Struggle of Baochai

The cold wind blows into the house from the windows. In a dilapidated house, the paper pasted on the windows has several holes, making the house seem a bit colder than the outside. In the howling wind, the creaking bed, the dilapidated Under the blue-flowered coarse quilt, the woman stretched out her withered hands to grab something, but after grabbing for a while, she couldn't touch anything.

The woman has gray hair and many wrinkles on her face. She looks very old, but her eyebrows and eyes look very gentle, and it can be seen that she was also a beautiful and smart girl when she was young.

The woman stared at the dark roof with wide eyes, and many memories emerged in her mind, and those vivid memories further highlighted her current desperation.

The family is gone, the elder brother is dead, and the mother can't bear the blow after the elder brother left, and her mother's family is defeated, and her life is even more miserable. She endured it, but when the person she thought she relied on ran away until she was found to have become a monk, her sky collapsed.

She lived hard, sewing day and night to support the family, for the son she managed to keep, but when the son passed away the year before last, she no longer had the motivation to live.

Looking at the snowflakes floating outside the window, the woman smiled.

It was vaguely as if she was young and fresh again, and her mother's kind voice filled her ears: "Mom's Baochai is the best, don't worry, Mom will definitely find you a husband who loves you."

And the older brother, although irritable, loved her very much and shouted: "Baochai, let's see what I brought you. Your favorite food, the latest material in the shop, Baochai should make two new clothes."

Xue Baochai didn't know why she was in this situation?

Obviously, she didn't do anything wrong, she just obeyed, strictly demanded herself according to the standards in the hearts of others, and followed the path arranged by her mother.

So what if she has ambitions?She has never harmed anyone, she just wants to make progress, wants to make Xue's family better, and doesn't want her own family to be ruined. Is there something wrong with that?

That's right, Xue Baochai smiled, she was at fault, when she was too quiet, she would only arrange her life according to other people's requirements, in retrospect, her life was really boring.

At this point, Xue Baochai is completely dismissive.

So what about wealth?If you are not happy in your heart, no matter how much power you have, you will not be happy.

if……

If she had refuted her mother at that time and hadn't married the childlike and innocent Jia Baoyu who she never liked, how could she have fallen into this state now?

Obviously she knew better than anyone else that Jia Baoyu only had Sister Lin in her heart, but she still...

If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife, Xue Baochai thought in her heart, if she lives again, she will not envy others, but will only hold on to what she has, find someone who treats her wholeheartedly, and live a good and happy life , she must have her own ideas, and no longer let others arrange her life. If so, will she, Baochai Xue, live a very happy life?

Xue Baochai didn't know, she was asking herself.

Another gust of cold wind blew, she coughed twice, spat out a mouthful of blood, clenched her skinny hands tightly, her face was full of pain.

In this windy and snowy winter day, Xue Baochai died alone in the dilapidated house, with no one to look after her, let alone collect her body. In the end, she was still no match for sister Lin who died of illness in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Xue Baochai felt feverish all over her body and her head was about to split. She snorted uncomfortably, and heard a thin cry in her ear: "Girl, girl, take your medicine."

This voice sounds very familiar.

Xue Baochai opened his eyes with difficulty, and all he saw was a familiar face.

Yinger?

Is this the young Yinger?

How is she here?Didn't one step on the Naihe Bridge after death and enter the six realms of reincarnation?

"Girl, I know you feel uncomfortable, but no matter how uncomfortable you are, you can't spoil your body. How can you make the master feel at ease? Do you still worry about you when the wife is worried about the master?" Holding a bowl of dark concoction in his pocket, he persuaded him: "Miss, think about yourself a little bit, so don't make people worry about it, okay?"

Xue Baochai wanted to speak, but when she opened her mouth, her throat was dry and painful. Enduring the pain, she said in a hoarse voice, "I'll drink the medicine."

Ying'er laughed as if relieved, put the medicine on the table beside her, helped Baochai to stand up, and put several pillows behind her, then turned around and brought the medicine, Xue Baochai took it and tasted it, it was not cold or not. The heat was just right, and under Ying'er's worried eyes, she drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp, and handed the bowl to Yinger: "You go down, I have a severe headache, and I want to lie down again."

"Then I'll go out first, the girl must call me if you have anything to do." Ying'er went out with a bowl, and Baochai watched through the curtain as she took a needle and thread and sat on the porch threading needles, knowing that she would not go far, so she leaned on her with peace of mind. On the pillow, he looked carefully at the furnishings in the house.

Seeing this, Xue Baochai immediately understood.

She actually went back to her childhood after death, what is going on?Could it be that God also felt her misery and gave her another chance to start again?

Since ancient times, it has never been heard that people can revive their souls after death. Moreover, it has been decades since such an unheard of anecdote, but it has happened to her today. Live again according to your own heart.

Slowly looking at the boudoir deep in memory, some things that have been kept for a long time were revealed.

She remembered that when her father was seriously ill, she waited on him day and night in front of the hospital bed. She was overworked, coupled with worry and pain, and suddenly fell ill. When she recovered from his illness, her father was dying. After telling her a few words in a hurry, she closed her eyes completely. She was weak after being ill, and she was sad because her father left, and she passed out all of a sudden. Live when the elders of the clan are wounded.

Thinking of this, Xue Baochai's eyes widened regardless of the headache and weakness. Now, could it be that time?

Thinking about Ying'er's attire just now, she knew that Ying'er was not wearing plain clothes, probably because her father was seriously ill.

"Ying'er, Ying'er!" She shouted twice with difficulty.

"Hey." Ying'er put down her needle and thread and agreed as she lifted the curtain and came in: "Madam, do you have any orders?"

Baochai looked at Yinger and asked in a low voice, "How is father? Who is serving father now?"

Ying'er lowered her head: "Miss, the master is still the same. The wife has been serving the master for the past few days. The young master is very worried and has been looking for famous doctors in the city."

Xue Baochai nodded to show that he understood: "Go and see how your father is doing? Also tell your mother to pay attention to your health, just say that I am fine, and I will greet my parents in two days."

Ying'er agreed, "Then I'll call Que'er to serve Miss Hou."

"Tell her to wait on the porch." Baochai said, and felt her mouth dry again: "Pour me a glass of water."

Ying'er took out a warm teapot from Mrs. Tang, poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Baochai. After drinking it, Baochai felt better, and urged Ying'er to go to the front yard to have a look.

Xu Shi was very ill, and after Ying'er left, Baochai fell asleep again.

When she woke up, it was already midnight, and Baochai opened her eyes, feeling a little cold, so she pulled the quilt on her body, and Yinger, who was waiting at the side, woke up with a start. She turned over and sat up: "Miss, what's the matter?"

Baochai chuckled lightly: "It's all right, I just can't sleep, just talk to me."

"That's right." Ying'er also smiled: "The girl has slept for several days, and now she is naturally a little sleepy."

"You went over today and saw your father. How is he?" Baochai was most worried about his father's health. Although he was still ill, his worries did not diminish at all.

Ying'er comforted Baochai in a low voice: "Master seems to be better than a few days ago, the wife said to let the girl rest assured, the master has a bowl of porridge and some side dishes today, and he may be able to get out of bed in a few days." .”

Baochai heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this: "That's all right, but my illness will never recover. As long as my father recovers, everything is really worth it."

"Miss, you can't say that." Ying'er hurriedly stopped Baochai: "Wouldn't it be heartbreaking for the master and wife to hear it."

Baochai remained silent, and Ying'er thought she was worried about the master, so she whispered a few things she had heard outside to make Baochai happy, and the two of them fell asleep again without knowing it.