It is said that Mrs. Wang came to carry Concubine Yuan's hand, but she didn't admit that she wanted to carry an empty space, and looked at each other in shock, and Concubine Yuan cried: "In the past 20 years, my son's life has entered Huangquan, and there is no time to meet again." Yin and yang are far apart, Tianlun, you need to regress early. ”

Mrs. Wang bluffed to death, and when she returned to her soul, she heard Yu Chuan's call, Fang Jue was cold on the pillow, and there was a tear in the hazy place. In front of the empty open-carved door, Yu Chuan persuaded bitterly outside the tent: "Madam, this is a dream, the mother is in the palace." Look, wife, this is a bed, not a dream. Mrs. Wang was still waking up from a dream, and she was in a hurry: "Bring clothes, hurry, prepare the car, I want to enter the palace, enter the palace to meet my mother!" ”

Mrs. Shicai dreamed of crying, Yu Chuan heard it, and gloomily pulled away the back of Mrs. Zhang, and said with a forced smile: "On the sixth day of the first lunar month yesterday, the palace where my wife entered, it will be the twelfth day in five or six days." Mrs. Wang was stunned, although she knew that it was a dream, her heart said that it was ominous, and she refused to say anything.

Secretly prayed and instructed Yu Chuan: "Don't say a word, and a third one knows, the bad luck of the mother is all on your head!" Yu Chuan nodded his head and nodded, brought his clothes from the smoker cage, and served his wife to get up and freshen up.

Aunt Zhao combed her oily hair, went out with an even face, and went to see the master in Lixiang Courtyard. Walking into the wife's courtyard, I saw Yu Chuan rubbing his handkerchief under the pear tree by the well. Shaking over, he smiled before speaking, looked at the basin and asked, "Whose handkerchief are these old ones?" ”

He didn't answer the question, and said, "My wife can't use these alone." Yu Chuan was quite impatient, the clear water of Huan was in a hurry, and suddenly said: "Niang Niang rewarded." Mrs. forgot her handkerchief in the car yesterday, and the mother gave two parties and asked Mrs. to keep it. When you can't see your face, look at this veil, and you should see your daughter. ”

Aunt Zhao heard him say these words in one go, guessed and was happy, took a step back, and said with a smile: "The old man asked you about the third master's book, and I have worked the book these days, but I didn't come to ask Mrs. An." I haven't seen a girl for a few days, in and out of my dreams, in the center of my mouth, there are girls. Last night, I dreamed of endorsement, and nominated the girl to fetch water to wash her feet. The old man said that he had a good look at the two, one for Baoyu and the other for Huan'er, and the father and son thought of going together! It is strange to say, 'Knowing a son is better than a father'. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Chuan shook his handkerchief and got up. It was hung on the shelf, and the wooden basin was splashed, and a puddle of water flowed to Zhao Buying's feet, and he took his feet.

Jia Zhengwai returned to Beijing, but he had no position and was idle at home. Every morning and dusk, after serving the illness and filial piety, he was alone in the Lixiang Courtyard to read and recuperate, and the scenery was pleasant, but he didn't know that his wife had a big unsolved case in her heart.

Dai Ru died, and the substitute cultivator of the school was even more old and sick, and when he couldn't get out of bed, he only ordered the eldest grandson Jia Jian to act as the family school.

On this day, Jia Zheng passed Jia Lan to come, and asked the master in the school from his mouth, for fear that this grandchild would be delayed again, and he would be unable to sit still, with a depressed face. Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Shan Pingren shook his head and muttered, "'Threesome, there must be my teacher', choose the good and follow, why worry about the master's failure and lack of reputation?" A comparison of spring, Wenqu is dry, Wuqu Dou Rong, the double stars are shining, and double happiness is coming. ”

Zhan Guangwang Zuomei also came left and right, one person said: "Fu test under the Ming Gongmen, even the middle two yuan, the name is on the dragon list, and the knowledge is not under the language village." That hand-held pavilion, beautiful and gorgeous, elegant and harmonious, is just the model of children's learning. The text has a rain village Fu test, and the poems and essays have their own strengths; Wu You's aunt is skilled in arching and horses, and he knows the power to change. Under the old man's door, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are people in the house, and there are people who participate in learning and study, and they are thousands of miles a day. ”

Jia Zheng gradually turned his worries into joy, tried Jia Lan's recitation, put aside his pen and said, "That's it." The four voices have to be exquisite. I've got a pen on it. Silence another "Holy Oracle", bring it with it, and ask the village master to try two corrections. ”

Jia Lan Gongkai came out silently, and all the Qing guests came to watch, and they all appreciated it. Jia Zheng saw every word, and when he saw that there was no mistake, he personally wrapped the booklet and paper in one place and put it to the eldest grandson, "Call Brother Fungus and go together." Jia Lan came out with a book, went into the garden and returned to Ming's mother, and Jia Yan went.

Lou sent out his son and nephew, leaned on the door to look, and saw: Lan Fungus went hand in hand, describing him as a biological brother, and his relatives were also like a compatriot. was very happy, and took advantage of the fact that his son was not at home at this time, and came into the house to accompany Jia's mother to talk about common things.

Mother Jia asked about Jia Yan and said with a smile: "The fungus boy is better, I also listened to what your second master said." It's not easy for orphans and widows, guarding sensible children, tomorrow they are out, and the two of you will come out. Li Kun smiled and said: "The old lady is blessed, his father's unfinished book, if he reads it, he will live up to the old lady and the old man." ”

Jia Mu was useless in one sentence, and was speechless for a long time. Li Kun was regretting himself, Baoyu brought in the decoction, Lou saw it, and Xiao Yingying hurriedly got up and took it. Holding the spoon in his hand, he raised the soup to heat it up, and said with a smile: "Over the years, I have been blessed by the ancestors, and I have not tasted filial piety, and the ancestors have eaten two bites in my hands, so that my granddaughter-in-law can do her best." ”

Jia Mu took a bite according to her words, and said with a smile: "Look at what he said pitiful, how can he be so good?" Everyone said yes, the mandarin duck counted his fingers, and told with a smile: "Ancestor, this immortal soup invited by Bao Erye is called 'Seven Sons Togetherness Soup'." Counting from Mrs., counting Miss Lin, her grandson's daughter-in-law, great-grandson's daughter-in-law, and today's sister-in-law Lou, there are exactly seven, and I count them all! Lou smiled and said, "It's a coincidence-" Jia Mu said: "It's not a coincidence, it's your filial piety." ”

The girls talked and laughed, and the medicine was exhausted. Jia Mu took Baoyu's hand and asked, "Your mother didn't come today, I heard that she is uncomfortable, you can take a look for me." When Li Kun heard this, he also retired to say hello.

Mrs. Wang waited for the second and sixth periods, and everything was unintentional, and she became a night sweat anorexia. Lang couldn't find the cause of the illness, and generally prescribed a poison and heart purifier, and told him to rest and recuperate. Aunt Xue's mother and daughter came to see the day, and it was inconvenient to go back and forth, so they still lived in the same place, which also saved the family's annoyance.

Jia Zheng is looking for sentences to fill in the words, do not disturb, Tanchun is a public housekeeper, not favoritism, Aunt Zhao Lixiangyuan ate the master's closed door, and asked her daughter for a good meal in the flower hall, and she was angry and out of the garden.

When I met Li Kun in the hall, I asked my wife two sentences in vain, and I counted them down, "I am the one who has no one to ask!" The sons of the people are placed in the house one on the left and one on the right, and the big ghost in the ring is big, and they don't go to the eyes. ”

Li Kun explained: "My wife is not good, and my aunt and grandmother are more patient." Is there a parent who doesn't think about being a son? Others don't say it, just from the aunt's heart to treat the brothers, you can know. ”

Aunt Zhao said: "Huan'er was born to the master, don't talk about this." My mother's family has been working in the house for several generations, just Huai'er, the only seedling, not to mention taking care of it, the old lady is reluctant to speak, and Liu Wu'er is taller than the sky! This kind of thing that has no master in the eyes, not to mention that I beg grandma, just to prevent others from being harmed, grandma should also say something! A red media was ten years old, and his fifth son married Huai'er, opened a tree and gave birth to a child, and the children missed their grandmother from generation to generation. ”

Li Kun didn't take this well, and it was easy to offend him, so he thought in one wall, and said in the other: "Auntie and grandmother treat her nephew as her own, how can her aunt not be admired?" I can also say it; Yu Li, there is a wife on the upper floor, if I cross this order, even if my wife doesn't say it, my aunt and grandmother will say that I don't care about it. If you say that you want a wife, three girls are a girl's family, and it is not easy to speak. ”

Although Aunt Zhao was stupid and stubborn, she also heard it, she was unhappy in her heart, and complained to herself: "Look at my illness and rush to the doctor, Shaodao's grandmother is unbearable, and grandma is busy." He dropped his words and walked away.

Mrs. Xing asked the old lady An and stopped by to see her sister-in-law. Mrs. Wang was already disturbed, and she had to see her again.

Xing's trip came down, and it was the old lady and the second wife, and it was really hard to ask for the mother's safety for the old man. Take the car into the black oil gate, just go back to the room to rest. I just passed the horse shed in the south courtyard, but I heard the scolding in the study: "I am a yellow child, there is a sister in total, Sun Shaozu stepped on his head and shit, but you shrank your head and became a turtle!" tortured to death, just don't be sad, do you want this face? ”

Xing got out of the car and walked into the door on the second floor, and saw Jia Cong lying on the shadow wall, handing his mouth and tongue to say something to Cuiyun. The heart said, "Whose rule is this", deliberately coughed, and was startled.

Fei Pozi ran down the stage when she heard the sound and sent his wife back to the room. Xing asked: "What kind of bastard is sending heart-warming words to the ears of the old man!" The mother-in-law replied: "The embroidered orange ran back, but I couldn't find my wife, so I found it in the red room." The old man asked, and he cried and said, 'The young lady called the man surnamed Sun to come to our room, and forced the girl to serve him and marry me!' Pigs and dogs are not as good, not for girls, I am long gone. After hurriedly speaking, he wiped his tears and went to Sun's house, saying, 'Death will also die together'. ”

Mrs. Xing's abuse was unclear, I don't know what it was, she went back to the room and jumped to her feet, pointing and scolding to the east: "The daughter who married out, can she take back the water that was spilled?" If you don't have the ability to hold on to your husband, what can your mother's family do if you don't have anything to do? Fight a lawsuit, or desperately, I ask you! It's hard work, and you deserve it! As he spoke, he sat on the chair with his butt grinding. Wang Shanbao's family was busy and attentive, and Mrs. Fei couldn't intervene, and her negative anger came out.

Jia Cong's back and hand are all things, Fei Pozi saw it, and a gust of wind came to ask: "What is the third master holding on his back, waiting for the master?" Jia Cong turned around, turned around, and looked at what he was holding in his hand and what he was carrying, and said, "The back is the actinolite that honors the master, and this is a jar of stone people who are drunk." ”