do the stupid things I used to do."

For nearly a month or so, Xue Pan lived an unnatural life.

He has always been aloof and has never worried about money. Even in the prison, it is like a vacation. He eats well, drinks well, and wears well. Even the vicious jailers run back and forth, doing their best to serve him.

All of a sudden, the guards who saw the money eyes changed their faces. Not only did they rob him of his food and drink, but they even stripped him of his satin clothes and took them out to exchange for money.

With the front and back faces, Xue Pan calmed down, and finally he was willing to think with his soybean-like brain.

Only then did he suddenly realize that without the protection of his relatives, he could achieve nothing, and his mother was so tired that he used up all the family's money, and he didn't know how his mother and younger sister lived outside.

He is neither a good son nor a good brother.

The author has something to say: Xue Pan: I look handsome after losing weight, do you believe it?