The Red Mansion's Jiahuan Raiders

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"(Red Mansions) Raiders of Jia Huan of the Red Mansion" Author: Chewing Ice Cube [End]

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How to break through to the red building?

Jia Huan clasped her little hands, pretended to be stupid, cute, and hugged her thighs.

Why are you messing up again?

Jia Huan was speechless and choked with tears QAQ

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The Red Mansion's Jiahuan Raiders

1 first arrival

The courtyard of the deep house, the spacious and solemn main house, the side rooms on both sides are simple and unique, connecting the verandah to the backyard, extending in all directions is majestic and majestic.In the deer top ear room in the northernmost room of the East Wing of the backyard, a three or four year old boy was lying on a large babu bed, his eyes staring blankly at his thoughts.

Why did you wear it?Li Kebo reads idle books, has read countless novels and anime, and seen clothes worn after death, after a fall, in dreams, in toilets, and even crawling around in ancient wells. Come and tell him, how can you wear it while walking on the road?He wears it as he walks, so he has developed a new field of time travel, right?What about the time travel spree, why is it missing?

While he was struggling, a scolding sound came from far and near, Li Ke grabbed the quilt and covered his face with a bang, not seeing clearly.

"Little Lang Hoof, who has suffered a thousand knives to death, is always pushy when he wants a bowl of custard. When I am free one day, I will put on my face and fight with those whores." It was the soft and soft voice of Huang Ying, but Because of the ear-piercing shrillness of the scolding, coupled with the unsavory content, she must be a stupid woman who would vomit when she saw it, so she didn't run away.

"Auntie, keep your voice down, or you will disturb my brother." Another voice sounded, although the voice was ordinary, it was honest and down-to-earth.

"I can't live anymore, how can I manage him?" The first voice was even harsher.

"No matter what I'm still yelling here? Get out of here." Li Ke was annoyed, grabbed the bowl on the bedside table and threw it at the feet of the slim woman in pink who just walked in.

"You little bastard..." The woman in the pink shirt raised her voice and opened her mouth to scold, but was dragged out by the arm of the strong woman in gray clothes behind her, "Auntie, calm down, brother is sick and in a bad mood..."

"You unfilial son, you took the master's money to my old lady, you black-hearted lowly seed, short-lived ghost..." The ear-piercing voice became farther and farther away.

Brother Li rolled his eyes when he heard that, the two hundred and five is really not worth it, what good does his short life do her?

"Brother, you are not in good health yet, don't get angry." The strong woman in gray came in again and put a bowl of steaming egg cake on the bedside.

"Are you angry again?" Li Ke sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at his nanny, the woman in gray, Yue Nai.She is not very old, in her early 30s, which is the most charming and charming age for women in modern times, but she withered prematurely due to years of hard work, and the small wrinkles on her face and rough hands are engraved with the weather. There are no traces, and the figure is also on the strong side. It can't be said to be good-looking, but it is honest and amiable, like a mother.

"Oh, it's okay, but I was stabbed a few times. Everyone in this house has a heart for power and eyes for wealth and wealth. We are powerless and my aunt is easy to offend. Brother, you have to be patient." The nanny looked at her young master helplessly. Before she got sick, she was obviously depressed. Why did she change into a firecracker temper after getting better?

"Well, I understand." Li Ke picked up the custard and ate it.

He, Li Ke, a good man of the 21st century in China, a student of a glorious key university, transmigrated into a bastard raised by a concubine, which was nothing at all.Haven't you seen the heroic time traveler from all walks of life even wearing non-human things? He is still a human being after all, his family is rich, he can't be thirsty or hungry, he should be content.

But this little wife is called Aunt Zhao, his real father is Jia Zheng, his mother is Mrs. Wang, and there is an elder brother named Jia Baoyu who the whole family loves like a treasure, so the problem is a bit serious.

Li Ke, whose name should be Jia Huan, just scooped up a few mouthfuls of custard before pouting, in a daze.Seeing her brother's eyes straightened again, Mother Yue sighed, and skillfully took the bowl and spooned the custard into her little mouth, tacit understanding or something, that's how she was trained.

It had been five days since Li Ke had been dressed as Jia Huan, except for the first two days when he was dazed by burning, the last three days were spent chatting with Yue Yuma to inquire about news around the bush.From the chat, he learned that Jia Huan was five years old after the new year, and he always played alone, his father didn't care about it, his mother didn't care about it, and others couldn't care about him, he was a transparent person in Rongguo Mansion.

Although the aunt had never treated him badly in life, she did not have the most important care for the child. It could not be said that survival was difficult, but it was really empty and lonely, which made her depressed.

Li Ke rolled his eyes when he heard this, Mrs. Wang is not a good person, at least [-] of the [-] comments on Red Mansions in her previous life clearly pointed out that Mrs. Wang was a snake-hearted man with a black heart and a cruel heart. Trash is all right.What's more, with a mother like Aunt Zhao, she doesn't have to do anything, and Jia Huan will naturally become the wretched look in the original work.

As for why he had this serious illness, it was because his nanny came home for something more than ten days ago, and he had a high fever after playing in the snow and catching a cold. When he heard about the cause, Li Ke was relieved a little, and it wasn't because he was secretly sent down. The disease of the black hand is good.

Apart from giving him medicines for extended medical treatment these days, only Mother Yue and her daughter, a little girl named Yunchu, took care of him. Aunt Zhao came to see him every day, but it was more troublesome than taking care of the patients.As for the others, Jia's mother and Mrs. Wang only came to visit as girls. Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, Feng Jie, Li Wan, Sanchun and Baoyu didn't even ask a question, as if his son or brother didn't exist.

Jia Huan rolled his eyes, he didn't really care if others looked down on him, no one answered, just convenient for him to hide.However, this identity is a bit dangerous. It is a terrible thing to make a living under Mrs. Wang.If you pick it out, you are 100% dead. If you don’t pick it up, you can wait to be kneaded into a little frozen cat with fluffy fur. The toilet flusher outside the second door dares to kick him, alas!

"Since my brother is healed, go and say hello to the old lady and the old lady tomorrow." Seeing Jia Huan's return, Grandma Yue hurriedly said.

"Oh, I see." Jia Huan replied.Parents and teachers of heaven and earth, the ancients attached great importance to the words of loyalty and filial piety. It is common sense for children to wake up to their parents in the morning. It is common sense for them to tell their parents. Although he is not seen by others, he greets Mrs. Jia Muwang and Jia Zheng every morning. It is necessary, although usually you can't see anyone.

"Understood, the third master is a good child, and I don't need to come to say hello these days." Sure enough, one morning, he had two rejections at Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang's place, and heard the same words twice, and he was offended by many girls. supercilious.

Jia Huan thanked the girl who sent the message, turned around and walked to Jia Zheng's outer study, and asked An to wait for someone to pass the message at the door, and then saluted outside the door of the outer study, and then he could do what he should do.It's also very good, at least it's not easy.He really didn't have the patience to deal with this big family. There was no normal person who didn't say a word. It took a few times in his head to understand the original meaning of a sentence. No wonder Ke Qing's younger sister hanged herself.

Having said that, it's not that you don't plan well in your future life. You can't be killed by someone in a daze, or you will be finished when you ransack your house.But he has nothing at the moment, except for his nanny and a little girl who is half a year older than him, he doesn't even have a confidant, not to mention the quality of life, and he has no way to tell if someone wants to attack him.

Even if Mrs. Wang doesn't bother to attack him, how to escape before Jia's house is raided is another problem.It is not feasible to run away from home. Although I don’t know which dynasty I went to, I can tell from the calligraphy and paintings on the bedroom wall that this is also a place where Confucianism ruled the world. If you want to live comfortably and squeeze into the scholar-official class, it is necessary.

That is to say, there should be no stains of being criticized on his conduct. If his parents are not traveling far, they must travel well. He can't run away with just this sentence.He's not a group of idiots like the Jia family, he's not such an idiot for braiding his pigtails and waiting for someone to catch him.

Jia Huan walked back to his room, sat on the bed and looked at his bedroom.There are three flower-and-bird screens with red pine seats at the entrance. Behind the screens, there is a long heated kang facing the window on the east side, on which there are carved mother-of-pearl kang tables and royal blue pillows. A piece of golden yellow appeared, which looked very bright.The five-drawer kitchen on the west side, chests, cabinets and the Babu bed under him, all the furniture are made of high-quality red pine wood.The brocade quilt on the bed, the landscape calligraphy and paintings on the wall, the playthings and books on the antique shelf, the flowers and plants on the table and floor, everything is exquisite and noble, and the room is full of warmth and flowers.

Mrs. Wang is not only a master of house fighting, but also a typical noble lady. Even if the Wang family is not as good as before, she will not be stingy with this idea of ​​arranging utensils. Yes, not a good name.

Jia Huan thought for a while, his house is so rich, so Aunt Zhao's room where Jia Zheng has been camping for a long time should be more luxurious, just now Aunt Zhao is still setting rules in the main house, Jia Huan suddenly came to visit , jumped out of bed and ran to watch.

Picking up the curtain to go in and turn around, Jia Huan nodded, everyone said that Mrs. Wang is a Bodhisattva, she really couldn't find any faults, no wonder Aunt Zhao couldn't find a sympathetic person no matter how hard she went up and down. , didn't get any good results.

Mrs. Wang's rank is so high, it will be difficult for him to deal with it. Either she will be killed in the early stage, or she will be bullied, neither of which he wants.Although he was born as an orphan in his previous life, no one dared to look down on him with his own hard work and arrogance, okay?Aunt Zhao is unreliable, so she has to find a way to stay away from her, so as not to be implicated.Even though the nanny was kind to him, she was just a slave, and it would be fine if she didn't follow him to eat melons, and there was really a limit to what she could do for him.

Mrs. Wang definitely can't tolerate him being better than her own son. It's just a word to compete with Jia Baoyu, but it can't be too bad. There must be something outstanding. If you want to study, you have to please a few family members, so as not to be famous in the house. All the maids and mothers-in-law can show him face.Even if he didn't care about the living conditions in Jia's house, he couldn't drink the northwest wind after ransacking the house. With his status in Jia's house, he would definitely not be able to save much money, so it was very important to have skills by his side.

How to do it?Jia Huan sat on the stool and thought hard, the corner of his eyes inadvertently glanced at the rhombic mirror on the dressing table.When I first read A Dream of Red Mansions, the book said Jia Baoyu was so handsome, and Jia Huan was so unsightly. How did that sentence describe the obscene and rough behavior?He took a few steps to the mirror, curious about how obscene the new body would look like.

The little baby in the mirror looks like three or four years old, with short black hair barely tied into two one-inch-long braids, and the broken hair hangs down smoothly on both sides. Although the small hairy head is childish, it is ruddy like a water chestnut. The small mouth is smiling, the pretty bridge of the nose is as sharp as a knife, the flying phoenix eyes are watery and slightly raised, the eyebrows are curved like the moon, the small face is the size of a palm, and the skin is pink and tender. It can be seen that he will be a beautiful man as handsome as jade in the future. Where is the slightest ugliness.

Thinking about what was written in the book again, yes, it only described Jia Huan's temperament and demeanor, but did not mention his facial features at all.Thinking of this, Jia Huan shrank his neck, lowered his head and squinted his eyes to look at people from bottom to top.drink!It's not a wretched look, just a look that needs to be beaten.

If Jia Huan in the book has always been like this, it is a good survival strategy, and Mrs. Wang must be too lazy to deal with such a useless thing.But he definitely can't do it. Pretending to be obscene or something can be fooled for a while but not for the rest of the day. There are always times when Mrs. Wang's eyeliner is exposed all over the mansion. Take it, but what to do?

He was having a headache here, and Aunt Zhao slammed the curtain and came in angrily. Seeing her son in the room, she opened her mouth and complained, "They all said that Brother Lang was catching a book when he was catching Zhou. He is promising, Huan'er, you were still holding a pen back then, why didn't they say it. Our mother, mother and son have never been satisfactory in this family, wait for someday..."

Jia Huan was very annoyed when she saw Aunt Zhao, and thought that it would be strange to have such an incomprehensible mother like you to be popular. Seeing her talking more and more outrageous, she walked back to her room, leaving the high-pitched scolding behind her. .No wonder in the original novel, after Jia Huan went to tutoring, Mrs. Wang always put him beside him to write Buddhist scriptures. It turned out that it was because he caught something terrible when he was catching Zhou.

But fortunately, it’s just a pen and not a book, otherwise I’d die without knowing how to die, why not take advantage of the situation now, show interest in calligraphy and painting, and at least earn a good reputation among literati with good handwriting , In the future, I will have a skill that I can show when I interact with people to make a living.

Baoyu was no more than ten years old when Jia's family was raided, and his Jia Huan was no more than fifteen or sixteen.Now who pretends to be stupid and can't read, who can know it's fake? It's good to memorize the Four Books and Five Classics secretly. Why don't you focus on calligraphy and painting first, which has nothing to do with fame and fame, and you can still get it. Jia Zheng likes it, but his mother is unreliable, and his grandmother and sister are also unreliable, so he can only concentrate on attacking his father.

Only studying calligraphy and painting but not good at reading, Mrs. Wang can not only gain a good reputation of not suppressing concubine sons, but also poses no threat to Baoyu, which I would like to see.From this, the pen in Catch Zhou can be regarded as having a provenance.

After making up his mind, Jia Huan began to secretly observe Jia Zheng's every move. If he wanted to learn calligraphy and painting, he had to come forward.

2 design

On this day, Jia Zheng went back to the main room at night to chat with Mrs. Wang, and then walked to Aunt Zhao in the east wing of the backyard as usual.When I didn't enter the house, I wondered why it was so quiet here. Aunt Zhao didn't greet him as usual, and walked into the house with a frown, but saw a picture of the peaceful years.

His son, Jia Huan, lay half of his body on the desk, holding a brush, frowning and pouting his mouth to describe something stroke by stroke. Aunt Zhao sat aside doing two stitches and looked at her son, smiling gently and serenely.Seeing this picture of a loving mother and her son working hard, Jia Zheng couldn't help but stop and smiled a little.

Aunt Zhao noticed that Jia Zheng came in and just wanted to get up to say hello, but Jia Zheng waved her hand to tell her not to make a sound, and quietly walked around Jia Huan, wanting to see what the youngest son was writing so seriously.

Jia Huan made a V in his heart when Jia Zheng entered the house. After more than ten days of observation and inquiry, he found that Jia Zheng was rarely in Mrs. Wang's house except for the legal house day of the first day and the fifteenth day of the lunar new year. Rest, it's either the study or Aunt Zhao's place.

Jia Huan expressed full understanding of her father's behavior. Mrs. Wang is over 40 years old. Although her aging is not obvious, she always puts on a dignified Bodhisattva appearance, her whole face is wooden.Aunt Zhou is Mrs. Wang's dowry girl, not to mention she is two years older than her, her skill in meditation is unmatched, and she is almost like a fossil.

Looking back at Aunt Zhao, she was just in her 20s when she was young, both charming and enchanting, and she was always subservient and considerate in front of Jia Zheng, without a trace of her usual vitriol and vulgarity. The only favorite.

Jia Zheng walked up behind his son who was still sketching, and his eyes lit up. He thought that a four-year-old boy was just scribbling, but he didn't expect to be sketching a copybook he opened yesterday.Although the son's pen-holding posture is not correct - the hand is too small, and the writing is missing arms and legs - he dare not write the whole thing, but it is rare to be horizontal and vertical. Reported.

Aunt Zhao scolded her son just now when she saw her son holding a pen. She was afraid of breaking Jia Zheng's copybook and would be reprimanded. Later, she was relieved when she saw that her son didn't scribble on the copybook, and she took the initiative to rub the ink.Seeing his son's serious writing, the master smiled in surprise and couldn't help but feel proud.

"Master? Please greet the master." Seeing that he had successfully lured the enemy, Jia Huan's hands were sore, and he pretended to look sideways at the copybook.

"Well, Huan'er is writing for the first time?" Jia Zheng rarely had a good face.

"Yes, today I saw that the master's book was my favorite, so I copied it for a while, and Huan'er didn't dirty it." Jia Huan pretended to be [-]% nervous.

"Hehe, it's okay." Jia Zheng waved his hand to show that he didn't mind at all, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Does Huan'er like reading?"

Although Baoyu was clever, he didn't dare to force Baoyu to study because of the old lady's doting on Taisheng and his former son Zhu'er.If Huan'er likes to read, it's better to find a gentleman to sit in the library at home. If there is a younger brother who wants to come to Baoyu, he is too embarrassed not to study.It has to be said that Jia Zheng still cared about this son-in-law before he completely gave up on Baoyu, but obviously he underestimated Jia Baoyu's thickness.

"Huan'er has never read a book, so I don't know if I like it or not, but writing is fun." Jia Huan looked at Jia Zheng with his small head sideways, looking cute and cute.

"Hehe, let's go play." Jia Zheng was even more satisfied when he heard such an answer. He didn't judge things that he hadn't tried. The kid was already cautious at such a young age, not bad.

Jia Huan saluted and resigned, Aunt Zhao's tender voice that could make people's skin pimples drop three catties rang out in the room, she trembled and walked quickly back to her room.

The nanny's daughter, Yunchu, was wrestling with a ball of thread in the room, her carrot-like little finger poking around and scratching the knot.Jia Huan looked at the fun and sat down in front of her. The little girl was just learning how to tie the net when she was in high spirits, and she didn't even notice that her master was back.

Yun Chu is only half a year older than Jia Huan, he looks average but has a good personality, he is cheerful, lively and clever, very likable, but he has a hard life.The nanny, Yue Shi, was born in a family, and her family's population is small, and there is no one who has three melons and two dates.The husband's family can't even look at it. There are no parents and mother-in-law, even the uncle and uncle are gone, leaving only a nephew who is only six years old.She gave birth to several boys but did not stop. A few years ago, a man died, and only this posthumous daughter lived.

It is self-evident that Madam Wang chooses such a Kefukezi, and the nanny whose whole family is dead gives Jia Huan the purpose. Aunt Zhao can't understand Yue Shi very much, because she is pointed out by Mrs. Wang, and she really can't be found to take care of Jia Huan. Only a slight mistake can be tolerated.

However, Jia Huan thought it was a good idea, since there was no one in the family, so there was no need to get involved. Mrs. Wang had controlled the Rongguo Mansion for many years, so how could he, a house-fighting rookie, keep her confidants in the mansion? Be his third young master, and if you don't do it, you won't die.

Putting aside those who are there or not, Jia Huan concentrates on teasing the little girl.Grabbing the webbing that was being tied, Yun Chu hit it on top, and he pulled it off on the bottom, the little girl immediately jumped up angrily.

Hehe, it's so cute to tease little Lolita.

Mrs. Wang was very irritable this morning. Last night, the master actually asked her to prepare a small courtyard outside the second gate for Baoyu and Huan'er to study.Baoyu is almost seven years old, and it is right to find a husband to study, but Jia Huan is only a bastard, and she wants to study with her Baoyu. She just wanted to ask whether Huan'er is a little younger, but the master flicked his sleeves and went out. With an irrefutable appearance, how did that little short-lived ghost get into the master's eyes?Aunt Zhao is really calculating, thinking that her son will be able to overwhelm her when he is successful, dreaming!Mrs. Wang was deeply conspiratorial.

The master's face was gloomy all the time, his always benevolent round face was squinted fiercely, the air pressure in the main room was so low that it made people breathless, even when Jia Huan came to greet him in the morning, the girl didn't look good when she saw him .Mrs. Wang's complexion did not improve until Baoyu came to pay her respects. After thinking about it, Jia Huan was called.

Jia Huan’s daily greeting schedule is as follows: first go to Jia’s mother, stand outside to salute, then go to Mrs. Wang’s, also salute outside, and finally go to Jia Zheng’s outer study to salute. Ya went.The rest of the time was spent chatting with Yunchu in the house, he didn't get the memory of Jia Huan in front of him when he passed through, Rongguo Mansion was full of mountains and rivers, almost catching up with the theme park, and he would definitely not be able to come back when he went out.What's more, it's safer to live in a warm house honestly in winter because of the antifreeze and waterproof calculations.

The time when Sanchun greeted him was about the same as him, but they always went directly to Jiamu's main room, and even gave him a back view.Baoyu got up late, and Jia Huan was already eating his morning snack when I asked An, so of course he couldn't meet her.Not to mention Jia Lian, Sister Feng and Li Wan, they didn't even have a chance to meet by chance.Mrs. Wang has seen it several times from far or near because she lives in the same courtyard.In other words, he didn't see many of the family members and brothers and sisters of Jia's family at all, and it was the same at night, and they often greeted Aunt Zhao face to face when Jia Zheng came to Aunt Zhao's place.

Seeing Mrs. Wang invite him to come over today, knowing that it was Jia Zheng who asked him to study, Mrs. Wang couldn't hold back anymore, so she gathered her spirits and followed the girl to the main room.

When I arrived at the main room, I saw a bunch of people standing outside Wuwu Yangyang, all dressed in gorgeous clothes and looking arrogant, and no one even greeted Jia Huan when he saw Jia Huan coming.Jia Huan knew that these were probably Baoyu's entourage, and the servants of Jiamu's place even had to give way to Mrs. Wang. Of course, he, a concubine, did not dare to offend, so he simply turned a blind eye and went into the main room with his head bowed.

Jia Huan and the girl turned to the inner room where Mrs. Wang lived, and saw a bright red figure standing in front of her eyes. She knew that it must be Jia Baoyu, otherwise it was not a festival, and who would dress like a hot girl? The soup was crab like.

"Huan'er greets my wife, and my second brother." Jia Huan greeted Mrs. Wang and greeted Baoyu by the way.

"Huan'er, have you recovered from your illness? I was going to see you, but the old lady said she was afraid of getting sick, so she didn't go." Baoyu saw Jia Huan coming in, and before Mrs. Wang could speak, she opened her mouth with a series of words.

"Thank you, second brother, for your concern. I'm all well." Jia Huan looked up at Baoyu, and he was indeed a beautiful and rare child.The six or seven-year-old doll, dressed in bright red and plump, with a fair and chubby little round face, big eyes flickering, and the ability to please people with a sweet mouth and tongue, is worthy of being called The most favored person in the Jia family.As for the affection in the corners of his eyes, forgive him for being without wisdom, no spring flowers can be seen from this little fat man's face.

When Mrs. Wang saw Jia Huan standing half a step away from Baoyu, her small head drooping in order, she couldn't help but look better. It doesn't matter if she is promising or not. She is just a bastard, and her status will never match her Baoyu.

"Master told me yesterday that he wants to invite a gentleman to sit in the restaurant for your brother, what do you think?" After speaking, he stared at Jia Huan fiercely.

"Ah? Ma'am, I don't want to go. You tell the master that I don't want a husband." Baoyu jumped up as if stung by a scorpion, threw himself on Mrs. Wang and dawdled like a twisted candy, all she wanted was to let the old lady spare him to go with her. A sour Confucian suffers.

"Huan'er, what do you think?" Mrs. Wang held Baoyu in her arms and looked at Jia Huan with good eyes.

"Second brother doesn't want to go, so why don't you go." Jia Huan looked confused, and he followed Baoyu's objection.

"Nonsense, you can't object to what the master decides." Mrs. Wang scolded Jia Huan, and also nodded Baoyu's head by the way, her complexion became better.It doesn't look like the little short-lived ghost is smart enough to look dumb, anyway, there is no one who doesn't study, just wait and see what happens in the future.

"Madam, look, Huan'er doesn't want to go either." Baoyu still refused to give up, seeing Jia Huan rushing towards him to draw an alliance, "Huan'er, don't you want to go too? You have to get up early every day, and you can't study well." Still have to be beaten."

Jia Huan's face turned pale when he heard that, and looked at Mrs. Wang pitifully, "Really know how to fight?"

"Just work hard." Mrs. Wang stroked Baoyu and asked casually, "Huan'er, do you know how Master thought of asking you to study?"

Jia Huan shook his head, still confused, "That day when the master saw me playing with copybooks, he asked me if I liked reading, and I said I didn't know." Even if he didn't mention writing on copybooks, Aunt Zhao's big mouth would hold back sooner or later. Can't help but say it out.Instead of letting Mrs. Wang think that he concealed and failed to report with ulterior motives, it is better to tell the truth.What's more, his answer is not very good. When asked if he likes reading or something, even if he doesn't like it, he has to say he likes it.

Sure enough, Mrs. Wang didn't bother anymore after hearing this, and after saying a few words to study with her husband well, she waved him away.

After Jia Huan came out, he still had that dull expression, and wobbled back to his room.Mrs. Wang listened to the report from the girl who sent Jia Huan back to the house, nodded and said nothing more, and concentrated on playing with Baoyu.

Within a long time, the third master Huan caught the eyes of the master, and the news that the master asked him to study with the second master Bao spread all over the Rongguo mansion, and there was a faint tendency to expand to the Ningguo mansion.Jia Huan frowned when she saw Aunt Zhao twisting her water snake waist and said madly that she wanted to make him good clothes for school.

"It's fine to ask the servants to hold the book. You should also wear clothes like Baoyu to let others know that you are a man of this family just like him." Aunt Zhao raised her voice when she saw that her son did not support such a far-sighted proposal. Octave.

"I was born by you. No matter how fancy I dress, I'm not the same as Baoyu. It can only make people laugh." Jia Huan curled his lips and walked out of the room, forgetting Aunt Zhao's scolding.

Wearing a red shirt can make others look at him high?It's a god-like logic. Isn't he a bastard who pretends to be so eye-catching? He thinks he didn't die fast enough. Yes, it seems that we still have to find a way to leave her. It's best to move to the outer courtyard, like a pig He couldn't resist his teammates, no wonder Tanchun in the original work was far away from this guy, and suddenly he understood her a little bit.

3 various states

When he got up early the next day to greet Jia Mu, Jia Huan was shocked that the world had become unreal. The servants he met on the road no longer turned a blind eye, but bowed down to say hello and gave way, and the maids in Rongqingtang stopped tense A girl in a green coat and pink skirt smiled at Jia Huan, and invited Jia Huan to enter the main room.

Jia Huan was so terrified by her laughter that he came back to his senses when he stood in front of Jia's mother, and hurriedly greeted Jia's mother, "The old lady is well, madam, the eldest lady is well." Everyone is really safe today, and the whole family mobilizes Do you want to meet him?

"Well, Huan'er is getting bigger too, I heard she can write." An old woman's voice was still full of spirit.

Jia Huan slandered her, and she knew that it would not be a problem for the old hag to live another 18 years, so she didn't dare to delay and replied: "Yesterday, the master scolded, saying that none of the characters written by Huan'er must be complete. I haven't learned it before, it's just for fun." Jia Huan pouted out his grievances as if he had been wronged and finally found someone to support him.

"Hehe, you are so stupid. I knew a lot of words when I was your age." The sweet and crisp voice of the little girl made Jia Huan raise his head.

I saw an old woman sitting upright on the first dark brown and purple painted golden arhat bed, with silver hair and high armbands, surrounded by pearls and emeralds, rich and majestic, looking at him indifferently, waiting to see his reaction.Sitting next to her was a little girl, with a pair of big eyes gleaming on her chubby face, thick black eyebrows with a heroic look, she couldn't say she was pretty, but she was cute and generous.

Jia Huan blinked and knew that it must be Shi Xiangyun, who was really old at the age of three.

There are two noble ladies sitting next to her. The one on the left looks younger, but her dress is old-fashioned, and her five-point beauty is forced to be covered by three points. At this time, she is looking mockingly at Mrs. Wang on the opposite side.Mrs. Wang was wearing a homely blue thong, she had a dull expression on her face, and the counting beads in her hands were spinning fast. Shi Xiangyun's words were obviously mocking Jia Huan's stupidity, but he thought deeply that she was not good at raising bastards. He's almost five years old and still doesn't know a word, so he doesn't look like a master at all.Jia Huan secretly laughed, the little girl in Xiangyun must not know that Mrs. Wang has made a note for her in her heart, and you and your loving brother will definitely have nothing to do in the future.

Standing behind Mrs. Xing was a resplendently dressed young woman with a haughty face, with her eyes upturned and her nostrils facing Jia Huan, as if she would stain her eyes just by looking at him.Seeing is better than hearing a hundred things. Sister Feng is so gorgeous that it makes people dizzy. The dressing table is almost embedded in her head. It is difficult for her to hold her head up.

Standing behind Mrs. Wang was Li Wan, whose whole body was plain, expressionless and staring straight ahead. He seemed to be more than a living person. Even the two or three-year-old Jia Lan beside him looked like a wooden doll.The two girls are so powerful that they don't even blink their eyes.

Sliding down three chairs with combed backs sat three girls in the same attire. The oldest one had a gentle face. Seeing Jia Huan looking at her, she pursed her lips and smiled. Sister Yingchun is very beautiful.The second one with shrewd eyes stared at him resentfully, as if scolding him for being taunted and not knowing what to say back, an idiot, don't ask if it's Tanchun.The third one, Xichun, is not only the same age as Jia Huan, but also looks a bit like him, with the same small face and phoenix eyes, looking at him intently, as if he has something to ask.

Jia Huan looked around for a moment, then turned his eyes to Shi Xiangyun again, staring at her in a daze.Seeing that Jia Huan didn't speak, Xiangyun just looked at himself stupidly, and after a little thought, he knew why, and couldn't help being furious, "I haven't been here for a few days, and you forget me? Last year I gave you the bean bag Eat, what a heartless person."

Jia Huan suddenly said, "Hello, Sister Shi, you came to my house to play again, ha ha." She smirked happily.

Those who were waiting to see his reaction couldn't help but feel discouraged, thinking that this child is hopeless, and his forgetfulness is so great at such a young age.

"Is it fun to study outside?" Xichun finally couldn't hold back anymore and asked.

The Jia family has always attached great importance to the self-cultivation of girls, and the three girls all follow the female teacher to take classes. Xichun doesn't like poetry, but only likes painting, and she is often taught by the female teacher on weekdays. Now I heard that the two brothers are going to invite outside teachers. All he wanted was to be more talkative than the female teacher, so that she could escape from the clutches of the devil.

"I don't know, if it's fun, I'll take you with me." Jia Huan replied very affectionately, and then smirked.

"Stupid words, there is no reason for a girl to go to study in an outer courtyard." Jia Mu laughed and scolded, too lazy to spend time with a silly child, "Yuanyang, go and give Brother Huan the Four Treasures of the Study and the new book you found yesterday. Huan'er, you have grown up, and you will study hard with Baoyu in the future, don't be naughty, you know?" Jiamu's most useful big girls are called mandarin ducks, I don't know why this old woman is so fond of this kind of bird that often climbs walls and stirs up troubles. obsession.

"Yes, old lady." Jia Huan replied obediently.

"Well, let's go." Mother Jia nodded, she was a good child, and even a good jj could be Baoyu's arm.

Thinking of this, Jia Mu's face became more loving, and the discomfort that arose in her heart from yesterday eased a lot.Zheng'er must have thought the same way, he shouldn't be so confused as to belittle the son-in-law and value the son-in-law, not to mention that the child Huan'er knew that he was very talented.

"Yes, Huan'er will leave." Jia Huan gave a deep salute, turned around and left Rongqing Hall.

If he is like Jia Huan in the book, who doesn't know the Red Mansion or the fate of this family, he will definitely feel resentful for being so guarded and despised by his relatives.But now, Jia Huan pouted and didn't bother to talk to them.

Jia Huan returned home with the nanny and Yun Chu, and was startled when he saw seven people suddenly appearing in his room, "Who are you?"

Seeing Jia Huan returning to the house and busy saluting, the smiles of the seven people crooked on the spot, "Third, third master, we are from your house." One of the old mothers replied awkwardly.

"Oh, that's it." Only then did Jia Huan realize that there were not only Nanny and Yunchu, but nine of them.One nanny, two old mothers, plus Yunchu, a total of six little girls, although not as good as Baoyu's bunch, but they are not bad.

"Why have I never seen you?" These scumbags ran away without a trace before, but now that they have seen him gain face, they want to come back to work as an errand. It's not that easy.

"We've been waiting outside, with Nanny and Yunchu around, we've been unable to reach out." Rou Rou, the most beautiful of the five little girls, glanced at Jia Huan and replied softly.There was grievance in the words, almost pointing out that the wet nurse and Yun Chu were bullying Jia Huan and prevented them from getting ahead.

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