The filial son of the Red Mansion

Jia Rong stopped his hoe and said with a smile: "I am not your master, and there is no one around to stop you. You can run back to Rongguo Mansion and complain to your second wife!"

Lai Wang was speechless and said, "My wife and I followed grandma when we were at the Wang family. Since it was Grandpa Xiaorong who made the decision, what's the point of complaining to grandma?"

It's really useless.

How could a shrewd person like Wang Xifeng turn against the heir to the title of Ningguo Mansion over a servant!

Chapter 4: Daiyu Enters the Mansion

埋！

Buried!

Lai Wang's abdomen was covered with yellow soil, but he remained motionless, as if he had accepted his fate.

What's the point of burying someone who doesn't resist?

"Okay, crawl out on your own and do a few things for me, and today's matter will be over. If I find out again that you instigated your second wife to ruin the reputation of the Jia family, I will bury your entire family." Jia Rong finally let Lai Wang go.

He was not soft-hearted, nor was he afraid that Wang Xifeng would turn against him.

Just like Lai Wang himself said, even if Lai Wang's whole family was buried, Wang Xifeng might not really turn against him. As for the other people in Rongguo Mansion, they didn't care about Lai Wang's life or death at all.

Don’t you understand what this means?

The lives of Lai Wang's entire family are in the hands of Wang Xifeng, and also in the hands of Jia Rong.

It only takes a word to decide when to bury Lai Wang. It would be better to let Lai Wang do something shady.

In the future, if we want to bury people without anyone noticing, we will need a few people to help us, right?

Lai Wang was quite well-behaved. He stood obediently by the side, covered in mud, waiting for instructions.

Jia Rong was very satisfied with this. "Brother Lai Wang, don't be shy. I won't ask you to do anything too difficult. I just want you to find some moldy rice and flour."

Although Lai Wang was puzzled as to what Uncle Xiaorong wanted to do with the moldy rice and flour, he knew what to ask and what not to ask, so he just nodded obediently.

After Lai Wang left, Jia Rong began to ponder: "After Jia Zhen dies, should I bury my grandfather who only practiced Taoism?"

Time always passes by inadvertently.

It was three days later when Lai Wang delivered the things, but unfortunately they did not quite meet Jia Rong's requirements.

The rice is not moldy enough!

Fortunately, there is plenty of time for the rice to continue to mold! Aflatoxin is a good thing.

Now we just have to wait for the wedding!

The days of idleness passed quickly. Every day, he went to the clean room next to the Jia family ancestral hall to pay his respects to his grandfather Jia Jing, then went to pay his respects to his master Jia Zhen and his wife Youshi, then went to the west to pay his respects to Jia Mu at Rongguo Mansion, and took a look at Wang Xifeng. In this way, half of the day passed.

In the remaining half of the time, he occasionally met with Jia Lian, Jia Baoyu, Jia Qiang and others for a drink.

However, a relative came to Rongguo Mansion that day, and it was said that she was the daughter of the aunt from Yangzhou.

The relationship between the branches of the Rongguo Mansion is not complicated. This great-aunt is called Jia Min, and she is the legitimate daughter of Jia's mother. Jia Min is of the same generation as Jia Rong's grandfather Jia Jing. Jia Min's husband is called Lin Ruhai, who is currently the inspector of salt in Yangzhou.

Jia Min and Lin Ruhai have a daughter named Lin Daiyu, who is of the same generation as Jia Zhen.

Jia Min's eldest brother is Jia She. Jia She's eldest son is Jia Lian, and his eldest daughter-in-law is Wang Xifeng; his second son is Jia Cong, who has not yet married.

Jia Min's second brother is Jia Zheng. Jia Zheng's eldest son is Jia Zhu, who has been dead for many years, leaving behind a widow, Li Wan, and a son, Jia Lan; the second son is nicknamed Baoyu, Jia Baoyu with a silver-like wax-headed spear; the third son, Jia Huan, is a fool who can be buried at any time.

Although Jia Min is not my biological aunt, I actually forgot to attend Jia Min's funeral, otherwise I would have gotten a third-level treasure chest!

What a loss! What a loss!

Jia Rong slapped his thigh and sighed, then hurried to Jia's mother's courtyard.

"My poor aunt!"

Before the maid could report, Jia Rong's crying voice had already reached the main room.

Grandmother Jia was drinking tea with Lin Daiyu, and she almost dropped the teacup in her hand when she heard the sound.

Lin Daiyu was a little younger at the time and had just arrived. Seeing the strange looks on everyone's faces, she couldn't help revealing a timid and puzzled expression.

Most of the ladies in the room disliked Jia Rong and were unwilling to explain.

Only Wang Xifeng smiled and said, "He is your eldest nephew from the East Palace. His name is just Rong. Don't worry about him."

Lin Daiyu had also heard her mother talk about the past. She knew that the Jia family was divided into two branches, the East and the West. The eldest uncle of the East was devoted to cultivating immortality and ignored the secular world. Now the eldest brother of the East was in charge. It seemed that the man was the son of the eldest brother of the East. According to her mother, he was an uneducated and unskilled playboy, a "porcelain-cast club".

Just as I was thinking, I heard the sound of boots coming in, and a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old came in. He had a delicate face, his hair was cut like a knife, his eyebrows were painted like ink, he was born handsome and elegant; he was slender, wearing beautiful clothes and a crown, a light fur coat and a precious belt, but he had an approachable and friendly demeanor.

He greeted Lady Jia with tears in his eyes, and then hurried over to bow: "My nephew greets my aunt, my poor aunt!"

The crying sound was sad, but when Lin Daiyu heard it, she couldn't help laughing for some reason and could only cover her face with a handkerchief.

Wang Xifeng was afraid that Jia Rong would upset Lady Jia and the two ladies, so she hurriedly said, "You have just stopped crying, and now you are making trouble again. Speak properly."

Jia Rong stopped talking immediately and stared at Lin Daiyu who was standing beside Jia's mother. He saw two curved eyebrows that seemed to be frowning but not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be happy but not happy. Her expression showed sorrow in her cheeks, and her body was full of illness. There were tears in her eyes, and she was panting slightly, like a weak willow swaying in the wind.

What a pretty little girl! She will definitely be a beauty when she grows up.

Jia Rong looked at the distant look between Jia's mother and the two ladies, and said with a smile, "I have seen this aunt before."

Grandmother Jia was biased to begin with, and she looked down on the nephews and grandchildren of the East Palace who had a bad reputation. She scolded them, "You are talking nonsense again. When have you ever seen her?"

Jia Rong didn't care about that. He just wanted to see how hypocritical Jia's mother was. He said with a smile, "Although I have never met my aunt, I think she looks familiar. Looking at my aunt's face, she looks exactly like my great-grandmother, and her mouth and nose have the air of my great-grandmother. My great-grandmother used to be very kind to her great-grandson. Now when my great-grandson sees my aunt, it's like seeing my great-grandmother, and he feels closer to her."

As he spoke, he looked at everyone's reactions.

Grandmother Jia was stunned on the spot, the funeral reward above her head: [Level 7 Treasure Chest] was particularly conspicuous.

Lin Daiyu was half-believing and half-doubting, with a hint of curiosity about him in her eyes. She thought to herself: Didn't mother say that the East Mansion has a bad reputation? He seems to be not bad.

Jia Zheng's wife, Wang, suddenly changed her expression, as if she recalled many bad things from the past.

Wang Xifeng glanced at him and said to Grandmother Jia: "No wonder I felt that my sister was not like the granddaughter of the old ancestor. Now I suddenly realize that my sister and aunt are both inheriting the style of the old ancestor."

Grandmother Jia finally came back to her senses, and was filled with emotion. Yin said, "She is weak, so please stop talking about it."

Jia Rong asked again: "Aunt, have you ever read?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room looked strange, and most of them wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

Daiyu said: "I have never read it. I only went to school for one year and can recognize a few words."

Jia Rong laughed and said, "When I looked at my aunt, I suddenly thought of the word 'pinpin'."

Grandmother Jia's expression changed drastically. She thought Jia Rong was flirting with Daiyu and was about to scold him. Just then, a maid came in and said, "Baoyu is here." Grandmother Jia's expression changed and she said with a smile, "Why don't you hurry him in to see his sister?"

Before he finished speaking, a young man came in. He was about nine or ten years old, with a face like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and a complexion like the flowers in the early spring. He was dressed in rouge and had a round face like a panda with a pink face.

Baoyu greeted Lady Jia first, then turned to look at Daiyu, and then said what Jia Rong had just said: "I have seen this sister before."

Lin Daiyu was indeed stunned, thinking to herself: I seem to have heard this somewhere before.

Grandmother Jia smiled kindly and asked, "When have you ever seen her?"

Baoyu smiled and said, "Although I have never seen her, she looks familiar to me..."

Before he finished speaking, some people had already reacted and stared at Jia Rong with wide eyes. Yingchun and Tanchun gathered together and whispered.

There was also a slight look on Jia's mother's face. When she heard Jia She's wife Xing laughing next to her, she glared at her coldly.

Chapter 5: Daiyu Enters the Mansion

Baoyu didn't notice anything wrong and continued, "Although I have never seen her before, she looks familiar to me, so I think we are old acquaintances. It's not a bad idea to just treat today as a reunion after a long separation."

Yingchun and Tanchun's whispers became even more lively.

Grandmother Jia fixed her old eyes and forced a smile, saying, "That's better, this way they can live in harmony." As she spoke, she glanced at Jia Rong coldly, feeling that Jia Rong had brought shame to Baoyu.

Jia Rong was trying to smooth things over, but upon seeing this, he immediately echoed, "Ah, right, right!"

Lin Daiyu covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her pure eyes, as if washed by water, were full of smiles, and she almost laughed out loud. She couldn't help but secretly glare at Jia Rong, and snorted inwardly: Mother is right, this man is too bad!

Jia Rong pretended not to see it.

Baoyu had no idea of ​​this, and was still thinking about how to get close to Daiyu. In the blink of an eye, he sat down next to Daiyu, looked at her carefully, and asked, "Sister, have you ever read?"

Everyone in the room felt stunned; even Wang Xifeng looked sideways at Jia Rong.

Lin Daiyu answered Baoyu's questions one by one with doubts.

Baoyu asked again, "Does your sister have a courtesy name?"

Daiyu shook her head: "No words."

Baoyu pretended to be silent for a moment, then said with a smile: "I would like to give my sister a word, and the word 'Pinpin' is very wonderful."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room, whether it was the wives, grandmothers, girls, or maids, all had interesting expressions. More and more people tried to hold back their laughter, and it was more difficult to suppress the corners of their mouths than anything else.

Daiyu finally couldn't help herself, thinking that this was a popular way of making conversation in the capital, and said with a smile: "Thank you, brother, for the calligraphy."

Baoyu was obviously very excited too, his pink round face was almost smiling into a ball.

Jia Rong felt that he could not stir up trouble any more. After all, he and Baoyu had no grudges in the past or the present, so he said, "What a coincidence! My nephew also thinks these two words are a perfect match."

Baoyu smiled even more when he heard this.

Jia Rong's words gave them a way out, and Lady Jia and Mrs. Wang's expressions finally improved a little.

Unexpectedly, Jia Baoyu suddenly became naughty and went to Daiyu to ask, "Sister, do you have a jade too?"

Many people didn't understand the meaning of this statement.

Jia Rong understands, and Lin Daiyu is also very smart.

Daiyu knew that Baoyu was born with a jade in his mouth, so she guessed: It is because he has the jade that he asks this question.

So he replied: "I don't have that. I think the jade is a rare thing, not everyone can have it."

Unexpectedly, Baoyu went crazy after hearing this, took off the jade and threw it away.

He cursed, "What a rare thing! My sisters at home don't have any, and now this fairy-like sister has come and doesn't have any either. It's obvious that this is not a good thing. And you're talking about 'psychic' or not! I don't want this thing anymore!"

The room was in chaos. The maids were all scared to death and rushed to pick up the jade.

Grandmother Jia was extremely distressed and was busy trying to comfort Baoyu. Everyone around him, including Jia She's wife Xing, Baoyu's mother Wang, Baoyu's elder sister-in-law Li, Baoyu's cousin Wang Xifeng, etc., all gathered around him nervously and tried to comfort Baoyu.

Seeing Daiyu was stunned by this scene, Jia Rong comforted her, "Don't worry, Auntie. Uncle Bao is not an ordinary person, and his behavior is also different from that of ordinary people. There are even stranger things than this!"