Red Mansion Jia Enhou

Chapter 95: What does it feel like when you press it and the fragrance comes out, and the oil squeaks out? (Please subscribe!)

Jia Min began to become distressed. Lin Ruhai saw it and smiled knowingly.

"Min'er is worried about your confidant mother-in-law?"

Jia Min nodded.

Lin Ruhai rubbed Jia Min's shoulders.

"She doesn't have to worry about it for now. Just don't let her take care of Daiyu alone."

"If this is not the case, Daiyu is the only child in our family now, so we can add two more wet nurses to take care of her."

"This way, we can rest assured that someone is watching!"

Jia Min nodded again, very satisfied with Lin Ruhai's arrangement.

Lin Ruhai looked at Jia Min.

"Min'er, why do you suddenly feel that your mother-in-law is also involved in this matter?"

Jia Min glanced at Lin Ruhai and said nothing.

Lin Ruhai shut her mouth and stopped asking.

It's normal for couples to have little secrets. Jia Min doesn't want to tell them, and he doesn't force them.

This matter was dropped.

In the East Crossing Courtyard, Jia She listened to the report from his servants. Now that Jia Mu has seen that there is no good in making trouble, she has stopped making trouble.

As for everything here, Jia She had already anticipated it.

Jia Mu will make trouble, but she won't really cause any big trouble because of the Zhen family.

One is that the Zhen family are just outsiders, and the other is that she is unreasonable.

All we can do is make unreasonable troubles one after another.

Jia Lian stood next to Jia She and listened. Jia She looked at Jia Lian who had returned from a visit.

"How has Lian'er made any progress lately by following your uncle Lin as a guest?"

Jia She asked Jia Lian, and Jia Lian saluted Jia She with a happy smile on his face.

"Made some friends!"

"Oh?"

Jia She's eyes were filled with surprise. Jia Lian, who was ignorant and unskilled, followed Lin Ruhai out to attend a cultural banquet and still made friends?
  "Whose family are they?"

Jia She asked with concern.

Jia Lian started counting with his fingers.

"The youngest grandson of Pei Mian's family, the minister of household affairs, the eldest son of Zhang Yushi's family, and the third son of Zhenguo Duke's family."

"And Erlang from Uncle Guo's family!"

The corners of Jia She's mouth twitched. There was no one who was motivated, they were all playboys.

When you join, give the group a name of the Four Heavenly Kings, and then it's all together.

"How did you end up playing with them?"

Jia She asked Jia Lian, and the smile on Jia Lian's face became brighter and brighter.

"Both of them and I generally can't stand those rotten people who do nothing all day long, so we just hang out together."

Jia She suddenly felt a little pain in his head.

What on earth is he expecting!

Jia She had a headache and closed his eyes, but the good thing was that Jia Lian no longer played with those lowlifes.

"How do you feel when you go out with your uncle?"

Jia She continued to ask, and Jia Lian thought about it carefully to express his true feelings.

Not much, but some.

For example, regarding his identity, he once met Feng Ziying at a banquet. They thought they had similar identities. When they arrived at the banquet, Feng Ziying actually needed him to introduce someone to him so that someone could play with him.

This really shocked him.

Jia Lian expressed his feelings, and Jia She touched Jia Lian's head happily.

Now he can finally understand the pain of the richest man.

Sometimes it is painful for children to not recognize their own identity.

"well done!"

Jia She praised Jia Lian without conscience.

“It’s good that you realize who you are.”

"With our family's status, you should think highly of yourself."

"It's really unseemly to hang out with some green-skinned gangsters all day long." Jia She classified Wang Ren and others as green-skinned gangsters, which was true.

Take what Wang Ren did in the future, it was like a wealthy young man.

Jia She reminded Jia Lian of his identity again, and Jia Lian listened carefully.

"The clan members will gather at the Ning Mansion campus tomorrow, so you don't have to go to school."

"Come directly to my place in the morning, and I will take you to see the true face of our family again."

What is the true identity of his family?

Jia Lian looked at Jia She with bright eyes.

The school ground is a place for martial arts training. After his father gave him the little pony spear, he really didn't use it in his hands a few times.

Jia Lian spoke cautiously.

"Dad, can I take my horse with me?"

Jia Lian tried to ask Jia She, and Jia She nodded.

Of course, it is a place for martial arts, so of course you can bring weapons.

Just don't hurt anyone.

Jia She told Jia Lian, and Jia Lian saluted Jia She again, and was sent out by Jia She.

Looking at Jia Lian's back, Jia She sighed deeply.

It seems that he still has to find a martial arts master for Jia Lian as soon as possible, otherwise it will not be a problem to keep delaying like this.

At Baiyao Hall, Jia Dairu met Zhang De, a good friend who had failed the scientific examination with him in the past.

Unlike Jia Dairu, Zhang De only came from a well-off family. After failing the exam twice, he switched to medicine.

Until now, there are some famous little miracle doctors in this sacred capital. They run a medical clinic and have no worries about food and drink.

Jia Dairu came to him and wanted to learn from him a few special skills that could be used on the battlefield. It was really a joke.

Zhang De looked at Jia Dairu in shock.

There is no shortage of food and clothing, so there is nothing to do with yourself.

Zhang De, who didn't understand Jia Dairu, didn't open his mouth to agree.

Jia Dairu stared at him and slapped him on the back urgently.

"You old man, do you want to teach me or not?"

"Teach, teach, teach!"

Zhang De instantly cried out in pain and looked at Jia Dairu helplessly. Knowing his old friend, he knew that Jia Dairu was someone who would not let go easily once he made up his mind.

After being slapped, he had no choice but to agree, while preparing to complain about him.

"You still like to hit people with your hands and feet. That means I am in good health. If I were a little bit worse and I was slapped on the back by you, I might not be able to get up. Then I will see what you should do. what to do!"

Zhang De ruthlessly complained about Jia Dairu.

Jia Dairu didn't take it seriously and retorted disdainfully: "Look at how weak you are. You haven't been beaten since!"

What kind of good people have been beaten?
  Zhang De glared at him and continued preparing silently.

"San'er?"

When he was ready, Zhang De glanced at the little medicine boy San'er who was studying medicine beside him, and San'er saluted Zhang De.

"Master!"

"Don't get in the way, take your brother Rui out to play for a while."

"Yes!"

San'er, who knew that he was deliberately not allowed to see it, didn't complain at all. After all, what kind of technology can be learned so easily?
  San'er, who understood in his heart, took Jia Rui out.

Zhang De began to tell Jia Dairu about medical practice in the army.

As he spoke, Zhang De took out his own set of equipment and demonstrated it.

I saw all kinds of saws, knives, and even soldering irons.

That's right, it's a soldering iron, the kind that smells delicious when hot.

Zhang Dexian took out the soldering iron and signaled Jia Daishan to take a good look at it.

Jia Daishan watched carefully with dazzled eyes.

Zhang De heated the iron red and pressed it on the pork. The pork immediately made a squeaking sound. Jia Dairu couldn't bear to look at it and closed his eyes.

What does it feel like to have such a thing pressed against someone's body?

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