The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 17 Miss Pinger
Mrs. Xing pulled the quilt and said, "You don't have to stay with me anymore. Since the old lady asked you to go and have a look, you just go!"

Wang Xifeng didn't get what she asked for, so she resigned and went out along the verandah to the northeast corner of the back. The wind blew through the hall and the hairpin on her head couldn't stand up anymore.

She immediately stopped thinking about going there herself, held her forehead and asked Ping'er to go there, "I don't know how cold it is there. If I go, it will make people uneasy, so I just go and take a look." , the same as I went."

Ping'er took the order and sent Wang Xifeng out to get into the car. Then he took the hand stove brought by his wife and headed towards the small house where Jia Cong and his son lived.

The person from Wang Shanbao's family left, came in from the door, handed Mrs. Xing a cup of tea by the bedside, and said, "Madam, is it strange? I saw Mr. Cong coming back from outside. He took a lot of big and small bags." , and he was holding a piece of Fulinji's bone-in abalone in his hand, which costs one tael of silver per box!"

Wang Shanbao's family saw that Mrs. Xing's face was not good, so she mused, "I heard that yesterday Jin Chuan'er brought a doctor to diagnose Aunt Zhong, and the consultation fee turned out to be the silver paid by Mr. Cong. The wife said, Cong Since the third master has money, what was the cause of the commotion at the door yesterday?"

When Mrs. Xing heard this, she was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Little did she know that Jia Cong's making such a fuss would definitely bring shame to the Rongguo Mansion, but the final blame would fall on her anyway.

Everything in this family is decided by the master.But the old lady and others would not say it was the master's fault.

"The old lady asked a doctor over there to see a doctor, but she didn't even want to pay for the consultation, so she let that bastard boy do it. She really has a good reputation without wasting money. And that bastard is really shady. He is so heartless, I don’t know who instigated him to do this, let’s see if I will spare him!”

Mrs.

Knowing what she was thinking, Wang Shanbao's family added jealousy to the side, "It's not that this slave talks too much, Mr. Cong is just a little older, and Aunt Zhong is a person who has no tomorrow, and I don't know who instigated her to do this." The reason why my wife dances is because my wife is usually kind and bodhisattva-like, so I just put it on her face."

These words hit Mrs. "

Jia Cong came back a little early and entered before Xifeng.

Meng Jixi sent a carriage to deliver him to the door. The carriage driver and Lao Hetou helped Jia Cong move all the things he bought to the small house in the northeast corner.

He looked at a bed full of things, including thick cotton clothes, warm new flower quilts, delicious braised pork; a box of Fulinji snacks, which the coachman gave to him when he got off the bus, saying it was from his boss Meng Jixi. Let me bring you here.

"You bought so much, Third Master?" Huaping has never seen so many good things, half a bed of food, and these warm clothes, they can live calmly this winter.

Seeing Jia Cong nodding, Huaping hurriedly smiled and carried the quilt to the inner room. Hearing her cheerful voice, she said, "Auntie, the third master bought it. I'll help auntie put it on it and make the brazier hotter. Then it won't be cold." ”

Aunt Zhong's mood got better, and her complexion also improved a lot. She touched a thick quilt and felt very warm even before she put it under her body.

After sending the Meng family's coachman away, Lao Hetou came back. Jia Cong had put on new cotton clothes and was sitting at the table writing.

Seeing Lao Hetou, Jia Cong picked up a hand stove in his arms and pointed to the chair in front of him, "Sit down, I have something to say!"

Where can Lao Hetou dare to sit?But he didn't dare to disobey, so he moved a small spoon and sat on his buttocks, "Brother, please speak!"

He saw with his own eyes that the third master stole the show in Jixiantang Bookstore, and saw that such a big boss invited the third master to eat in such a good restaurant. He followed Zhanguang and had the best meal and wine in his life. He also I saw with my own eyes that the Meng family's coachman sent the third master back respectfully and served him diligently.

Jia Cong handed over the two taels of silver. Lao He was stunned and did not dare to take it.

"You and Aunt He have been with me for so many years. I am a slave who earns some respect by following my master. But you are either scolded or beaten by me. You never get your monthly money, and you don't receive any rewards in a year. Taking these can be regarded as compensation for these years." Old He took the silver and was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. "How big can my brother be and how many abilities can he have? How can we two old people rely on each other now? Brother raise me?"

"Here you go, just take it!" Jia Cong handed it to him.

"But this... is too much!"

"There is only one thing!" Jia Cong stared at him, "You are not allowed to reveal anything about me, no matter how big or small."

"Yes! My brother said it, and I will do it!"

"That's good!" Jia Cong also knew that Lao Hetou was an honest and responsible man. He was not old, but his hair was quite gray. "I heard that I also have a nanny brother. You asked the big manager many times Now, you haven’t been given any work?”

"This... this slave just looks at him because he's grown up. No matter what he does, he can learn to be arrogant and arrogant."

"I'll find a way to come to me later, and you don't have to ask for help anymore!"

"Hey!"

Lao He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.

A soft yet elegant voice came from outside the door, "Is Aunt Zhong here?"

Huaping went out to welcome him. When he saw the person, he was startled and hurriedly made way to the room, "Sister Ping'er is here!"

When he heard that it was Ping'er who was here, Jia Cong was a little curious. He wanted to see Jia Lian's maid.

Now that I have come to the world of Red Mansions, it would be the rarest thing in the world if I could not see all these beauties among the Twelve Beauties of Jinling.

He asked Lao He to go ahead and got up, tidied his clothes, and walked out. He saw a woman covered in silk and gold and silver, standing by the kang with her waist bent, talking to Aunt Zhong.

From the side, you can see her towering breasts, line-like waist and lifted buttocks, which are so beautiful that it is difficult to describe them with pen and ink.

Jia's mother said, "Isn't that Feng girl Heping'er a beautiful fetus?" Indeed, she lived up to her reputation. A sideways glance was enough to make a normal man lose his sense of proportion.

"Miss Ping'er!" Jia Cong stepped forward to greet her.

Ping'er straightened up and turned around. When he saw Jia Cong, he was confused at first, and then his eyes lit up.

Ping'er is a very smart, very handsome, high-class girl, loyal to her master without fighting for love, kind-hearted and kind-hearted. Her name is listed in the supplementary book of Jinling's Twelve Hairpins. At this time, Jia Cong looked at her, her pretty face, her air Under the bangs are two willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of pretty eyes, pink cheeks, and a pretty face.

　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)