Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

"What's wrong with you?" Aunt Xue looked at Xue Baochai with concern, over and over again.

"My son, are you feeling unwell?"

She didn't see anything wrong, so she continued asking.

Xue Baochai picked up her handkerchief, gently covered her lips, frowned slightly, and said slowly, "Mother, there is nothing wrong with me."

"It's just..." She paused here, as if thinking about her wording.

Then his expression eased a little, and he continued, "Mother! My aunt and her family are going to Qingxu Temple to pray for blessings."

"You know that?"

Aunt Xue nodded, a little puzzled, "I know, what's wrong?"

Xue Baochai's eyes sparkled with an inexplicable luster, and with a hint of expectation, "Are you going too?"

Aunt Xue smiled and said, "I thought it was something else."

"You are so serious about it. I will definitely go. I will also pray for your brother."

Xue Baochai heaved a sigh of relief, but she hesitated to speak. She pinched her handkerchief with her fingers and said,

"Mom, if you heard anything in the temple that involved my decision, you must ask me before making a decision."

Although Aunt Xue had many unclear thoughts in her mind.

But I have always trusted my daughter and never asked any questions.

My daughter has never been a cause for worry since she was little.

Besides, in the temple, people just listen to operas and burn incense, so there is nothing involving children.

Thinking of this, she answered affirmatively, "Of course, my son."

"You don't need to ask me for this. I have naturally asked you about all your affairs."

Xue Baochai clutched her handkerchief tightly, thinking, this is fine.

Who made me a sensible child?

Naturally, no one will worry about your sensible child, so you have to make many plans on your own.

I thought to myself, another year has passed, and I have reached the age of 15!

It's not good to leave some things hanging, right?

……

The day of praying for blessings at Qingxu Temple is approaching.

Starting from the tenth day, the eleventh, twelfth and thirteenth days are all vegetarian days to show respect to the gods.

Ever since Baoyu woke up last time, he has been getting better day by day.

I can eat by myself and get out of bed by myself...

Mrs. Wang was happy every day listening to the reports from Yihongyuan.

But the only drawback is that even though the person wakes up, it seems that the soul has not returned.

Not stupid, just a little confused.

He rarely spoke, and sometimes looked out the window at the sky.

Startled and lost in thought.

You don’t know what he is thinking, so just smile when you ask.

The doctor came to take the patient's pulse several times, but could not find the cause of the disease.

The often troubled white beard was knotted, so he could only say, "From the pulse, your son has no symptoms and has recovered."

"If you still feel it's not enough, then I can only prescribe some nourishing food."

Some doctors even privately suggested to Jia Zheng that he should get some monks or Taoists to perform rituals.

If medical help fails, seek help from Buddha.

Jia Zheng strongly disagreed with this suggestion. He said that he was a scholar and did not talk about strange or supernatural things.

How can I let these things disturb my mind?

Besides, there are more important things to do during this period, so I have no time to take care of them.

Mrs. Wang had already made up her mind to take Jia Baoyu with her on the 14th.

This day, she came to Yihong Courtyard again.

She saw Jia Baoyu sitting on the couch with his eyes slightly closed, his body swaying from side to side with his breathing, and he seemed to be contented.

When he saw Mrs. Wang come in, he was still immersed in his own thoughts and ignored her.

The Xiren beside him hurried over to pay his respects.

Mrs. Wang waved her hand and walked gently to Jia Baoyu. "Baoyu, what are you doing?"

Jia Baoyu looked at her and said in a daze, "Shh, don't make any noise, the parrot is reciting a poem!"

Mrs. Wang was stunned for a moment, and then she saw Jia Baoyu's face change and he became angry at the people in the room.

"Didn't I tell you to stop arguing?"

“See, the parrot is scared away, right?”

After a while, he laughed again, "Hehe! Bride, look at the bride!"

Mrs. Wang was dumbfounded, and then she was overwhelmed with grief. She felt as if she had been struck by lightning, numb and in pain.

She cried sadly, "Baoyu, what's wrong with you? Look at me, I'm your mother!"

Jia Baoyu turned his head and glanced at him, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Twisted back again.

Mrs. Wang suddenly raised her head and looked at Xiren, "Xiren, what's going on?"

"When I first woke up, I could recognize people, but now I can't recognize people anymore?"

Xiren looked at Baoyu with a worried look on her face, as if she was blaming herself. Her heart was in a mess and she didn't know how to start.

You want to deny it? He also eats the food.

You want to say he recognizes people? He never calls out names, and he doesn't often complain about being hungry or thirsty.

Eat it when it’s handed to you, drink it when it’s brought to you.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head and replied in a low voice, "Second Madam, since the Second Master woke up, he has gradually stopped recognizing people!"

After these words were spoken, Mrs. Wang pointed at Xiren angrily, her hands shaking, "Didn't I ask you to report everything?"

"Such a big thing, why didn't you report it?"

Xiren was accused and knelt down hurriedly, "Second Madam, Second Master eats and drinks normally every day."

"And he's looking better and better."

"You don't recognize me and my servants. I will serve you wholeheartedly, and you will listen to me, Master."

At this point, Xiren seemed to be afraid that Mrs. Wang would not believe her, so she continued, "Second Madam, please allow me to pour some water for the Second Master, and take a look."

Mrs. Wang nodded with a sad face.

Xiren stood up, walked gently to the table, and poured a cup of slightly hot tea.

He brought it to Jia Baoyu and said softly, "Second Master, drink some water!"

Hearing this, Jia Baoyu stretched out his hand to take it, then suddenly threw it away and shouted, "It's hot!"

Xiren reached out and took it.

Gently place it on the tray.

Then he handed over a cup of warm water and said, "Second Master! I was wrong. This is warm. Try it."

Jia Baoyu took the water with a grin and drank it slowly.

Mrs. Wang looked at it carefully, and when she saw Jia Baoyu complaining about the heat, her lips trembled and she almost cried out.

Only after Jia Baoyu drank the tea normally did he feel relieved.

"You mean he can recognize you."

"Where are the others?"

Xiren smiled bitterly, shook her head, and said, "We tried it. Others brought it over, but the Second Master refused to eat or drink."

Mrs. Wang's eyes were ambiguous. Could it be that the child didn't recognize people, but only recognized a few people?

We still need to verify it, otherwise wouldn’t this Xiren be the only one?

Once something becomes unique, it’s hard to control!

Thinking of this, Madam Wang continued, "Let another maid come in and try it."

Upon hearing this, Xiren immediately called out, "Muyue, come in for a moment."

Upon hearing this, Sheyue looked at Xiren in confusion, then bowed to Lady Wang.

Mrs. Wang frowned and said, "No, just give Baoyu some food."

Musk Moon obeyed and took a plate of snacks from the table.

He walked up to Jia Baoyu, handed him the food with both hands, then lowered his head and said softly, "Second Master, it's time for some snacks."