The Red Mansion's Jiahuan Raiders

What is the master thinking.

Waved away the girls in the room, and asked in a low voice: "Is Madam worried about Brother Huan?"

"Hey, you are the only one who knows about me in this family. What do you say about Huan'er? If you don't let him study, you are afraid of others talking. I don't feel at ease if I let him study." Mrs. Wang was asked by her confidant. She is not worried about things, she is worried that she has no one to discuss with.

"My servant heard that brother Huan is very talented in calligraphy and painting, but what's the use of mere calligraphy in the examination of merit, you have to write well, that's inseparable from talent and hard work." Miss must understand.

Mrs. Wang's mind is full of twists and turns, how can she not understand after hearing this, Huan'er likes calligraphy and painting, and the master also said that he wants to cultivate him, it is better to cultivate him vigorously, one is embodying virtuousness, the other is that Huan'er is not very smart at all, Don't expect to put all your energy on calligraphy and painting to test your fame.Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang was overjoyed, and ordered someone to prepare Zhang Shu'an in the inner room of the main room. From then on, Jia Huan was detained here to write after taking a nap every day, until Xichun came to play with him.

Now Baoyu can only study for two or three days in ten days, and Mr. Cen no longer sticks to textbooks when he is away. Although he is not good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is enough to enlighten a child.Jia Huan also changed from being dazed when he was studying, and learned quickly and well, so that Mr. Cen often nodded his head and said that he was the seedling of a dude. After Mrs. Wang heard this, she was secretly happy , relax a little more with Jia Huan.

Jia Huan learned to read and write every day, and had a great time painting and practicing playing the piano. Being held by Mrs. Wang's side didn't feel too difficult. Wherever she wrote, she couldn't write.What's more, it's only more than an hour, little sister Xichun will come to rescue him on time, it's very easy.

The girl in the main room was not happy when she heard that Jia Huan had to study in the main room every day. There was no one in this room who didn't hate Aunt Zhao, so she didn't bother with Jia as long as she prepared fruit snacks and tea. Ring up.Of course, this was just the coldness they thought. Whenever Baoyu came to the main house, as long as there was a girl who ignored him, Jia Huan had no love for these tricky little lolitas. He wished that they would stay away from him. What's more, there is everything to eat, drink, paper and pen, so there is nothing to worry about.

A few days later, everyone saw that Jia Huan always practiced calligraphy by himself quietly, and did not order them. It was not at all like Aunt Zhao's publicity and rudeness. The disgust in their hearts lessened and lessened, and they all got used to Jia Huan's existence before they knew it. Sometimes when I wake up late after a nap, someone will mention a few words.

Jia Huan is like a fish in water here, and from time to time he would come over with Zhang Xiaoqin to play the tunes he practiced for everyone. Seeing that he really didn't care about reading, Mrs. Wang put his heart into his stomach, and no longer forced him to come every day. main room.

But Baoyu became depressed, he couldn't figure it out, Huan'er didn't have to study, and the master even agreed to learn to learn the piano.But he was chased by the master to study all day long at home, and he would yell at him if he missed a word in the back of the book. Life is so unfair for Mao.One day, Jia Huan and Xichun were painting freshly picked peaches on the table in the main room. Baoyu came in unsteadily. Seeing his younger siblings so leisurely, he couldn't help asking in a deep voice, "Huan'er, do you like reading?"

When Jia Huan heard Baoyu's question, of course he shook his head and said he didn't like it. Mrs. Wang looked at it, Nima, who dared to say that she liked it, Xichun also joined in the fun and shook her little head like a shopkeeper's drum.Seeing that the two of them agree with each other so much, Baoyu was very happy. He just wanted to share the pain of being forced to study, but he remembered that Jia Huan was studying and playing all day long, how pitiful he was.

"Then why don't you go to class every day?" Baoyu became even more indignant after asking, accusing: "You don't have to learn those sour things when you go to class, of course you like to go."

"Hehe, I'm not as smart as my second brother. Since I have to go whether I want to or not, why not go as if I want to go." Jia Huan comforted me calmly.

"I don't want to go either, but the female teacher will teach me how to draw after finishing the textbook every day, so I will go." Xichun nodded and said, since it doesn't count, let's just go and dawdle.

"I just don't want to go." Baoyu jumped.

"If you don't go, the master will beat you." Jia Huan reminded with wide-eyed eyes and an innocent expression.

"..." When I mentioned Master Baoyu, I burst into tears.

"Anyway, you have to study. The second brother is so smart. Why don't you work hard for a few days and memorize all the books, and then you will be relaxed. It's cheap when the old man asks." Jia Huan felt a little pitiful when he saw him like this What's more, Mrs. Wang is sitting in front of the altar and listening to them. It's better to come up with an idea, change the way to coax Baoyu to study, and sell it to her immediate boss.

"That's right, if you memorize the book by heart, sir, you won't make trouble anymore." Xichun clapped her little hands, and Mao Sai suddenly realized.

"Let me think about it." Hearing what Jia Huan said, Baoyu felt that it was both reasonable and irrational. She counted carefully with her fingers. If she suffered a few days, at least a few months could be exchanged for stability. That’s right, Huan’er is still smart.”

"Okay, you guys take a rest, let's go out for a walk while the heat is coming down." Mrs. Wang seldom treats Jia Huan with a pleasant face. The meaning of persuading Baoyu to study, the disgust for him in my heart subsided by three points, the color also slowed down, and the voice softened.

"Second brother, yesterday I found that the pomegranate on a tree was about to turn red, let's go and have a look." Jia Huan stopped the goosebumps all over, pulled Baoyu and Xichun and ran out quickly, offering courtesies for nothing. , it is better to stay away.

7 Farce

Jia Huan played cute and played around every day, and finally finished reading the three general enlightenment books of Thousand Characters, Hundred Surnames, and Three Character Classics before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Since then, he has entered the ranks of literate cultural people and can finally get some miscellaneous novels and the like relieved the boredom.

And Aunt Zhao, who has been so complacent recently that she felt that even Mrs. Wang would shy away from her for a long time, also knew the reason why Mao's son's schooling path was so smooth under the ridicule of everyone.She thought that the master had spoken, and Mrs. Wang did not dare to stop her son from becoming a leader, and the days when she would be domineering were not far away. If her son was favored by the master, that poisonous woman of the Wang family was nothing.

Unexpectedly, the reason why Mrs. Wang didn't say a word was because her son was not a study material at all, even the master gave up letting him study for the imperial examination, and the books sent over a few days ago were just copybooks.Dizi and qin are all learned by dandies, but they are used to pass the time in case the son has nothing to do and learn badly from others and embarrass his ancestors.It's not that Mrs. Wang is afraid of her, but she is too lazy to talk to her. Her son is useless, and she can no longer hope to stand out.

Aunt Zhao rushed into Jia Huan's room angrily, and drove into Jia Huan's room. Yunchu heard the curtain and raised her head to see Aunt Zhao came in. She got up and wanted to say hello, but she was taken aside. Jia Huan was drawing a bright yellow pearl on the table Lian Chrysanthemum, seeing her in such a shape, just wanted to scold her, when Aunt Zhao's tweeter sounded:

"I'll beat you to death, you low-born, short-lived ghost. You usually go to study. Why can't you study well? Then Baoyu only goes to school for a few days in ten days. Why is he better than you?" The face was grim.

"The dragon begets the dragon, and the phoenix begets the phoenix. I was born by a slave, so I have only so little ability." Jia Huan sneered coldly.Although his body was born by Aunt Zhao, don't expect him to treat this kind of stupid woman as his own mother, and he will just provide her with care until the end of his life. It's better to avoid being a filial son or something.

"You, you, dirty seed, a short-lived ghost who will suffer a thousand knives." Aunt Zhao was so angry that she pulled out her voice so loudly that she grabbed the inkstone on the bed and threw it at Jia Huan.

Jia Huan had long resisted her trick, turned his toes and let the inkstone brush his arm lightly, but cried out like a abused child: "Ah! Auntie, what are you going to do? I didn't do anything wrong. , why did you hit me? Huh huh..."

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard." Aunt Zhao had a crazy temper, and she couldn't stop seeing Jia Huan crying and fighting with her. She grabbed the feather duster in the bottle and started chasing Jia Huan. ring.

When Yunchu saw Jia Huan winking at her, although he didn't know what it meant, he also cried and cried. For a while, the east wing room was full of chickens and dogs, resounding through the sky.

"What's the matter?" At the very moment when it was time to close, Sister Feng lifted the curtain and walked in, followed by Zhou Rui's family, both of them looked at Aunt Zhao with expressions on their faces, Zhengchou couldn't grasp the handle to deal with her, This is not delivered now.

Sister Feng was especially happy. Aunt Zhao, the former son, bumped into her out of nowhere and was on fire. Even Jia Huan, who was usually pleasing to the eye, was upset.

Jia Huan has been in school for more than half a year, and Aunt Zhao has been very frightened. Mrs. Wang and Sister Feng don't pay attention to her at all. She is only looking forward to her son becoming a high-ranking official in the future. That's called a high.Mrs. Wang knew that she was just a grasshopper after autumn, and she was only waiting to see the jokes, and didn't bother to meet her.But Sister Feng couldn't get used to these little fox wives, her eyebrows would stand on end when she was angry, and even Jia Huan didn't look good.

Just now she was talking to Mrs. Wang, and when she heard the commotion in the East Wing, she immediately walked over with joyful brows.Mrs. Wang had expected such a day long ago, so she gave Zhou Rui's family a wink and asked her to go and see the excitement, so that she could describe it to her when she came back.

It has been more than ten months since Jia Huan entered the Red Mansion, he pretended to be foolish and fooled around with everyone all day long, but in private he had a close relationship with the tempers of the masters of the Rongguo Mansion.Needless to say, Jia Zheng is a pretentious rotten Confucian, cool and face-saving.Mrs. Wang only regards her son and financial power as her life, and everything else can be sacrificed.Mother Jia is not much better. For the power in her hands, she can only overturn the Rongguo Mansion, so that no one can be grown up or young. As long as she sits firmly on the Diaoyutai, it will be fine, and the national laws and family rules will be ignored.As for Jia Lian and Sister Feng, one is purely transparent and the other is very talkative. In fact, she can't control half of things, but she is just a big girl.

For such a superb relative, let alone finding someone who can care for him, even finding a community of interests as a backer is a delusion.Not to mention Aunt Zhao, in her opinion, her son is just a tool for favor, and she only hoped that he could overwhelm Baoyu, and never seriously thought about his situation.

It's fine if he can't help, what's the matter with using him as a gunman to challenge his wife and son, does she want him to die, or does she want him to die.What is even more intolerable is the idea of ​​playing with his private property, because he refused to hand over his wife to her. I don't know how many troubles he has caused. Isn't he saving money for future considerations, prodigal bitch.

Since they couldn't find an alliance, they could only find a way to leave them. Of course, leaving home was not a consideration, so leaving the inner house was also a good choice.The outer court is Jiamu's territory, the reason why the Rongguo Mansion can still hang the plaque of the Duke's Mansion is due to Jiamu, the wife of the Duke, and Jiamu is also the main card for interacting with the honorable family.

The chief manager, Lai Da, is the son of Grandma Lai, Mother Jia's confidant, and Grandma Lai is the son of Grandma Lai. The whole family is full of geniuses, and the Jia family's loyalty to Mother Jia is guaranteed even before the decline of the Jia family. will pass on to others.Jia Mu is different from Mrs. Wang, no matter how much she doesn't like him, she won't kill him, and his safety in the outer courtyard is guaranteed.

It's a good idea, but how to make Mrs. Jia Mu Wang spit him out and let him go to the outer courtyard is really difficult.Of course Mrs. Wang wanted to separate him from Aunt Zhao, because without her son, Aunt Zhao was just a mad dog with its paws scratched, and couldn't jump anymore.But it doesn't work with Jiamu, mainly Baoyu, the reason why the elder brother is still in the inner curtain, and the younger brother goes to the outer courtyard.

Every time Jia Huan thought of this, he couldn't help sighing, Jia Baoyu was really a disaster.But it is impossible without Baoyu. As for the reason for moving out, if there is no reason, then find one out. For example, my aunt abused her own son and so on. I hope Mrs. Wang will be more helpful.

"Sister Feng." Seeing that Sister Feng was coming, Jia Huan did not hide, and called out to Sister Feng sadly, but was hit on the back with a duster, and then fell down, lying motionless on the ground.

"Ah! Aunt Zhao, you slave want to die." Sister Feng was dumbfounded. She just wanted to take a wrong place to punish Aunt Zhao. She really didn't expect that this shrew would be willing to beat her own son. She and Lian Er have been married for three years , I even dream of having a child, it doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, when I see someone beating a child, my eyes turn red immediately.

"Son!" Aunt Zhao was also dumbfounded. Although she had no scheming and means to ignore her, she really didn't think about what would happen to her son. stop.

"Hurry up and invite the doctor." Zhou Rui's family blocked Aunt Zhao while ordering the onlookers outside.A slave beating a master, even if the master was born by her, it is beyond the rules, this matter will make a big fuss, and the trouble can be as big as it can be.The fox surnamed Zhao gave birth to another brother because of the master's favor. Normally, even his wife would want to step on her feet, let alone her. Now, it's good. My brother's heart is cold and then he is rejected by the master. Let's see what she can do Bounce.

"He is the master. If it's not good, it will be disciplined by the master and wife. There is no need for you, a slave, to manage it. Now you have started it. Zhao, you wait for the family law." Sister Feng supported Jia Huan on the bed. , while yelling at Aunt Zhao.

"Is the third master okay?" Zhou Rui's family came forward to help Sister Feng take off Jia Huan's coat, and gasped when he saw a red purlin protruding from the back of the snow, which was as white as jade, and secretly scolded Aunt Zhao for being cruel. His own son could do this.After thinking about it again, I just took this opportunity to separate their mother and son.

"My third master, why are you hurt like this? Doesn't my wife feel so heartbroken when she sees it. Aunt Zhao, you are also a mother after all. Although the third master doesn't call you wife, you can't do anything wrong." Zhou Rui's family cried and sighed three times, as if their own father had died.

Aunt Zhao was even more confused when she saw that it was really serious, and she was blocked by Sister Feng and Zhou Rui's family when she wanted to go forward. After Mrs. Wang arrived, she couldn't go forward, and then the doctor also came. Not even a chance to plead.

This is of course a tragedy. First, she was reprimanded by Mother Jia, and when Jia Zheng returned to the inner house, she was furious after listening to Mrs. Wang's report. Go for three points.

His consistent principle is that it is okay for him to disobey the rules, but it is absolutely unforgivable for others to disobey the rules. Now that he heard that his son was beaten by his concubine, he was so angry that he jumped up and down.What is a son?The little master of this family is honorable even if he is a concubine.What is a concubine?But a slave.A slave beats his master, this will be spread, what has he become?A hypocrite who is seductive, blind, slavery and murderous, what face does he have to go out.In fact, you have lost face a long time ago, it's just that you don't know or pretend to be confused.

"Huan'er will be handed over to you for discipline in the future, and Mrs. Zhao will be confined for a month." Jia Zheng was furious, but the concubine was still reluctant to punish him harshly.

Seeing her husband go out angrily with a flick of his sleeves, Mrs. Wang and Zhou Rui's family looked at each other and smiled.Jia Zhengke had never lost his temper with Aunt Zhao. Although the punishment was not severe, it was enough for now.

"Madam, do you want it?" Zhou Rui's family stepped forward and asked in a low voice.It's better to take this opportunity to completely separate the mother and son.

"Wait a minute, the master is not too angry this time, Huan'er is always in a daze, Aunt Zhao can't count on him to fall into his old ways in a few days, and then it won't be too late." Mrs. Wang leaned on the pillow Smile slightly, it won't be too long, she is not in a hurry.

"Brother, are you okay?" Mother Yue asked Jia Huan holding back her tears.She didn't go to the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles, why did my brother get hurt like this.

Jia Huan is very popular now, I heard that he was injured, not only Mother Jia asked someone to come to see him, but also Sanchun came here in person, and Madam Wang's girl and mother-in-law made him dizzy.He left with great difficulty, and his patience was at an end, but he still felt warm in his heart when he saw that the nurse felt sorry for him, so he couldn't help laughing and said:

"Hehe, does the nanny want to move out of the East Wing?" He was not a real five-year-old child, he had never suffered in the orphanage in his previous life, and he didn't take this little injury to heart at all.

"Where are you going to move?" Mother Yue was a little confused when asked.Of course she would like to be far away from the Wang Zhao two who fight every day, but this is not what they can say.

"Let's wait and see. I believe Mrs. Madam will be willing to separate our mother and child if I give you some more ladders." Jia Huan dragged his small chin and said softly.

"You can't get hurt anymore." Mother Yue said distressedly as she held Jia Huan in her arms.Of course it's good to be able to move out, the main house is Mrs. Wang's world, and my brother can't move even if he is under her nose, and there is no reason for him to be black handed someday.But if you go far away with Aunt Zhao, your brother will have to suffer. She has always regarded Jia Huan as her own son, and she really can't bear it.

"I'll try my best." Jia Huan smiled wryly. She was only five years old, and she didn't dare to act smart anymore. There seemed to be no other way but tricks.

8 make trouble again

Aunt Zhao was locked up, and there were no troublemakers. Jia Huan recovered from his illness and was very happy. Mrs. Jia Mu Wang gave him delicious and fun food every day, and Sanchun also came to accompany him every day. He was not good at welcoming the spring and cherishing the spring. Said that Tanchun is no longer as cold-eyed as before, although he still can't hold back his face, it is considered peaceful, and there is a feeling of pity for a sister and a brother who are in trouble.

I am in a good mood, and of course the injury heals quickly, and after a few days of happy Double Ninth Festival, Jia Huan was startled by howling when he went to pay his respects to Jiamu at night.

Looking at the girl at the door inexplicably, the only one who can cry like this in Rongqingtang is the old lady. This old guy eats delicious food every day, and keeps her grandchildren by his side like puppies to make her happy. What else can make her cry? into this?

"Third Master, be careful. Someone from the Lin family said that the aunt is seriously ill." Now Jia Huan is in charge of the ladder himself, and occasionally can give some rewards, so the little girls are not as negligent as before.

"Understood, take it." Jia Huan was taken aback after hearing this, and said to himself that he was still a fan of Daiyu, but he never thought of Daiyu once in the Dream of the Red Chamber, it really deserves to be damned.

But it didn't show on the face, he stuffed a few copper coins for the girl, and walked in.Jia Min is seriously ill, and Daiyu is afraid that winter will come soon. Although his love for Daiyu does not involve the relationship between men and women, it is impossible to see such a beautiful and beautiful girl die in this dirty place.

"Old lady, my aunt is still young. You can't say that you are sick. It's just that those quack doctors are afraid of taking responsibility to bluff people. Now it's important to hire a good doctor." Being grounded, Jia Zheng only had the outer study and the main room to go to, and he was really proud.He also heard that the rival Jia Min had a few days to live, and almost couldn't hide her joy. Seeing that Jia's mother was not crying, she had to squeeze out a sad look and come forward to comfort her.

"That's right, hurry up, tell Zheng'er to invite a famous doctor." Mother Jia felt that it made sense, and hurriedly chattered to her son to order the task.

"Old ancestor, let's see if there are any good medicinal materials, so we can send them together." Naturally, Sister Feng would not miss the opportunity to sell well, and quickly reminded.

"Yes, Yuanyang, quickly take out the old ginseng that my son kept away..."

Baoyu and Sanchun saw that Jiamu was relieved of the grief mode and was busy looking for things, so they saluted and retreated, and went outside to see Jia Huan sitting on the couch, and couldn't help smiling, "I said why I haven't seen you at this time, so it's here Lazy." Baoyu nodded Jia Huan's head and said, this younger brother is not only beautiful, but also always gives him good advice, he likes it very much.

"Is the old lady okay?" Although it was a question, Jia Huan had already confirmed the answer. The old lady will be fine if anyone has trouble. The person she loves the most is herself. It is to remove toxins from the body.

"Oh! I don't know what happened to the Lin family's cousin." Baoyu sighed, immersed in the sudden sadness.

Hello!My question is the old lady, why did you go to Yangzhou? It turns out that you have missed sister Lin so early.Jia Huan complained secretly, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Nothing, let's go." Yingchun pursed her lips and smiled, took Jia Huan's little hand and walked out. Baoyu's thinking was always eccentric and stubborn. It's not something ordinary people like them can understand. If you follow him, you'd be stupid.

"How is the third master today? These are the shoes that my aunt made for the third master, and the third master is trying it on." As soon as Jia Huan returned to the house, the little girl from Aunt Zhao's place followed him in with a tray, and it seemed that she had been lying in wait for him for a long time. up.

Aunt Zhao seemed to have changed completely since she was grounded. She spoke softly and dressed plainly. She asked Jia Huan to visit her all day long and was very earnest, not to mention gentle.Although he understands the truth that a dog can’t change j□j, in fact, Jia Huan, who is very eager for family affection, sees her efforts to improve the relationship between mother and child, and his heart softens. He begins to hope that if she is always so peaceful, it is okay to maintain the status quo.Of course, he will soon understand that luxury is luxury.

Jia Huan took the exquisitely embroidered shoes and hooked his mouth, "How is Auntie? I'll go and see her."

"Master has been by my side since the ban was lifted, and my aunt is fine." Seeing Jia Huan's happy face, the little girl threw away her cautious heart and immediately made public.

Jia Huan frowned, Jia Zheng is a star who can't live for half a month without beauty, the past month has been hard to think about, Aunt Zhao will of course have to slap her when she is released from the ban, I'm afraid Aunt Zhao will forget her scar when she heals It hurts, and I get crazy again after a few days.The slave follows the master, this little girl had her tail tightly clamped a few days ago, and she has shown her signs in just a few days.

Thinking about it, Jia Huan dropped his shoes and walked to Aunt Zhao's house. He didn't want to make a fuss if he could live a good life, but if Aunt Zhao didn't cooperate, no wonder he was cruel.

When he walked to the door of Aunt Zhao's room, he almost got smoked when he picked up the curtain. Aunt Zhao was wearing a bright yellow dress and was playing with a small jade incense burner on the table. There are wisps of green clouds floating through it, one can tell it is extraordinary at a glance, where does such an expensive thing come from?

"Auntie, what are you doing?" Jia Huan asked with a smile.

"Huan'er, you're here." Seeing her son coming, Aunt Zhao turned around, raised the incense burner in her hand, and smiled triumphantly: "Look, the palace incense that the master gave me yesterday, my wife sent it today This incense burner, let me tell you, it is a precious thing dug out of a whole piece of emerald, my wife is like a treasure on weekdays, but now I see that the master still spoils me as usual, why don't you obediently give it to me." Finished speaking His face was raised almost parallel to the ceiling.

Jia Huan shook his head secretly when he heard this, Mrs. Wang is really a master of house fighting, such a handful of these two things immediately gave birth to her old ways.But to praise and kill, the point is not to praise but to kill. This person is hopeless, so there is no need to send him off if he is leaving.

Jia Huan didn't say a word, didn't even bother to roll his eyes, and turned back to the house with his hands behind his back. Mrs. Wang couldn't wait to separate their mother and child, so he didn't have to do anything, just wait for the move.

Over there, Aunt Zhao saw that Jia Huan didn't respond to her flirtatiousness at all. She scolded the little bastard a few times and stopped caring. She just concentrated on playing with the incense burner, while thinking about how to please the master at night, and was banned for a month. The grievance has long since disappeared, and the ambition to compete with Mrs. Wang has returned.

In mid-October, the Lin family came to report the funeral crying, and Jia's mother cried and made a lot of noise, disturbing the rest of the world, and finally sent Jia Lian to Yangzhou to pick up Daiyu, thinking that she could live in peace and wait to see the outside world. Immortals are gone, but Mother Jia and Mrs. Wang, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, began to get up nonstop.

It should be said that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cooperated happily when dealing with the big house on weekdays. Jia Mu carried Mrs. Wang over the big house to consolidate her power. It was a win-win situation, but once Jia Baoyu was involved, the two immediately tore apart their faces and started fighting.

Jia Baoyu was born with a jade in her hand, born with a vision, destined to be extraordinary. Jia's mother put the hope of revitalizing the Rongguo Mansion on Baoyu, so she naturally wanted to let her own person be his wife, so as to increase her weight in this family.Mrs. Wang not only regards Baoyu as her hope, but also her son and her life. How can she let Jia Minsheng's daughter, who is so jealous to death, be her daughter-in-law? What authority?

Jia Huan was also having a headache when the family was having a good fight, and of course it was Aunt Zhao who could give him a headache.While Mrs. Wang was busy fighting for the decision-making power of her daughter-in-law, she did not forget to praise Aunt Zhao from time to time. Give her a small object today, and take a small step back when she is crazy tomorrow, which only attracted Aunt Zhao to a little more arrogance than before.Of course, I can't stand her son who doesn't live up to her even more. Throwing and scolding has become the norm, and I don't even get angry with Tanchun. She made a face like this.

Tanchun was so angry that he threw all the faults on Jia Huan. It was because he didn't work hard that he caused her to be looked down upon, and Jia Huan didn't like it even more.Jia Huan also became increasingly irritable, no matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't stand being pointed at his nose and scolded twice for three days. The two of them, the mother and daughter, only thought about how much benefit they would get if he was successful, and never put themselves in his shoes and thought about his situation. .Although he is the young master of the Jia family, he is a concubine. Is it easy to make a living under the covetous aunt?The sister and brother who were a little warmer with Tanchun were once again frozen three feet, and became a little more indifferent.

Life is like boiling water in a pressure cooker, just waiting to gush out when the lid is lifted.This day, Aunt Zhao got bored somewhere, and she kept cursing after returning to the house. She couldn't get enough of cursing in her own room, and even went to Jia Huan's room to swear non-stop.

Jia Huan endured it and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to persuade: "Auntie, what are you fussing about with those people, just run away when others provoke you, why bother to make trouble every time. When I grow up, I will stand outside Hold on, you'll be fine, just take it for me, bear with everything now."

Aunt Zhao was even angrier when she heard this, and she thought what she meant to stand outside. Could it be that the furniture in this mansion is all cheap? Baoyu can't make it, so what's the use of her having this son?He couldn't help but shouted: "Hold it? Why should I hold it up? It's better to quarrel, or we will lose face together."

"Why? Because you are just a concubine, no matter how much you make trouble, you will be nothing more than an unworthy slave. What you do will not interfere with the wife's affairs, but will only make yourself more vulgar." Jia Huan Extremly angry.

"It's not that I want to be a concubine." Aunt Zhao's voice was even higher. If it wasn't for the bad belly of the reincarnation, why bother to be a concubine with her beauty.

"It's really not what you want to be a concubine"?Jia Huan lowered her eyes and sneered in disdain, assuming he hadn't heard of her bed climbing history.

"I'll kill you bastard." Aunt Zhao was furious when she heard her son ridicule her so much, and slapped her face.

Jia Huan really didn't expect that in just a few days, she would be out of her old ways. She was totally unprepared, and her little face was slapped. That's not counting. When she fell off the chair, she took off the tureen on the desk with her arm, and snapped the tureen. Fragmentation cuts the wrist wide.

"Ah!" Da Ya screamed.

She has never been proud since she came to Jia Huan's house. Not only did she get a shameful name, Jia Huan never pretended to her, so she never went to Jia Huan's side.Even the embroidery work deliberately picked a time when Li Jiahuan went to pay his respects at night on weekdays, and unexpectedly saw a good show.Originally, Aunt Zhao taught Jia Huan a lesson and she wanted to relieve her hatred. She secretly hid behind the screen and watched the joke. Who would have thought that when she heard the noise, she stretched her neck and saw Jia Huan's blood flowing out.

Her scream was so penetrating that everyone in the main courtyard heard it.Jia Zheng, who had just entered the main courtyard, was so frightened that his calves trembled, and he walked towards the backyard angrily, thinking that he must teach the unruly servants a lesson, what is the etiquette of making loud noises for no reason.

Mrs. Wang heard screams in the east wing and led others out. She was about to bow her knees to salute Jia Zheng when she saw the big girl running out of the east wing as if she had gone crazy.

"Stop, you slave, who taught you the rules, where is the place that allows you to speak loudly." Jia Zheng was furious, and the eyes of these diabolical slaves became more and more deserted.

"Blood, the third master was covered in blood from Aunt Zhao's beating." Da Ya didn't forget to trip someone even when she was scared to death, and exaggerated a spot of blood to cover her body. It can be seen that Mrs. Wang chose her to be It took a lot of effort.

"What?" Mrs. Wang lost her voice, and then ran towards the east wing, feeling more anxious than hearing that her son was injured.

"This villain." Jia Zheng stomped his feet angrily and followed, but he didn't know who he was scolding.

It was lively outside, but the house was terribly quiet. Aunt Zhao was always in debt. Jia Huan had been beaten many times since she was born. Except for the last time when she was found out, she had never had any accidents. Now her son sees blood and will She was too scared to move.

Jia Huan didn't move, he leaned on Baibaoge and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Although the wound on his wrist didn't hurt the veins, it still left a lot of blood. It's also just to get away from this stupid woman, so as not to cause trouble again.She didn't have a son to rely on, and there was less trouble, everyone was quiet, and Ting Duo took her and her grandfather's family out of the house before ransacking the house, which can be regarded as full of love.

9 deren

"Huan'er, how are you? Quickly, tell Zhou Rui's family to send the imperial physician." Mrs. Wang turned around the screen and saw a puddle of blood the size of a palm dripping on the ground. , Chatter told the little girl who came with her to go and ask the doctor.

"Hey, how did this happen? Mrs. Zhao, what do you say!" Jia Zheng, who came in afterward, saw that not only his hands were bleeding, but his son's face was also swollen, and he was so angry that he ran away.Don't ask, it was Aunt Zhao's good deed again, she was punished for a few days and made the same mistake again, even the concubine couldn't control where his face was going to be.

"I, I..." Aunt Zhao couldn't speak, and she trembled in fear when she saw Jia Zheng's anger.

"Mr. Zhao, you can be regarded as the half master of this mansion now. What is there to rely on? As for torturing the child like this, Huan'er is the master's flesh and blood after all. You don't feel sorry for me, but I do." Mrs. Wang wept. Dao said, pressing Jia Huan's wrist firmly with a handkerchief, and then turned around to ask someone to fetch Baiyao to stop the bleeding.

"What are you still doing standing here? Hurry up and get a cloth to tie your wrist to stop the bleeding. You really want to see him die." Jia Zheng saw that the veil on the wound turned red quickly, and he was angry and anxious, and shouted at Aunt Zhao. scolded.

Aunt Zhao was so scolded that she regained her composure, and hurriedly opened the box and tore the cloth. Madam Wang applied the medicine and bandaged it herself. The son wiped the blood on Jia Huan's arm.

Here, Jia Zheng kicked Aunt Zhao out earlier, and walked around the house by himself, this time he was really frightened.The sons of the aristocratic families have been raised with dignity since childhood, especially the Jia family. Boys have always been raised in the inner courtyard. You can yell at the slightest bit of skin, so that everyone in the family knows that they have never been injured by bleeding.

"Why aren't Huan'er's nanny and girl in the house?" Jia Zheng asked in a deep voice, why would it be so if someone was around.

"Mother Yue's natal family had an accident, and she took Yunchu home. Huan'er has always been solitary, and she usually doesn't let people get close to her. Besides, whoever really dares to fight against Aunt Zhao when she asks her out can still Is it impossible to stop the mother and child from talking? This time, twice, how can the little people stand it." Mrs. Wang choked up.

"Hey! Why is this Mrs. Zhao so cruel?" Jia Zheng hadn't reached the point where Baoyu was so angry that he wanted to kill him. He really couldn't understand how his biological mother could beat his son like this. I also have doubts, can a woman who can do such a vicious hand be gentle?He's not stupid.

"Ms. Zhao has always had a big temper, but Huan'er is too young, how can he bear it if he beats hard. Master, I thought, why not move Huan'er out of the main courtyard and live in a courtyard by myself, so I don't see much face to face. Now, naturally there will be fewer disputes." Mrs. Wang said in a low voice.

Covering his face with a veil, he secretly looked at Jia Zheng's expression.She waited for a long time, and today she finally waited for a good time to send Huan'er out, as long as the master has a little thought, it will be done.

"Uh, it's just the old lady Baoyu's place..." Jia Zheng thought it was a good idea to keep Zhao and Huan'er aside, so as to avoid bloody disasters from time to time, and it would be a shame to pass it on.Only