[Red Chamber] Jagged Lin Daiyu

Lin Daiyu leaned against her mother, staring at the tall and strong black fat man reluctantly: "Master... come back soon."

Two eyebrows that seemed to be frowning but not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be weeping but not revealing, looked at the master faintly, eyes full of reluctance.

Fourth Sister Wen's heart was sour when she saw her, she smiled and showed her small white teeth, and waved her hands heartlessly: "Master will bring you candied haws and rice cakes with stove sugar!"

Daiyu hesitated to speak, but just stared blankly at her back as she turned and left, feeling sore in her heart.

Master... is leaving?

Master didn't tell me in advance!

Why didn't Master tell me that she was leaving? I would tell her everything, but she didn't tell me anything.

No, I must ask clearly!

Fourth Sister Wen left in a flash, as if she had used lightness kung fu in her quick movements.

咻咻咻咻~

She also felt bad.

When Daiyu chased to the door, there was no trace of Master in sight.

The air outside the house was very cold. In an instant, the tip of her little nose turned red from the cold, and she sneezed. When she looked up, she saw snow as fine as salt flakes drifting down.

Daiyu turned her head and said: "Father, mother, I have something to ask Master." She opened the curtain and was about to run outside.

Jia Min hurriedly chased her out: "Daiyu don't go! Come back! Put on your cloak and ask your mother-in-law to take you there with a lamp. It's getting dark."

Daiyu suppressed her temper, put on her cloak obediently with her fists clenched, and walked slowly with a few women.

Although the journey is not far away, she is very anxious. My master has a quick temper. What if he has already prepared his luggage and left!

Anxious to urgent, I took a look and saw that there was a person in the old woman, who was my mother's confidant, who never hid things from herself, if she ran over with light work, she would definitely tell my mother when she returned, and that would be troublesome.Daiyu had no choice but to endure and walk slowly.

Fourth Sister Wen is packing her bags in the house. She has some new clothes made by Mrs. Lin, hairpin jewelry, some books bought here, gadgets, scattered silver, and ordinary notes. Leftover snacks, newly customized hidden weapons... a lot of long-winded.

She wanted to pack her luggage for the road, so she dug out all of them, spread them out on the bed and tidied them up slowly.

First pick up a small box, which is a boxwood box with a small brass lock.

She had already lost the key... Fourth Sister Wen took out an ear pick, stuck it into the keyhole, and yelled.

With a soft click, the lock opened.

In the box were a pouch, a folding fan, a pair of gold bracelets, and some sheets of paper with poems written on them.

These are all presents from Daiyu, she went out to find a carpenter to make a box to keep them.

Fourth Sister Wen was staring at these things in a daze when she suddenly heard the door creak and went out to see that it was Daiyu who pushed the door open.

A woman led the way, and four women held lanterns and surrounded the little beauty in the middle.

That little beauty lives like a fairy.

Daiyu looked at Master, she was such a tall, strong and powerful woman, she didn't wear makeup, she didn't like to dress up, she was warm and gentle, she made my body better and gave me countless good things to eat.

She couldn't say that Fourth Sister Wen was pretty, but she liked her very much.

Before Daiyu opened her mouth, tears flowed down her cheeks, and Lihua called out rainingly, "Master!"

Fourth Sister Wen heard her soft and aggrieved voice, her heart was about to break when she heard it, she walked over quickly, hugged her apprentice in her arms, and said to the women: "It's cold at night, please go away After a while, there is a pot of ginger tea on the stove in the East Wing, you can help yourself."

The wives were overjoyed, this sword pavilion has always been forbidden to outsiders, even the girl Qingque had to wait outside the door, it was a cold day, so it was supposed to be frozen outside, waiting for the young lady to come out , It turns out there is hot tea to drink.

They all thanked each other and went to the East Wing.

Daiyu just hugged her neck lightly, buried her head in it, a little sad but didn't want to talk.

Fourth Sister Wen carried her back to the house, touched her little face: "Is it cold?"

Looking at the mess on the bed, Daiyu felt even more sad in her heart, and asked in a low voice with tears, "Master, why didn't you tell me that you were leaving?"

Fourth Sister Wen blinked her eyes, put her on the bed, squatted down, looked into her eyes, and put her delicate hands in her hands: "Daiyu, it's not auspicious thing for me to go home to visit the grave this time." , I have to leave for a while, if I had told you earlier, you would have been sad for a long time. Now that you know, just count the days and wait for Master to come back, and draw a picture of ninety-nine cold dispelling."

Uh, where does this feeling that I am Baoyu come from?

Daiyu was warmed by her warm hands, and felt much more comfortable. She pouted and shook her feet, and whispered, "It's all written in the book. Master and apprentice are like father and son. I won't hide anything from you. Tell me nothing!"

Fourth Sister Wen was taken aback: "Is there something Master didn't tell you?"

Daiyu looked at her and said seriously: "Master, you come from a famous family and you are considered Lan Xinhui. What is your real name? Since everyone knows a nickname like Fourth Sister Wen, it must not be your real name." .”

Fourth Sister Wen was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly: "You are really meticulous. My real name is Zelan, so don't tell me."

"Master, don't worry~" Daiyu complained, "Am I the kind of person who doesn't know what's important? What a nice name."

"Actually, it's Lurui aconitum, a kind of herbal medicine, which is highly poisonous." Fourth Sister Wen looked at the little beauty with her chin in her hand: "What else do you want to know?"

Daiyu asked a few more questions.

When Fourth Sister Wen got up to pour tea, she saw the wooden box with carved patterns and inlaid copper pieces, opened it, and found that it was filled with gifts from herself, so she smiled sweetly.

After a while, Daiyu gradually became sleepy, and the wives took her back to sleep.

Fourth Sister Wen was about to go to bed, so after washing her face, she was too lazy to light the brazier, and then she was ready to lie down with her clothes on.

Suddenly Lin Ruhai's servant knocked on the door: "Fourth Sister Wen, are you there? Master has something to ask, please go."

She had no choice but to get up, yawned, stuffed her feet into her warm boots, and walked to the door: "Where is your master?"

"Master is waiting for you in the study." The servant replied respectfully.

"Let's go." Fourth Sister Wen rushed to the study and knocked on the door: "I heard that Dong Weng is looking for me?"

"Come in." Lin Ruhai was pretending to light up the lamp and read at night.

The bed curtains, screens, calligraphy, painting, piano and chess displayed inside are extremely chic.On the bed is a silk tent with silver hooks and an ice mat pillow.Next to it is a golden seal, with a strand of dragon saliva burning.The green window is half-closed, and the wintersweet is reflected outside the window.

Fourth Sister Wen entered the room, glanced quietly, and knew that there was a person hiding behind the screen, it should be Jia Min, but she didn't know what the intention was.Looking at Lin Ruhai again, the four treasures of the study are placed on the table, but the ink pool is full of ink, but the tip of the pen is not black.

It turned out that I was just reading a book and didn't write a word, but why did I grind a lot of ink at such a late hour?

Lin Ruhai put down the "Spring and Autumn" in his hand, and took out his official authority to face Fourth Sister Wen: "Please sit down, I have something to discuss with you."

But his tone was clearly not negotiable.

Fourth Sister Wen had a bad feeling in her heart.