[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

Throughout the afternoon, Yinger was absent-minded, wondering if Jia Yucun would come over at night.

He also had a normal reason for not coming. After all, his daughter had menstruation, and the master could only watch when he came. It would be better not to come if such a disappointment.

It was reasonable for him to come, at least it was only the second day of marriage, even if he couldn't do anything, he could have a meal or talk with the girl, so that everyone would know that the master liked the girl.

"Alas..." Ying'er sighed for the sixth time, looking at Baochai who was slowly leaning on the couch and slowly weaving a net, she shook her head, the girl's heart is so big, how could she not feel at all?

"You've disturbed my idleness." Baochai raised her eyelids and said lazily.

The west chamber is very spacious, with brand-new furniture and complete colors|colors, incense is burning in the room, there is a Tang Pozi in her arms, and there are snacks and hot tea on the kang table. On such a day, do you still have to sigh?That's really unsatisfactory.

Thinking about the place I lived in before, it was small, old and had a musty smell. Now the West Wing is simply a paradise.

"Girl!" Ying'er stomped her feet angrily, "You're still in a leisurely mood. If the master doesn't come over at night, others won't be able to laugh at you?"

"So what if you don't come?" Baochai asked strangely, "If he doesn't come, I won't be what I am now? It's such a good day, calm down, and instead of thinking about it here, why don't you eat two more plates of snacks. Come on." ,Fast food."

Baochai pushed the snacks on the kang table towards Yinger.

Ying'er had no appetite, she shook her head and said no.

She was sitting on the small bench in front of the couch, holding a dress made for Baochai in her hand, her mind had long since given up on sewing, and she hadn't seen her sewing a few stitches all afternoon.

"Girl, it's not that I talk too much. You and the master haven't achieved good things yet, and I'm always not at ease." Ying'er said this in a very old-fashioned way, which didn't match her age at all. "It's not just me who is worried, Presumably the wife thinks the same way. Please do me a favor and show some respect to the master, huh?"

Jia Yucun gave Baochai the status, gave her a place to live, took over the responsibility of Xue Pan, and promised to take care of her for the rest of her life. For such an old-age security, how could Baochai not have a good relationship with him?

But, why is it so awkward for Yinger to say this meaning?Good things have been done!

Baochai scolded with a smile: "You are young, where did you learn these words?"

"I'm only one year younger than you, and I'm eighteen this year." Ying'er pursed her lips and smiled, "That's nothing, I've heard of more exaggerated things than this."

?The ancients always reported their ages only as imaginary ages, which is equivalent to a senior high school student in later generations.

Baochai didn't want to listen to her nagging, so she hurriedly said, "You're only eighteen and you're so talkative, you might be 38."

Ying'er was not happy when she heard this, she pouted and looked at Baochai aggrievedly.

"Okay, I don't think you're in the mood for work, you take two plates of snacks on the table, go see Tweety, talk to her for a while, play outside for a while before you come in, I have nothing to do here , no one needs to wait on you.”

Aunt Li and Cui'er in the kitchen had helped Baochai and the others a lot before, and Ying'er liked to talk to Cui'er. She dug out a food box, put two plates of snacks in it, and said insincerely, "I'm not a child. , what are you playing?"

Having said that, Ying'er happily went to play with Cui'er with the food box, and when she came out, she saw Hong Jin standing outside the door, and she hurriedly said: "Young lady is inside, call soon You go in quickly."

Hong Jin nodded and said he knew.

Baochai didn't know Hongjin well, unless Ying'er wasn't around, she wouldn't call her another girl, and Hongjin knew this too, so she wouldn't take the initiative to move forward, so as not to offend her master.

Jia Yucun went out and came back in the middle of the afternoon.

Because the family bought two more servants, he left Shuangfu to guard the study, and when he went out, he only took Shuangshou or the other two new servants, Shuangan or Shuangkang, to replace them in turn.

Shuangfu welcomed Jia Yucun into the study, waited for him to change into a robe, and only after serving tea did he bring out a letter and an invitation.

Jia Yucun drank two sips of tea before taking it to read. The letter and post were sent by Zhu Rong, the second prince who is known as the King of Beijing Jing. Invite him to the palace to sit down and talk.

Jia Yucun read it, threw the letter and post aside, and let out a cold snort in his heart.

These nonsense are not bad enough to deceive those people in the Rongguo Mansion who have no brains.Regarding Jia Yuanchun's death, Jia Yucun had always been suspicious. How could he suddenly die so suddenly?One dead body and two dead.

After Jia Yuanchun became pregnant|pregnant, she was named a noble concubine by the emperor. Although she died strangely, the emperor refused to order a thorough investigation.

Jia Yuanchun, who used to be beautiful and loved, together with Rongguo Mansion, which was once prominent, are like leaves in late autumn in the palace. When the wind blows, they fall to the ground and are swept away by the palace people. How many people will remember them in the coming year?

Jia Yucun pondered for a while, and then told Shuangfu: "Reply to the post for me, just say that I am not in good health recently, in order not to let others get angry, it is inconvenient to go out temporarily, please forgive me, Second Prince."

Shuangfu felt a little surprised, the post written by the second prince himself, let him go back and forth alone?If this gets out, I'm afraid it will be a crime of disrespect for my master, right?

"Since I'm inconvenient, how can I pick up a pen?" Jia Yucun smiled lightly, and his tone was mocking, "Don't worry, the second prince will punish others casually in order to maintain his reputation as a virtuous king?"

Everyone outside said that the second prince is gentle, respectful and virtuous, and never pretends to be arrogant. To Jia Yucun, he is just a smiling tiger, tearing off the painted skin on the outside, I'm afraid he is even more vicious than the first prince!

Jia Yucun drank tea, watched Shuangfu write a reply, and then handed it over to the boy to the second prince's residence. He also finished his tea and was a little hungry, so he got up and went into the inner courtyard.

What Baochai is weaving is a purse, with a bamboo-green base, and a few plum branches and petals, which are suitable for hanging around the waist in winter to match clothes.

Probably few young girls would like the bamboo green color, they would prefer a more pink color, but if this purse is ready, those wives who are self-reliant and precious should like it.

Compared with the picky little girls, it is clear that the business of rich ladies is better.Even if it is not unusual to buy it home and wear it for two days, I will not say much because of my status, and I will give it to a girl or throw it aside.

Baochai worked very seriously, and just reached the place where the petals were. As soon as he connected a pink wire, he heard the voice of the red brocade outside the house saluting and saying hello: "Master."

Jia Yucun is here?

Baochai hurriedly put down what she was doing, got up and walked out, bumping into Jia Yucun who was coming in, Baochai said blessedly, "Master is back."

"Yes." Jia Yucun nodded.When the red brocade saluted just now, he still had a cold face, and went straight into the house as if he hadn't seen it. Now it was Baochai's turn to greet him, he immediately nodded and smiled, "It's been a while since I came back, I was dealing with things in the front yard just now. .”

After finishing speaking, he looked around and saw that there were two plates of snacks and tea on the kang table on the couch, and two pillows were piled up on the seat on the right. Guessing that this was where Baochai was sitting just now, he walked over to the seat on the left. sit down.

"What kind of tea would you like to drink, master?" Baochai approached and asked.

Jia Yucun touched the teapot on the kang table, and it was still slightly hot. He took out a teacup from the tea tray and poured himself a cup: "This is enough, you sit too."

Baochai was not polite to him. The first day was the most difficult for Auntie, and sitting was better than standing.

Jia Yucun first picked up a piece of snack and put it into his mouth. When he saw the unfinished purse on the side, he wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, picked it up and looked at it carefully: "Is this made for me?"

"..." Baochai neither nodded nor shook his head, just glanced at him and then looked away.

This is for sale, if you give me money, I will give it to you.

Jia Yucun obviously failed to comprehend her philistine's true thoughts, he seemed very happy: "This color is good, the weather is getting colder, and the leaves on the tree are all gone. Instead of looking at those dead branches and leaves, it's better to look at this Enjoy the scenery with your purse."

Baochai smiled awkwardly, but didn't answer.

Jia Yucun pinched the newly attached pink silk thread and asked her, "What is this for?"

"The petals should be paired with a few plum blossoms, otherwise it won't look good when it's bare."

Jia Yucun shook his head and objected: "I don't like colorful flowers, it's enough to match them with any occasion."

His proposal opened up a new way of thinking for Baochai. People in the world have different tastes and preferences, and the petals are complicated, which requires handwork and carefulness. Such a simple style is still a bargain for her.

Perhaps, she should make up two more of these, in case someone really likes it?Like an old lady or something?

Jia Yucun's words have already been said, and Baochai can't give it away if he wants to. It's a waste of work to left and right the purse, so it's better to have a better attitude and try to maximize its human value.

Baochai smiled and said obediently: "Master, don't worry, I will think about it before I do it. It doesn't matter if there are no petals at all. The bare branches make it hard to see what it is. If it is matched with half a plum blossom petal , the artistic conception is different. Even if it is worn by a man, it does not look exaggerated."

"Well said! Half-hidden, half-revealed..." Jia Yucun quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and swallowed back the words "holding the pipa half-hidden".

"What's there?" Baochai blinked her almond-shaped eyes, unable to understand for a while.

"It seems that there is the aroma of plum blossoms in winter." Jia Yucun looked calm, and then changed the subject, "What's for dinner? I'm hungry."

The topic changed so quickly, Baochai knew it clearly.

He came to the West Wing, and he couldn't sleep by himself, so what else could he do besides eat?So he hurriedly called the girl to come in and let him go to the kitchen to see if the food was ready.