You read that right, Mrs. Xing begged Jia's mother, and the girl arranged by Jia's mother was Qingwen, who was the first beautiful girl in the Red Mansion, the best in needlework, and the first in "The Twelve Hairpins of Jinling".

So the question is, at this time, Qingwen was already given to Jia Baoyu by Jia's mother, how could Jia's mother be willing to give it to Jia Cong? A change in attitude towards him? Impossible, Jia Cong thought, the only possibility is that Mrs. Wang played a role!

Mrs. Wang doesn't like that there are beautiful girls in Baoyu's room, she is afraid that she will teach her Baoyu badly!

Jia Cong speculated about the process, maybe Mrs. Xing mentioned the attack, Qingwen, and also wanted the old lady to reward him with a girl, so Mrs. Xing's face also had light, and the attacker was Mrs. Wang's chosen eyeliner, Qingwen was too beautiful, Mrs. Wang might suggest that Baoyu girl too much, let Qingwen go over...... Jia Baoyu's big girl has raiders, Qingwen, musk moon, autumn lines, blue marks, and the little girl also has Qianxue, Shen'er, etc., and it's nothing to divide one in the past.

Moreover, "tearing the fan to make a smile for a daughter", "Yong Qingwen is sick and making up for the finch golden qiu", these episodes have not happened yet, Jia Baoyu and Qingwen have no feelings at this time, and he now relies most on his attacking sister.

Is it a blessing or a curse? Jia Cong is quite crying and laughing, Qingwen is beautiful, but she has a bad temper, is lazy, has a heart higher than the sky, and is a lowly, I'm afraid she won't be happy to come over to serve him, right? The character of the Red Mansion is very complicated, and he Jia Cong is the same, the cold real life is not a novel, it is just inclusive, he thinks, if it comes, it will be safe, how can the old lady return what he ordered?

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Time rolled to the palm lamp, the oil fire was erratic, Jia Cong got up in his pajamas, hung up the curtains, and looked out with his shoes: "Qingwen, put out the lights." ”

Qingwen also only wore a middle coat, with her hands on her forehead, the silver bracelet on her wrist and the dancome on her long fingernails were the most dazzling, and she sat at the table angrily, and said depressedly: "What is it worth, how much oil does it cost?" ”

Oh, people are lazy, high-spirited, don't know how to be thrifty, and are spoiled by Jia Baoyu, Jia Cong didn't speak, and went straight to take two copper fire chopsticks to cut off the wick, cover the lampshade, and enter the room.

"Yo he!" Qingwen has no consciousness of being a girl at all, if she had this awareness, she would not only live more than seventy times, and her beautiful eyes said coldly: "You don't have a girl, sprinkling sweeping, serving food, watering flowers, feeding birds...... How can I do it alone? ”

"You don't need to come to sprinkle and sweep, pour water, Sun Fu and I can do it." Jia Cong fell asleep, no, this girl must be transformed, Jia Baoyu can stand it, he can't stand it, no, Jia Baoyu also quarreled with Qingwen later, it can be seen that Jia Baoyu's good temper can't stand it. Qingwen may not be reconciled, right? It's a normal thing, Jia Baoyu has a lot of girls who like it, besides, in Jia Baoyu's place, Qingwen can gamble without scruples, wipe dominoes, and call her own meals, how affordable, in all fairness, why doesn't Qingwen want to get good treatment?

I didn't pay attention to the shoes just now, Jia Cong recalled that Dream of Red Mansions mentioned that Qingwen wore "sleeping shoes", this kind of "sleeping shoes" were worn by women with small feet in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and Zhang Ailing's "Dream of Red Mansions" also verified that Qingwen was bound by feet......

Woman with small feet ...... Jia Cong thought of the online photos he had seen in his previous life, living in this era is the sadness of a woman.

He's not an eight-year-old kid on the surface, but he won't be angry because of a girl or something, life can't be picky in every way, Qingwen has a strong temper, at least he won't be a spy? Hey, speaking of which, she has become his Jia Cong's girl, and it is impossible for Qingwen to be killed by Mrs. Wang.

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"Green vegetable tofu, there is no meat, Grandma Lian is really good to you." Qingwen sat on the small pestle to eat, not at the same table with Jia Cong, the master and the slave, respect and humility, she did not cross this line casually.

"Yes, sister-in-law, of course you have to be good to your brother-in-law." Jia Cong is happy, there is no meat, looking at his appearance, but he also eats fragrant and delicious, strange.

"Poof!" Qingwen tilted her head and smiled, "Go to school today?" Do you want to prepare clothes? ”

"No need." Jia Cong put down his chopsticks: "The eldest master said that he would go to apprenticeship in a few days, and he didn't need to go to the clan to study." ”

The warm day of late spring broke through the clouds, the green parrot in the birdcage under the porch learned his tone "Qingwen, Qingwen", the flowers bloomed, Qingwen sent the dishes, chopsticks, plates, and food boxes back to the kitchen, poured a glass of water for it, and the parrot flapped his wings and became more and more energetic: "Qingwen, Qingwen." ”

"Dead bird, call you again to lift the corpse."

Qingwen scolded twice, yawned lazily, when she first arrived in a strange place last night, she was not used to it, and she instantly revealed the willow waist and cherry Fan Sukou, and went to the next station in the corridor, the grass and trees in the courtyard were fresh, and she saw that Master Cong asked An to come back, and ran around the small courtyard road for half an hour, sweating profusely, she was reluctant to hand over the handkerchief.

wiped all the sweat, Jia Cong was embarrassed to return her: "Sun Fu, fetch water, I want to bathe." ”

"......" Qingwen is not easy to ask him, it is sewn by herself, she is three years old Jia Cong, she is eleven years old this year, not that she doesn't know anything.

Sun Fu came in from the outer door to fetch water, hot water Jia Cong fetched by himself, cold water Sun Fu went to the patio to pick it up, and washed it in the east wing for a while, Sun Fu asked Qingwen to send neat clothes over.

Qingwen entered the door, only to cross the screen, and suddenly saw a smooth body, standing upright bathtub, this body should be as thick as the average person when he was ten years old, Cong Ye put his hands down, and was rubbing a long and hard unknown object, like a rolling pin......

"Yikes!" Qingwen threw away her clothes and fled, the little feet that came out of the wrap were not particularly fast, her apricot eyes were wide, her moth eyebrows were frowned, her pretty face was as red as an apple, and her hands were on her waist: "Sun Fu, you come out for me!" ”

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"Qingwen, you took advantage of me." Jia Cong was very dissatisfied, his body was actually looked at, so he said shyly.

Qingwen sat in the courtyard without saying a word, her eyes staring at the patio, there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes, and her mouth sneered.

A pretty face, very delicate, and a good figure.

"Hey, Qingwen, look." Jia Cong pointed to the ants under the mulberry tree: "This ant has a division of labor, they have an ant queen, just like a bee has a queen bee, the ant queen only has children, she will have children with many males." ”

"Nonsense!" Qingwen didn't believe it, but her eyes looked at her curiously, and her eyelashes flickered.

Jia Cong immediately asked Sun Fu to borrow a shovel from the person in charge of the storehouse, shoveled the mound under the tree, and sure enough, there was a white ant king, Jia Cong smiled and said, "You believe it this time, right?" The ant queen can be roasted and eaten. ”

"Disgusting!" Qingwen saw that another kind of ant would move the corpse of the dead kind, this kind of ant was red, and frowned, "Why do they want to kill each other?" ”

"What's so strange about that?" Jia Cong asked Sun Fu to take the ant king to roast and eat, saying that it was very fragrant, Sun Fu shook his head and threw it outside, Jia Cong sighed lightly: "The ants are still stealing and eating the corpses of their companions, it seems to be unkind and unjust, tyrannical to the extreme, but people won't eat people?" From the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to the present, there are a lot of cannibalism in history, and there are some places in Dashun where there is a famine, and it will also be eaten by changing children. What's more, people have means and methods to kill people without seeing blood, which is more terrible than ants eating ants, right? ”

"Hmm." Qingwen didn't seem to understand it, but when he interrupted it like this, she forgot about her original unhappiness, and then looked at this young master, what she said was so difficult to understand, it was stranger than the second master.

"Then what is Master Cong studying for?" Qingwen asked.

"For yourself, for the people you care about, and for your ambition." Jia Cong clapped his hands and returned to the West Wing: "Do you know? There was a great poet in the Tang Dynasty named Bai Juyi, he said, if you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world. ”

I don't understand much, the front is Bai Juyi, why is Bai Lotian in the back? Qingwen's identity is the lowest, she is not only a slave, but also a slave of a slave, at the beginning, she was given to Jia's mother by Lai Mama, and Lai Mama is also a slave, so ...... She has an aunt and cousin, nicknamed Duo Worm, and Duo Worm's wife is her aunt and cousin, called Duo Girl, that is, the one who with Jia Lian...... They basically ignore Qingwen, she only knows, sky cards, earth cards, human cards, and cards, axes, red six, black nine......

I don't understand.

Master Cong said that he wanted to go out for a trip, left a message, the visitors in the courtyard asked her to receive her, nothing else, Qingwen heard in a trance that she was going to see the three shopkeepers, so she got along with each other for a night and a half a day, sometimes she felt that she was older, but she felt that Jia Cong was older than her, weird?

She didn't think about Jia Cong's ability to write Bagu essays, her extraordinary talent, and whether she would be a girl in the future, if she had considered these, she would have already befriended Mrs. Wang and coaxed Jia Baoyu to go, with her intelligence and beauty, it is not impossible, but she is disdainful...... Needlework is not a trivial matter for women, women in this era pay attention to "three from four virtues", the four virtues are virtue, speech, appearance, and merit, "gong" is needlework, her needlework is the best among the girls, Jia Mu praised, but ...... She easily doesn't do it to others.

The self-esteem of a girl of low status?

Unfortunately, this era is not tolerant of women.

Qingwen plans to tidy up the study, Jia Cong's bandit hall, the number of books is increasing, according to him, it is the rhythm of the college entrance examination, if people live according to the last day, they will not be so painful, Baochai sent a copy of "Li Shouzhong's Three Hundred Essays", he also turned a few pages.

Although there is a trend of sweating cows, but this study is neat and orderly, and no one needs to tidy it up at all, this master does not have the prestige of the master, the master's money, I also heard that I helped the second girl to get rid of Mama Wang, it seems that he is right to people, not as difficult to serve as Jia Baoyu, what about the second master of Bao, it is good when it is good, it is very bad when it is bad, Qian Xue was thrown out, but she is innocent, she suffered from Mama Li's unjustified disaster, Jia Baoyu has the temper of the young master, and it is not so easy to serve, and it is rumored that Jia Cong is not bad for pomegranates.

"Qingwen, you took advantage of me!" Parrot and learn quickly.

"Dead Bird, tell me to tear your mouth again!" Qingwen was angry when she heard this, and she couldn't find it, so she went into the wing room and poked it with a copper fire chopstick, which made the parrot lose a few feathers.

The parrot with Baoqiang's forgiveness jumped up and down, his eyes were very innocent.

Qingwen thought to herself, "Damn! This dead bird only learns the words of Master Cong, if others hear it, what face do I have! ”

The feathers fluttered softly into the patio.