Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 132 The cruel reality

On February 12, the eighth year of Long'an, Lin Daiyu and Hua Xiren had a wonderful birthday.

With Jia Rong's care, both of them were very happy.

After the banquet, Jia Rong gave everyone a return gift in the name of Lin Daiyu.

The specification was very high and everyone was very happy.

Especially Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun and Jia Xichun all had mixed emotions when receiving the gifts from Jia Rong.

Who said that the young lady is indifferent to the fireworks of the world?

Precisely because she is a young lady, she is more in need of money than others.

Fortunately for Jia Xichun, her quality of life has improved since she returned to Ningguo Mansion. She is not short of these three melons and two dates for the time being, and her attitude is very calm.

I just listened to the few little girls waiting in the painting talking excitedly about how good Jia Rong and Miss Lin were. I couldn't help but snorted coldly and cursed in my heart, "What do you know? He is a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking. Take these." Lao Shizi is blocking my mouth! '

If Jia Rong hadn't sent it in the name of Lin Daiyu's return gift, Jia Xichun would have wanted to throw it out the door.

She's a little calmer here.

But Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun's side seemed lively.

When Jia Yingchun returned to the house, her wet nurse, Grandma Wang, came over with a smile on her face and greed in her eyes, just like a hyena salivating at the smell of meat.

But Jia Yingchun's personal eldest girl 'Siqi' is a powerful one.

At this moment, he was leading two second-class girls, Xiu Ju and Lian Hua'er, who shared the same hatred and looked hostile, guarding their food like old hens, and quarreling with Grandma Wang.

As for Jia Yingchun, she was indifferent and just went to the hall to sit and read.

After a while.

Grandma Wang left with satisfaction.

When Siqi entered the hall and saw Jia Yingchun pretending to read again, he could only sigh helplessly.

"I know the girl is kind-hearted, but if this keeps going on, what day will it end? Although I am the girl's eldest daughter, she has breasts after all, and I am born shorter than her. In the past, things were fine, but since Lord Ning Mansion Since I took over, I have given us a gift every New Year. Most of them have been won over by her. She doesn’t feel bad for me, but I do. "

Seeing the three girls Siqi, Xiuju, and Lianhuaer with angry faces, Jia Yingchun finally came to her senses and said softly,

"You also said that she gave me a baby. As the saying goes, it is better to cultivate kindness than to show kindness. But there are some sundries that I would rather not have, so why cause trouble."

"It's just a breast, a thing that has been slaved to for generations, how can it be regarded as a favor? The girl almost shut up, let her hear, but I don't know how to be arrogant."

Si Qi's expression changed and he hurriedly tried to persuade him.

The next second, Xiu Ju and Lian Hua'er looked at each other, and both could see the bitterness in each other's eyes.

It is better to cultivate kindness than to give birth to kindness.

After serving Jia Yingchun for so long, they didn't know why their girls were just timid and afraid of getting into trouble. No wonder others call her 'Er Mu' behind her back.

At this time, Jia Yingchun came to life and went to look at the gifts with excitement. He saw a piece of satin, gold and silver barley, and a few pieces of jewelry. He couldn't help but smile and said, "He is very wealthy, and he is used to selling good things for others." .”

Suddenly, Jia Yingchun's cheeks fluttered, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she remembered the scene on the rockery stone path.

This was the first time in her life that she had experienced something like this.

Subconsciously, her heart was beating loudly. She raised her hand and touched her lips, as if recalling them. She felt very soft and sweet...

The strong masculine aura exuding from him...

"Oh, I'm really crazy, why do I miss him so much!" Jia Yingchun shook her head, quickly threw away the distracting thoughts, and focused on the birthday gift on the table.

Even though she doesn't care about things, she also knows that she doesn't have much money. She only has what she pays every month, and occasionally she has to be 'borrowed' some by her wet nurse.

It's really hard.

It's better now. Ever since that person took charge and thought of her every New Year's Eve, the house has gradually become more comfortable.

Occasionally I feel dull and want to eat something, but I dare to pay for it and go to the kitchen to have it cooked.

After thinking about it, Jia Yingchun sighed, and the fear and resentment towards him gradually dissipated.

She was worried about gains and losses, which made the girls in charge of chess surprised.

And Jia Tanchun was not having a good time there either.

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After all, there is only one 'Mother Wang' in Jia Yingchun's house. But there are two 'devil kings' in Jia Tanchun's place.

After returning from Lin Daiyu's birthday party, Aunt Zhao and Jia Huan came to the door together.

Today is Lin Daiyu's birthday, and Aunt Zhao is also here.

The leader received a gift.

It's just that she is an aunt, half slave and half master. No matter how generous Jia Rong is, it's just those things. Normal aunt is satisfied, but how can aunt Zhao be satisfied after giving birth to a brother and a sister?

After returning from Huifang Garden, I went straight into Jia Tanchun's house.

Then, when she saw the gift in the room, she giggled. I always praised Brother Rong for his generosity, but regretted that Jia Huan didn't go, otherwise he would have received a gift.

"Auntie, he is now the Duke of Ning Mansion, and he is also a military ruler. I heard that he has a very bad temper, and he speaks the truth. What kind of status do you have, you dare to call him Brother Rong? You can let people listen without irritating him. "

Hearing Aunt Zhao's words, Jia Tanchun couldn't help but frown.

But when Aunt Zhao heard this, her eyebrows stood up and she scolded, "Who am I? I am my mother-in-law, and you slipped out of my intestines! If others dislike me, you have no conscience to dislike me! You are so miserable!" I have a black maggot heart, and I spend all my time going to my wife to invite favors, and to flatter Baoyu. But I leave my own mother and brother alone. How could I have given birth to such a white-eyed wolf like you..." Aunt Zhao is the worst. She couldn't bear to hear Jia Tanchun trying to persuade her.

Her biggest reliance for survival in Rongguo Mansion was giving birth to Jia Tanchun and Jia Huan.

She made great contributions to Rongguo Mansion!

However, she is still a slave, and her status does not match her achievements at all.

This is her biggest psychological conflict.

She is not only the oppressed who is exploited under the feudal system; she is also the oppressor who most upholds the feudal system and oppresses others.

It can be said that he is the most typical poor person.

So when she heard Jia Tanchun accuse her, Aunt Zhao immediately got angry and scolded Jia Tanchun so hard that she immediately cried.

"Auntie, please don't remind me that I was born by my auntie. Who inside and outside the house doesn't know that I am a concubine? Apart from my ancestors and my wife who love me, who respects me at all! Auntie and Brother Huan are despised by others. , do I have a face? If Auntie Fan and Brother Huan are better, I don’t have to suffer these grievances and have others belittled at will, wuwuwu..."

Today, when Jia Tanchun encountered that scene in Huifang Garden, he felt uneasy.

At this moment, Aunt Zhao was aroused, and all her grievances suddenly came out. She couldn't help but feel the soreness on the tip of her nose, her eyes were red, and she suddenly started crying.

For a moment, Aunt Zhao and Jia Huan were stunned.

Even Jia Tanchun's girls gathered around her and quickly comforted her softly. They mustered up some courage to complain to Aunt Zhao.

"Auntie, please shut up. My good daughter is getting resentful after being scolded like this by you..."

Aunt Zhao chatted, but did not refute. She only walked forward slowly, came to the bed, and asked nervously, "Why are you crying? Who has wronged you again? Tell me, I...I will go and beg the master and the wife." It’s up to you!”

She was going to pretend to be confident, but thinking about her identity, Aunt Zhao quickly became discouraged. She had no choice but to recognize the reality and surrender to her biggest 'enemy'.

"nothing."

Jia Tanchun cried for a while, and the grievance and panic in his heart dissipated, and his mind returned to calmness.

Hearing Aunt Zhao sitting next to her and comforting her softly, even though she usually had a quarrel with her, she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart at this moment, and her eyes were much gentler when she looked at her.

"If she was a good person, why would I not even call her mother in private, and let people scold me for being unfilial? She is a cold-hearted person."

Jia Tanchun shook his head, but he also knew that Aunt Zhao had this temper.

She has never read a book and cannot read a single Chinese character. She is a truly ignorant woman.

It is simply a dream to want her to be knowledgeable and courteous.

"Servant Shu, Cui Mo, give the golden bird hairpin to my aunt, and then give the golden barley seed to brother Huan."

Jia Tanchun explained, seeing Aunt Zhao's face full of joy, she couldn't help but persuade her,

"When my aunt goes back, she also saves up her jewelry. Whether she wears it herself or saves it for Brother Huan, she is always prepared. Don't always deal with Ma Daopo! She has a keen eye for money. How much money do you have to coax her? Over the years, the incense money has flowed through your fingers. Even if I don’t count it, I know it is not a small amount! You were looked down upon, endured the grievance, and let her take away most of the furniture you accumulated. Why bother? You don't feel any pain at all?"

Aunt Zhao frowned after hearing this, but said:

"Ma Daopo is Baoyu's godmother, and she is a truly virtuous person. I give her incense and money, isn't it for you two siblings? Let her say more good things to the Buddha and Bodhisattva, and bless you two to succeed. Not only are you not grateful, But you still blame me, what’s the point!”

Jia Tanchun sighed after hearing this and wanted to persuade her a few more words, but Aunt Zhao was too lazy to listen.

When I saw the attendant bringing a golden sparrow hairpin, I immediately took it happily, put it in my hair, and went to the mirror to look at it.

However, whether Jia Tanchun or the girl in the house saw Aunt Zhao's cheerful dress, she secretly sighed in her heart, "Oh, I don't know how many days this golden bird hairpin can be worn on her head..."

After a while, Aunt Zhao and Jia Huan left Jia Tanchun's house with satisfaction.

Then, Jia Tanchun personally sorted the satin, jewelry, gold and silver barley and other items into categories one by one and placed them in boxes and drawers.

Same as Jia Yingchun.

She is also very strapped for money and money is not enough.

After receiving these birthday gifts, Jia Tanchun felt happy and relaxed.

Involuntarily, I also thought of someone.

"Anyway, he is indeed capable, very careful, and knows how to take care of other people's emotions..."

At this moment, even the shrewd and capable Jia Tanchun could not help but be warmed by the gold and silver. His impression of Jia Rong improved a lot and his mood became complicated.

There is no way, Jia Rong gave too much.

No matter how resolute Jia Tanchun was, no matter how much he despised Jia Rong for his debauchery and immorality, he still had to remember his "goodness" under the cruel reality.

Ever since, Aunt Zhao's words echoed in my ears again.

"In a big family like this, such embarrassing things are inevitable."

Jia Tanchun murmured in his heart.

"Is it really?"

Originally, her concept of 'rebellion and immorality' gradually became shaken.

An ideal society is perfect.

But reality is, after all, cold and cruel.

When we live in reality and encounter coldness and darkness, can we really stick to our hearts?

Can I... hold on?

(End of this chapter)