"This."

The disciples hesitated for a moment, and looked at the old men led by the group.

The old man was also embarrassed.

It is said that it is very decent to sit in a sedan chair in the palace, and in a noble family like the Jia family, although the vast Guogong Mansion is not as good as the palace, it is also a physical work to walk from the front door to the back house.

For women and children, it is naturally more laborious.

Therefore, people with face can't say one thing to their faces, they all pass on the word through the maid and the maid to avoid walking such a long way.

I really need to go there in person, and I also take the car and sedan car directly.

Sister Lin entered the house before she took a sedan chair.

Now Zhen Ying asked them to prepare this treatment for Grandma Liu, which is simply too embarrassing for them.

"Ying'er, I can go."

Grandma Liu hurriedly persuaded.

"Nope."

Zhen Ying insisted.

The old disciple was not sure who Zhen Ying was, but seeing that this person who was extremely similar to his own Baotian Wang Emperor Bao was so inconsiderate, he believed more and more that Zhen Ying was a relative of Mrs. Wang.

The saying of high emotional intelligence is: Looking at the style of this body, it doesn't look like a distant relative of his wife, but a relative of his in-laws!

So he didn't dare to offend more and more, and assigned a disciple to ask someone to prepare, but he secretly made a look at him and let the other party look at him.

After a long period of friction, the news finally reached the ears of the person in charge of the backyard, and a housekeeper hurried over.

"Who is it?"

"Sister-in-law Zhou, it's me!"

Grandma Liu was also sitting uncomfortably for a long time, and she had been paying attention to the movement, and when she saw a very decently dressed mother-in-law walk out, she looked at it, recognized the person, and quickly got up and smiled.

"Huh?"

This sister-in-law Zhou was a roommate brought by Mrs. Wang from the Wang family, and later married, and the tradition in the Red Mansion did not have a name, and they were called by their men's names.

The man she married was named Zhou Rui, a slave in charge of land rent in the spring and autumn seasons in Jiafu.

That's why she was called Zhou Rui's family.

She looked at Grandma Liu for a long time before laughing: "Grandma Liu, hello, it turned out to be you." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and tightened his collar, revealing the rather luxurious jade bracelet on his wrist, and his expression was extremely reserved.

Now she is Mrs. Wang's companion, she is very decent, and her family background is far from being comparable to when she first met Grandma Liu.

Wealth does not return to the hometown, just like a brocade night walk.

Now that I see the old man, I naturally have to inadvertently show the changes in my body and win the envy of the old man.

"Tell me, how many years, I almost forgot."

"Sister-in-law is a noble person who forgets things, where does she remember us."

Grandma Liu praised it very interestingly.

"It may also be a precursor to Alzheimer's disease, which is a disease and needs to be seen."

Zhen Ying suddenly spoke when Zhou Rui's family became more reserved and proud.

Zhou Ruijia's expression froze, and he immediately looked over, and when he saw Zhen Ying's face, he was immediately surprised, and then he realized the reason for coming over this time, and quickly pulled Grandma Liu and looked at Zhen Ying: "Grandma, who is this?" ”

"My name is Zhen Ying, and my family calls me Baoyu."

Zhen Ying said with a smile.

"Zhen Baoyu?"

Zhou Rui's face was very exciting, and he suddenly shouted: "You are the son-in-law of the Zhen family in Jiangnan!" No wonder! ”

As he spoke, his eyes were still staring at Zhen Ying, and his eyes were full of aunt smiles: "Brother, why did you come here and still be with this grandma?" ”

"Isn't this grandma a relative of yours?"

Zhen Ying said with a smile.

"Yes, yes."

Zhou Rui's family said with a smile: "Grandma Liu is naturally a relative of my family, and the Zhen family and our Jia family are old relatives, so you are too, brother!" ”

"Isn't that it?"

Zhen Ying smiled: "Grandma Liu is my life-saving benefactor, so can she sit on this sedan chair?" ”

"Yikes! It turned out to be so! ”

Zhou Rui's family also heard about the loss of Zhen Ying by the Zhen family, and roughly guessed it in a few words, and was immediately surprised: "Sit, of course sit!" ”

Grandma Liu is a maiden relative of Mrs. Wang, and now she has saved the son-in-law of the Jiangnan Zhen family, which in itself is a matter of giving them a long face.

Originally, he was just a poor relative who could meet his own needs for dressing, but now his status is immediately different.

She didn't even have the treatment of sitting in a sedan chair in the house, and she also agreed to it, and while ordering people to report inside, she beckoned people to carry the sedan chair over.

When the disciples saw that their wife accompanied Zhou Rui's family, they naturally had no disobedience.

Zhen Ying refused the invitation to also get on the sedan chair, pushed Grandma Liu, who was unwilling to sit in the sedan chair, in, and walked beside the sedan chair by herself, enjoying the scenery of Jiafu.

In the blue yarn cupboard in Jia's mother's main room.

"Sister Lin, look, this is the plum I folded for you."

Jia Baoyu held a plum in his hand and walked in courteously.

"The flowers are good, why are you spoiling her."

Lin Daiyu looked at the flowers, then at Jia Baoyu's familiar face, and suddenly said angrily: "You take it!" ”

"How do you say this, the flowers can be broken and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches, I didn't spoil her."

Jia Baoyu said with a smile.

"Have you asked the flowers how they feel?"

Lin Daiyu turned her head and saw Jia Baoyu coming over again, because she thought of someone or something, she was uncomfortable in her heart, and couldn't help but say: "You only know the last two sentences, but have you forgotten the first two sentences?" ”

Jia Baoyu's smile suddenly froze.

This poem is said to be written by the extraterritorial demon Wang Mang, and the first two sentences are to persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and to persuade the monarch to cherish the youth.

Even if Wang Mang later usurped and was exposed to the true face of the extraterritorial demon, this poem has become a subtle influence because of its popularity and some other things, and has not been completely eliminated.

Jia Baoyu naturally didn't change his face because of this extraterritorial demon Wang Mang.

Rather, these first two lines of the poem were read by his father when he often advised him to study.

According to the rules of the Red Mansion Jiafu, the son is the most afraid of Lao Tzu!

Even the Demon King of the Mixed World in his mansion is no exception.

Jia Baoyu's maid came in, and when she saw this scene, her brows furrowed imperceptibly, and she came over to pull Jia Baoyu: "Baoyu, you go over quickly, there are relatives in the house, and my wife will let you go." ”

"I'm not going!"

Jia Baoyu looked at Lin Daiyu in a daze.

"Really?"

The attacker smiled: "I heard that it was from the Zhen family in Jiangnan, and it was the Zhen Baoyu whose legend was exactly the same as yours!" ”

"Ahh

Jia Baoyu suddenly looked at it in surprise: "Really? ”

"You'll know if you go."

The attacker pushed him: "I heard that he was rescued by his wife's relative Grandma Liu after running away from home, and now he asked someone to carry Grandma Liu in a sedan chair and is going to his wife." ”

When Jia Baoyu heard this, she didn't care about pestering Lin Daiyu, and walked out as soon as she slipped away.

And Lin Daiyu immediately guessed what Zhen Ying meant by making fun of her, pinched the handkerchief in her hand, and whispered: "Phew! This poor-mouthed and disgusting ......"