The Five Girls of the Lin Family in the Red Chamber

Lin Weiwan saw that her expression did not seem to be fake, she shook her head with a smile, and said, "It's nothing, it really doesn't have much to do with Mr. Zhao." Then she opened her mouth and said, "If you really have a chance to go out for a walk, where do you want to go? "

Lin Jing was very happy, clapped her palms and said with a smile: "There are many places, such as the capital, Jinling or Yangzhou." Lin Jing said, "Anyway, it's better to walk around than to stay in Beijing all the time. .”

Lin Weiwan said something along with her, but both of them knew that this was just talking in their spare time. As a woman, how could she do whatever she wanted.

As soon as Lin Weiwan left the Rose Garden, she ran into Fuling. She seemed to come here specially to wait for her. Lin Weiwan's complexion darkened, and she just nodded at Fuling and followed her to the main courtyard without asking any questions. After inquiring, it seemed that it was just an ordinary greeting.

Fu Ling couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "My wife is not in a good mood, so please don't argue with my wife for a while."

Lin Weiwan paused for a moment, and pursed her lips, knowing that Fu Ling was trying to remind herself that her mother's anger should have something to do with her, otherwise Fu Ling wouldn't let herself stop arguing.

Indus courtyard.

Chen's complexion was dark, with a look of suppressing anger, Lin Weiwan's heart trembled, and she greeted Chen.

Mrs. Chen didn't speak, and she didn't tell Lin Weiwan to stand up. She didn't dare to move. After a while, Lin Weiwan's complexion turned pale, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she was a little precarious. Mrs. Chen frowned, her lips curled down, her whole body People look a little gloomy.

After about a quarter of an hour, Chen couldn't hold back after all, and said, "Do you know where I went wrong?"

"My daughter doesn't know." Lin Weiwan gritted her teeth and subconsciously rubbed her sore knee.

When Chen heard what she said, she was furious, threw the teacup over, and said sharply: "You don't know?" She stood up suddenly, walked a few steps in front of Lin Weiwan, and said angrily, "You're getting better and better. Is that so? Mother asked you to read poetry and practice calligraphy for what? Do you know?"

"Daughter understands." Lin Weiwan lowered her head, distinguishing: "But daughter doesn't know what she did wrong to make Niang so angry."

These words directly exploded Chen's anger, slapped Lin Weiwan, and said coldly: "I don't know?" She sneered, and said: "What do you think your Lin family can hide from your mother?" She looked Xiang daughter suppressed her tears, couldn't bear it, walked to Lin Weiwan's side, touched Lin Weiwan's swollen cheek, sighed lightly, and said, "Wan'er, don't blame mother, you will understand in the future." Hugging Lin Weiwan, she suddenly felt wronged, "Why don't you understand Mother's heart, no matter what Mother is doing now, Mother is doing it for your own good, and you will always be grateful to Mother in the future."

"Although Zhao Ziming has some talents, the Zhao family has already lost people. It's just a shabby household. Even if he wins the first prize in the future, so what?" Chen felt that his heart was broken, and he broke the truth. Broke it and told it to my daughter, "With your knowledge and good looks, you won't have to worry about marrying into a wealthy family in the future. You are much better than that Zhao Ziming!"

"Mother, my daughter has never been to..."

"Okay, I don't care what kind of attitude you have towards Zhao Ziming." Chen interrupted her lightly. Could it be that her daughter didn't understand that the reason for getting close to Zhao Ziming was just because she was bored. Even if you don't have that kind of intention, there is no guarantee that Zhao Ziming will have something that he shouldn't have." Mrs. Chen glanced at Lin Weiwan lightly, and said, "You were raised by your mother like this." Well, who would not like you." She patted her daughter on the back, sighed, and said softly: "Mother is also worried about you, Zhao Ziming lives in the Lin family, and you treat him so well, if You have thoughts that you shouldn't have, mother is afraid that he will ruin your reputation."

"My daughter can save me." Lin Weiwan said softly with her head down.

Only then did Chen nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Even if you know you are wrong, there is no exception." Then he took out the ruler and said, "Stand up straight."

A trace of panic flashed in Lin Weiwan's eyes, she pursed her lips, but she had to pull up her skirt slightly, a trace of unbearableness flashed in Chen's eyes, and she hit her calf wearing silk trousers ten times before giving up, the two of them supported the already The girl who couldn't stand up didn't dare to make a sound, so Mrs. Chen sighed lightly, and said, "Don't walk for a few days, and learn how to be a female celebrity from the mother, if a girl can't even embroider a purse, Well, it will make people laugh."

Lin Weiwan resisted the pain and said, "My daughter understands."

Only then did Mrs. Chen nod her head, with a smile on her face, and said, "Go ahead, Mother is being strict with you now, it's all for your future well-being."

"Daughter understands." Lin Weiwan's eyes turned red, and after giving Chen Shi a blessing, she returned to Pinxuan Building with the support of Pomegranate and Shizhu.

After changing Lin Weiwan's obscene clothes, Shiliu hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "Girl, it wasn't the servants who told the wife." She was quite trembling along the way, poor girl, every time she was punished by the wife, her temper After all, it's not very good, and she can understand that any little girl who is locked up in the boudoir to read and write every day will not be very happy, not to mention, if the girl does something wrong, the wife will not hesitate to punish her .

Lin Weiwan's face was gloomy, and the pain in her calf reminded her of her helplessness from time to time. Annoyed, she tore off the purse hanging on the embroidery bed and threw it at the pomegranate, "Get out!"

Shiliu knew that she was upset, so she gave Shizhu a wink, and the two hurried out of the inner room with their waists bent.

As soon as Shizhu walked out of the inner room, she breathed a sigh of relief. Shiliu glared at her. Through the screen, the girl's low cry could be heard faintly, which made Shiliu feel extremely uncomfortable. She sighed lightly, but she couldn't help but It's nothing more than a servant girl. The wife disciplines the girl, so it's her turn to interrupt.

After Lin Jing heard that Lin Weiwan was punished, she just sighed secretly. She really didn't understand how her aunt taught Lin Weiwan. Jing also understood that she was afraid that she would mislead Lin Weiwan by taking her away. This time, Lin Jing got impatient and talked too much with this cousin.

The Pinxuan Building is truly majestic. A painting, a screen, a multi-treasure pavilion, and even a single stitch must make people feel exquisite and noble. I am afraid that even the Wutong Courtyard in the main hall of the Lin family cannot compare with the dignity of the Pinxuan Building. The Chen family really spent a lot of thought on Lin Weiwan, wanting to train Lin Weiwan into a qualified lady of the family, although not in Beijing, but the Chen family all cultivated Lin Weiwan according to the conduct of a noble girl in Beijing.

Lin Jing just took a look, but didn't think much of it. She looked at Lin Weiwan, who was leaning on the bed with a slightly pale complexion, smiled lightly, and said, "It's okay if you look at it."

Lin Weiwan pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and said, "Is that okay?"

"It's just a few pats with a ruler, nothing serious." Sitting next to Lin Weiwan, Lin Jing lifted the quilt and took a closer look before saying, "Here, I made this ointment myself, and it's for you to use." .”

Lin Weiwan glanced at Lin Jing suspiciously, and said, "When did you learn how to make ointment?"

Lin Jing curled her lips, making a golden sore medicine or something was trivial to her, but naturally she couldn't say this in front of Lin Weiwan, and said: "It is inevitable to get injured when practicing martial arts on weekdays. If you use it too much, you will naturally know what is good and what is not." alright."

Lin Jing hasn't bloomed yet, and her face is still childish. Unlike Lin Weiwan, who has a dignified and grandeur, she has already begun to develop. Although the age difference between the two is only half a year, there is already a difference in sight. .

Lin Jing looked at Lin Weiwan who seemed to be holding a little rabbit on her chest, and saw that her face was a little pale again, as if she was in pain, she frowned and muttered: "It hurts so much, if I was slapped twice, it would be so painful. Not so delicate."

Lin Weiwan gritted her teeth angrily, patted the bed, but didn't speak. It happened that Pomegranate brought a bowl of dark concoction. You said don't drink the medicine all the time, because the medicine is three-point poisonous, if you stay in the house every day like this, your body will not get better."

Shi Zhu listened to her chanting for a long time, suddenly burst out laughing, and said: "Fifth Miss misunderstood, our girl didn't drink medicine because of her leg injury." She took a Tang Pozi bag in her hand and put it in the Under the quilt, seeing Lin Jing's puzzled face, she smiled and said: "Our girl is menstruating, and she can't stand the cold, so she took medicine to recuperate."

Lin Jing blinked her eyes, looked at Lin Weiwan's slightly blushing cheeks, and suddenly realized, but then there was a burst of disappointment, she had already become a human being, and she couldn't grow up anyway.

Lin Jing looked at Lin Weiwan's bulging chest, and then at her own flat chest, leaned close to Lin Weiwan, and asked in a low voice: "Fourth sister, when did you grow up?" She pointed at Lin Weiwan's chest , looked extraordinarily shameless.

Lin Weiwan was stunned for a moment, Yubai's face turned red, and she said angrily, "What did you say?!"

Lin Jing groaned for a long while, and then said distressedly: "I'm obviously only half a year younger than you, but why haven't I responded here?" Her eyes were clear, and she looked extraordinarily innocent, as if she didn't know what she asked The problem was ordinary, which made Lin Weiwan a little annoyed, but she also knew that she was unintentional, so she couldn't help but secretly sighed: "She's still a child." Thinking of this, Lin Weiwan felt faintly happy again, as if she was more noble than her cousin Yes, she is an adult, and her cousin who is half a year younger than her is just a child.

Lin Weiwan glanced at Lin Jing, and suddenly smiled, seeing Lin Jing looking at her eagerly, Lin Weiwan said mysteriously: "Come here, I'll tell you."

Lin Jing moved closer to Lin Weiwan, and asked in a low voice, "What?"

Lin Weiwan said softly: "You give this to brother Ziming, and I'll tell you." She took out a book from under the pillow and handed it to her cousin.

Lin Jing froze for a moment, looked at Lin Weiwan suspiciously, and said, "What is this?"

"This is a policy theory I got from my brother. It was written by Mr. Xu from Xishan Academy. It is useful for brother Ziming's imperial examination." Lin Weiwan said calmly, "Mr. Xu is a great contemporary Confucian. Serving a job, I am very familiar with solving imperial examination questions, and I have to be able to guess one or two, so it is hard to find cash for Mr. Xu's ideas."

"I'll save it." Lin Jing nodded, "My cousin told me that you lent him a copy earlier, and he wanted me to thank you very much."

Lin Weiwan raised her eyebrows, her face was a little pale, and said: "He really said that?" Seeing Lin Jing nodding, Lin Weiwan said again: "Then why didn't he come to thank me in person?" Before Lin Jing could speak, Lin Weiwan said again: " Is this your cousin's sincerity?" Seeing Lin Jing frowned, Lin Weiwan smiled again, took Lin Jing's hand, and said, "Okay, I'm joking with you." She put the book in Lin Jing's hand , said: "You take it, they are all relatives of my family, I naturally hope that brother Ziming will be named on the gold list in the future."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, Lin Jing couldn't imagine what this theory would have anything to do with it. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll leave it to my cousin, thank you."

Lin Weiwan shook her head with a smile, then pulled Lin Jing, and said with a soft smile: "The main thing is to eat more good food and make up for it." As she spoke, her eyes pointed to Lin Weiwan's chest, and she said with a reddish smile: "Of course I will Just grow up."

"But I ate a lot of good things." Lin Jing curled her lips in distress, "It doesn't count, it's useless."

Lin Weiwan burst out laughing, pinched Lin Jing's baby fat face, and jokingly said, "You've eaten all over your face." After being photographed by Lin Jing angrily, Lin Weiwan said nicely : "Okay, okay, I'm teasing you." Then she leaned into Lin Jing's ear, whispered something, and then gave up.

Lin Jing's eyes lit up, she nodded, and said: "I will pay attention." The two talked for a while, and Lin Jing left with the policy theory.

Zhao Ziming was studying in the academy, and he would only return to his residence at the end of the month. Mrs. Zhao would often send a boy up the mountain to give Zhao Ziming some pens, ink, clothes, etc. in the middle of the month. Because of Lin Weiwan's confession, Lin Jing did not tell Mrs. Zhao the policy theory, but Secretly stuff it into a small bag, and let the servants take it to the academy together.

Not to mention how Zhao Ziming felt after seeing the theory that was obviously copied by Lin Weiwan himself, but Lin Jing, because of Lin Weiwan's deliberate friendship, the relationship between the two is quite close.

This day, just as Lin Jing walked out of the Rose Garden, she happened to meet her cheap father Lin Jiaquan. His peach blossom eyes were particularly attractive, but his eyes were a little cloudy. When he saw Lin Jing, he couldn't hide the disgust in his eyes, and he only reprimanded: "Don't you know how to salute when you see your father? How did your mother teach you how to behave?" Seeing a trace of impatience flashing in Lin Jing's eyes, Lin Jiaquan became more and more annoyed, but he didn't dare to say anything more, just snorted and said: " Where's your mother?"

Lin Jing ignored him, just stared at a slightly familiar man behind Lin Jia's body, and licked the corners of her mouth with great interest.