Besides, Ning and Rong have just passed their busy years, and few relatives from all walks of life come to visit them anymore. Unexpectedly, it had only been one night on the 24th when Wang Xifeng suddenly heard the news and caught the cold.
It happened that Daiyu's old illness relapsed and she coughed, and Xiangyun also felt it due to the current qi.
Three people in the family fell ill on the same day.
The whole family panicked.
Grandma Feng was originally asked by Mrs. Wang to take charge of affairs in the West Mansion, but now she is ill and ignores the matter. Uncle Rong glanced at Wang Xifeng who was chewing her food carefully. She didn't look sick.
Although there was a lot of fuss last night, Sister Feng may have suffered a little cold, but it was definitely not as serious as she said.
"Didn't you see enough last night?" Wang Xifeng's face was unusually thick, "No matter how you say it, I'm sick. This disease can only be cured when you go to Mobei. It's not appropriate to go out when you're sick, let alone take care of it. It’s a matter of two houses and one garden. There happens to be a precious grandma coming to the house in a few days, and I was going to entrust her with it, but now I just want to let her try out what it’s like to be in charge of the house earlier.”
Uncle Rong smiled helplessly. Is this human talk? In the past, I didn’t know who was rushing to be the housekeeper or the head of the family, but now I don’t want to.
It was said that he was ill, but he could not tell how energetic and energetic he would be at night.
"It's useless to look at Ping'er. She's pregnant. You dare to touch her."
Uncle Rong knew how to touch Ping'er because he wanted to find Ping'er to save his life. Women who are too lively at night are also a bit difficult to resist. It would make any man excited to ask for her like this every day. San San said: "I will go to Qin's courtyard to rest in the evening."
"That thing from Qin's family is here. Why are you running into her courtyard? It's just trying to sneak into Xiangling courtyard." Wang Xifeng exposed it mercilessly. "If you want to go to Ling'er, that's fine. Come here in the next few days. I have a lot of things to discuss with you."
this……
"It's time to go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, otherwise my concubine will have to wait impatiently. It won't be good if it's later than dark." Uncle Rong was in a dilemma and decided to escape first.
When Ping'er saw it, he couldn't help but cover his mouth with his handkerchief and snicker. "Look, I'm so scared. I'm afraid I won't dare to come to our place for three or two days."
Wang Xifeng's face turned red quietly, and she hummed, "Will he be reluctant to come? He was so happy yesterday."
Ping'er smiled and said, "Grandma is afraid that the uncle will find someone else?"
Wang Xifeng was stunned. She really hadn't thought about it like this. It turned out that she was just thinking that Ronger would go to Mobei soon, and she wanted to stay with Ronger during this period.
Just like an ordinary couple.
Parting is the hardest part.
The regret was that they were separated in two houses, one became an aunt and the other became a nephew. But that regret appeared when Bu Ya didn't understand that the Ronger then was different from the Ronger now, so it wasn't so hard to let go. Fortunately, the two of them live in the same household and see each other every day.
Now the love is deeply rooted, and I think about leaving Mobei far away, even though it is only a year.
In Wang Xifeng's view, that will definitely be the most difficult year for him.
Now, every day that passes, the time we can spend together is reduced by twelve hours.
Regardless of whether it was stolen or robbed, I don’t want to divide any more from this period of time. Especially if it is split to the Qin family of Grandma Rong, Grandma Feng will not be willing to split it elsewhere.
Grandma Feng followed Ping'er's words and simply claimed it.
"Everyone in their family is the same. If they don't look around, they'll be in other people's rooms in the blink of an eye. The grandma in the garden is busy these days, otherwise the grandma wouldn't be able to go to Youshi's courtyard every day. Chuan? Wait a few days and Bao Yatou will also come in. There are so many maids in the house, who hasn't paid attention to him."
Lin Hongyu, who was standing by and waiting, blushed quietly, feeling that her grandma was talking about her in the last sentence. He just lowered his head and didn't dare to raise his head.
Wang Xifeng continued: "In the past, everyone in the house always said that I was jealous, and even my wife and old lady scolded me like this. How can I be jealous? I am just like Yaksha, how can you be pregnant with his child? .Xiang Ling and the others don’t even have a chance.”
It's not because grandma has already given birth to a brother for the uncle.
Now that grandma and uncle have a child, naturally she doesn't care much about the uncle and other people's affairs. What if some girl got pregnant before her?
Ping'er sighed secretly in his heart. Before grandma gave birth to that brother, he had never been worried. Although he was thinking this, he smiled and said to Sister Feng, "How do outsiders know how many unfounded accusations grandma has received over the years?"
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Uncle Rong slipped out of Sister Feng's children's courtyard and went straight to the Grand View Garden without taking any maids with him. I was wondering in my heart why my concubine called me this time.
What about Baochai?
Not too possible.
When Jia Rong arrived outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the sky was dim. The pink courtyard wall of Xiaoxiang Pavilion looks much darker under the gray sky. Thousands of green bamboo poles slant out from the pink wall.
"The Exotic Land Development of Vegetable-Growing Skeletons"
It covers the sky and the earth, making the Xiaoxiang Pavilion even more profound and cold.
Brother Rong quickly stepped into the courtyard gate and saw a winding verandah and gravel paths under the steps. The maids in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion saw him coming and greeted him quickly. Only then did I realize that Aunt Xue was waiting in the backyard of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
He had been to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but not the backyard. Only the maid led the way, passed the verandah, and came to a row of dormitories.
There is another small door from the inner room, which leads to the backyard, where there are large pear blossoms and plantains. There are two more small steps down. Suddenly a gap opened under the wall of the backyard, and a clear spring came out. The ditch was only a few feet long, and it poured into the wall. It went around the steps from the house to the front yard and spiraled out under the bamboo.
There was no Aunt Xue in the courtyard.
After getting guidance from the maid, I realized that my concubine was taking a rest while retreating.
After Uncle Rong asked about the room, the maid hurriedly left, leaving him alone. Youyou walked over and saw a light in the small room. Under the light, a plump and elegant lady was looking at the paintings on the wall.
Uncle Rong looked at it with pleasure. Is it me in this painting?
I can't believe my eyes. It must not be me. But is there anyone in the world who looks like me?
"Auntie." Brother Rong called softly.
"Coming?" Aunt Xue looked back, took a deep look, and then turned to look at the portrait in the painting. "Look who is the portrait in this painting?"
Uncle Rong awkwardly scratched the temple area in front of his ear. Xiaoxiang Pavilion is where Daiyu lived. This painting was probably painted by Daiyu.
"In the past, everyone thought that Daiyu and Baoyu were their childhood sweethearts, and they were a perfect match. This girl has something to hide in her heart, and everything is written on her face. After I moved into Xiaoxiang Hall, I also understood her thoughts. . I don’t blame you, let alone this girl Daiyu. It’s a normal thing for a girl to be pregnant. "
Aunt Xue said quietly: "Yesterday, the two families made a decision about you and Baochai. After hearing this, Daiyu came back and sat here all night. I had a cough early this morning... How is Rong'er's life? I'm going to Mobei in a month, how does Daiyu calculate the relationship?"
Brother Rong didn't refute, and said slowly: "A lot of things change in a year, and we can't say that we will be indifferent after one year."
"I shouldn't have said this. Daiyu's mother died early, and there is no decent wife at home. As Bao Yatou's biological mother, I naturally want the best for you and Bao Yatou. However, Daiyu's life is miserable. I also regard her as my daughter. The palms and backs of her hands are all flesh, and I don’t want to see anyone who has been wronged."
Aunt Xue looked at the portrait quietly. The person in the portrait is young and charming, lively and talented, which is eye-catching.
The taste of youth.
My aunt couldn't help but remember that when she was young, there was a young man like him beside her. The same cheerful and cheerful, the same talent.
pity……
"Girl Daiyu can't hide things, but she is the best at planning things in her heart. She can think about a trivial matter for a long time, so how can she ignore such an important matter? She is not in good health, and she is often tired of things. You will become sick from worry every day."
Aunt Xue is like a matchmaker. Uncle Rong thought helplessly, he really didn't know what to do. She asked shamelessly: "What do you think Ronger should do, madam?"
Aunt Xue didn't look back, she didn't know what she was thinking of. Zi Guzi said: "The noble clans must attract each other, and when they get married, they must be from the same family. Every girl in the family must marry well, and the rich family should marry the rich family, and the bamboo family should marry the bamboo family. If you have more daughters, the master and the young master in the family will also have official positions. The higher you are, the greater the family's power. But who has ever thought about a girl's thoughts?"
Brother Rong listened quietly and did not ask questions even though he was confused.
"Daiyu's life was miserable. She lost her mother early. Her life was good, her father was liberal, and the old lady doted on her. Even though she had this disease, no one outside the family forced her to do anything. Rong'er knew what Daiyu wanted. ?"
"Rong'er..." Jia Rong hesitated.
Know?
have no idea?
Should know.
"I can see that you want her best. Doesn't someone as smart as Daiyu know what's best for herself? She just likes her and is happy. She even throws away other worries for this liking. "
This was definitely the first time Jia Rong heard such shocking words.
Putting this kind of words not only in this society, but also in the modern era of the past life, it is also a reflection of the three views.
Aunt Xue looked at the portrait in trance, and her voice gradually became deeper. "A deep love will not last long, and a great wisdom will be damaged. If you are not happy, you will suffer for both long and short periods of time. Before going to Mobei, go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion more often."
Brother Rong just spoke and asked: "Is Aunt Lin okay?"
"Come back tomorrow."
After hearing what he said, Brother Rong left in confusion.
Aunt Xue turned around and gently wiped the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief.
Just as he was about to exit the room, he suddenly looked at a painting hanging on the wall by the window. The painting is extremely unclear, the brush and ink are clear and watery, and if you don't look carefully, they look like white paper.
The painting is a line drawing of a man and a woman sitting in a courtyard, with a cunning moon hanging above their heads.
The man looks up at the moon;
The woman looked up at him.
The rockery and stone forest next to them surrounded the two of them.
Aunt Xue was stunned, completely stunned.
It seems that the girl's eyes in the painting are shining and her smile is so warm.
Aunt Xue, who had just looked at her twice, felt sad for no reason, and her whole mind was filled with random thoughts. With one careful step, he missed the threshold and fell down.
Ouch.
"Auntie." Brother Rong...
