Red Chamber: After lying down completely, Daiyu fell in love with her

Qin Keqing was different, tears really rolled down the corners of her eyes.

It seems to be sobbing softly, and it is like the sound of Feifei.

All the juniors didn't understand the rules, Jia Zhen saw no one to persuade her.

Can only continue to pretend to cry.

Cried for a cup of tea.

In the end, it was Jia Jue who stepped forward to persuade him:

"Brother Zhen, the old lady didn't suffer any crimes, so you don't have to be too sad."

When Jia Zhen heard Jia Jue's words, she immediately stopped crying.

The tears were almost squeezed dry, and finally someone came up to persuade him.

The same is true for Jia Rong.

Jia Zhen looked at Jia Rong dissatisfied, and said angrily:

"You little bastard, our ancestors of the Jia family suffered a catastrophe, yet you didn't shed tears!"

"Look at your useless appearance, how can you compare with Brother Jue!"

Jia Rong's heart was extremely complicated at this time.

He never seemed to intend to compare with Jia Jue.

Jia Rong was still a little ashamed when his father taught him in front of so many people.

With Jia Zhen's appearance like this, Jia Jue couldn't stand it.

"Brother Zhen, the ancestor is in front, so there is no need to say anything else."

"And Brother Rong is so young, he still has a long way to go."

After Jia Jue's persuasion, Jia Zhen stopped reprimanding her.

Jia Rong looked at Jia Jue gratefully. Jia Rong had a very good impression of this third uncle Jue.

One afternoon passed.

Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng were also very busy.

Just get the shroud ready.

The resplendent and resplendent shrouds were placed in the Rongqing Hall, revealing a sad atmosphere in the house.

Only the mandarin duck was sobbing softly by the side, and everyone else had their own little calculations in their hearts.

In the middle of the night, Jia Mu suddenly coughed violently and began to vomit.

The mandarin ducks waited on him attentively, but there was no one else around.

After working back and forth for an hour, Yuanyang suddenly felt dizzy in his mind.

Not long after, slowly fell asleep.

Jia Jue's figure appeared in Rongqing Hall.

Walking up to Mother Jia, I felt the pulse, and found that it was really cinnabar poisoning.

And after a day's delay, the poison has penetrated deep into Jia Mu's internal organs.

If it is not treated in time, the Rongguo Mansion may really hang up the white silk.

Without hesitation, Jia Jue took out a set of silver needles from his bosom.

Acupuncture all over Jia Mu's body at once, which is the lost ancient acupuncture method of Guimen Thirteen Needles.

This acupuncture method will bring life from death, mysterious and unpredictable.

After tonight, Mother Jia's body will gradually decline, and after the decline, it will regain its vitality.

After an hour of tossing, Jia Jue slowly exited the room.

Because Jiamu's treatment time is too late, and she is too old.

Consciousness may be restored first, but bodily functions need to be restored slowly.

Early the next morning, Mrs. Xing was the first to check on Mother Jia's physical condition.

Then came Jia Zheng and his wife.

The purpose of Jia Zheng's coming here was naturally to see his mother's body.

Mrs. Wang, on the other hand, is doing some back-up preparations.

Both families nodded slightly, but were silent.

Then Jia Lian and his wife came over.

Suddenly, Mother Jia began to vomit violently.

There was still blood in the vomiting, which made everyone panic.

They are pampered people on weekdays, how can they go through this kind of scene.

The Rongqing Hall, which had been quiet all night, became lively again.

Mrs. Wang summoned the servant girl to come in and help, and Mrs. Xing began to yell loudly.

I thought it was the old lady who was dying.

After all, the face of the old lady lying on the bed has turned pale, and except for the warmth in her hands, the rest of the place is already cold.

At this moment, Jia Baoyu trotted in.

"Old ancestor, why are you willing to leave Baoyu and leave first?"

"I haven't performed filial piety in front of you yet."

After speaking, Jia Baoyu picked up the shroud next to her and covered Jia Mu.

Jia Jue almost laughed out loud.

This Second Master Bao's acting skills are really poor, it seems that someone is instigating behind his back.

After all, if the old lady passed away, Erfang would show weakness.

The only thing they can take advantage of is the support of the servants in Rongguo Mansion.

After all, Mrs. Wang has tried hard to pretend to be benevolent and righteous all these years.

He treats his servants and heirs with amiable and amiable appearance.

On the contrary, Mrs. Xing is an extreme.

He scolded the servants at every turn, and even insulted Jia Lian and Jia Jue.

But today Baoyu made such a behavior, or wanted to leave some good reputation for Baoyu before the old lady died.

Their last way is to let Baoyu go to guard the border.

Jia Zheng and his wife also discussed this matter, but Baoyu refused.

He didn't want to go to that kind of bitter place.

Compared to Jia Baoyu crying so loudly in front of Jia's mother's bed, Jia Lian and Jia Jue's acting skills are a bit lacking.

Jia Jue acted lazily because he knew the truth of the matter.

Jia Lian's mind was full of thoughts about the new girl in the brothel.

After another half an hour, the old lady vomited for a while, and then lay down again.

Breathing gradually stabilized.

Seeing that the old lady was not dead, Mrs. Wang took a deep breath.

After all, when the old lady was alone for a day, she didn't dare to move in the big room.

Wang Xifeng, who was standing aside, revealed a look of disappointment.

It was late at night again, and Jia Jue came to Rongqing Hall again.

Holding a silver needle in her hand, she pricked the old lady's forehead. After a cup of tea, Jia's mother woke up slowly.

Opening her eyes, Mother Jia looked a little confused.

All she remembered was like a dream.

Dreamed that Jia's house was ransacked in the end, and the end was miserable.

I also dreamed that the eldest granddaughter Jia Yuanchun was made a concubine.

What's more, I saw my husband Jia Daishan.

Now I wake up from the dream.

Jiamu cleared her mind and softly called the mandarin ducks to come and serve her.

Jia Jue went to the table and bought a cup of tea for Jia Mu.

When she saw Jia Jue, Jia's mother froze.

Why is he here.

"Brother Jue?"

Mother Jia asked tentatively.

Jia Jue nodded slightly.

After half an hour's narration, Jia's mother finally understood what happened in the past two days.

"Could it be that you, Brother Jue, saved me?"

Mother Jia asked suspiciously.

Jia Jue didn't answer the question directly, but smiled slightly.

Looking at Jia Jue's face, Jia's mother only felt that the brother Jue in front of her face was very strange.

The strange is scary.

Just as Jia's mother was in a daze, Jia Jue had already disappeared in Rongqingtang.

Chapter 50 Mother Jia's Unfair Distribution (asking for flowers, asking for tickets)

Early the next morning, Mother Jia was resting.

Mrs. Wang and Baoyu came over.

The two only thought that the old lady was still in a coma.

Mrs. Wang began to teach Baoyu how to mourn.

It's just that Jia's mother listened to all this.

Finally, Mrs. Wang explained the stakes to Baoyu.

Mother Jia was shocked when she heard the conversation between mother and son.

She really didn't expect that during the past two days in a coma, the first room and the second room also started to calculate each other.

Looks like it's time to make a decision.

She couldn't watch the huge Rongguo Mansion being consumed by the infighting between the two houses.

"Is it Baoyu?"

"Come here and let me see."

A voice resounded in Rongqing Hall, and Mother Jia woke up.

Mrs. Wang's face brightened, she really didn't expect Mother Jia to wake up.

An hour later, Mother Jia sat on the bed in Rongqing Hall with a weak face.

Jia She's complexion was not very good-looking, he really didn't expect the old lady to wake up.

At this time, all the Jia family members were present.