The sky was getting dark, and the lanterns in the main courtyards of Ningguo Mansion were already lit. Shen Ning smiled and watched Brother Rong hug Jia Yue while reciting the book she read today.
This is a must-have item every day.
No matter how tired he is or how late he is, Brother Rong must have dinner here and hold his little aunt in his arms.
It seemed as if his little aunt would be snatched away if she was not hugged for a day.
"Grandma!" After reciting what he had to carry, Jia Rong said, "The school has a few days off. Tomorrow I will go out to play with cousin Jianbai, Brother Qiang, and Brother Yun. Do you think it's okay?"
"Have you made an appointment?"
"Hmm!"
"Bring a few more people."
ah?
Jia Rong's face was slightly bitter.
He doesn't like to take people with him.
But without..., his grandmother would definitely not let him go.
"Okay!"
He hugged Jia Yue and approached Shen Ning, "Grandma, is there anything you want? My grandson will buy it for you."
"What do I want?"
Shen Ning smiled, "There are quite a few. Are you sure you want to buy them for me?"
"My grandson has money now."
Jia Rong is very generous.
Many of the Lai family's properties are in his hands, and they are now making a lot of profits.
Plus his own monthly routine...
Jia Rong thinks he is richer than his father.
"Really?" Shen Ning smiled, "You should stop snarling, otherwise your father will definitely reach out to you."
"I have already extended my hand."
ah?
Shen Ning was surprised, "How much?"
"Three taels!"
Shen Ning: "..."
She didn't even know what to say.
How poor is Jia Zhen? Even rob his son's three taels of silver?
"Did you say when it would be returned?"
"I borrowed it last month and said I would pay it back this month."
Brother Rong laughed, "So this month, as soon as the monthly payment was issued, my son took his cousin Jianbai with him and asked for money from his father to buy ink."
"Ah~"
Jia Yue pulled with her little hand and slapped him in the face.
"Little aunt, do you like my dad?"
Brother Rong hurriedly grabbed the little hand she was about to extend and kissed it, "This can't be done. My dad loves to drink. He stinks when he drinks. We have to take care of his money together."
"Giggle~~~"
Jia Yue couldn't help laughing because her hand was itchy from his kiss.
"...You want it right."
Hearing that it was drinking, Shen Ning absolutely supported her grandson, "That's how it will be from now on. You can borrow it, but you must pay it back next month."
You must not get used to Jia Zhen's bad habits.
Once he discovers it, anyone can borrow it, and he may not immediately turn back into the drunken, despicable person in Dream of Red Mansions.
After watching the wine, without the excuse of drinking to be cowardly, but with a string called reason, he would not be so courageous.
At this time, she didn't know that Jia Zhen was being beaten and scolded by Jia Jing and was returning to Beijing non-stop.
In the ancestral hall, Jia Zheng and Wang were thinking that they would not be able to go out tomorrow, but they could always go out for one day on August 15th.
When the time comes, they will have to make up for it.
They remember the hardships and think about the sweet rice every day until their eyes turn green, and they eat meat in their dreams.
Unfortunately, when I woke up, there was still nothing.
Although they have adapted to the days in the ancestral hall, their adaptation makes them miss their past even more.
Of course, it might be because life was so hard that Jia Zheng didn't even care about his face.
As for worrying about being looked down upon by others, let's wait until he fills his stomach!
"If you go out again, please be more honest."
Jia Zheng was afraid that Mrs. Wang would make trouble for him again, "Shut your mouth, you dare to implicate me again..." He looked at Mr. Wang who was a long way away from him, "Don't think that if I have sons and daughters, I won't I will divorce you.”
When pressed, he can do anything.
"Now that my official position is gone and everything is gone, are you particularly satisfied?"
Wang: "..."
She lowered her head and said nothing.
In fact, if Jia Zheng is not good, she is the most sad.
The entire second house is tied to Jia Zheng. If Jia Zheng falls, she also falls.
Her sons and daughters will not be able to get help from their uncle's family in the future.
And her brother...
Mrs. Wang is actually very worried about her eldest brother's situation.
When the Jia family can no longer be a help, but becomes an enemy, the eldest brother's life will be difficult.
It is difficult not to return to the capital camp, but it is equally difficult to return to the capital camp.
Now I just hope that a few more people will die in the border war.
Especially a general like her eldest brother.
There were so many dead generals that there was no way her eldest brother would be re-employed.
By then, as long as we don't go to the border, we can go anywhere else.
Wang prayed silently in her heart.
She was not praying to the Jia family's ancestors for help. She was praying to the Wang family's ancestors for help and the blessings of Bodhisattva.
Although she was in the Jia family's ancestral hall, Wang had already imagined that she was kneeling in the Wang family's ancestral hall.
"I'll divorce you. No matter it's Zhu'er, Yuanchun or Baoyu, they shouldn't blame me."
Jia Zheng was fed up with the days in the ancestral hall, "If you hadn't encouraged me again and again, how could I have written such a letter? If I hadn't written a letter, how could I have been here?"
He looked at the memorial tablets one after another on the stage, his eyes red, "Father, why did you let me marry such a stupid woman like her in the first place?"
Wang: "..."
She turned to look at Jia Zheng.
Wang never thinks that she is stupid.
Was she wrong to help her brother?
She did help her brother a little.
If it hadn't been for the Jingma case, her brother would still be the highest official in Jingying - Jingying Jiedushi.
Even the emperor would call her brother 'Ai Qing'.
Thinking of this, Wang turned her head again and closed her eyes.
Anyway, Jia Zheng's dog wouldn't stop barking a few times every day.
It's getting late, it's time to take a nap.
Wang moved her butt slightly.
Because the hem of the skirt is wide and large, it can be covered. To outsiders, she may be kneeling, but in fact, she is sitting most of the time.
At this point, she is better than Jia Zheng.
"Oh, father, I was killed by her, and Baoyu was also killed by her."
His Baoyu looks so good, and he is also very talented in reading. He can later...
Jia Zheng was really sad.
Ever since he was little, his eldest brother has always been suppressed by him.
No matter what he does, his elder brother is not as good as him.
But what about now?
All reversed.
His whole life has been ruined by this stupid woman Wang.
Jia Zheng was crying here. Suddenly he heard a gentle snore, and he became angry and shouted: "Wang..."
Wang was so frightened that she quickly straightened her back.
Jia Zheng: "..."
He stood up with difficulty and moved to her, "Did you just fall asleep again?"
"You also fall asleep sometimes."
Mrs. Wang secretly moved her legs under her skirt and said in a calm tone: "It's just that I didn't call you."
"Hoo~"
Jia Zheng laughed angrily at her, "I still have to thank you for saying that?"
"..."
Wang didn't speak.
She knew that no matter what she said at this time, it would be wrong for Jia Zheng.
After all, these days, she has admitted many mistakes and said many soft words, but none of them worked.
Jia Zheng always felt that the reason why he suffered in the ancestral hall was because of her.
But without her, there wouldn’t be anyone else? He has also done a lot of insurance for others outside!
It was because of him that the Lai family relied on her.
"You're pretending to be dead again."
Jia Zheng wished he could strangle her to death, "We are going out on August 15th. You'd better do this, otherwise, I will kill you."
He angrily went to relieve himself.
Now that you have stood up, you must walk more, otherwise your legs will really be ruined.
And this time out, Jia Zheng made up his mind that Jia Zhen must give a specific time limit.
He, the dignified second master of Rongguo Mansion, could no longer live in this ancestral hall.
If it didn't work out, he returned to his hometown of Jinling.
He will never go to Beijing again in his life.
Jia Zheng had already decided to quit, but he didn't know that Jia Zhen had taken his father's letter and didn't even bother to return to Ningguo Mansion. He was in a hurry to find Jia's mother.
"This...?"
After reading the letter, the old lady's expression changed drastically.
She thought her son was being cruel by kneeling in the ancestral hall, but she didn't expect her eldest nephew to beat him.
Regarding Wang's treatment..., she didn't feel serious at all.
"This is an injury. Don't we still need to treat him?"
Jia Mu wants to ask for mercy!
"This is my father's wish, and my grandson dare not go against it."
Jia Zhen really doesn’t dare!
"...Can't you even celebrate August 15th?"
The old lady wanted to struggle for her life, "And you said Yuanchun was going to get married on August 24th?"
"Say it!"
Jia Zhen lowered her head, "But my father said, without rules, there is no rule!"
Even he would have to receive 20 yuan.
Jia Zhen actually wanted to cry more, "Second Uncle Zheng's forty slaps are because he has no regard for human relations, is unfaithful, unfilial, and unkind..."
Each one is a mountain.
Especially unfaithful and unfilial...
It's almost impossible to live.
"If you don't kill him, it's for the sake of your ancestors and the old lady, and for the sake of Zhu'er, Baoyu and Yuanchun."
Jia Mu: "..."
Her hands are shaking!
Forty boards!
She swallowed dryly, "That's all, just do whatever you want!"
After saying this, she collapsed on the chair, "I'm old, go tell your mother!"
Even Zhen'er has to suffer twenty boards.
If Mr. Shen can object...
Or a lighter punishment.
Even if it is done in two parts, it is better than doing it all at once.
Forty dollars a piece is not good, but it will kill her second son.
Although Jia Mu knew that because of Yuanchun and Zhu'er, the guards who beat the boards would not be so harsh, but it was her son who was beaten, and her heart... was always uneasy, always wanting to find someone else for her son. Click the way out.
"Yes!"
Jia Zhen agreed, but did not leave immediately, "There is still the second aunt, you..."
"I have no objection."
It would be a real advantage for her to build a Buddhist temple in the wing of Lixiangyuan and become a vegetarian from then on.
Jia Mu didn't care much about what was behind, the porridge and vegetables.
She eats delicacies from all over the world every day. Who knows what it is like to be vegetarian every day?
Even if I eat vegetarian food occasionally, the green vegetables and tofu are always made with vegetarian oil in various ways.
Not to mention that in many poor places, even though they cook food, there is no oil at all.
But these Jia Jing are suffering.
He knows how hard life is like this.
Fortunately, with the help of the Jia family, Taixuanguan is not lacking in energy. He has not yet been formally established, and he can occasionally go to the mountains, or exchange money with farmers for chickens.
In this world, life is often more difficult than death.
Since the Wang family dares to harm people in the Jia family, then she will suffer the consequences in the Jia family!
Anyway, don't even think about living a good life through Jia Zhu, Yuan Chun and Bao Yu.
She doesn't deserve it!
Jia Jing was quite satisfied with the way Jia She and Jia Lian put aside their relationship with the Wang family in the court, otherwise, they wouldn't have thought well.
His own son has been beaten, so why does he care about beating his younger brother and nephew?
But the Wang family...don't even think about getting past this.
It's just that there are some things that he doesn't like his obedient son, so he has to leave them to him.
Of course, he must also be careful not to be caught.
It would be bad if some people thought that he was still controlling the power of the Jia family through his son.
After a while, Shen Ning got the letter from her husband and didn't say anything for a while.
Although she has wanted to be a good eldest son since she traveled through time, but up to now, her eldest son has been doing fine.
These twenty boards...
"The old lady agreed?"
"Yes!"
Jia Zhen's eyes were a little red, "The old lady has always given face to my father."
Therefore, he couldn't escape this beating.
"Forget it..."
Shen Ning sighed, "Just fight!"
So old and still young.
Good resilience.
"Invite shopkeeper Chen when the time comes!"
She wouldn't be worried if she wasn't invited.
"You can just be patient and get over it."
"...Hmm!"
What can I do if I can't bear it?
Jia Zhen is so sad.
If he had known that he would be beaten, he would not have gone to the Taoist temple.
"It's a good time for you to have a rest today!"
Shen Ning was very reluctant to see him like this, "Let Xing'er come over. I have something to ask him."
"Yes! My son resigned!"
Jia Zhen went to Youshi and her son to cry.
Especially my son.
Dad said Brother Rong must learn his lesson.
"Mrs."
Xing'er watched their uncle go away pitifully and hurriedly came in to salute.
"How is your master's health? How much work do you have to do a day now? How is your food?"
As a wife, there is nothing inappropriate or justified at all.
"My master is in good health."
When he kicked their uncle, he was still as stupid as before, "Either carry two loads of water or two loads of dung every day!"
The old man was beaten, so Xing'er went to inquire about their old man.
"It's said that the master is not tired after his work!"
Carrying water and carrying manure are all visible to others.
"As for eating..."
Xing'er hesitated for a moment and said: "The food in Taixuanguan is not bad now." Several Taoists felt fatter than before, "But every few days, the master will still exchange chickens or chickens with farmers or hunters. Rabbit eats.”
At this point, he doesn't think there's anything wrong!
When Xing'er came up from Xiaozhuangzi below, his first concern was eating.
The days without meat...he really couldn't live anymore.
It's rare that their well-dressed master can endure this for so long.
He obviously had money in his hands.
"His silver..."
Shen Ning grasped the key, "Did you give it to me?"
"No no no!"
Xing'er didn't dare to admit it.
Besides, what's the point of giving money to the master as a servant?
"They are the masters and young masters of Xifu."
Xing'er quickly sold the person, "The two aunts also sent people to deliver a lot of things to the master. Especially Aunt Min, I heard from the Taoist priest inside that they gave me a lot of money."
Oh~
Jia Min!
It’s human nature!
Shen Ning didn't really want Jia Jing to live the life of an ascetic in a Taoist temple, "Do you think there is anyone wrong with... over there?" (End of Chapter)