Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 97 Pencil polishing expenses
  Now that the title has been decided, although it was Lin Ruhai's unilateral decision and the old lady, Jia She and others did not agree, Lin Ruhai said that he would write this matter down in his will. Based on his achievements and status in the heart of the Holy Emperor, this What's wrong with a trivial matter? Since the marriage was granted by the Holy Spirit, the opinions of the old lady, Jia She and others are meaningless.

Therefore, Jia Cong was not polite, walked over, put his arms around Daiyu's shoulders, and said softly: "Sister, now you have grown up, you must be strong, so that my uncle will not worry when he sees it, do you understand?"

Daiyu couldn't bear it anymore and sobbed in Jia Cong's arms.

Jia Cong was busy stroking his pink back to comfort him, and it took him a while to regain his composure.

Daiyu raised her head, her eyes were red, she bit her soft lips slightly, and whispered: "You have no conscience, and you still call me sister."

Jia Cong knew the elegant meaning of Xiange after hearing it, and said with a smile: "I used to call you Zhuer, weren't you angry?"

"Bah, can it be the same now as before? Dirty bastard." Daiyu said angrily, then she leaned softly in his arms, "From now on, you are the only one allowed to call me that."

"Can't Baoyu do it too? This is a word he came up with." Jia Cong said with a smile.

"Bah, little brother Cong, do you blame me for ignoring you and not being naughty with you before, so you always tease me like this? In fact, Baoyu and I really have nothing to do with each other. We just live in the old lady's yard. Just say a few more words on weekdays." Daiyu raised her head, looked at Jia Cong, and sighed quietly.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Of course I know who you are. Am I so stingy?"

Daiyu saw that his expression was normal and he didn't seem to be hypocritical, so she felt relieved and said softly: "Brother Cong, I'm sorry, I really didn't know you were so hard before, nor did I know you secretly learned such a great skill.

If I had known, I would have asked the old lady to take you over and live with you as soon as possible. Sister Bao still has a sharp eye for pearls. Now I am very upset that I did not treat you better earlier, so that Sister Bao would not be the first to do so. "

Jia Cong laughed and said, "I don't believe this anymore. I used to hate myself. It's strange that my sister would look at me."

"Bah, am I a person who judges people by their appearance?" Daiyu spat, and then softly chanted: "The worst thing is that I can't keep it in the world. A beautiful woman can say something like a flower in a mirror or a tree. Brother Cong, how can you write such good words? "

Jia Cong said hurriedly: "You have forgotten that this was done by the Grand Master. What does it have to do with me?"

Daiyu sneered and said angrily: "Now you are still pretending to be with me? Then how do you explain your next few good poems? Could it be that they were also written by the grandpa? Do you think you can hide the truth by lying to the old lady? Don't tell me, Ask Sister Bao if she believes you."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Jia Cong had to say: "I wrote the poem "Die Lian Hua", is that okay? Didn't I have no choice at that time, so I pretended to be the grandpa? I didn't mean to deceive my sister. But the martial arts is indeed the grandpa's. It was passed to me in a dream."

"Of course I know. Anyway, I don't care. You wrote a poem for Sister Bao, and you have to write one for me. You are not allowed to be perfunctory, and you are not allowed to be worse than that one, or I will not obey you." Daiyu said coquettishly.

"Do you know, sister, Sister Bao paid the retouching fee for the poem I wrote?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

Daiyu glanced at him and said arrogantly, "Just make an offer." Now that she's back in Yangzhou City, there aren't many things she can't afford.

Jia Cong smiled, held her on his lap, sat on the edge of the bed, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Daiyu was a little surprised and said: "Sister Bao really let you... let you kiss her."

Jia Cong nodded.

Daiyu raised her pink fist and hammered him on the chest a few times, then cursed: "You are indeed a lustful and lewd person. You visited other girls' boudoirs in the middle of the night, wrote love poems, and were frivolous. No wonder Sister Bao treats you so well. , it turns out that my reputation has been ruined by your hands a long time ago, tell me if you did it on purpose."

Jia Cong hurriedly denied: "I am completely sincere to Sister Bao. I am more affectionate than polite. Please don't accuse me unjustly."

"Bah, you visit a girl's boudoir at night, and then...you are so frivolous about her, what kind of etiquette is that?" Daiyu spat.

Why was Jia Cong so entangled with her? He smiled and said, "Zi'er, are you jealous? How about I kiss you too."

Daiyu's face turned red, she quickly turned her head away, sighed, and said: "I'm too lazy to be jealous of you because I'm so sentimental. If you want to talk, just talk nicely and don't belittle me. I'm not the maid in your room."

Jia Cong knew that she was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, very principled and would never do anything deviant, so he had no choice but to agree. Hearing his voice, Daiyu felt a little disappointed and couldn't bear it, so she turned her head and whispered in his ear: "Brother Cong, I know you love me in your heart, but now that dad is so ill..."

Jia Cong hurriedly interrupted her: "I know, I know. Who do you think I am? Am I so impatient? I am a serious person."

Daiyu spat: "What a serious person. Then what did you do with Qingwen and the others at night?" After saying this, her face turned red first, and she buried her head in Jia Cong's arms and refused to lift it up.

Only then did Jia Cong remember that there was only a thin board between his bed and Daiyu's bed on the ship, and he said awkwardly: "Did you hear that?"

Daiyu didn't answer, just smiled in a low voice.

Jia Cong was so angry that he held Daiyu's waist and said, "If you laugh again, I'll be tickled."

Daiyu quickly stopped laughing and said angrily: "You know how to bully me."

Then he couldn't help but smile shyly and said: "Brother Cong, you are so shameless. You are still... eating at such an old age... I am laughing so hard."

Jia Cong's head was full of black lines, "What do you know, little girl?"

Daiyu had laughed enough and glanced at Jia Cong. Seeing that he was silent, she was afraid that he would be annoyed, so she hurriedly said: "Brother Cong, don't be annoyed when people are joking with you. Otherwise, you will bully me."

Jia Cong smiled bitterly, gently scratched the bridge of her delicate nose, and said: "You are a big brat. You eavesdropped on my corner and made fun of me, but you didn't allow me to be annoyed. Why are you so arrogant?"

"I don't care. You just said you would make me happy in my life. If you get angry, I won't be happy, so you'll break your promise."

Seeing Daiyu's coquettish and coquettish look, Jia Cong couldn't help but hold her in his arms, close to her pretty face, and said: "Zi'er, how can I bear to annoy you? To win your favor, I am really I don’t know how many lifetimes of cultivation I have accumulated.”

Daiyu whispered: "Me too."

Tenderness surged in Jia Cong's heart. Seeing her delicate cherry lips so close, he couldn't help but move closer. Suddenly, a soft palm touched his mouth.

I heard Daiyu smile tenderly and say, "I knew you were going to do something bad. You haven't written a poem yet, so don't even think about being frivolous."

Jia Cong raised his head and said with a smile: "It's just a poem. Brother, I can't just pick it up at my fingertips."

As he spoke, he quickly rummaged through his mind, and for a moment he couldn't think of anything suitable for the occasion.

Seeing him racking his brains and thinking hard, Daiyu felt angry and funny, what a pervert! How can a good poem be so good?

Seeing that he had gained nothing for a long time and fearing that he would be embarrassed, Daiyu hurriedly comforted him and said, "Brother Cong, you are tired from the journey. How can you find the energy to write poetry now? Let's talk about it another day."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "I usually write a poem in seven steps, but I didn't expect that I have no poetry today."

Daiyu smiled and said: "I suddenly want to eat squirrel mandarin fish and stuffed crab fish balls from Qihelou in Yangzhou City. That restaurant's cooking is the most authentic. Brother Cong, please buy them for me, okay?"

Jia Cong secretly sighed at Daiyu's thoughtfulness and kindness. He couldn't help but pinch her cheek gently and said, "Zi'er, you are so virtuous. I can't live without you in the future. What should I do?"

Daiyu was secretly happy and said, "Is Sister Youbao virtuous?"

Jia Cong laughed and ran away.

Daiyu covered her mouth and smiled, then shouted at Jia Cong's back, "Coward."

(End of this chapter)