The flowers are red and the willows are green again… Well, the willows are not there yet, and the snow in Kyoto is still fluttering.

Daiyu’s birthday is the Flower Festival on February [-], and she was on the road again during the filial piety period last year, but she never passed.This year, Mother Jia intends to have a lot of fun in order to promote “Bao Dai Love”.So it is still lively at home, and it is not easy to invite relatives and friends on the eighth-year-old girl’s birthday.

Baoyu’s head is numb, and he has long launched the shield “Sister Xiangyun”. In his opinion, Shi Xiangyun is still reconciled.

This has nothing to do with love, it’s because the historians kept a low profile. Starting from the second generation, they took a different path from the Jia family: they no longer married nobles and civil servants, and married men and women only after generals without nobles.Moreover, he did not die to hold the military power in his hands, and when there was a battle, he led the soldiers into battle, and handed over the power after the battle was over.

Even so, historians are unlikely to marry Shi Xiangyun to him.Just right!Puppy love is harmful to physical and mental health.

The traveler has a painful lesson about this point. His love history can be traced back to the kindergarten age, and he sent delicious and fun gifts to his sister.I didn’t realize it until college: the cost of falling in love is too high!The income from hard work will be gone the next time a restaurant sells a small gift.Therefore, after working, he determined to “not fall in love early”, and determined to find a wife through blind dates when he was 30 years old.On weekdays, there are only three or five confidante friends, and the AA system is for dinner and outings.In this way, he was cheated by the beauty, and passed through the red building miserably.

The ancient times are good, the parents ordered the matchmaker to say, you don’t have to work hard, the wife can respect each other like ice at the last time, and the property will not be divided due to divorce.But it’s not good to put it in the Rong Mansion of the Red Mansion, Mrs. Jia Muwang has strange eyesight, so don’t hesitate to kill him directly.

For this reason, a certain person has already tactfully suggested to the fake father, and the master Zheng gave him a guarantee, saying that if he does not grow up, he will not talk about it, and if he does not become famous, then he will not talk about it!He was so excited that he wished he could hug the fake father and kiss him.

But she said that Jia Mu celebrated Daiyu’s birthday, and she didn’t spend it from her father’s house. She gave out the money herself.

Little operas are popular in the capital, and it’s children’s birthdays, so Sister Feng has appointed a group of young actors to sing.

On the [-]th, Jiamu set up a homely small stage in the backyard. The people celebrating the birthday were approved by Jiamu. They didn’t even invite Ningfu. ,,

To avoid trouble, Baoyu did not raise any objections, so it was time for him to take a leave of absence from the Confucian school for Jialan—how could his uncle and nephew not feel the same way?Unexpectedly, Jia Jun’s children’s shoes also want to go to the disaster together: the three always advance and retreat together, but one of them is left behind!

Baoyu reprimanded: “You are eight years old, outsider…”

Before the conversation was over, the two buns turned against each other, pointing out that Uncle Bao was also a foreigner and was already nine years old.

Baoyu said leisurely: “So I am an accompanying guest, and I will accompany Lan’er to celebrate his cousin’s birthday. Although Lan’er is young, she can’t go without her elders. Could it be that Jun’er is an elder? Go!”

The two children were stunned in one fell swoop, their mothers were both in Shuangju and did not go to the banquet, they were young, and no one would take them with them, so they didn’t expect that it was inconvenient for the mother to have a grandmother, and it was inconvenient for the grandmother to have an aunt, so they felt that Uncle Xiaobao’s words Greatly reasonable.

The Huachao Festival is also Xiren’s birthday, and it is inconvenient for a girl to celebrate her birthday. Baoyu doesn’t want her to be hurt by the scene, so he orders the eldest maid Qingwen, the second maid Qianxue, and the third maid Xiaohong to serve with her.

This is an alternative idea he came up with: the girls have always been in favor of the housekeeper’s wife and grandma, and even the big and small Wangs have eyes for money everywhere. In order to make the girls regard him as the only master, he has no right to determine the monthly money of the girls, but has the right Whoever you order to serve with you, walk out, and you will get more than a monthly reward.

First go to Li Wan’s side to pick up the little buns.Jia Lan only had two little maids who couldn’t make it to the stage. Li Wan simply sent his own housekeeper to serve him, and seeing the gift prepared by Baoyu, he reduced Jia Lan’s share as appropriate–she prepared slightly for the sake of her son’s face. heavier.In other words, Baoyu is bad, and the birthday gifts he prepared are just for saving face.

After tipping a few followers, Li Wan sent them out all the way.A sedan chair has been prepared outside, and the two masters are buns, so they can ride together.Baoyu can speak, claiming that Lan Er was too young to ask for it for him.Li Wan was secretly grateful, except for the old lady in the whole family, only Baoyu took care of their mother and child in the open and in the dark, and the serious parents-in-law didn’t care.

When we arrived at Jiamu’s courtyard, there was already a lot of laughter inside.

Jia’s mother laughed and scolded Baoyu that she should be beaten, saying that the “manager” dared to come later than others.Baoyu bowed to Daiyu respectfully, claiming that he had long been willing to bow down, and that the position of “manager” was divided up by a group of sisters.

After all, Daiyu was young and didn’t see through someone’s face, but she was teased from ear to ear with just a few words.

When the banquet was opened, Jia’s mother first asked Xiaoshouxing to order a show.Daiyu didn’t give in, and stood up for the scripture she had thought up earlier.

Jia’s mother ordered Baoyu to order a play again, and Baoyu made a mess of it, and learned from Baochai in the original work to order “Lu Zhishen Drunk and Navigating Wutai Mountain”.

The old man was very lively, and Jia’s mother was full of joy.But seeing that Baoyu handed the play cards to Jia Lan, the little guy couldn’t wait to order a discounted “Journey to the West”.Jia’s mother was even more happy, and she boasted a few words, and Baoyu presented the play card to Mrs. Wang respectfully.

Mrs. Wang looked pale, but Jia Mu laughed and scolded: “You are disobedient! Today I took you to have fun, let’s just have fun with us, don’t pay attention to them! My old wife Babaer’s opera wine, they are a two It’s cheap to eat for nothing, so there’s no point in playing it!”

Mrs. Wang’s face froze slightly, she smiled again, and handed the play cards to Xiangyun—he is a foreigner, and she should be the one who ordered after Daiyu finished ordering, but the old lady did not care about etiquette and made trouble!The more she looks at Xiangyun now, the more pleasing she is, and she doesn’t know how to be her daughter-in-law, but she is the old lady’s natal family, so she happens to provoke her to be different from the daughter of the Lin family.

Seeing this scene, Sister Feng felt that she should help her aunt, and immediately stamped her feet and trembled: “Oh, hey, an old ancestor celebrates the children’s birthdays, and he talks like that! Could it be that no one cares about me? I can’t do it all? I still don’t follow. The first wife and the second wife are solemn and dare not say a word, but I am also a grandchild and still live in a shabby household. The gold, silver, round, and flat ones in the old lady’s cage collapsed. Wait until you use it, and you will gain dignity and cheapness at the same time!”

Everyone laughed, and Mother Jia shook her hand wildly: “Listen to her mouth! I can tell, but I can’t tell this monkey! Going to drink and watch a play, I haven’t sung “Mountain Gate”, and I’m so poor that I’ve settled down to “Makeup Crazy” !”

Everyone laughed again, and an embarrassment was quietly erased.

The birthday wine scene is nothing more than singing on stage and eating, drinking and chatting off stage.

Baoyu took Jia Mu’s table noodles as a favor, and by calling on the daughters, he picked up the fruit cakes that were easy to get out and smuggled them out, and handed them to Qingwen Qianxue Xiaohong, and asked them to distribute them to Sanchun’s maid, the eldest wife and the second wife. Of course, the women and maids who came here couldn’t pull down the big and small maids and women in Jiamu’s house.

Ping’er, the most proud person around Wang Xifeng, is already Jia Lian’s liaison, but he has not yet opened his face.Ping’er is somewhat similar to Xiren, good-natured and thoughtful, only more refreshing, and sighed with a smile: “Second Master Bao, don’t be too busy, have you eaten? Go back to the hall.”

Baoyu made a bow: “I will never be hungry. Sister Ping’er, please work hard and get them some hot soup. But if you suffer from frostbite, you don’t have to talk to others, which makes the old lady feel uncomfortable.” ——The living room where the masters and masters stayed was full of burning charcoal fire, and there were many servants. Except for Jia Mu who served at the table, the rest stayed in the corridor.Snowflakes fluttering and the sky cold, Daiyu’s little girl never imagined that just such a family banquet would cause all the servants to feel resentful.He can’t even talk about taking care of her, just taking the opportunity to find a coincidence.

But Ping’er said with a smile: “We didn’t think we were bothered. The soup has been passed on and the stove is ready. Go back to the table. The old lady won’t see you for a while, so she will scold Qingwen and the others.”

Baoyu returned to the table, and the stage had just finished singing a little play about a loving mother, a loving son, a filial daughter-in-law.Mother Jia’s Laohuai was touched, and she ordered Xiaodan to talk to Xiaosheng in the cabinet.

Someone brought them over and asked, Xiaodan was ten years old and Xiaosheng was nine years old.Jia Mu sighed again and again, rewarded the meat and fruit, and another rewarded a string of copper plates.Sister Feng pointed to Xiaodan and said with a smile: “This child looks like a person with makeup on, you can’t tell anymore.”

Baoyu’s heart skipped a beat, there is this scene in the original book!It was Jia’s mother celebrating Baochai’s birthday, and Sister Feng made such a mischievous sentence. The carefree Xiangyun said casually, “It looks like Sister Lin.” Yingpai Baoyu talks about cooperation, but it is not flattering inside and outside, and there is a dispute.

Sure enough, Xiangyun clapped his hands and said with a smile, “I know, like…”

Baoyu interrupted in a solemn voice: “Like Qingwen! Sister Feng, Sister Yun, I’m going to get angry with you! Sister Qingwen in my house is an innocent girl, even if she looks a little like her, it’s not easy to compare her to a young girl. Actor, right? I’m serious, but today is the birthday of the younger sister of the Lin family, so it’s not good to mess around, and I’ll settle accounts with you some other day!”

Everyone laughed, Daiyu pursed her lips, and made a gesture of generosity: “I’m not petty, but I want you to talk about ‘one gas, two gas plus three gas’! If you can’t tell, you have to apologize to sister Xiangyun , she didn’t say anything!”

Baoyu grumbled bitterly and said, “What a ruthless one! Didn’t he come up with a word yet? I’ll think about it some other day. I’ll write an essay, and I ask my sisters to judge it!”

A group of people laughed and staggered, and Jia Mudun put on a teacup gesture: “Really write down the payment, and be careful, your father will beat you! If you want to show your talents, there is singing on the stage today, and plum blossoms are blooming in the yard. How many of you are there?” A person who has read a book and writes a poem or word by himself, my wife doesn’t know rhyme or tune, there is no limit, just make up for elegance.”

Everyone applauded, and Tanchun sent an order to the small troupe to stop the play, and only use the orchestra to blow and flick lightly, in order to respond to the “elegant” scene.

Jia Lan on the other end was busy rubbing ink for Daiyu on tiptoe, while Tanchun rushed to spread the paper. Baoyu took the pen and handed it to Yingchun, beckoning her to present it to Daiyu.Yingchun is not a real log, but a concubine who is used to beating a little concubine. Since Daiyu was born in filial piety, Bao and Tan brothers and sisters need her to help cover many things. After coming and going, they are no longer wooden people.Xichun still hasn’t gotten the hang of it, the little one only cares about being strong, dragging Xiangyun to one side to mutter and ponder the poems, it’s a pity that she has only memorized some five must and seven words, and hasn’t written a pen yet.

Daiyu deserves to be the number one talented woman in the Red Chamber, and she won a song with only a little sinking——

The half-rolled bead curtain opens the door of the pavilion, and the ice is ground into earth and jade into the basin.Stolen pear pistils are three points white, and plum blossoms are borrowed for a ray of soul.

Immortals on the stage sew and choose, and boudoirs and plain girls wipe away the traces of crying.She is shy and silently complains to someone, and she is fainted at night leaning against the westerly wind.

The songs are high and few, and those who can understand at the scene are only “a few who have read the book”. For example, our Jialan children’s shoes, with a chants and three sighs, gave adoring little eyes, and felt that the second uncle was not as good as Lin Biaogu!

That is, Shenying brand Baoyu is not as good as Lin Daiyu, let alone a time-traveling product?A certain person’s brains are all devoted to stereotyped writing, and he must write classics and historical books, how can he be romantic and elegant?

Although Jia’s mother has never read any books, she is better than Wang’s daughter, and she can feel the resentment in Daiyu’s poems.The old man didn’t like this tune very much. He called Baoyu one after another, saying that he was a scholar for nothing, and Xichun seemed to have it. He would not be punished again!

Someone is distressed, pull a stick, if you don’t have it, just plagiarize it!But there is no one in the Red Mansion that fits the occasion. Those who plagiarize the ancients will not work. If there is a time traveler who plagiarizes the descendants, this action is like an advertisement to recognize relatives. , it is still an impossible task to add additional tasks for nothing.

With a flash of inspiration in his anxious eyes, someone said: “I don’t have the talent of my cousin of the Lin family, the daughter of Tanhualang, can this compare? I only got the first seven masterpieces, so please write them to show your shame!” head–

The beautiful face accompanied by snow does not compete for spring, but only quietly reports the sound of spring.When all the flowers are in full bloom, the fragrance and fruit will intoxicate the world of mortals!

Jia Lan’s voice was childish and childish, and everyone in the hall fell silent.Simple sentences mean that the two Wangs understand most of them.

“Okay! Okay!” Mother Jia clenched her cane tightly with her old hand, feeling indescribable in her heart.She figured out why Baoyu liked Xiangyun more, she had a good temperament!Daiyu is like Min’er, her daughter’s family has more worries and grievances, looking at these girls, who can do everything smoothly?Xiangyun lost his parents in his infancy; Xichun, his mother lost his father and became a monk, it would be better to have no brothers and sisters-in-law; The concubine I asked, my aunt used her as a beating son, my biological mother, Aunt Zhao, saw the sky adding to the chaos, my brother Baoyu…don’t mention this brother, I thought she was old and dim-sighted, and I also used my concubine sister as a beating son!

She couldn’t help but sighed slightly, she had to talk to Daiyu secretly, why didn’t she dare to push Wang Shi too much, it was not because of Daiyu’s delicate temper, if Wang Shi took out methods to punish Li Shi, how could this child survive go down?

The author has something to say: Do you understand the poems of fake stones?The plagiarism of this cannon fodder:

Beauty does not compete for spring, but only reports spring.When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs in the bushes!

Sorry, plagiarized once…