"Second Brother Lian, except for me and Brother Lan, everyone has this?"

Jia Lan pursed her lips, her face a little unpleasant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since he got the fountain pen a few days ago, he has kept himself in his room and copied books except for school.

He is a concubine, and Aunt Zhao is a concubine, so she didn't give a return gift to Jia Lian and Jia Yingchun at all.

Jia Yingchun was okay, Aunt Zhao embroidered a purse and sent it out early. But Jia Huan knew that it was Jia Lian who gave the pen, and because he was shy in his pocket, he specially asked Jia Rui to borrow a book, and hurried to hurry up, thinking of copying one by hand and giving it to Jia Lian.

So I didn't know that this fountain pen was actually a hand!

Jia Lian didn't know what Jia Huan was thinking, and was surprised when he heard this, so he first greeted Jia Lan, and then looked at Jia Huan.

"Yes, you, Baoyu, Miss Lin, your second sister, third sister, Xichun, and Lan Ge'er were given to him by Zhu's sister-in-law, everyone has it, but is it wrong?"

Poor Jia Lian has long forgotten what Jia Huan said perfunctorily before, you (Jia Baoyu, Jia Huan) are all the same.

I just don't know how Jia Huan thinks that the meaning of that sentence means that he is stronger than Baoyu, and then sees Jia Lian as the person who knows pearls.

Looking at the collection of poems that he had spent three days rushing out, the boy's frustration was obvious, and a sense of betrayal arose.

His eyes were red, and Jia Huan felt extremely aggrieved.

"You big liar!"

Shouting out these words, Jia Huan couldn't hold back any longer, threw the poetry book in his hand to the ground, and then pushed Jia Lan in front of him and ran out.

"Ah, Young Master Lan."

Jade was surprised, and hurriedly helped Jia Lan, who was sitting on the ground pouting and about to cry, and the others looked at each other, and Jia Lian looked at Jia Huan's back running out in confusion.

"Uh...... Is Brother Lan okay? ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Jia Lian felt a little uncomfortable with a dark face.

The reaction to Jia Huan was only if he was convulsive.

He remembered that Jia Huan was still burning Jia Baoyu with a candle on TV, maybe he had indirect mental illness.

shrugged his shoulders, compared with Jia Huan, who had a strange temper, Jia Lian had a better impression of the child in front of him who wanted to cry but because Jade said that manhood bleeds without tears, so he was tearful but silent.

Feeling the perversion of the personalities of Jia Baoyu and Jia Huan, he reached out and picked up the poetry collection that fell on the ground, Jia Lian raised his eyebrows, it turned out to be written with a pen.

Uh, though it's a bit unbearable to look at directly.

flipped through it casually, but Jia Lian's face showed surprise.

The collection of poems was written by Jia Huan with a fountain pen, with a total of about twenty or thirty pages, using ordinary cotton paper. It looks like it should be written page by page and then stapled. At first, it was a bit clumsy, and the handwriting was not very good-looking. But in the end, the more the font surprised Jia Lian.

From Jia Baoyu to ask for a fountain pen to Jia Huan, it was about four or five days, but I didn't expect that in such a short time, Jia Huan had completely adapted to the fountain pen.

Rubbing his chin, Jia Lian suddenly felt that even a child like Jia Huan was so highly accepted, perhaps, if there were enough trees of that kind of gel, the civilian market would not be impossible to try.

After all, this base is still very large.

His first fountain pen was iron, which was very clumsy. The twenty-seven sticks in the back are strange, but Jia Lian thinks that a few of them are made of sandalwood agarwood and the like.

The cost of iron is high, maybe wood or something like the outside, the cost will be lower.

It is not limited to expensive ones such as sandalwood agarwood, as long as it is ordinary and hard.

Thinking like this, Jia Lian didn't pay any attention to the last page, the words written by Jia Huan.

The second brother of the gift.

Jade coaxed Jia Lan so much, and the little guy thanked Jia Lian again and again before slowly going back.

asked the people below to send back the collection of poems that Jia Huan had fallen, and Jia Lian didn't think much about it, so he revealed it.

It's a pity that it was precisely this small detail, the New Year's sacrifice to the ancestors, Jia Lian almost exploded.

In the year of the Guanning Mansion Sacrifice, Jia Lian has not caught up with him outside for several years, and this year compared with his first participation, although there is one more Wang Xifeng, but the others are no different.

It was still a solemn and solemn series of worships, but when he finished going out, Jia Lian saw a very discordant scene.

Jia Huan stood on one side with a mocking face, and on the other side, Jia Tanchun stood opposite Yingchun, his face flushed, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

Yingchun looked stubborn, but her reddened eyes betrayed her.

Next to him, Si Qi's face was angry and rushed forward, and he was stopped by another girl in the spring, Lianhua'er, saying something.

His heart sank, and Jia Lian frowned. stepped forward and touched Yingchun's head, and then asked.

"What's wrong?"

"Hmph."

Jia Huan's face was even colder because of Jia Lian's arrival, and he snorted coldly and turned his head with a proud face. Tanchun glared at Jia Huan fiercely, looking a little at a loss.

Yingchun's eyes were red, but he smiled at Jia Lian, and was about to say that it was okay, but there was an angry voice from behind him.

"The second master is the third lady and the third master. Mrs. said that she worshiped her ancestors today and gave Miss a hibiscus crystal hairpin, and the third lady said that my young lady was childish and couldn't suppress this hairpin. Then the third master of Huan said that my young lady is just a concubine, and in the future, she can either be a wife to the Hanmen or a concubine to the Gaomen. ”

The voice was not high, but gritting his teeth, Si Qi was very angry.

Jia Tanchun likes to welcome the Spring Festival when he has nothing to do, this is a common thing, and it was nothing originally. Jia Yingchun has been with her since she was a child, and she has long been accustomed to her temperament.

And because when she was a child in Jia's mother's yard together, Yingchun was bullied by her wet nurse, and Tanchun often helped her say a few words.

So later Yingchun returned to the big room, although the spring puppet or talk is also yin and yang, as long as it is not too much, Yingchun is also a ninja, and he is also restrained by his own girl and is not allowed to find trouble.

Because the little sister joked a few words, this was originally a trivial matter.

Who knew that Jia Huan, who had always watched from the wall in previous years, but this time, when the young ladies were talking, he suddenly said a few words to Tanchun in a weird way.

Si Qi knew that her young lady was atmospheric and didn't want to have more rights and wrongs, but she was a hot person but couldn't bear it.

In addition, Jia Huan's position in this mansion was already delicate, so he returned two sentences, and then Jia Huan's words blurted out.

Yingchun originally wanted to make extraneous branches during the New Year, but Jia Huan's words were really excessive. When Jia Lian didn't come, she was originally patient, and when her backbone came, as soon as Si Qi's voice fell, Yingchun couldn't help but burst into tears instantly.

Jia Lian lowered his head, originally wanted to ask about the truth, but he was very distressed when he saw this, and he became angry.

This sister is holding his baby-like palm, and he is reluctant to say two heavy words, how can he be bullied.

Staring at a pair of eyes, Jia Lian turned to look at Jia Huan, and couldn't help but slap him hard.