Walking into the Red Mansion starts from the maid

Mrs. Wang loves her son dearly. On the first day, she enjoyed a banquet with the maidservants who served her close by. On the second day, she took time to come to Jiangyunxuan in the afternoon to strengthen the relationship between mother and child.Baoyu was not as trembling in front of his own mother as he was when he saw his own father. After a few gags and acting like a baby, both mother and son returned home full of joy.

It happened that when I left Jiangyunxuan and saw Xue Baochai coming to the door, I was so happy that I couldn't see my teeth for a while, so I took Baochai into Baoyu's room, and then ordered the dinner to be served in Jiangyunxuan.

Mrs. Wang and Baochai in the room couldn't help smiling at each other when they saw Baoyu playing with whips in the yard.

"My wife has been very busy recently, but Jiangyunxuan is a treasured place to find peace amidst the hustle and bustle." Baochai helped Mrs. Wang into the flower hall, and put the soft pillow on the armchair behind her, telling her to lean on the side Come on, said softly.

When she was about to sit in the lower seat, Mrs. Wang took her hand, patted it again and again with a smile on her face, and then said, "Baoyu is impatient, and Tanchun is a stern-faced Duke Bao, so I don't know how to follow suit." Who. I really envy your mother for having such a good girl as you."

Jia Yuanchun was a member of the royal family, and he wanted to avoid it, so the two of them tacitly never mentioned it.But after hearing this, Baochai didn't hold back, her almond eyes were full of smiles, and she thoughtfully said: "Madam's words call me tormented, my magic star brother, as long as he has three points of Baoyu's talent, my aunt and wife You don’t have to worry about it every day.”

Mrs. Wang is very proud of Baoyu, and feels that Baoyu is the most outstanding talent in Jia's mansion. Baochai's boasting like this, although she doesn't show it on the face, she really appreciates it in her heart. As they come and go, the two become more and more warm .

"Sister Bao is here." Baoyu saw the servants filing in with food boxes, she turned around and asked Qiuwen in puzzlement, "How can I eat so early? I still want to take a bath."

Qiuwen chuckled and said that the wife is going to eat here, so you go and wash with us, before she finished speaking, she heard Baochai say: "It's not sister Lin who said early in the morning that the flowers in the garden have fallen, They are all picked up and exiled to the running water. I don’t understand such elegance, but I understand this kind of wind and cold.”

After all, he covered his mouth and laughed straight, knowing in his heart that Daiyu was not seriously ill, otherwise why would he have the heart to call Xueyan to invite him to come and talk?

She said this on purpose to Baoyu.

Baochai didn't like the talk of gold and jade, and she was very disgusted with the matchmaking of several elders. On the surface, she had nothing to say, but expressing her dissatisfaction in a small way was to let the elders know that this marriage was not just a matter of two adults. .

Among the rich and powerful families, even though they were fighting openly and secretly and refused to give in to each other, they were still in harmony on the surface. The two of them came and went, and I don't know how many tricks they have gone through. Only Jia Baoyu was kept in the dark, still not knowing, full of eyes. It was Baochai who said that sister Lin was ill and wanted to see her.

"I'm hungry, let's start the banquet." Baoyu didn't care to take a bath, and kept urging to eat.

The elders are present, so it is not good to leave early.Jia Baoyu had no choice but to twist and turn on the stool, as if there were nails under his buttocks, it was difficult to sit still, and he hoped that his mother would say that it would be like this today, let's leave.

Mrs. Wang saw it in her eyes and was angry in her heart.

The old lady wanted to make an alliance between Mu and Shi, but because Mr. Lin was gone, and the two children were young, she never had the chance to make it clear.She met Sister Lin, who was young and frail. Now that her parents have died and she is alone, it is hard to say whether she can grow up to the day of marriage.

Originally, I thought that when Sister Lin came to the mansion, she would spend the same amount of food and clothing as the serious Miss Jia, and add extra clothes for the four seasons, take care of the New Year, and allocate a sum of housing expenses for her to extend medical treatment, so that she can support her well. If she leaves the court, she will have fulfilled her aunt's affection.

Therefore, she never let go of Baoyu's marriage.

A table of delicacies is tasteless, like chewing wax, Baochai tries to stir up a conversation and warm up the atmosphere, but Mrs. Wang doesn't answer a word, and Baoyu is even more stupid, with a foolish look of wandering too far away.

Then he stopped talking and just counted the rice quietly.When Xue's father died early, Aunt Xue brought her son and daughter to Jia's residence to relieve their sorrows. Unexpectedly, they lived there for two or three years until Uncle Ziteng returned to the power center.

Since Uncle Zi Teng took control of the nine provinces a few years ago, when the holy family was in full swing, the relationship with the aunts and nephews in Jia's house continued to heat up, and Mrs. Wang was even more happy about her relationship with Baoyu.

What's more, the concubine also loves Baoyu very much. When Mrs. Wang saw the two children in front of her, one handsome and handsome, one with picturesque eyebrows, she couldn't help clapping her hands and said with a smile: "Since Bao girl has come to my house, I will ask the old lady someday." Ma'am, it's a good thing for our two families to become one family!"

After Baochai heard this, she sighed and said softly, "It's fortunate that my wife took pity on me, so that my elder brother and I don't have to be wandering outside. There is nothing to repay, and we must treat my wife like a god, man and Bodhisattva, every day." Pray..."

"Come on! Didn't you say that sister Lin is ill? You two should go and have a look quickly, don't worry the old lady." Mrs. Wang's face changed and she blurted out.

Baochai looked at Zhou Rui's family indifferently, nodded slightly, then got up and left the table to say goodbye.

"Miss Bao is more determined than my concubine." Zhou Rui's family saw the two leaving one after the other, pondered for a long time, and then whispered to Mrs. Wang who was sitting blankly.

Humph.

Mrs. Wang sneered.

Yunzhu and the others who were waiting at the door didn't even dare to breathe. When the cold wind blew, they couldn't help being shocked. They were all overwhelmed by the news of Baochai's refusal to marry. What does it mean to be worshiped as a celestial Bodhisattva?Does that mean that he would rather become a monk than marry Jia Baoyu?
The servants at the backlight of the door are chatting with each other.

Mrs. Wang raised her head slightly, but she didn't say a word, she just looked at the smile that was gone before, with a calm face, pushed the door and walked out.

As soon as the door curtain slammed, everyone fell silent.

When the door rang again, everyone couldn't help following them secretly, and when they saw the door was closed again, they let out a long breath—fortunately, the wife didn't get angry.

Jiangyunxuan and Bishagui were originally separated by a wall and shared the garden, but now that Daiyu was ill, the girls on both sides inevitably came and went frequently, and there were more gossips outside.

It is said that Baoyu and Daiyu's childhood sweethearts will be the pairing mandarin ducks in the future, and they will become good friends of the two surnames.

Baoyu was very happy when he heard that, and went to the courtyard to catch the person who had spread the rumor, and he was very happy to listen to a few more words. Mrs. Wang, who wanted to suppress the rumor, saw her, so she didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Second, Mu Shi's former alliance is not good, an orphan girl with no parents, even the princess is not good enough for their second master Bao, and an all-rounder like Miss Debao is a good match.

Aunt Xue's wife was very happy when she heard this, she went to Mrs. Wang's place more frequently every day, she just wished she could get married a few years ago, so that she could settle down a worry.

Completely disregarding Baochai Baoyu's dark complexion.

Fortunately, after Daiyu got the wind and cold, the weather got colder and colder every day, and she seldom went out of the house. Besides, Zijuan and Xueyan were afraid that she would be disturbed and would not be able to recover from her illness, so they deliberately blocked the news so that she would not hear it. Only then did we survive the winter safely.

The pre-holiday is even more busy than usual, and Yunzhu is happy that there will be rewards to enter when she hears a bolt from the blue: the emperor has allowed Jia Yuan to go home to visit her relatives after Chunchun.

Not only was he so tired that his feet didn't touch the ground every day, but he also had to find time to attend rehearsals.

The servants of the Hefu chattered together and followed Yiren to step on their own points.

On the day of the Lantern Festival, everyone was taught what to do, how to do it, where to go, how to salute, etc. The details were taught and taught, and practiced and practiced. In such a cold weather, Yunzhu was so wet every day. Two sweat towels.

In private, Xiaohong complained in a sullen tone that she was extremely tired every day, and she had to run outside sweating and blowing at the same time. Under the alternation of cold and heat, she already had a stuffy nose. As she was talking, she stretched her neck and sneezed .

Seeing this mournful look, Yunzhu couldn't help laughing and said: "Good day, Huixiang is on duty at night, the house is for the two of us, you wait for me, I'll take a teapot, let's cook some ginger soup."

After saying that, he got up, put on thick clothes, and when he knew the direction, he walked along the corridor to the flowers in the courtyard and dug for a long time before he took out a piece of ginger the size of a fist.This ginger was obtained from the kitchen in autumn and hidden in the soil. It didn't germinate even in the cold weather, and it was wet to the touch and quite fresh.

"Your idea is good. If we go to the kitchen to get it temporarily, we may not have it." Ginger in winter is a good thing, but not every servant can get it.

Fuchu burns several buckets of ginger tea every day, and each person drinks a bowl of warm tea at mealtimes, which is regarded as a way to drive away the cold.It is said to be ginger tea, but in fact it is just hot water with a taste of ginger and sweetness. It is far less effective than frying it in a small pot.

"It's not broken at all. I hid it under the plantain tree. Fortunately, no one found it and turned it over." The plantain is a rare green belt in the north, and it can't be easily moved if it wants to survive the winter. This is convenient for Yunzhu to hide ginger.

At this time, there was no medical insurance, and the servants in the house were sick, and most of them had to be moved home to get better before coming back.

A decent servant might be able to appoint a doctor to follow her. If it's a girl with no name and no name, she might die outside without anyone knowing.

The two little girls guarded the gurgling red clay stove, rolled the quilt back and forth on the bunk, and counted the big money together for a while, each put a few strings of money on them and put them in the lattice box under the bed, and then each of them carried them. A cup of ginger soup sucked.

"This ginger soup tastes so good, it can't even compare to the best bird's nest." Although Xiaohong is a maid, the food at home is probably not worse than Jia Baoyu's, so Yunzhu is very grateful for this compliment.

"When going out, put a cotton towel on the back, and when it gets wet, find a corner of the wall and pull it out from the neck, so as not to let the cold wind blow us. On such an important day, if we are sick, I am afraid that we will be punished." .” While drinking hot soup, he generously passed on his housekeeping experience.

The inner courtyard is already pretty good for them. Those who serve in the large courtyard outside heard that there is always a draft, and even the suede boots can't keep out the biting cold.

Yunzhu is an unstoppable character, she didn't feel sleepy after drinking the ginger soup, and the money was counted, so she thought about the leather materials that Qingwen gave her yesterday, and thought about making a few more pairs of knee pads or socks and gloves for herself. Kind of warm small things.

"These pieces of fur were given to us by Sister Qingwen." She pulled out a furoshiki from the foot of the bed, and when she spread it out, she found that there were some large and small leather corners inside.

The two worked together to sort out the ones with similar colors. Yunzhu looked at them, and simply pushed half of them to Xiaohong, and said cheerfully: "I can't do so much by myself. I will share it with you and make a leather glove. Socks, you can make do with them in mid-winter."

The masters of the house had just made all kinds of winter clothes, leaving a lot of cloth head materials.

Leftovers such as leather goods are generally reserved for splicing another piece, or for future repairs.However, Qingwen generously picked up 30 yuan and gave it to Yunzhu. The big one was no bigger than a palm, and the small one was only two fingers wide. She specially arranged for her to sew and mend for hand practice, which really tested her skills.

For Yunzhu, sewing small leather is as difficult as carving on corn kernels, not as easy as embroidery. In order to hand in the homework as soon as possible, she dragged Xiaohong into the water without hesitation.

At first, Xiaohong thought she just wanted to lend a helping hand, but now seeing Yunzhu talking about it, she casually asked: "There is a young lady who is a nun in our house, have you seen her?"

As soon as she mentioned this, Yunzhu nodded repeatedly.

"I saw it from a distance in the yard, and it looks really..." Yunzhu pondered for a moment, before uttering a sentence after deliberation: "The beauty is beautiful."

It's Miaoyu.

I heard that it was a lady from an official family in Gusu who escaped into Buddhism because she was not in good health. awful.

"Why do I think it was sent to our second master..." Xiaohong looked left and right, pulled the quilt up, and lowered her voice to gossip: "Listen to my father, it took a lot of effort to invite it. Well... Originally, everyone refused, but our wife saw the portrait, and Ma Daopo also said that these horoscopes belonged to Wang Baoyu's marriage, so she specially ordered the person on the document to write a letter to invite her personally."

"Baoyu still needs a prosperous marriage?" Yunzhu asked in surprise.

Ask her to tell her that with Baoyu's superficial appearance, all he needs to do is to go to a banquet outside and shout that he wants to get married, and he will be favored by all the noble ladies, so why bother to make a special marriage?

"You just think less. My wife was optimistic about Miss Bao at the beginning, but now Miss Bao's family is planning to move out and live on their own. This is a slap in the face of my wife." One sentence: "Naturally, you have to find a woman with all four corners to match with a lantern, so you can get this tone."

Yun Zhu was naturally dumbfounded.

"Isn't Miss Lin not well-rounded enough?" She silently made up in her heart. Lin Daiyu looks like a family, and her own talents and knowledge are enough to match Baoyu's eight hundred roundabouts. Madam Wang even picked it. Really...

In the end is to choose a daughter-in-law or a political ally!

"Miss Lin is fine, but it's a pity that she's too weak." She shook her head again and said, "But we laymen just look at it. If Miss Lin recovers well, I'm afraid my wife won't be able to hold back the old lady."

Her voice was weak, and the rotor in her hand poked the leather stitch by stitch, and a prototype of a glove came out after a few strokes.

That is, myself and Xiaohong would say such things.

As Baoyu grew older, seeing that the marriage was imminent, most of the maids in the courtyard became somewhat obsessed.It's just that Xiren and Qingwen, two unlucky people, have learned from the past, so no one dares to act rashly for the time being.

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