The journey of the heavens by Jia Huan, the salted fish

Chapter 2 The Production of Sister Feng
Aunt Zhao has a beautiful appearance, she looks ten years younger than her actual age.

Because of this, Aunt Zhao was very favored by Jia Zheng, and she was not welcomed by Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang always tried her best to torture Aunt Zhao, but Aunt Zhao would cry to Jia Zheng. Although Mrs. Wang was depressed, she didn't dare to go too far.

Therefore, although Aunt Zhao is tired, her life is actually much better than that of Jia Zheng's other concubine Aunt Zhou.

At least, the decorations in Aunt Zhao's house are very good, and she has saved a lot of private money.

Jia Huan thought that Aunt Zhao's private money in the original book was cheated by Ma Daopo to harm others, so she decided to cheat Aunt Zhao's money away and hide it secretly.After the Rongguo Mansion is raided, the money will be used to redeem Aunt Zhao's body.

Aunt Zhao didn't have much knowledge, thinking that her son is also the young master of the Duke's Mansion, and he is also qualified to inherit the Duke's Mansion in the future, so why is his treatment and status lower than Jia Baoyu's?

Aunt Zhao whispered in Jia Huan's ear, telling him to crush Jia Baoyu in the future, preferably to become the master of Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Huan wanted to tell her not to daydream, but he is only a four-year-old child now, and it is impossible for Aunt Zhao to listen to her own words.

Jia Huan didn't bother to talk anymore, and dozed off while listening to Aunt Zhao's rambling.

The child sleeps a lot, and soon falls asleep.

Jia Huan didn't meet Lin Daiyu until a month later, and it was only from a distance that she didn't even say a word.

Lin Daiyu was chatting and laughing with the girls, without looking at Jia Huan.

His own sister Tanchun frowned after glancing at him, and turned her head away from him.

On the contrary, the cousin Yingchun looked at him very gently, and smiled at Jia Huan.

Jia Huan smiled back, and when others looked at him, he acted like a naughty boy who didn't understand anything.

This time it was a family banquet, and the masters of Ningguo Mansion next door also came together.

Although Jia Huan was young, he was not on the side of the women's family, but was brought to the table of Jia Lian and Jia Zhen.

There are other offshoots of the same generation on the table, all trying their best to please these two people.

Jia Zhen didn't care about Jia Huan's little douding at the table, and she wanted to talk nasty words.

Jia Huan couldn't listen anymore, slipped off the chair and slipped out of the flower hall.

Seeing the child running away, Jia Zhen laughed and said, "It's still a child!"

Jia Lian smiled: "Isn't it? It's good that he's gone, some words are really not suitable for a child like him."

Jia Zhen: "Sooner or later, you will grow up. It's okay to understand something first."

Jia Huan was walking alone, and the servants who passed by saw him and didn't bother to talk to him, but this was exactly what he wanted.

Jia Huan walked into the garden, found a place covered by flowers and trees and sat down, holding the plug in his hands, and began to doze off.

There is no way, the child is lethargic.

In a daze, Jia Huan heard someone's voice not far away.

The voice is refreshing, who else is it if it’s not Feng Lazi?
Behind her was Ping'er and two other second-class maids, giving orders as they walked.

Ping'er responded softly one by one.

When the two were not far from Jia Huan, Wang Xifeng suddenly slipped and fell backwards.

Ping'er and the two servant girls were shocked, and hurried forward to help.

But their strength was not strong. Not only did the three of them fail to help Wang Xifeng, but they were also brought down by Wang Xifeng.

Fortunately, Ping'er was loyal, seeing that the situation was not good, he directly laid on Wang Xifeng's body.

At this time, Wang Xifeng was already pregnant with Liujia, and when she fell like this, her body immediately began to bleed.

Ping'er was shocked, ignoring the pain in his whole body from being crushed, and asked the maid to help Wang Xifeng up, while yelling loudly.

The nearby servants rushed over when they heard the sound, and hurriedly carried Wang Xifeng away.

Jia Huan waited until there was no one around, and then walked out from Huamu.

He held a small stone in his hand, twisted his fingers on his index finger, and his finger was smeared by the oil on it.

sigh!

This kind of family fighting and palace fighting methods are rough but useful. You don't need to think about who is responsible for it.

He threw away the stone, with his hands behind his back, and walked back to his small courtyard with short legs.

When passing by Mrs. Wang's residence, it was quiet inside, and the maids and women who stayed behind were all nestled in the room.

He went back to his room, opened the window, lay down on the bed and started salting fish.

Today's Rongguo Mansion must be very busy, and I don't know if meals will be prepared in the kitchen.

If I knew it earlier, I would have eaten more at the table.

When I woke up, it was still dusk.

Aunt Zhao and Ji Xiang have returned.

Aunt Zhao took out the pastry and handed it to Jia Huan: "Hurry up and fill your stomach, don't even think about dinner tonight."

Jia Huan took the pastries, which were some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

He took out the best-looking piece, and pushed the rest to Aunt Zhao: "Auntie, you should part with Jixiang."

He is small, and eating a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake can be half full.

"Eat another piece." Aunt Zhao picked out another piece that looked good and put it in front of Jia Huan, and shared the rest with Jixiang.

Aunt Zhao's maternal love is much purer than Mrs. Wang's.

Jia Zheng didn't come to see Aunt Zhao at night, and the three of them went to bed early.

The next day, when Jixiang went to pick up breakfast, he brought back the news that Wang Xifeng had given birth to a daughter.

"My wife was very happy, and rewarded everyone in the whole house with a month's wages."

Auspicious and happy, no one will be unhappy if you can get an extra month's salary.

Jia Huan sneered in his heart.

Mrs. Wang was of course happy. Wang Xifeng gave birth to a daughter, not a son, and there was no threat to Jia Baoyu.

"Does my monthly payment also double?" Jia Huan asked.

Jixiang froze for a moment: "It should be..."

Jia Huan thought that even if his monthly money doubled, it would not be in his hands, so he stopped asking.

He picked up his spoon and started eating his breakfast.

Perhaps because of the reward of double wages, the people in the kitchen were happy, and the meals they prepared were richer and tasted better.

Jia Huan drank a small bowl of millet porridge, ate two emerald dumplings, and put down his chopsticks in satisfaction.

To say that he is most satisfied with his current life is the aspect of eating.

Although most of the meals in Rongguo Mansion are full of fish and meat, which is not suitable for people like Lin Daiyu who likes light food, it meets Jia Huan's taste.

Although he maintains his health, he chooses to exercise his body to maintain his health. In terms of food, Jia Huan will never wrong himself.

He likes food. After Hyundai retired, he used to wander around the world eating food.

The Rongguo Mansion was full of joy. Although the parties Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng were a little disappointed because the child was not a son, they were naturally very happy and excited to be parents for the first time.

For several days in a row, Jia Huan's food was very good.

He nestled in his small yard, ate and slept every day, and his body was rounded visible to the naked eye, making him look even cuter.

Aunt Zhao felt that her son was much cuter than Jia Baoyu.

(End of this chapter)