[Red Mansion] The first cute rabbit

"That's right, Baoyu is right, old lady, don't just stare at Huan'er." Aunt Zhao's confidence doubled, and she almost believed that her Huan'er had never come to the old lady's house to pick up things.

"Fuck your old lady, Baoyu is also called by you, you can't hear what the child is saying to coax me, get out, don't bother me here by showing your brain as slippery as your butt." Jiamu patted again table, the little girls hurriedly pushed and shoved Aunt Zhao out in fright.

"Check it out for me. Keep an eye on her yard. It's a thing with shallow eyelids. I can't help but sell it. Pity my little granddaughter, I have to wait for a few more days." Mother Jia said with a dark face, Seeing Jia Huan still sitting on the couch, he drank again: "Brother Huan won't be there to say hello in the future, go back and rest."

The two nuns hugged Jia Huan, who was about to cry, and went out.

But this wait lasted for a month, and it was not until she received a letter from her aunt that Jia's mother said in amazement: "I really got the medicine, and Baoyu's dreams are quite accurate, but this jade rabbit gave medicine or something, I will wait for it later." It’s all right for the women in the house to believe it, but even Tan Hualang’s son-in-law is saying the same thing?”

When Baoyu heard this, people rushed forward frantically, and said with a look of retribution: "That's right, grandma, I transformed the jade rabbit, and I sent the medicine. Sister Lin can eat and run now."

Jiamu touched his head with a smile, and spat: "I said you are fat, and you are still panting. It makes sense to have a dream, and you turned into a bunny. Come on, change, let's have a fish today." Let’s eat stewed rabbit meat.”

"I will change when I fall asleep. If you don't believe me, you can watch it at night." Baoyu was a little anxious, jumping up and down.

"Hee hee, you often fall asleep in the garden during the day, with peach blossoms all over your face, and you are still smiling with the flowers in your mouth, and I haven't seen you turned into a rabbit." Tanchun came up, not very old , with a small mouth.

Jia's mother laughed and scolded like a child, she really had to order the small kitchen to cook the wild fish head stewed rabbit meat, and Baoyu was so frightened that she didn't even dare to look at that dish.

As for Daiyu's family, he was also a little afraid to see that aunt. As sister Lin's health improved, Jia Min burned incense to the moon more and more frequently, and Baoyu entered the Grand View Garden more and more.

Every time I have to watch the scene with Daiyu, a few girls and a young man composing poems for fun, and then, a girl is beaten by a man, a girl burns a poem manuscript, a girl marries the young man, and then, The two girls died, the son became a monk, and the garden was sealed...

Infinite loop.

As a muddleheaded person who likes to see beauties, eat delicious food and love the world of mortals, Baoyu doesn't believe that she will become a monk, but Daiyu's impression of herself is getting worse and worse. Han, finally came to the incompetent thing, this cousin in Daiyu's heart, after seeing the sick Daiyu with the same name die once, the impression was worse the last time, and finally, even the mother mentioned this occasionally The name, the little beauty would frown and spit out a sip.

"That tired and lazy man is really cruel, he even glanced at the sick orphan girl who is infatuated with him and married himself. You think he is too bad, don't you, little rabbit?" Daiyu asked affectionately, stroking the smooth rabbit fur.

The little rabbit's eyes were red, and tears flowed down patter.

"Little rabbit, don't cry, there's no need to be so popular because of that kind of popularity. Come on, let's go to the rockery again. I have hidden a good treasure. You will definitely not find it this time." Daiyu touched the rabbit's head distressedly. , stood up and walked towards the garden.

But the little rabbit was not interested, and when the appointed time came, Daiyu found the place where the treasure was hidden, but there was no sign of the little rabbit. She was usually very clever and never missed.

"Hey, the little rabbit is getting more and more busy, I beg the fairy sister to give it more time off." As the new moon rose, Daiyu clasped her hands together and worshiped reverently.

Baoyu fell asleep in the school, dragged on for more than a month, and the weather became warmer, and there was really no reason not to go to school, so under Jia Zheng's ear-to-mouth order, he took the four servants together. The four servants came to the private school outside the mansion. After the ceremony, the old gentleman officially began to give lectures.

I fell into that miserable dream several times, and listened to Lin Daiyu's lazy and playful comments. It's not that Jia Baoyu didn't think about getting up, studying hard, getting a chance to be a candidate, revitalizing Jia's mansion, and protecting those flower-like sisters all his life. sisters.

So it took him a lot of effort to pull himself out of the boudoir of flowers, open the door, and enter school.

But looking at Jia Dairu's old bark face full of ravines, his eyeballs seemed to be scorching hot, and even after sleeping for a whole morning, he didn't recover from just that one glance.

After school, as soon as he entered the gate, he ran into Jia Zheng who was full of expectations, standing there waiting to study what he had learned today.

Baoyu's scalp exploded for a while. He lowered his head, walked up to Jia Zheng, called out in a low voice, "Master", and then fell silent.

"What did you learn today? Recite it to me." Seeing Baoyu's guilty look, Jia Zheng became angry, and said displeasedly, stroking a beautiful beard that was well received.

Baoyu stared into a pair of black eyes, staring blankly.

Li Gui leaned over and reminded in a low voice: "Master, I heard you reading Guan Guan Jujiu outside, hurry up and recite."

When Jia Zheng heard this, he became angry. He took his hand from his beautiful beard, pointed at Baoyu and cursed: "You lazy thing, the big snake has turned into an earthworm. Your sister taught you this "Book of Songs" when you were three years old." , Now that you have opened the Mengmeng and entered the school, you can't do it?"

Thinking of being scolded by Daiyu for being lazy in the dream, and being scolded by her own father in the same way when awake, is it true that she is really lazy by nature?Thinking of those heart-wrenching dreams again, Baoyu cried helplessly.

"He's only eight years old, how can you do better? Who can memorize the Book of Songs at the age of three? Is it you or your aunt? Why, you still need to touch the little whip. Come on, beat your mother first." , beat your wealthy wife to death again, so that you can straighten that vixen, right?" Jiamu, who rescued him, led a group of servants and maids, hugged Baoyu who was crying, and pointed at Jia Zheng's nose. Then scold.

"Mother's words are serious. My son just disciplines Baoyu strictly. In the future, he will honor his ancestors, and he will never have intentional thoughts. Mother said so, and he will make his son feel ashamed." Although Jia Zheng arched his hands and lowered his eyebrows, Jia Mu said From these respectful words, he keenly heard a trace of rebellion that only appeared in the eldest son.

Jia's mother was suddenly very sad. This youngest son, who was rated as a class ancestor when he urinated, earned enough face for himself in front of his in-laws when he was young, and was not as unruly as his elder son.Study at the age when you should study, still study at the age when you should find a woman, make friends who are also sons of poetry and books, and marry a noble daughter of the Wang family obediently, the couple raise their eyebrows, and at a young age, they are as plain as middle-aged and elderly couples alive.

But this well-behaved good son, when he met that frivolous Aunt Zhao, suddenly became a teenager maniac, lingering with that lowly woman in the boudoir, painting his eyebrows and lips, and living a mellow young married life. The former ambition to be the No. [-] scholar is gone. Apart from doing nothing in the five-rank position, he just has a long chat with the Qing guests in the study. After returning to the inner courtyard, he sneaks into Aunt Zhao's small courtyard .

Mother Jia looked at her youngest son's face which was becoming more and more handsome even though he was already in middle age. This son was not only similar to his ancestors, but also seemed to be carved out of the same mold as his father. At this moment, she looked at her son's frowning , Tears flowed down, and he choked up and said, "You still remember Guangzong Yaozu? Ever since that bitch came into the house, you haven't thought of it for ten years. It's really promising, but now you've squeezed these four words into one eight." On a [-]-year-old child, okay, okay."

Jia Zheng blushed, plopped down on his knees, and couldn't say another word.

Jia Lian, who was helping his uncle with the affairs of the mansion, came over, glanced at Jia Zheng who was kneeling, turned around and said to Jia's mother: "Old lady, there is a post from the Beijing Palace. It is the little son's birthday tomorrow, so let the master bring it to you." I'm going to play with Baoyu."

Mother Jia snorted, held Baoyu's hand and walked away. Jia Zheng knelt there and did not dare to move. It was not until Mrs. Wang heard about it that she went to ask the old lady for forgiveness, and then she got up. That night, she rested in the study .

The old concubine of the Beijing Prince's Mansion is Baoyu's great-aunt. Speaking of it, his relationship with the Prince of Beijing's son, Shu Rong, who celebrated his birthday, is still a cousin. Just like the fairy characters in the painting, Baoyu is very willing to make friends with good-looking people, regardless of gender.

The current emperor is very old, so the second eldest prince is over 50 years old and has not yet ascended the throne. As a minister of the prince/son/party, this nobleman is also very face-saving, not only came here in person, but also rewarded this Baby Nuogan, the jewel in the palm of King Jingjing.

The adults talked loudly in the front hall, and the two children hid in the garden to play. As the son of the royal family, Shui Rong didn't like those articles that helped the world and saved the people. He was only obsessed with poetry and rhythm. Taking off the white jade flute from his waist, he happily played a half-baked "Guangling San" for Baoyu

The little boy who saw the powder carved jade was fascinated by what he heard, and Shui Rong was overjoyed. He poured all the treasures that the prince rewarded him on the ground, and picked up Baoyu closely.

Baoyu rummaged through those priceless jewelry carvings for a long time, although each piece was luxurious, but he couldn't see any of them in his heart. When he looked up, he saw a string of red sandalwood beads on his water-soluble wrist, round and lovely, Still exuding a faint fragrance, he pointed to it and said with a smile: "This one is still eye-catching, is Brother Shi Zi willing to give it to me?"

"No wonder it is a baby born with jade in its mouth. Your eyes are really poisonous. This string of beads was rewarded by the emperor when I was born. It is scented with different flowers every year. It has been 12 years. I just took it out yesterday and put it on. I fell in love with you, so I give it to you, wear it to sleep, it has the effect of calming the nerves." Shui Rong kicked the baby on the ground aside, carefully took off the beads, and put them on Baoyu's wrist.

Baoyu heard it so precious that he didn't want it at first, but it calmed his nerves and calmed down, so he thought that sister Daiyu often got up at night, which was not good for maintenance, so he closed his mouth and accepted it with a smile.