No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

Just as Eunuch Xia said, Ou Mengmeng made people faint with her words. Of course, some people guessed wrong. The old saint would not give the old lady such a look, and would come out to receive her.

Only Concubine Hui saw her, so naturally there would be no topic that would worry Ou Mengmeng. Then she made Concubine Hui happy, and mother and son helped each other out.

After they went out, Concubine Hui remembered that she didn't ask a single question the old sage asked her to ask. She was so happy chatting with the old lady that she forgot.

The old saint was really angry to death. Concubine Hui was not used to the old man's behavior. They brought Jia She here, and they were supposed to meet the old saint. As a result, the old saint refused to see them and sent them to pay their respects to her. Asking questions that a woman shouldn't ask, how can she speak? Concubine Hui didn’t think she was wrong. The old sage’s fault was also his fault.

Waiting for the news to be spread back to the palace, the new emperor laughed again, thinking that his parents were really interesting. The old saint had such a big problem with the old lady.

Of course, in a city where the whole city is almost very happy, there is still a place that is as cold as hell, and that is Xiong's house. On weekdays, this place is generally called Princess Changlong’s Mansion.

Mr. and Mrs. Xiong relied on Grandma Xiong's connections with her natal family and were sent to a small county to serve as county magistrates. Now he doesn't care about his status or talent. I feel that escape is the key point.

Bachelor Xiong didn't have any serious errands to begin with. He was just a vague bachelor. These days, the second son was adopted and the eldest son ran away. It's obviously the Chinese New Year at home, but it's as cold as the weather outside.

Academician Xiong still studies in the study every day, and Princess Changlong doesn't go out. She feels that everyone in the city is laughing at her. Academician Xiong tried to comfort her, but there was no way because she couldn't listen.

So Academician Xiong gave up his advice and studied alone, letting Princess Changlong do everything in the house. Finally, he could no longer do anything and was wandering around the house like a wandering spirit. The entire Xiong Mansion is like a ghost house, which is scary.

When Jia Xuan arrived at Xiong's house, he stood at the door and took a look. It was still the eye-catching red paint door. He knew that what his parents valued most was the facade. People paint the red paint on the door once a year, but Xiong's house paints it every half a year. The huge copper door knocker , must be wiped every day, must show a gold-like luster, in order to show the uniqueness of the Xiong family.

Now, the paint on the door has not peeled off, and the copper door knocker is still the same, but for some reason, it looks dilapidated.

But he was not easy to control. He took the post and the gift list and asked others to hand them over.

The concierge saw Jia Xuan of the Jia family and asked for an audience. The concierge threw out the door sticker and shouted loudly, "The Jia family are not allowed to come within ten steps of the door."

Jia Xuan could only stand up and look at the man quietly. That man was also an old man from the Xiong family. He knew Jia Xuan. When he saw him, he almost knelt down, but thinking about it, he felt a little at a loss. Really in a dilemma.

"I'm back in Beijing, come and have a look." Jia Xuan said softly, "Master, madam, uncle, are you at home?"

"Master and Madam are both here, please wait." The old man finally woke up and hurriedly got up and ran in. I'm really about to shed tears now. My dear son, I have to report the results when I come back. What a big deal.

Academician Xiong was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and shook his head, "Please go back to the Jia family. As a child, you should abide by the etiquette. Let him be filial to his parents, so that he can be worthy of the old saint's kindness."

The porter really had thousands of alpacas running through his mind. After a while, he looked around and hesitated, "How about asking the princess."

"I just can't see the princess." Academician Xiong looked helpless and sad. The concierge had no choice but to walk to the door dejectedly. He could only convey the message in a low voice. Of course, he could not say that he could not see the princess, but just asked him to go back politely.

Jia Xuan didn't know what he was feeling, so he left the gift, bowed to it, got in the car and left.

Think about it, Academician Xiong did the right thing, but why does the right thing make people feel so uncomfortable?

After returning home, meals were delivered to each room. Naturally, Jia Xuan's room was to the east of the second room. Because she was still unmarried, she still lived in the outer courtyard where the men lived.

Jia Zheng was also waiting for him and introduced him to Jia Jue. Jia Jue didn't have any sense of dignity in his heart. Knowing that he had a big brother, he was even more happy. blind enthusiasm.

"The old lady drank some soup after returning from the palace and went to sleep. Brother Chong also said that the old lady is fine, but she is old and is afraid she will have to rest in the past few days. Just now, or just now, your uncle said, I have already told Brother Rong from that mansion about opening the ancestral hall. Let's get ready first. You must go according to the rules." Jia Zheng asked them to eat and said while picking up food for him.

"Yes, what should I prepare for my son?" Jia Xuan asked hurriedly.

"Really, I can't even help with this kind of thing. I'll ask your uncle later. Besides, you haven't been back for so long. The yamen is afraid that there will be too many things. By the way, for brother Jia Qirong today, Jia Qirong I was originally your disciple, but I was your disciple before. Now you are the same generation, how can this be counted?"

Jia Huan and Jia Lan laughed together.

"It doesn't matter how you calculate it. My son's craftsmanship should be passed on to those who want to learn it. If there is no teaching to the apprentice, if the master starves to death, everyone will go to his own." Jia Xuan said hurriedly.

"That's right. You were supposed to meet your wife and kowtow. However, I just entered and she is now..."

"My eldest brother knows medicine, let him go and see his mother!" Jia Jue said hurriedly as he was his real son.

"The second brother is right, let your son go and see your wife." Jia Xuan actually knew the composition of the Jia family quite well and said hurriedly.

Jia Zheng Xiangxiang nodded helplessly and served him some food, which made Jia Jue wonder if he was a fake father. I can actually see him picking up food for his son one day. Moreover, what he saw was not just polite, this eldest brother was really more kind than his father when his own eldest brother was still alive.

After the meal, Jia Zheng accompanied Jia Xuan to the main room at the back. It was still Mrs. Wang's habit before. Everything was semi-old and the decoration was very simple. If you don't know, you might think that this is the daughter-in-law that the Jia family has mistreated.

Mrs. Wang has aged very badly in the past six years. She is half a century old, and because of her gray hair and sad face, she looks only a few years younger than the old lady. The old lady also pays attention to her health, does not move around, and is in good spirits. Otherwise, she would not be able to persist in traveling for a year. Wang's face was obviously lifeless.

"Madam, this is eldest brother. He's here to see you." Jia Jue went in, helped Mrs. Wang up, and introduced her softly.

This year, he often came in to see Mrs. Wang. Although he didn't dare to let her out, he tried his best to make her feel comfortable. However, at this time, Mrs. Wang had actually passed the time when she needed her children the most, and she almost didn't even recognize him.

Wuhan is -5 degrees, can you believe it? Then someone said on Weibo that Wuhan needs centralized heating to save energy and reduce emissions to benefit residents. As a result, a group of people said that there was a community in Qingshan that had central heating, and many people refused to pay the heating bill, saying that Wuhan was not cold. I don’t want to say it anymore. Really, if you live in the central area and there is no central heating, you might as well install one yourself. There is no point in talking to these people. By the way, I became presbyopic, literally overnight. In the words of a friend, La Mer cannot stop the speed of aging. well!