The attack is Jia Baoyu's interpretation flower, and it is a double channel.

But Qingwen is not such a caring and active person.

Even if this kind of intimacy contains some kind of superior meaning, Qingwen is unwilling.

But Jia Cong received a modern scientific education and had later ideas that did not correspond to this era.

So in his heart, there are not so many rules and regulations of etiquette, everything is just forced by the present.

No one has to be friendly with him, as long as he does not offend him, he can always live in harmony with others.

Remind you when you sleep, wake up at night without making noise, and look at you when you talk.

These are all habits developed in previous lives, not to bother or disturb others, and not to treat yourself badly.

Jia Cong has been taking the time to teach her literacy recently, Qingwen is ingenious and not stupid.

In just a few days, she could already read and write her name and some simple verses.

Jia Cong can also play dominoes, Go, fighting birds, shuanglu, and wine orders.

Qingwen's self-proclaimed strengths were crushed by others, she was unhappy, pouting sullenly and never playing with him again.

Seeing that this girl is becoming more and more cheerful and casual, she no longer has the same cold face and low eyes as she did when she first arrived.

Jia Cong smiled with relief, his goal was achieved, and he simply deliberately let her win.

Qingwen's little eyes suddenly bent into a crescent moon, and she swept away unhappily.

Occasionally, in my spare time, I followed Qingwen to teach parrots under the porch.

Occasionally, watering flowers, planting grass, and writing novels can be a little more fun on boring days.

It's just that the words and actions that this master blurts out sometimes, Qingwen can't understand or understand.

For example, he would point to the starry sky at the grape trellis at night and say something to her about Andromeda, Taurus and the like.

He also said that there was no Wu Gang, no Chang'e, and no Jade Rabbit on the moon, huh....... She didn't believe it anyway.

Jia Cong sometimes talks to himself, spontaneously sighs, and misses the cherry blossoms in his hometown.

Miss the mutton noodles in her hometown, or worry about something, Qingwen doesn't know much, and Tie Niu doesn't understand it even more.

Duration.

The three sisters who often come over are still Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun, and Jia Xichun.

Xue Baochai, Lin Daiyu, and sisters also come together from time to time.

After all, Daiyu and Baoyu are familiar with each other, if they are not in groups, but alone, they will never come over.

Qingwen remembered that once, when Miss Bao and Third Master Cong were talking about Lao Zhuang's knowledge and Bagu articles.

The second master of Talking about Debao fell asleep, and Miss Lin was also a little impatient.

Although she loves poetry and books, she only focuses on beautiful and gorgeous articles, and her poems are still to her heart's content.

Ping'er and Mandarin Duck have only been here once, and these two are extraordinary.

They usually came on behalf of their masters, but they only asked briefly, and they didn't mean anything special.

Time flies, and a few days go by like this.

In the fine sand of the hourglass, in the sound of the sonome of the other yards.

Qingwen is the opposite of him, she has no plan and vision for the future at all.

Le is a day at a time, and she has no other way out.

Her life is like an ink painting, the colors are monotonous, but they are very freehand.

And what about Jia Cong's life?

He compares himself to a fine brushstroke, rich and colorful, but as if something is missing.

.........

.........

Early the next morning.

Jia Cong finished exercising as usual, changed his clothes, and went to teach Jia Lan to read all day long.

I met Jia Tanchun under the west flower wall of Li Kunyuan, with a pair of handsome eyebrows, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were not dry.

Needless to say, Jia Cong immediately guessed that it was Aunt Zhao's sake.

Aunt Zhao is a woman who seems to have no merits, because she is favored by Jia Zheng.

Her own monthly silver was not less than half a cent, not only did she not starve to death, but she was also dressed decently.

But he repeatedly asked his biological daughter Jia Tanchun, who was raised by Mrs. Wang's side since he was a child.

is close to Mrs. Wang, and Mrs. Wang hates Aunt Zhao.

Tanchun was very shy about being a biological mother, afraid that Aunt Zhao would affect her, and it would be her eternal pain to be born.

"Brother Huan."

Jia Cong saw Jia Huan sneaking his head out from behind the weeping flower door, and he was very afraid of his own sister.

Hear Jia Cong's call.

Jia Huan just couldn't hear it, and continued to observe his sister's reaction to Tanchun.

Tanchun didn't look at this younger brother directly, and gently lifted his skirt to enter with the sisters.

Jia Huan caught a glimpse of Tanchun entering the hospital, and walked out sneakily: "It turned out to be the third brother Cong, who should I be!"

I was startled for no reason, aren't you here to ask Sister-in-law Zhu for money? ”

Jia Cong was speechless and said, "Brother Huan, she is your own sister, and there are some things that I can't say in my turn."

I just want to remind you that you don't have to look down on your own identity, and you can do things in the sky.

There are people who are more unbearable than you, and identity is not an excuse for your self-depravity. ”

"Humph!"

Jia Huan's eyes widened when he heard this, and he turned his head and left: "Third Brother Cong, you have a brain now, you are very knowledgeable, you don't look down on me, and you don't get along with me."

Just ignore me, this time he is still putting up, is it to discipline me or show me? Hum! You don't have to! ”

Jia Cong shook his head secretly, this bear child is hopeless, and his kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs.

I can't listen to good words or bad words!

It seems that Wang Xifeng scolded well: "I have a bad heart, and I still complain about the partiality of others." ”

In the entire East and West Mansions, only Jia Lan is currently the only Jia Mansion man who has a good impression of Jia Cong.

This child is also a pitiful, and only his mother Li Kun is concerned in the whole house.

Mother Jia, the great-grandmother, has never cared, and Mrs. Wang, the grandmother, has never paid attention.

On the contrary, because of the untimely death of his eldest son Jia Zhu, he blamed his dissatisfaction on Li Kun, the daughter-in-law.......

After teaching Xiao Jia Lan four books in the study for a while, Jia Cong went to the toilet to pay respects.

When you return.

Jia Cong was curious, walked around the courtyard at random, and walked for a while, the road became more and more cramped, like a backyard place.

When I looked up, I saw rows of drying racks, well, it should be the area for pulp washing.

There are many mothers-in-law and inferior girls in Jiafu, and the sister-in-law of the mandarin duck is the mother-in-law in Jia's mother's room.

This is the place to dry her daughter's clothes, Jia Cong knows that she can't stay for a long time, and is about to go back.

Suddenly, a cool breeze hit.

As soon as Jia Cong turned around, he was covered by a piece of cloth blowing in front of him.

His nose was instantly filled with a faint fragrance, and he touched it, and it turned out to be a big red bandeau bra.

The texture is extremely soft, and the material is obviously the finest silk.

There is a mature and soft fragrance, which is different from the girl's chick fragrance, and is more like the orchid body fragrance of a mature woman.

Throwing away the bandeau as soon as he threw it away, Jia Cong turned his head and hurriedly left: "The wind is blowing wildly, and it is not advisable to stay here for a long time." ”

If it is seen, the trouble is small, and the loss of integrity is big.

This era is different from later generations, and the streets are full of white flowers with long legs.

Original stockings, original underwear, hanging in a certain fish, a certain car to sell.

Jia Cong hurriedly only said hello to Jia Lan and went back.

Li Kun's two girls, Biyue and Suyun, went to the backyard to pack up their clothes.

At the door of the lower room, I saw a person hurrying by, and the second daughter was suspicious, and then picked up the bandeau in the backyard.

Ordered Biyue to pack up all the clothes and put them away.

Su Yun came to the study alone and asked gently, "Brother Lan, have you been to the place where the pulp is washed?" ”

"Nope." Jia Lan was stunned.

Su Yun frowned and left the room thoughtfully.