[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

Jia Yucun ran to dig Zhu You's wall and spent the whole afternoon wielding a hoe. Although he talked a lot, he still refused to give Qin Yuchuan a word.

Qin Yuchuan didn't mention how anxious he was, but Jia Yucun was smothered by stinky fish, so he didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food during the banquet.

As soon as he got home, he went straight to the West Wing: "Have someone cook me a bowl of noodles."

"Hongjin, go to the kitchen and ask Aunt Li to cook a bowl of shredded chicken noodle soup. Yinger, go fetch water." Baochai hurriedly said, "Master, wash up first?"

"Yes." Jia Yucun nodded.

Yinger fetched water, and Jia Yucun endured the hunger and took a bath to wash off the smell of alcohol, and then ate the noodle bowl with great gulps.

Seeing that he was eating in a hurry, Baochai quickly ate up a bowl of noodles, so she asked concernedly, "Is it enough? Do you want to cook another bowl?"

"No need." Jia Yucun wiped his mouth, "It's enough to pad your stomach indiscriminately, and you have to have dinner later."

He picked up the teacup and drank two sips of tea, then slowly rubbed his cuffs.

This is a new robe, which Yinger rushed to make day and night.

The monthly case sent by the housekeeper last time also included two men's clothes. Baochai knew that it was probably for the master. After all, Jia Yucun entered the backyard and could change clothes at anyone he wanted, so things All compartments must be prepared.

Baochai didn't have time to do it herself, so she gave it to Yinger.

Jia Yucun only thought it was made by Baochai, and he liked the apricot-colored robe on his body.I was secretly happy for a while, and suddenly remembered the purse, so I asked a question.

Baochai had already made it, and he quickly took it out, but Jia Yucun didn't pick it up, so he just spread his hands and waited for Baochai to serve him.

Baochai had no choice but to tie it up for him herself, looking around, she was quite satisfied with her handiwork.

Jia Yucun was also quite satisfied and kept praising her.

Baochai remembered what happened to Xue Pan, and quickly thanked him: "Did the master find someone to fix the jailers? Mother and sister-in-law went to see it, and they said that my brother's life is much easier here, thank you for your trouble."

"It's just a little thing, there's no need to thank me." After a pause, Jia Yucun seemed to say unintentionally, "Anyway, he's still my brother-in-law, and it's my responsibility to take care of him."

What brother-in-law and brother-in-law, a fake marriage, still have to be said like this.Baochai blushed slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly sat down and drank tea from a teacup to cover it up.

The corner of Jia Yucun's mouth was pursed into a smile, afraid of making people anxious, so he didn't continue talking.

When it was time for dinner, the two went to the main courtyard together. Fan Jiaoxing was already there, talking with Mrs. Song.

After entering the house, Jia Yucun and Baochai greeted the old lady first, and then sat down.

Fan Jiaoxing's eyes were sharp, and she saw a new purse hanging from the master's waist at a glance. It was woven with silk thread, which was different from the ones sewn with various silks and satins in the past.

Rare things are precious, Fan Jiaoxing saw many ordinary purses, and at first glance she fell in love with them, but when she recovered, she immediately understood that Baochai must have made them to please the master.

I liked it very much and immediately went to eighty-nine points, my heart was sour, I couldn't help thinking suspiciously, the new three days have passed, where will the master rest tonight?

Fan Jiaoxing was absent-minded, and just after eating, she looked at Jia Yucun eagerly.

Jia Yucun pretended not to notice, and just talked with the old lady. After chatting for a while, he got up and wanted to leave.

Mrs. Song was not blind, she felt sore eyes for Fan Jiaoxing, she hurriedly sent her and Baochai back to the room to rest, as for which room her son would sleep in, she didn't care, besides, she couldn't care, as long as she was in front of her eyes. Just clean it.

The three of them left the main courtyard, Jia Yucun walked in the front, Fan Jiaoxing followed closely, only half a step behind him, Baochai walked unhurriedly at the rear.

In the courtyard, Jia Yucun glanced quickly over the east and west rooms, then turned his head slightly, looking at the two women behind him.

Fan Jiaoxing leaned on Baochai and couldn't see her own face, so she made no secret of her longing and looked at Jia Yucun expectantly. As usual, Baochai lowered her head slightly, showing only the top of her beautiful hair and Smooth forehead.

A gust of autumn wind blew past, making Jia Yucun's heart tremble, a little cold.

"You all go to rest earlier, I have something to do ahead of me, so you don't have to wait for me if you want to go to the study."

Fan Jiaoxing's face was full of disappointment, her lips twitched twice, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Jia Yucun's eyes fell on the pomegranate tree at the side, but out of the corner of his eye, he kept paying attention to this side. After he finished speaking, Fan's reaction was quite normal, but Baochai had already sent him off in Fushen.

Jia Yucun's face darkened, and he pursed his lips and strode towards the study.

"Sister, go slowly, I'm going back to the house first." The master disappeared, Fan Jiaoxing still refused to move, Baochai didn't want to stand in the courtyard to blow the cold wind, so she had to speak first.

"Well, my sister rested earlier." Fan Jiaoxing said politely, but she refused to give way, and rushed into the east chamber.

When Baochai returned to the house, she called Yinger to fetch water to wash.

The menstruation has already passed, and in order to cope with emergencies, she is still wearing a menstruation belt, and it is really uncomfortable to walk around.

After taking a hot bath and putting on a new dress, Baochai lay down on the bed and sighed comfortably.

"Obviously it's already clean, but I still have to tie up this damn thing. How uncomfortable." Ying'er muttered, while tidying the quilt for Baochai, as if she wanted to sleep.

Baochai: "Don't be busy, move a small kang table, I'll do some more work."

Ying'er saw that it was still early, and it didn't matter if she went to bed later, so she went to bring a small kang table and put it on the bed, made another pot of tea, put two plates of fruit on display, and then sat down with her needlework. On the small bench next to the bed, with Baochai.

Baochai patted the bed: "The bed is warm, you come up too."

Ying'er smiled, went up quickly, and sat opposite Baochai.One of the master and the servant is doing handwork and the other is making clothes, and the atmosphere is happy and harmonious.

Fan Jiaoxing in the East Wing also took a bath, Qiuyue came to ask her if she wanted to eat supper, and reported the dishes again.

Fan Jiaoxing thought for a while, and asked her: "Is my medicine ready? While the master is away, bring it to me first."

After drinking the medicine, her mouth was full of bitterness, Fan Jiaoxing hurriedly rinsed her mouth with tea, because she was reluctant to part with these herbs and didn't want to waste them, she even swallowed the tea for rinsing her mouth.

"I don't think the master eats much for dinner. Go to the kitchen and ask for two plates of fried steamed buns, two bowls of chicken noodle soup, and other dishes that you can add to your table. Put them in two food boxes." Fan Jiao Xing wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and ordered.

Qiuyue understood as soon as she heard it. There must be a copy here that must be sent to the master, so she hurried to the kitchen.

Aunt Li was very quick with her hands and feet. After finishing supper, Qiuyue walked to the east chamber with the food box first, and checked it for her wife.Fan Jiaoxing read it and was very satisfied. She kept her share and urged her to send the other copy to the study.

The steamed buns were deep-fried until golden and crispy, and the shredded chicken noodle soup was thick and fragrant. Fan Jiaoxing endured her hunger and waited patiently.What if the master wants to come in to eat with him after seeing the supper she sent?

Not long after, Qiuyue came back empty-handed.

Fan Jiaoxing hurriedly looked behind her, Qiuyue said anxiously: "The master left the supper and is busy now, madam, don't wait, lest the food get cold later."

Fan Jiaoxing curled her lips, feeling uncomfortable, and then remembered that the master didn't come to the East Wing, but he didn't go to the West Wing either.Thinking of this, I felt better again. I ate a bowl of noodles and fried steamed buns before going to bed.

Jia Yucun ate a bowl of chicken noodle soup before dinner, but now he lost his appetite when he saw the noodles again, so he gave all the supper to the boys.

On the second night, he finally entered the east chamber, and Fan Jiaoxing waited on him busily, showing utmost hospitality.

Before Baochai felt anything, Ying'er couldn't sit still.

After Baochai had a heart-to-heart talk with her last time, Yinger changed a lot, but seeing the bustle of the east chamber with her own eyes, and the girls busily bringing in food and wine, Fan Jiaoxing laughed louder than usual A lot of them came in bursts.

Looking at the West Wing again, it was deserted, only myself and the girl were working here, without even making a sound.

For a while, Ying'er couldn't calm down, feeling wronged for her daughter.

Baochai glanced at Yinger several times while she was working, and asked softly, "What's the matter with you?"

"Girl..." Ying'er glanced in the direction of the east chamber, and dared not continue.

"Isn't it all agreed? Why are you still angry about this kind of thing? It's not worth it."

Stirred by her nonchalant appearance, Ying'er argued in a low voice: "I know that the girl is a person with big ideas in her heart, but...a girl depends on her father and brother at home, and after she gets married, the only ones she can rely on are her husband and son. Girl, you are capable, no matter how much money you earn in the future, you must have a man to protect you."

Although the girl is an ordinary wife nowadays, to put it nicely, it is not as good as being the only regular wife in the backyard.If it is a regular wife, no matter how many concubines there are, who would dare to be so presumptuous in front of the regular wife?Everyone can't wait to clamp their tails and be a human being, so don't be annoying.

Baochai doesn't argue with her. Almost all women in this era have this kind of thinking, and they regard their husbands as heaven.It may be difficult to reverse the thoughts Yinger has accepted since she was a child with just one conversation.

She put down the things in her hands, and said thoughtfully: "I know you are restless, and you can't continue your work, why don't we go and see mother?"

That's right, listening to the bustling sounds in the East Chamber here is a kind of torture. Ying'er hurriedly put away the things on the kang table, and followed Baochai to find Mrs. Xue.

Mrs. Xue is also doing needlework, and what she is sewing is a set of Baochai's dress.As soon as Baochai came in, Xiangling hurried to make tea.

Baochai looked at the clothes in Xue's hands, and said concernedly: "It's so late, mother still hasn't had a good rest, why are you doing this? Is it because Yinger is lazy and pushed it to you?" ?”

"It's not too late. I just finished eating and doing something. Two days ago, I saw that Ying'er was busy making my uncle's robe, so I brought it over." Xue asked Baochai to sit down, and said with a smile, "I have nothing to do when I'm free. I'm happy to help you make clothes."

"Mother, take care of your body and don't tire yourself out." Baochai nodded, "Do you want to have supper, mother? Just tell the kitchen what you want to eat."

"I don't eat. I'm already full for dinner. If I eat again at this time, when will I be able to sleep?"

Baochai didn't force her to persuade her, because she was also like this, and she wasn't used to eating too much before going to bed, so as not to feel uncomfortable when lying down.