A visit to Fangchun

Mother Zhao has taken care of Jia Tanchun for more than ten years, so she naturally knows the difference between a nanny and a biological mother.When I entered the house, my heart felt a little sour, but when I thought about Jia Tanchun's close relationship with Aunt Zhao, I had to go back to Jiamu's place for half a month, and then I don't know how many years before I can tell my mother. Being a jerk means being relieved.I just felt sorry for the baby, so I came up and dressed her nimbly, and replied in a low voice: "A girl brought her in. Mr. Huan didn't have any purse or ring that he should have, and he took a bunch of candied haws , gnawed all over my face..."

Is the third young master of the dignified Duke Rong's mansion so shabby?

Waiting for the book and Cui Mo to look at each other, both thought that Jia Tanchun would be sad or angry, so they were more careful and waited for her to get angry.

Unexpectedly, Jia Tanchun's expression was calm, he just put on his clothes neatly, covered his mouth and coughed twice, Fang said slowly: "I'm hungry from sleep, go and pass on my dinner."

Waiting for the book to respond for a long time, still a little sluggish.

Aren't you so attached to Aunt Zhao?How could such a proud person be unknown when he heard that his brother was in such a dilapidated state?The intimacy with my aunt just now can't be pretended, can it?

Jia Tanchun knew what they were thinking with a glance of his eyes, and sighed in his heart, after all, she was a little girl in her early ten years old, how could she think so much?So he had to explain in a low voice: "Although we don't know the situation around Auntie very well, we already know that the third master has been brought up in a very absurd way. What's the point? That uncle of the Zhao family didn't break into the yard directly Come on, it's time for me to recite the Buddha's name."

Mother Zhao naturally knew it well. Hearing this, she turned her head to look at Dai Shu and Cui Mo, and chuckled softly: "Silly girls, this is nothing. When my Shuanzi was young, he would look like a piece of steamed bun. They fight desperately. How much money do you have as aunts to buy things for the third master?" It's not enough for her natal family to search for it!

Here, Jia Tanchun got up calmly, washed up, had tea, and had dinner, and then remembered that Ling Daishu went to report to Jia's mother, saying that he settled down very well, so that the old man could rest assured.

On the other hand, Aunt Zhao threw away the candied haws while nagging and scolding, washed Jia Huanzai's hands and face carefully, changed clothes for the little girl to wash, and then asked Jia Huan painfully about his accessories. Where have all gone.Jia Huan was only four or five years old at the time, so he couldn't speak clearly. He only said one sentence back and forth: "Uncle said there is no money, it's worth it."

Jia Huan was tired from playing all day. After dinner, he left his job and fell asleep.Aunt Zhao told her nurse to watch, and hurriedly came to see Tanchun. When she reached the door, she was stopped by Nanny Zhao: "Young girl practice calligraphy every night, and you can't be shaken. Whoever goes in at this time will be scolded—that day I almost splashed ink on Second Master Bao's face!"

Now that Jia Baoyu was compared, Aunt Zhao understood that this was for those Mrs. Wang's eyes and ears, so she walked down the steps embarrassingly, not at ease, and told Mother Zhao carelessly: "Mom is urging her Go to bed early. If you are sick, don’t be too pushy, you won’t be hurt if you are lazy for a day or two.”

Mother Zhao agreed with this very much, but Jia Tanchun didn't say that, so she shook her head with a slight smile: "The girl said that she can grow into what she is now, that's what the old lady and the wife taught by example, everything must be won If you persevere, even if you are lazy for a day, you will be able to be extraordinary. The girl said, if my aunt could teach the third master like this, the third master would not come back like that today."

What she said made Aunt Zhao's face turn red, she turned and left without saying a word.

Because these were said in the courtyard, it naturally spread to the ears of everyone in Jia's mansion in just a short while.

Jia Mu was silent for a long time, and then she let out a long sigh, making Yuanyang blow the lamp to sleep.

Mrs. Wang suddenly thought of Jia Zhu, Jia Baoyu and Yuan Chun, and cried all night holding her handkerchief.

However, Jia Zheng sighed secretly, if Jia Tanchun and Jia Huan could change their temperaments, he would have earned the reputation of doting on his concubines and destroying his wives, and he would be able to confidently hand over his family fortune and close his eyes...

When he got up the next morning, Jia Tanchun had only coughed a few times. He ate his breakfast refreshed and sat under the window to read.

Aunt Zhao chased Jia Huan and fed him in chaos, and asked the wet nurse to take him to play. She had just packed up and came to see Jia Tanchun.However, she saw that her room was already quiet and quiet, and the maids had already finished sweeping and doing needlework one by one.

When the book saw her coming, he hurried up to meet her and greeted her with a smile.Aunt Zhao was very surprised that Jia Tanchun's room had been cleaned up before the hour, and she didn't want to ask too much, so she casually asked about Zhao Nanny - she felt that in the whole room, probably only Zhao Nanny could talk together a few words.

Waiting for the book, he smiled and said, "Mother Zhao went to the old lady's place early in the morning to answer the girl's words. By the way, I will do something, and I'm afraid I won't be back until noon."

Cuimo went in early to deliver a message, and turned out with a smile: "Young lady is about to rest for a while, auntie, please sit inside." Then she told Tanchun to go to Jia Baoyu's place and take a copybook by Zhang Xu. I borrowed it to take a look, and I went to pack the frozen persimmons I brought yesterday.

When Aunt Zhao entered the inner room, Jia Tanchun already looked tired, leaning on the chair, resting on his hands, and closed his eyes dimly.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhao didn't dare to wake up, so she took a long jacket and put it on her lightly, and then quietly backed out.

Cui Mo was bringing over two bowls of frozen persimmons, and when she saw this, she smiled and asked softly, "But did you sleep again?"

Aunt Zhao nodded helplessly, and Cui Mo smiled and said, "The girl is sleepy, but she refuses to leave her homework every morning and evening, so she often takes a nap at this hour. Auntie will gradually understand."

Aunt Zhao was so busy that she took her to sit outside and quietly asked about Jia Tanchun's daily life.

Cui Mo was ordered, so she told her the truth, one by one: "The girl gets up at the hour of the day, washes and takes a walk, and then goes to greet the old lady for breakfast. Afterwards, she goes to the grandma's place to read and write, and usually follows her for lunch." Grandma ate. She rested for an hour in the afternoon and learned to sew in the afternoon. When she returned to the house from the old lady at night, she immediately closed the door and wrote a letter for an hour, and then she would blow the lamp and set it up."

Aunt Zhao flexed her fingers and calculated that Jia Tanchun spent three or four hours a day in reading and writing, plus an hour learning needlework in the afternoon, the total of sleeping was less than four hours a day. I couldn't help chanting Buddha's heartfelt heartache, and became sad: "Who's sister is so hardworking? Don't let her go to the No. [-] Scholar Examination to support the family!"

Cui Mo smiled and pushed the bowl of frozen persimmons to her: "Don't work hard? If you don't work hard, how can there be a third girl who is so valued by the old lady?" She asked her to come to Tanchun in the afternoon and bring the frozen persimmons back to Jia Huan eat.

Aunt Zhao went away disgruntled.