Chapter 2 This chapter is free

It wasn't until Red Sleeves heard a group of people shouting "Madam" that she turned her head to look over: the mother of the deity is here.

The general's wife, Zheng Jiang, saw that her only daughter Red Sleeves turned her head, but she just looked at herself blankly, as if she was looking at a stranger, and her heart was even more sour; It's just that the common rites say that you can't see tears at this time today, so she still forced herself to call: "Sleeves"

Zheng Jiang's voice is soft, and it is extremely comfortable to listen to on weekdays, but today's voice contains a little sourness, which makes people's hearts sour after hearing it; But Red Sleeves still just looked at Zheng Jiang in a daze: she had just crossed over, and she was not quite able to accept a "new mother" all of a sudden.

Zhao had already stood aside, and when he saw that Red Sleeves was just looking at Zheng Jiang but not polite or speaking, he thought that she was making a little temperament again, so he hurriedly pulled Red Sleeves' shirt lightly: "Girl, Madam is here." ”

Redsleeves herself is not an eleven-year-old girl, and she is certainly not sprinkling willfulness like the deity at the moment; Although it has been decided that she will be eleven-year-old Red Sleeves in the future, it is really not a little awkward for her to suddenly accept a mother; It wasn't until the nurse Zhao urged her again that she sighed to herself in her heart: People are under the eaves; This mother is determined by herself.

Don't admit it, do you become

Although Red Sleeves didn't want to travel back in time to ancient times, and she didn't want to be an eleven-year-old Chongxi bride, she didn't want to be a failed time-traveler who was burned to death in less than two hours: not only because she was afraid of being burned alive, but also because she didn't know where she would go after death and the possibility of returning to the twenty-first century was extremely small, and it was not her wish to go to the underworld; At least for now, she's still alive and well-fed.

Red Sleeves has almost done the psychological construction for herself in the bottom of her heart, and under the hint that Zhao pulls her clothes from time to time, she gets out of bed and wants to put on shoes to give Zheng Jiang a salute; The little girl and Zhao on the side were startled when they saw Red Sleeves wanting to put on their shoes, and hurriedly stepped forward to serve Red Sleeves and put on shoes.

While putting shoes on the red sleeves, Zhao and the girl sighed secretly in their hearts: This little ancestor is still in a bad mood today, and it is just a matter of not speaking to make a temperament, but don't do anything amazing.

Zhao and the girls rushed forward, and Red Sleeves realized that he had done something wrong, and sat down with some trepidation: she is a modern person, and she can pretend to be an ancient girl Although she has the memory of her own deity, her habits are still there.

Red Sleeves quietly glanced at the people around him: It seems that he will have to be more careful in the future, and he will have to "recall" the memory of the deity a lot.

Red Sleeves sat on the bed and watched the two of Zhao kneeling on one leg to put on their shoes, she was very unaccustomed to it; However, she forced herself to hold back, and kept saying to herself: She is still a little doll, so it is not a big deal to let people wear shoes, although she can already take care of herself at the age of eleven.

Red Sleeves didn't want the people of the Zheng Mansion to think that their girl had become strange, or because she was different from the deity, and there was some suspicion about it; More is better than less, so she had to follow the local customs.

Zheng Jiang saw that Red Sleeves just sat and watched the servants put on her shoes, and her expression was different from usual, that is, she didn't answer her call, nor did she look at herself, but she didn't think much about it when she was not happy.

Zheng Jiang knew that her daughter was unhappy about getting married today, but she couldn't help it; Zheng Jiang's heart hurt when he thought of his daughter becoming a parent, and he called the red sleeves more softly: "Sleeves; Zheng Jiang looked at the red sleeves, how desperately she wanted to keep the child, but.

Red Sleeves turned her head to look at Zheng Jiang and didn't speak: she didn't know what to say.

Red Sleeves hasn't been a girl for a long time, even if she has the memory of the deity, let her pretend to be a girl or splash all of a sudden, she can't do it; And according to the memory of the deity, she was going to give Zheng Jiang a salute first, and then she was still wearing shoes and couldn't salute, so she didn't know what to do.

If Redsleeves were an adult, of course, she wouldn't be so overwhelmed: she had a way to deal with the situation at hand, but her method could not be used by an eleven-year-old girl, which would only be surprising and inconsistent with the words and deeds of the deity.

After Zheng Jiang's red sleeves were called, seeing that his daughter was still silent, he couldn't help but say: "Sleeves, I'm really, I'm sorry for you as a parent, and I won't let you rush if there is a way."

Later, Zheng Jiang had a crying voice, but he remembered the custom of not seeing tears today, so he stopped his voice abruptly, and turned his head to force the tears in his eyes back.

It's just that this time, where can I bear to go back, Zheng Jiang's reluctance and regret for his daughter turned into a pool of tears, and when the peaceful daughter-in-law on the side saw it, she hurriedly stepped forward and smiled reluctantly: "There is a lot of joy in this house, look at the eyes of the lady and the slave maid come to blow it to the lady." While talking, he took the handkerchief in Zheng Jiang's hand and tried tears for her.

Red Sleeves had already put on her shoes, and she originally wanted to give Zheng Jiang's gift, but when she heard Zheng Jiang's half-sentence, her heart suddenly struck: No, she couldn't be a bride at the age of eleven, but she was still forcibly married

Red Sleeves didn't think of this just now, because in the memory of the deity, her father was a general: how could the general's daughter be forcibly married, so Red Sleeves thought about everything and worried about everything, but he didn't expect that the eleven-year-old bride might be forcibly married

Red Sleeves mourned in his heart: What a big official General Huaide is, why can't he even keep his own concubine is not to say that although the ancients valued sons over daughters, they attached great importance to their concubines

It's just that she doesn't know what kind of family can forcibly marry the general's daughter, Red Sleeves, but she knows one thing: the person who marries must be stronger than the general's mansion; And she is the bride of Chongxi, so her "after marriage" days

The word dire water, in Red Sleeves' view, is tailor-made for her future life.

God, you can do it, let me wear it back again, Red Sleeves shouted in his heart: I no longer complain that my boss deducted my overtime pay, I would rather work overtime for free every day

Zheng Jiang wiped away his tears, turned his head and saw the red sleeves standing on the pedal in a daze, and his eyes were red again: such a lively and active daughter was forced by her own parents to look so stupid now, her parents are really shameless to face their daughter.

Thinking like this, Zheng Jiang's tears were about to fall again.

Zhao saw that the red sleeves were put on their shoes but still stood still, still silent, and hurriedly pulled the red sleeves' clothes again, with pleading in his eyes: begging her to come forward and talk to Zheng Jiang's courtesy, don't be willful anymore.

Zhao knew that it would not be so easy for Red Sleeves to see his parents again in the future: he should talk to his mother at this time; However, the Zhao family couldn't bear to say this, and with her own girl's temper, how dare she say it

Ping'an's daughter-in-law also hurriedly smiled and interrupted: "Madam, why do you just stand when you get to the girl's room, it doesn't matter if you stand, look at the girl who restrains you, you better sit down, the girl can be more casual." Then he turned around and said, "Come on, serve tea to Madame, you serve the girl like this on weekdays, no wonder the girl is uncomfortable every day." ”

After being persuaded and shouted by Ping'an's daughter-in-law, Zheng Jiang put away a lot of sadness, and Red Sleeves also put his mind on the matter in front of him.

Red Sleeves glanced at the people around her, and was once again sure that this was in ancient times, so Zheng Jiang was her mother; Hongshang could only curtsily to Zheng Jiang's as he remembered, and said, "Madam, Wanfu Jin'an." Although the words were a little awkward, fortunately, the words were few, and others did not hear anything.

Even if they heard it, they also thought that their own girls were in a bad mood today, and they lost their temper, and it was normal to say the same thing with a different taste.

After the red sleeves finished speaking, he secretly sighed: It's okay, you don't need to call your mother, otherwise it will be really difficult for her to say that she can shout.

According to the memory of the red sleeves of the deity, in this era, it is okay to call the mother directly, but it is right to call the mother, especially after adulthood, it is necessary to call the mother by the lady or the old lady, and the "mother" can only be called when talking in private.

In the evil old society, the first thing she did after crossing over was to kneel, although it was only half a kneeling, but it was not something that Red Sleeves could accept now.

Fortunately, Zheng Jiang felt sorry for his daughter who was about to get married at such a young age, so he didn't let Red Sleeves kneel for long, and pulled her up: "No courtesy, my son" took advantage of the situation and hugged Red Sleeves into his arms, hugging him tightly, as if as long as he held it like this, he would not lose her daughter again.

Zheng Jiang was really reluctant to marry her daughter at such a young age, but she had no choice: she also agreed to this matter; But after she saw her daughter today, her heart was really like a knife.

But if there is a way, Zheng Jiang will never agree; If there is any grievance or pain, she can replace the red sleeves, and she does not hesitate to do it, but she has no way to do it today's family affairs.

After feeling Zheng Jiang's extreme reluctance and love for her daughter, Red Sleeves has settled down a lot: at least, she is not sold by unscrupulous parents to seek glory; At least, she has a mother who loves her daughter in this world.

After a while, Zheng Jiang let go of the red sleeves under the persuasion of Ping'an's daughter-in-law and Zhao's family, she looked the red sleeves up and down, and saw the wedding dress on the red sleeves, her eyes were red again, and she couldn't bear to turn her face away after all: "Sleeves, it's the parents' incompetence that has affected you, and they actually want to take you back as your father."