Ever since she listened to the words of the stupid eldest sister in the garden, Daiyu was stunned. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info she was bent on going to Baoyu to ask for clarification, but she was dazed by this sudden blow, and after returning from Baoyu's room, because of Zijuan's sentence "I'm home", she was touched by heartache, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

The sky was still slightly bright, and Zijuan woke up. She put on her clothes and lifted the curtain, only to see Daiyu hugging the quilt and sitting on the bed in a daze.

"Why did the girl wake up and sleep a little longer?" Zijuan asked.

Daiyu came back to her senses and said, "If you don't sleep, let's get up." ”

Zijuan hurriedly gathered the jacket on his body and took Daiyu's clothes from the smoked cage. Daiyu got dressed, and Zijuan next to her had already brought hot water. After washing, Zijuan looked at the sky and said:

"Girl, it's better to rest a little longer, it's still early in the morning, and it's still cold outside!"

Daiyu looked at the sky, and sure enough, it was still early. He said,

"You take out my usual posts about learning characters. I haven't written for a long time, so I'll write a word in the house! ”

Zijuan smiled: "Isn't the writing post on the girl's desk?" I don't know who the girl met yesterday.,I wrote a half-night post at night.,It's not confiscated yet! ”

Daiyu looked at the desk, and sure enough, the pen and ink were still there. Looking at what was written on the paper again, it was nothing else, it was Baoyu mourning Qingwen's "Hibiscus Daughter". She remembered in a trance that Qingwen had been gone for a few months, and this word should have been written not long ago, and after listening to Baoyu's eulogy, it had already been thrown into a charcoal basin and incinerated.

She put away the pieces of paper, dropped a few drops of water into the inkstone, mixed the rest of Chen Mo and grinded it again, took the post, but felt strange again. I remember that I had reached the end, but the post was only turned to the middle, and the pages behind were still new. A thick pile of rice paper was stacked on the case, and Daiyu flipped through it, but it was a manuscript of poems that she practiced writing on weekdays, and even the poems written by the poetry club in the Grand View Garden were also there.

She remembered that she listened to the words of the stupid eldest sister yesterday, and when she came back, she vomited blood, burned the manuscript of the poem, and burned the veil. I thought I was dead, but who knew that when I woke up one night, I felt a lot more relaxed. But how can the manuscript of the poem that I burned with my own hands still be put away in a dignified manner? Daiyu shouted in a trembling voice: "Purple Juan! ”

Zijuan was urging the small kitchen to make porridge outside, and when she heard Daiyu's voice, she hurriedly walked in.

"Go and help me see, is the old handkerchief in the box still there?" Daiyu pointed to the box and said tremblingly, her fingers trembling slightly.

Zijuan saw that Daiyu's face was not as calm as when she got up, and hurriedly opened the box in the direction she pointed.

"What kind of old veil does the girl want?" Zijuan asked.

"There are words."

Zijuan knew that it was the old handkerchief of the inscription poem, and turned out two of them, and sure enough, they were the two sent by Baoyu, and when he looked back, he saw that Daiyu's face became pale, and his body was about to fall down as soon as he was weak.

"Girl!" Zijuan called, hurriedly rushed to the front, and helped Daiyu up.

Daiyu looked at the handkerchief in Zijuan's hand, her throat choked and she couldn't say a word, and her eyes were full of tears. She held Zijuan's hand, sat down on the chair in front of the desk, stared at the two handkerchiefs with hazy teary eyes, only to feel that everything was burning, a heart seemed to be stirred into pieces, and the sourness and pain were all congested together.

Zijuan has also seen Daiyu cry many times on weekdays, but she has never seen such a way of crying, as if her tears have been blocked all her life, and her eyes are about to cry. She hurriedly comforted softly. "Girl, homesick?"

At the mention of homesickness, Daiyu's congested emotions suddenly found a gap, and she cried out loud with a "wow". Zijuan was startled, and hurriedly put aside the old handkerchiefs with the two inscriptions, preparing to get the new handkerchiefs to wipe Daiyu's tears. Daiyu was crying so dark that she held her hand. Zijuan couldn't bear it, so she took out her handkerchief, wiped her tears for Daiyu, and thought of comforting words.

Daiyu cried while listening to Zijuan's intermittent persuasion, and talked about her heart. It turned out that his infatuation with Baoyu and his grievances on weekdays were all seen by Zijuan. While crying, she felt that the congestion in her heart was slowly beginning to dissipate, and the grievances and sadness in her heart were still there, but it was no longer as uncomfortable as just now.

She took the handkerchief in Zijuan's hand, wiped her tears, and looked at the pattern on it, which was not what she usually used, but Zijuan's handkerchief, and couldn't help but put it on the table, but the person burst into tears and laughed.

Zijuan saw that she had eased up a lot, remembered the old handkerchiefs with the inscription she had just taken out, and hurriedly tucked them into her clothes. Just now I cried because of this thing, and if I saw it and started crying, it would be difficult to coax it. I didn't care about Daiyu throwing her handkerchief, so I hurriedly went to get a clean handkerchief from Daiyu and took my own back.

After a while, Zijuan called another basin of hot water.

Daiyu washed up again, asked Zijuan to help her reopen her hair, comb her homely appearance, and then still sat back at the desk, dipped the pen in the freshly ground ink, and wrote a "Ranga Sutra". Xue Yan brought the freshly boiled bird's nest porridge, and Zijuan took it, warming it through the water. She knew that Daiyu had just cried hard, and she must have no appetite at this time, so it was better to let her be quiet first.

Daiyu read the scriptures word by word, and finished one article without distractions, only to feel that the blocks in her heart were gone. I guess I felt what I thought during the day, and I had nightmares at night. She put down her pen, let the ink stains on the paper dry first, got up to wash her hands, and Zijuan next to her brought out the bird's nest porridge. Daiyu remembered that this bird's nest was sent by Xue Baochai, and after eating the porridge spoonful by spoonful, she rinsed her mouth, looked at the red marks next to her eyes in the mirror, and took powder to cover it up, so she went to Jia's mother.

On Jia's mother's side, Xichun and Tanchun are there. Daiyu entered the door to greet Jia's mother, and when she looked up, there were only two people who visited the spring and cherished the spring, and they didn't see Yingchun here. She thought about it and remembered that she had heard a few days ago that Yingchun had already promised someone, and it was going to be decided in the next two days. At this time, I must be in the house to rush to embroider. I heard that the other party was in a hurry, and he was going to pass through the door a year ago.

I don't know what kind of character the other party is. Daiyu remembered last night's dream again, and tears filled her eyes. She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have dreamed of some things about the Spring Festival, and she thought about it carefully, but she felt that she was too serious, and she even took the things in the dream to heart. Coincidentally, at this time, Feng Lazi came in like a gust of wind. Jia's mother also freshened up and ordered the meal to be set. Sister Feng took the porridge from the mandarin duck's hand, personally held it to Jia's mother, took the chopsticks, and picked some of the delicious side dishes that Jia's mother loved to eat on weekdays, and sent them to Jia's mother. Daiyu and Tanchun Xichun also sat down, although they both had breakfast in the house, they also held chopsticks at this time and accompanied Jia's mother to eat a little more.

Sister Feng was busy taking care of Jia's mother, and Mandarin Duck brought her another bowl of porridge. The five of them finished eating for a while, and while they were removing the plates, they began to talk.

Sister Feng said: "The real Sun family is going to come and make a decision today." I heard that he is a military general, he is thirty years old, and he is a martial artist who dances with swords and sticks. Our young lady with golden branches and jade leaves, the eldest master can bear to send it to the wolf's den. ”

Mother Jia couldn't help but laugh when she heard her say funny: "How can you be so bad as you say, she is optimistic about it, it must not be bad." ”

As soon as Daiyu heard that the family that was about to welcome the Spring Festival was indeed surnamed Sun, which corresponded exactly to the dream in her dream, she was puzzled. She didn't want to ask in front of everyone, so she waited until Mother Jia finished eating and rinsed her mouth, and after talking for a while, she said goodbye and went to Yingchun with Tanchun and Xichun.

In Ziling Zhou, Yingchun is really in a hurry to embroider. Her sideburns were slightly loose, her eyes were dark blue, and her eye circles were red, obviously she hadn't slept well. The little girl next to her sent her breakfast, and she only ate half a bowl of porridge and moved a little side dish. When Daiyu came in with Tanchun Xichun, she was instructing the little girl to take down the breakfast.

Because Si Qi was kicked out when he inspected the Grand View Garden, he had to do the embroidery work for the spring festival himself. But the mother-in-law at the bottom can't do it. Seeing Daiyu and them coming in, Yingchun was happy and excited, and hurriedly stood up and held hands and said something in the house. Daiyu inquired:

"Where is the new aunt's hometown? What is a name? ”

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked, the two lines of Yingchun burst into tears: "I heard that it is a person from Datong Mansion, named Sun Shaozu, who is nearly thirty years old." As soon as Daiyu heard the word "Sun Shaozu", it was like a thunderbolt in her mind, shocking the three souls and six spirits. She forced herself to compose, but her face turned snow-white, and she asked in a trembling voice:

"The second sister can ask Baoyu to inquire, how is the character of the new aunt?"

Yingchun took a handkerchief to wipe away his tears, choked up and said, "I have asked Brother Bao to inquire." But it's just that the girl outside said that the other party had a wife who died, and now she is mixed with the girls in the house all day long. ”

Daiyu listened, and became closer and closer to the words of the spring in her dream. She asked tremblingly, "Didn't the second sister go to ask the old lady to intercede?" ”

"I'm going to beg first," Yingchun said, almost crying into a tearful person: "Father said that Sun Shaozu's character and talent are all good, and he is going to make up for the lack of generals, and he also said that he used five thousand taels of silver from the Sun family." Just wait for Weng to become a son-in-law, and the five thousand taels of silver will be done. ”

Five thousand taels of silver.

Daiyu remembered in a trance that she heard Yingchun cry in her dream, and it was after returning to the door that she said that Sun Shaozu beat and scolded him, and he wanted Yingchun to go to Jia Yu to ask for the five thousand taels of silver. She began to believe the dream in her heart.

Daiyu stood up abruptly and said, "Second sister, let's go and beg again, this new aunt can't be married." Yingchun and Xichun Tanchun looked at her, and saw that their demeanor was very different from just now. Daiyu said as she lifted her feet out of the house to welcome spring, and no matter where the way back was, she walked forward in front of her as if she were white.