Chapter 1: Zhuang Zhou Mengdie
"those two girls! The good guys let these foxes hurt like this, and their family members also called me out!! ā
In a daze, Liu Yong only felt that his mouth was very dry, and there was an angry roar accompanied by crying in his ears, and occasionally a few words echoed and begged for mercy, which made him have a worse headache when he heard it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Still alive, huh?
The pain in his body was incomparable, but Liu Yong's heart was full of joy.
He had lymphoma and had several surgeries before, and the doctor said that if he got through this time, the disease would be over. Now I can hear the voice, just be noisy, it's good to be alive.
The eyelids were a little heavy, Liu Yong struggled slightly, and it took a lot of effort to open his eyes with joy.
In a daze, his eyes were full of smoke, and when his eyes were automatically focused, the scene he saw made him wonder in his heart.
The tent of the four corners of the smoke and blue embroidered plum orchid bamboo chrysanthemum, the embroidery dyed on the body, the quilt with flowers, and the antique, wood-colored tables and chairs not far away.
Not in the hospital? So where is this?
No way...... Is it still dead?
Is this the underworld?
In a hurry, Liu Yong held his breath in his heart, sat up suddenly, and startled the people in the room. As far as the eye could see, what I saw was a person in ancient costumes in a TV series, and it was dark in front of him, and in the consternation of everyone, Liu Yong fell back with a "bang".
"Second master, second master.....!"
In the exclamation, Liu Yong fell into a coma again.
No matter how anxious the people outside were, Liu Yong was asleep this time, but he was in a dream.
He had a long, long dream, in which he arrived at an antique place, which was similar to the Dream of Red Mansions he read in this world, and he was a two-country public high school, Jia Lian, the second master of Rongguo Mansion.
The longer the dream, the more Jia Lian felt a little lost.
In a dream within a dream, it was as if he had arrived in another place.
In the dream, his name is Liu Yong, a small employee of a company, his parents died, leaving him alone, but he finally suffered from lymphoma at the age of 30 and finally died on the operating table.
I don't know what night in my dream, for three days and three nights in a row, Jia Lian couldn't finish dripping rice on the bed, so he could only forcibly pour some decoction into it.
Whenever Jia Yu came over to see his son like this, he always beat his chest, wishing that he had suffered it for him.
"Buy those two girls back! Kill! Kill!! ā
was ruthless, Jia Yu couldn't even take care of the unconscious Jia Lian, and pointed out angrily, just wanting to seduce the master and kill his son because of the loss of spirit, and let out the evil anger in his heart.
Mrs. Xing stood aside, waved her hand at the little girl who was about to go, and persuaded Jia Yu with a sad face.
"Forget it, it's already taken away, and the two lives that are hard to take should be a blessing for the chain."
Jia Yu had to say more, Cui'er, who was waiting over there, had sharp eyes, and saw Jia Lian's hand move, and hurriedly exclaimed.
"The second master is awake, the second master is awake."
Mrs. Jia Xing hurriedly stepped forward, and saw Jia Lian's eyelids wide, and then her mouth moved a few times.
"Lian'er, Lian'er, what do you want to say?"
Jia Yu was excited, and when he saw that Jia Lian seemed to have something to say, he hurriedly clung to it.
Jia Lian slept for three days, and at this time, he only felt that his throat was very dry, and his eyes were hazy, so he opened his mouth unconsciously weakly.
"Water ......"
When Jia Yu heard this, he was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly went to pour him a cup of tea and brought it over.
Mrs. Xing took Cui'er to help Jia Lian up, and drank all the tea in one go, before he slowly spit out a mouthful of turbidity.
"How's that, do you want more?"
Jia Yu had a nervous face, for fear that his son would faint again like before.
Jia Lian's throat moved, and then he saw that it was the father in the dream who poured water for himself.
The two dream scenes contrasted with each other, and he was a little stunned for a while, but he didn't know which one he was.
Jia Yu and Mrs. Xing held their breath, their faces were anxious, for fear that he would repeat his old tricks.
The two sides were at a stalemate, and a girl came in to tell him.
"The eldest master, the eldest lady, the lady and the second master Bao have come to see the second master."
Hearing this, Jia Yu hurriedly wiped his face with his sleeve and turned his back, for fear of being seen in his current embarrassment.
Mrs. Xing also took out a handkerchief from her arms, tucked the corners of her eyes, and carefully straightened the quilt for Jia Lian, and then got up to greet her.
When Mrs. Wang entered the door, she heard the girls say that Jia Lian woke up, and a trace of unclear meaning flashed on her face, and then she smiled and followed the girl into the house, and when she saw Mrs. Xing coming out, she hurriedly waved her hand.
"I just came here and heard that Lian'er woke up, what are you doing when you come out, I'm not an outsider. Jin Chuan, you go and ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look at the second master Lian, and then go to tell the old lady to make her old man happy. ā
When Jia Baoyu heard this, no one looked at him, so he hurriedly took over the errand and ran out with Jin Chuan on his own.
Jia Lian in the back room was in a daze, but he heard a kind and smiling voice, and when he looked up, a woman of about forty or so was looking at him, wearing rather plain clothes, with a smile on her face, and she was kind and kind.
This, in the dream, she is her second aunt, but she has always called Mrs.
Just as she was about to speak, Mrs. Wang saw Jia Lian looking at her with a pale face, and hurriedly stepped forward, hugging Jia Lian is heart and heart for a while.
His face stiffened, the corners of Jia Lian's mouth twitched, and two blush suddenly appeared on his face.
cough, in the afterlife of that dream, I am a thirty-year-old boy chicken......
The two softness on his chest rubbed in front of him, and Jia Lian felt a chill in his heart. In the end, if Cui'er hadn't seen Jia Lian's face wrong, she didn't know how long she would have been tortured.
When Mrs. Wang let go of Jia Lian, Jia Lian's whole face was as red as a monkey's buttocks.
Mrs. Xing, Cui'er and the others accompanied Mrs. Wang to shed tears again, and at this time, they hurriedly asked people to come in with a basin to clean their faces.
Jia Lian was speechless, and looked at the people in the room according to the situation in the dream, and immediately had a plan in his heart.
It turned out that this predecessor was only eighteen this year, but because my father was a man, the upper beam was not right and the lower beam was crooked, and he secretly collected the two personal girls in the house. It's just that the young man is ignorant, he doesn't know how to be temperate, and he bought some medicine from outside that he doesn't know where to change the mess, and when he is a pair with the girl, he rolls down directly from the belly.
Now except for the girl brought by Mrs. Xing, there is only one Cui'er left, but because she is not brilliant, no one else has seen it. Thinking about what he heard in a daze before, Jia Lian roughly knew the whereabouts of the two girls.
Cui'er and the others served Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing cleaned their faces, and Mrs. Wang pulled Jia Lian for a long time before slowly speaking to Jia Yu.
"Lian'er, this child, I hurt as my own child, really speaking, even Baoyu has to retreat three points."
Mrs. Xing Jia Yu echoed a few words, and Mrs. Wang patted Jia Lian's hand.
"The child is a good boy, in my opinion, he was taught bad by those two prodigal hooves, it is better to simply donate an official to him, find a family affair, and have someone to restrain and control it, it is better than going out to fool around with those fox friends and dog friends like now, and it is almost ~ almost ......"
Saying that, he covered his mouth and whimpered twice, and Mrs. Jia and Mrs. Xing and the others had no choice but to comfort them for a few more words.
Jia Lian was covered in the quilt, and he felt strange when he saw this.
When this situation spreads, those who don't know may think that Mrs. Wang is his mother.