Alternative Telling of Dream of Red Mansions: Cherishing Spring

Chapter 12
"Let me ask you again, where did this thing come from?" Wang Shanbao's family saw that Xichun didn't move, misunderstood that the young lady was thin-skinned, and secretly agreed with her actions, and the most important thing was that Sister Feng looked at it calmly. She, she thinks her performance is perfect.

Wang Shanbao's family stepped forward and took the things from Zhou Rui's family.Zhou Rui's family gave Sister Feng a dark look, but Sister Feng just smiled and didn't speak.Wang Shanbao's family is Mrs. Xing's accompanying room. Their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are at odds. Now someone helps her vent her anger. Humiliation of Wang Shanbao's family is tantamount to insulting Mrs. Xing. She is happy to see it succeed, why not do it?Zhou Rui's family saw her wink and understood, so they let go of their hands and let Wang Shanbao's family take things to set up a stage for an opera.

After receiving this package, Wang Shanbao's family felt more at ease.Isn't that right, there are men's objects inside, who is that man, she has passed the word, naturally knows, just because of this point, she should die of guilt in front of her.

Sure enough, he was even more panicked when he entered the painting, he was so panicked that he had nowhere to put his hands and feet, he just stared at her dumbfounded.

Wang Shanbao's family has all the witnesses and evidence, and he will order someone to take it away if he mentions the painting.After tonight, who doesn't know that Wang Shanbao's family is his wife's confidant and expert in handling affairs, and there are hundreds of wives in the huge Grand View Garden, who dares to underestimate her!

"Aunt Wang..." Someone shouted, and Wang Shanbao's family was startled. The voice was too unfamiliar, but also too cold and dignified, which made her dare not be negligent.Wang Shanbao's family turned their heads, saw Xichun, and called her when they saw Xichun.

"Yes, Fourth Miss." She bent down and smiled apologetically.

"Let go of my maid." Xichun ordered, she didn't smile at all when she spoke.Xichun's eyes drifted away, she didn't even look at Wang Shanbao's house, her eyes passed through her, Xichun looked at her like a biting dog.

Wang Shanbao's family stared at Xichun for a long time, bowed their heads and withered away.In the end, she kept staring at Xichun's ice-like snow-like eyes, and let go into the painting silently and despondently.

"I know these two things in my heart. I took them back after I reported them to the painting. If she is a thief, I am the landlord!" Xichun stepped forward, took the bag of things, and gave them one by one under the bright light. Everyone looked at it, and it was true that everything had the mark of Dongfu.As for the snow fox cloak, Xichun held it in his hands for a long time and naturally knew that the word "Feng" was firmly embroidered on the corner of the lining.She pointed it out to everyone, looked at Wang Shanbao's family with a smile, and said indifferently: "How about... Mrs. Wang take me to my wife and deal with it."

The one from Zhou Rui's family is very clever, and he smiled early to smooth things over: "Oh, look, this is indeed rewarded by Grandpa Zhen. Besides, our girl who entered the painting is an arm-armed ape, so she can't reach Feng's house, can she? From the Wang family, it can be seen It was you who made the mistake of blaming the other girl." Zhou Rui's side said, and put his hands on Ru Hua's face to wipe her tears.

"Aunt Wang." Xichun still called her in that cold tone casually.Wang Shanbao's family began to lose their scalps. It can be said that he was caught off guard by the big ugliness he lost in Qiushuangzhai earlier. Tanchun lost his temper, but what do you say here?She knew there were thieves, but she couldn't catch the stolen goods, and she got tired of it as soon as she said it.Wang Shanbao's family kept their mouths shut.It's not that Xichun doesn't respect Aunt Wang one by one.But how could this situation be worse than being slapped by Tanchun?

"I won't hit you, Aunt Wang." Xichun's eyes drifted away like the night wind, and her voice sighed softly like a breeze passing through the forest leaves, "But you should also respect yourself! You should know who is the master , who is a slave, there is no place for you to show off in my Nuanxiangwu. My maid is not good, so I can beat and scold you. You are just a aunt. Even if the aunt came in person today, she might not dare to fight against me. The servant girl who underestimated me in front of you." Xichun looked at her with a smile on her face, and asked, "What kind of thing are you?"

Wang Shanbao's family looked at her, she thought that she was not a good person because she was harsh and mean, but she didn't expect that Xichun's sharpness and viciousness were far above her own.This little girl, who hides evil in her smile, will die badly!She cursed.In order to get out of trouble, she raised her hand and slapped herself hard.

"I'm a slave."

"It's good if you know." Xichun ignored her anger and sorrow, turned to salute Sister Feng, "sister-in-law and big ladies, go slowly, it's getting late, my sister will not be far away." guest.

Sister Feng had long been appreciating this good show, but the applause was not enough. Seeing that the protagonist had finished singing the curtain call, and there was no reason to tear down the stage, she put on a smile on her face and pushed into the painting: "Silly girl, why are you crying? Hurry up and serve you!" Go to bed, girl." While beckoning to Zhou Rui's family to take someone away, he stopped at the door, turned around and smiled at Xichun, "Sister, please settle down first, I will send someone to clean it tomorrow."

Xichun responded with a smile: "My younger sister agrees, and my sister-in-law is busy with other things. Although my younger sister's maid here is not a thief, her hands and feet are still flexible, and she can take care of herself."

Sister Feng smiled, and she didn't insist on it. She still has other places to go. The matter of the sachet must be found out today.

Sister Feng went out and looked at the sky. It was dark and gloomy, and the cold moon had disappeared into the sky.At midnight when the fog began to disperse, everything fell into confusion.This garden, this wealth, is so frivolous and vulnerable.

A gust of night wind blows, and the night fog is thick and faint, deep and shallow.The cold was indeed severe.

Sister Feng frowned and walked towards Zilingzhou.She feels that she has been in charge of the family for many years, and the troubles in her heart have never been so deep, and it is troubled now.I didn't dare to look at Xichun all the way, so I lifted the curtain and asked the coachman how far it was to get home.The coachman replied that it was too dark and the road was slippery, so he couldn't go fast.Entering the painting stared blankly at the road scene.Snow, gradually obliterating the entire sky, fell deeply from the huge black sky.

The wind blows, and the snow is lingering and swaying in the air, like a rootless duckweed in the water. The memories of the previous life in my heart are condensed and folded into a white, shaking, and messy image.

A gust of cold wind blows, and the light snow wets the eyelids, and the big tears get into the eyes.Ruhua turned his face sideways, and reached out to wipe the tears on his face.The tears were warm, and my hands trembled slightly.She remembered that on that day ten years ago, when she said goodbye to Xichun, she also shed tears so presumptuously.

But it was different, it was joy that time, and the heart in the chest was also swollen tightly, slightly sour.This time it was guilt, and my mind went back and forth in secret.Thoughts are entwined with the tree of time, turning and twisting endlessly.Standing beside the tree is a white memory tablet, and the black words engraved on the tablet remind proof: it was her who stood behind Feng Ziying and said in a low voice: "Master...Miss, she is the daughter of our old man and grandma..."

In an instant, the sun was all over the place.The moment the darkness fell, the astonishment in Feng Ziying's eyes was deeply reflected in her pupils. After she finished speaking, she couldn't regret it when she entered the painting: Heaven, destroying other people's happiness or killing people, which one is more merciful?Which sin is easier to forgive?

The endless and hopeless darkness on Feng Ziying's face was like the setting sun closing a heavy door behind her.Sensitive as a painting, she immediately understood that she had sent two people in love into the endless hell in an instant, Xichun's happiness fell into the abyss, and died in an instant without a whole body.

I dare not look at Xichun when I enter the painting. The current prosperity and stability of her and him are newly built on the happy deserted city where Xichun's dust has settled.Xichun and Feng Ziying, if she hadn't informed her... Xichun should have become Feng's wife, gaining a life of stability and happiness.

Happiness may also be so simple, you only need to stretch your palm to hold it tightly.

Lowering his head, Ruhua found that Liang'er was looking at him in bewilderment.She nodded, showing a smile, and gently covered Liang'er's mouth with her hand to prevent him from questioning.

Mothers naturally know why their sons are upset.For almost ten years, Ruhua never cried, and she lived a comfortable and happy life.The flowers on the tree will wither, but what never withers is her warmth and smile.Ruhua is already a good wife to Lai Yier, a good mother to Liang Er, and a shrewd and appropriate proprietress in the eyes of everyone.Lai Yier kept her promise and gave her a full and fresh future.He is smart and lucky, and his business grows bigger and bigger.Later, this vow gradually grew stronger and blossomed.Not only did they have a family, but they also had children of their own.

And the sin buried deep in my heart is the mud in the swamp, there is nowhere to dissolve it, nowhere to confess.Seeing Xichun, she and Lai Yi'er tacitly pretended to forget everything, and never said anything about the past.On the day they came out of Jia's house, they had agreed to be new people.They are two wounded animals who know how to cherish each other and take care of each other's wounds.This is probably the case for loving couples in the world.

Seeing Xichun, the state of mind fluctuates delicately, like a flower leaf half unfolded and half curled up, like a heart that relieves a heavy burden and atones for sin, and also has the intention of repeating yesterday's responsibility, which makes Ruhua feel uncomfortable in the car.

She was lost in thought, Xichun looked carefully at her side face, her formerly pointed jaw was rounded, her cheeks were plump, even frowning did not diminish her happiness, she was a person with blooming flowers, frowning was just like the beauty of a tree of flowers blown by the spring breeze.There is also Liang'er, Liang'er is joyful, lively, kind-hearted, and a blessed person.

After all, she was better.Xichun smiled slightly, wrapped the cloak tighter, and closed her eyes.Decades of time are like arrows, air currents intertwine, time makes a whizzing sound in the mind, what is shot down is the broken feathers of time.

After Sister Feng took her away that night, Xichun brought Ruhua into the inner room, and Ruhua stood and cried.Xichun shook her cold hand, walked past her and lay down on the bed without saying anything.

There is no uneasiness and fear, this chaos is just the first firecracker on New Year's Eve, the black prelude is just a corner, and the more terrifying drama is yet to come.Xichun closed her eyes, and clenched her hands under the blanket, like a vigilant cat, almost scratching the blanket.

Be calm, only calm can protect yourself.Xichun, if this chaos breaks out, you have to be an inconspicuous person who doesn't take up space, and everyone doesn't care about you, so you can survive and get out of trouble.

Thinking like this, I fell asleep, woke up in the middle of the night, put on my clothes and looked at the distant stars in the sky, and shed tears alone.

——It seems that the stars are not from last night, for whom is the wind exposed at night?

Looking through the window, the whole yard was pitch black, only the distant Qiu Shuangzhai was still shining.Xichun stood at the window and looked at it, then walked out, she walked towards Qiu Shuangzhai, wanting to see why Tanchun stayed up so late.

When Xichun entered Qiushuangzhai, she realized that the candlelight was also sparse, not as bright as it looked from a distance.Tan Chun welcomes her to the room and sits down, the spacious Qiu Shuang Zhai looks very desolate at night, even with candles lit, it looks dim and old.

Seeing this situation, Xichun felt sour for no reason, and sat down against Tanchun, only then saw that there were tears on Tanchun's face.

"Fourth sister," Tan Chun said first, "I was discouraged. I didn't talk about Zhen's family when I woke up early. My own family ransacked the house, and it really did today. We gradually came."

Xichun didn't speak, just looked at her, Tanchun's tears flickered in the candlelight.Tanchun is usually calm, such gaffes are not many, and Xichun is not particularly close to her, so tonight, it can be seen that he has hurt his heart.

Tanchun didn't wipe away his tears, he didn't seem to care whether Xichun responded, he just looked at her and sighed: "If a rich family like us is killed from outside, it won't be able to kill for a while. "Death is not rigid", you must first commit suicide at home before you can be completely defeated!"

"Yes, Third Elder Sister." Xichun was sympathetic to what she said, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.Thinking of Tanchun's management of the Grand View Garden in the past few years, making good while eliminating disadvantages, and winning praise from everyone, she understands that she is not concerned with this day and day, but today she sees that she has worked hard for several years, but she can't recover from the decline, so she is very sad.

"Third Sister's painstaking efforts, not only those of us near the front, but also the ancestors in the house can see clearly from the sky." Thinking of the ancestor's century-old achievements destroyed by today's generation, Xichun couldn't help but shed tears.After all, the Jia Mansion is the tree they live in, and everyone grows from the same root, no matter how much they fight and fight, it is true. Which big clan does not have such dark and dirty things?However, no one thought it would be difficult for Jia's mansion to fall if Yushan really collapsed.

"The foundation of this mansion is empty, and the building is about to collapse! Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs?" They heard exactly the same words from each other's mouths, like echoes.It took a long time to startle each other, what is this?Is the premonition of dying already so strong?Let them speak out spontaneously.

The two wept silently in front of the candlestick. The desolation of the last days, like a giant beast, had firmly deterred them, just waiting to chew.All comforting words can only make people more lonely.

Tanchun stood up with tears, leaned forward and said, "Sister, I'm tired, you can take care of yourself." Xichun nodded and watched Tanchun walk into the bedroom.She saw Tanchun sitting down on the bed, Xichun found that the distance between herself and her suddenly widened, and there was an extra river between them out of thin air.Call her, she shouldn't, don't look back.

Somehow she walked out of Qiushuangzhai, and she was the only one left in the garden.Walking in the empty garden, the sound of the wind and the shadows of the trees could not frighten her, like a person who suffers the biggest blow, the whole person is empty, and no matter how great the fear is, it just passes through the body.

Walking to the water's edge, and then crossing the bridge to Nuanxiangwu, seeing home from a distance, Xichun only felt tired.However, the moment her mind relaxed, she saw a shadow flashing by, and immediately became vigilant.Taking a closer look, there was a man standing over the water looking at her.Across the water, sparkling, Xichun saw that the person was a woman, with a figure and aura like Miaoyu and herself, so she couldn't help feeling suspicious.

"Miaoyu, is that you?" Xichun asked.

She saw that person raised his head, and in a blink of an eye it wasn't Miaoyu, that person was obviously herself.

Xichun was startled, why am I wearing black clothes!When she wanted to look again, that person had already appeared in front of her, only in front of her, she couldn't answer no matter how she called, and couldn't catch up no matter how hard she tried.

Under the white moonlight, the figure suddenly approached and far away, leading her all the way to Nuanxiangwu, but disappeared at the door.Xichun looked around, not knowing what to do.I saw the bright moon and stars reflected in the water, the sky and the earth are vast, and the figure just now disappeared.

Xichun had no choice but to push the door open and enter, but saw a piece of paper on the ground, on which it was written: It has been discovered that the three springs will not last long, and the black clothes will be changed from the old makeup.

"What is this!" Xichun yelled in horror and woke up in shock.

It turned out to be a dream!Xichun opened her eyes and saw Ruhua, she felt a little relieved, and looked carefully at her hands, there was nothing in them.Thinking of that dream, Xichun is silent.Thinking that since there is already a way out for entering the painting, why detain her, the chaos has emerged, it is better to let her go as soon as possible.

Xichun made up her mind and said to Ruhua, "You go and take care of it yourself, and I'll send someone to ask Mrs. You to pick you up."

Entering the painting, I was stunned: "Girl, I won't go."

"If you don't want to go now, you have to go. You already have a master, and you will leave me sooner or later. Why say such regrettable words now." Xichun picked up the scriptures and leaned back on the chair to read a few pages. Still standing there motionless, he couldn't help but smile, "Go and clean up."

Entering the painting hesitant to talk but stopped, quit, walked and stopped to look at Xichun.I saw that Xichun had lowered her head, concentrating on reciting scriptures.Ruhua sighed, turned around and went out to tidy things up.The corners of Xichun's mouth twitched, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, she finally had nothing to say, she silently put down the scriptures, turned around after entering the painting, her smile was not visible, like the old sunlight outside the window, floating with gray air.

Before parting, there is no sadness.Xichun, you are really cold as they say, but this kind of self-cultivation is rare, rare.Thinking of this, Xichun felt very lonely, so she picked up the scriptures again, but just bowed her head for a moment, and printed the scriptures with water stains.

"I'm crying?" Xichun was stunned, then raised her head and smiled contentedly, shedding tears to prove that her relationship with Ruhua was not as shallow as she thought.The sunlight reflected the tear stains, her face was mottled and damaged, and was divided into large shadows by the light.However, if there is a shadow, there must be light first, and if you can cry, it means that you are not dead yet.

It so happened that Mrs. You came to see Sister Feng that day. After sitting for a while, she went to the garden to see Li Wan again.Xichun was fully dressed early in the morning, waiting for her to come.When Youshi saw this, he had to gather his energy to deal with this young lady.Just now she was chatting at Sister Feng's place, and heard about Xichun's remediation of Wang Shanbao's house last night.

Sister Feng is such a clever and cunning person, and she still sighed to her: "Don't misunderstand your fourth girl, she reads to the bone, she is really a very powerful person. She cleans up the Wang family lightly and skillfully." Now, if it were you, I’m afraid I’d have to use some tricks.” Paused, as if thinking of something, I felt very touched, “Fortunately, she’s not good at fighting, otherwise…” Sister Feng said, lowering her head to poke the fire in the stove , squinting, and smiled at Youshi, "You, just be your good wife, don't mess with her. In the end, she is a young lady who has not left the court, and you are just filling in the house."

Youshi was startled when he heard that, when he mentioned his own pain, his eyes turned red, and he forced a smile and said, "Why don't I save it? For a family like ours, it's too late to help each other, how can a sister-in-law suppress my sister-in-law."

Sister Feng looked at her with a faint smile, and said, "I'm talking too hard, because we know each other well, don't mind." Before she finished a sentence, she cried out that her body hurts, her face changed, and Youshi was so panicked that she was about to Calling people, Ping'er opened the curtain and came in early in the morning, holding medicine in his hand. Seeing her like this, regardless of Youshi's presence, he scolded her: "It's only been a few days, and you have worked so hard. It's your own life." Yes, if you don't care about me, there's nothing you can do!" Sister Feng just smiled, not getting annoyed.Although she is powerful, she also knows good and bad. There are few loyal people in this world who are willing to disregard their feelings and tell you that you are not.

If so, please be kind and cherish yourself, this is the one who truly cares for you, so Sister Feng has always tolerated Ping'er, even some minor quarrels are fine, she is reliable.

Youshi helped to serve Sister Feng, drank the medicine, and then resigned.

With Sister Feng's warning before her, Youshi was extra cautious when she arrived at Nuanxiangwu, she didn't say much, and didn't do much, only watching Xichun's performance.Xichun ordered people to serve tea, and showed You Shi the things in the painting. You Shi looked at it and said with a smile: "In fact, your brother rewarded his brother, so you should not pass it on privately. Now the official salt has become private salt." It's gone." Because of cursing into the painting, I was really confused.

Xichun took a sip of tea and said, "You don't have to scold her, sister-in-law. There is probably a fault of lax discipline. Your slave, my girl, if you pursue it, it will be within fifty or a hundred steps." Don't. The purpose of inviting my sister-in-law here this time is not to talk about this, but to ask my sister-in-law how to deal with it?"

(End of this chapter)