[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

Baochai walked quickly, and when she returned to the west chamber, her cheeks were still hot, she hurriedly called Yinger to bring a cold water handkerchief.

Previously, Ying'er was only guarding the door and didn't hear Fan Jiaoxing's unrestrained words. When Baochai got angry in the east chamber, she quickly brought a warm handkerchief and asked eagerly: " I wanted to ask just now, why did the girl blush so much? Did Mrs. Fan say something ugly?"

"No." Baochai shook her head and covered her face with a handkerchief, she was too embarrassed to say those words to Yinger.

Fan Jiaoxing's words made Baochai deeply understand the difference between a girl and a woman. Xue Shi also wanted her to get in touch with Fan Jiaoxing more and get along with each other in a friendly way, but I'm afraid it will fail.

I hope Fan Jiaoxing doesn't talk like this in normal times, otherwise she won't dare to chat with her in private in the future.

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After another two days, it was the day to treat guests.

Mrs. Chen brought her son Chen Youming over as a guest. Jia Yucun invited Chen Youming to the study room in the front yard to entertain Mrs. Chen, and Fan Jiaoxing and Baochai invited Mrs. Chen to the backyard together.

Mrs. Chen is about 40 years old this year, with a round body and looks very kind.As soon as she entered the inner courtyard, she hurriedly asked with a smile: "I don't know if the old lady is inconvenient at the moment, I want to go and say hello to her old lady first."

"Why is it inconvenient? The old lady knew you were coming, so she was waiting early in the morning." Fan Jiaoxing replied with a smile.

After entering the main courtyard, I greeted Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song had been specially instructed by Jia Yucun a long time ago, and she would not look at people through the crack of the door. She chatted with Mrs. Chen very kindly.

Mrs. Song is getting old and lacks energy, so she really can't stay with guests for a long time.Mrs. Chen also noticed it, and was about to say something, Fan Jiaoxing hurriedly said: "Mrs. Chen, why don't you sit with me?"

Mrs. Chen quickly agreed, and Mrs. Song told her two daughters-in-law with a smile: "Mrs. Chen is a guest at home, you must treat her well."

All the way to the East Chamber, sat down in the outer room, Qiuyue served tea and snacks, Fan Jiaoxing hurriedly invited Mrs. Chen and Baochai to have tea.

The three of them picked up the teacups and drank tea each.

Taking advantage of the tea break, Fan Jiaoxing glanced at the bud on Baochai's head, feeling unbalanced again.

Obviously they are exactly the same style, the only difference is that one is dotted with pearls and the other is dotted with jade beads, Fan Jiaoxing thinks the one on Baochai's head looks better.

Before, she liked the emerald green jade beads on her swing, but now Fan Jiaoxing felt that it was a bit old-fashioned.

The pink pearl looks so young, it looks pink and tender, if you put it on your head, you will definitely look younger.

Mrs. Chen drank a few sips of tea, put down the teacup and praised Fan Jiaoxing with a smile: "This swing on Mrs. Fan's head is so beautiful, the water head of the beads is so nice, it must be very expensive?"

Fan Jiaoxing, who had a little dislike for it just now, immediately narrowed her eyes with a smile. To be praised by the businessman's wife as very expensive is enough to explain the value of Bu Yao.

She stroked her feet and smiled modestly: "I don't know exactly how much money I spent. It was sent in by the master a few days ago. He said that the season changed, so the jewelry should naturally be changed."

"I didn't expect Mrs. Jia to be so caring." Mrs. Chen said, "In autumn, the eyes are full of withering yellow. Looking at such beautiful pearls, people like it from the bottom of their hearts."

Fan Jiaoxing was even more proud in her heart, and the smile on her face was even bigger.

After Mrs. Chen praised Fan Jiaoxing, she turned her head to look at Baochai, and said with a smile, "The dress on Mrs. Xue is so pretty, is it a new style this year?"

Baochai didn't specially prepare new clothes, she was wearing the red pomegranate brocade dress she wore on the second day of her marriage, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the new style of this year.

Baochai smiled, and replied softly: "I just made it last month, and this is the second upper body. Mrs. Chen, yours is also pretty, and the gold trim of the skirt is so delicate."

"Hehe, this is all the handiwork of the girl in the family. It's a joke for Mrs. Xue." Mrs. Chen said politely.

Although Fan Jiaoxing listened to Jia Yucun's words and was polite to Mrs. Chen, but she looked down on merchants in her bones, so she was not too enthusiastic in her conversation.

Baochai didn't have these views of his younger siblings, and Mrs. Chen wanted to support her. The two of them came and went, talking very warmly about everything from dresses to jewelry, and various health soups in winter.

Fan Jiaoxing listened quietly, feeling dissatisfied for a long time.

Why not boast about her outfit?This was made on purpose.Unlike Baochai, she doesn't know how to wear new clothes when meeting guests, which is really rude.

Mrs. Chen did not expect Baochai to be so good-natured, no matter what she said to her, she would pick up the conversation, and the smiles in the conversation made people feel like a spring breeze, and the conversation became more interesting.

Without noticing for a while, Fan Jiaoxing was left out in the cold, and when Mrs. Chen found out, she rushed to make amends.

"Madam Fan's outfit is also pretty. I remember that this kind of material is very rare this year, and many people have no place to buy it with money."

Fan Jiaoxing was wearing a snow-blue thin jacket with flowered collar and apricot-colored long skirt. After hearing Mrs. Chen's compliment, Fan Jiaoxing smiled and narrowed her eyes again.

It's just that when she saw Baochai wearing pomegranate red, she regretted in her heart that she should wear bright red today, so that she can overwhelm Baochai.

Mrs. Chen saw that Fan Jiaoxing just smiled and didn't respond, so she thought that she didn't like to hear these topics, so she turned her head and talked about another matter.

"My son is going to get married on the sixth day of next month. If the two wives are free, please do me a favor and have a glass of wedding wine."

"Master Chen is getting married?" Fan Jiaoxing was a little surprised, she put down the teacup, stared at Mrs. Chen and asked, "Who is the woman from?"

"Although the youngest daughter of the owner of the Jixiang Rice Shop on South Street is the youngest girl, she is quick-tempered and capable. She is very good at knitting women's reds and kitchen work." Mrs. Chen talked about the daughter she chose. Daughter-in-law, that's a hundred satisfactions, she said with joy.

His own son knows best that Chen Youming only loves to study, but he can't pass the exam. For a person like this, he has to match him with a straightforward girl.

"Oh, it's considered a good match." When she heard that she was not marrying an official lady, Fan Jiaoxing lost interest immediately, her expression became cold, and she picked up the teacup to drink tea again.

The atmosphere froze, and it was too late for Mrs. Chen to take back the smile on her face.

Seeing this, Baochai quickly answered, "That's fine, as long as the girl is a good person, it's better than anything else. In the future, the husband and wife will be of the same mind, and their lives will be peaceful and beautiful."

"Yes, thank you Mrs. Xue for your kind words." Mrs. Chen was grateful to Baochai for smoothing things over.

At this time, Qiuyue quietly walked in from the outside and stood aside.

Fan Jiaoxing looked up at her, Qiuyue quickly winked, Fan Jiaoxing understood, put down the teacup and smiled to invite Mrs. Chen to the table.

During the dinner, Fan Jiaoxing also tried to persuade her to drink and persuade her to eat. She looked courteous, but in fact she had a false sense of politeness, which made people feel that she was born.Fortunately, Baochai was by the side to bring up some topics from time to time, so that the conversation would not be cold.

After finishing the banquet, the young man in the front yard came to pass word that the young master of the Chen family was going to leave, and asked Mrs. Chen if it was all right.

Mrs. Chen hastily resigned, and went into the main courtyard to bid farewell to Mrs. Song, and then Fan Jiaoxing and Baochai sent her to the second gate together.

Mrs. Chen first smiled and asked Fan Jiaoxing to go to her house to play when she was free, then took La Baochai's hand and said with a smile: "When that day comes, you must come."

"I will definitely go." Baochai replied with a smile, and Fan Jiaoxing only nodded her head, which was her acceptance.

Seeing off Mrs. Chen, Fan Jiaoxing and Baochai looked at each other, then they all smiled and went back to their rooms to rest.

Fan Jiaoxing returned to the room, picked up the teacup and took two sips, then let out a long breath, rubbed her cheeks and said: "This morning, I laughed so hard that my face was going stiff. Qiuyue, let the little girl Bring a basin of water, I want to wash my face."

Fan Jiaoxing's make-up was very heavy today, and after a long time, her face felt a little uncomfortable, dry and itchy, and she changed three basins of water before she could wash her face clean.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, she applied a thin layer of facial balm, looked at the yellow face in the mirror, and sighed worriedly: "Do you want to put on some more powder?"

Without painting, her face feels refreshed and she feels comfortable.But I was worried that if the master came in suddenly, wouldn't it be a disappointment to see myself like this?

Qiuyue thought about it for a while before persuading her, "Why don't you put on makeup after taking a nap?"

Madam has a big white face that has been processed every day, and Qiuyue feels a little depressed when she sees it.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Fan Jiaoxing put down the compact in her hand, and was about to go to bed for an afternoon nap, when suddenly a little girl's voice came from outside saying hello.

Fan Jiaoxing was taken aback, why did the master come here now?She grabbed the powder box and realized it was too late before opening it, so she walked out quickly to meet Jia Yucun.

Jia Yucun was sitting on a chair outside, Fan Jiaoxing saluted him with her head down, and then stood beside her.

"You worked hard today." Jia Yucun spoke softly.

Because she didn't wear makeup, Fan Jiaoxing didn't even dare to raise her head, she replied in a low voice: "It's not hard work, it's hard work when the master is outside."

Jia Yucun was a little strange seeing her, what was going on with her head hanging down all the time?Quickly asked: "What's the matter with you? Sit down."

"It's nothing, I won't sit down, I just want to stand for a while." How dare Fan Jiaoxing sit opposite him, wouldn't she be seen straight?

While Jia Yucun was drinking tea, Fan Jiaoxing thought carefully about her performance in the morning.

Asking herself, she felt that she had performed well enough, but she couldn't think too absolutely about everything. Compared with Baochai's natural answer, she seemed a little inadequate just smiling all the way.

Thinking of this, she asked Jia Yucun a little uneasy: "Master, I saw that Mrs. Chen was very happy when she left. Did she say anything else? Speaking of which, Baochai came from a big family, and the family was also in business in the early years. It's quite easy to chat. Unlike me, Mrs. Chen sometimes talks about things in the shop, and I don't know what to answer."

"You're tired today." Jia Yucun put down the teacup, "Mrs. Chen said thank you for your hospitality today. Sit down and talk."

Fan Jiaoxing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still refused to sit down.

Jia Yucun looked at her drooping forehead strangely, couldn't figure out the reason, and couldn't find out when she asked, so she didn't bother to guess, got up and said: "Then you have a rest, I'm leaving."

For the first time, Fan Jiaoxing wished that he would go faster, so when she heard this, she hurriedly said: "Master, go slowly."