Miss Lin Family of the Red Chamber

Dozens of horse-drawn carriages occupied the several-kilometer-long street in Yangzhou, driving far away to the Yangzhou Xunyan Shifu Yamen, and the people on both sides of the street were watching and whispering.

Passerby A: "Whose family is so grand, I'm afraid even the prefect can't match it?"

Passer-by B: "Shhh, don't talk nonsense if you don't know, you will lose your head if you talk nonsense."

Passer-by C: "That's right, how can the magistrate be compared with Master Lin. Then Master Lin is a senior official from the third rank, and the magistrate is only from the fourth rank, which is two levels behind."

Passerby A: "There is such a big official in Yangzhou Mansion, why have I never heard of it?"

Passer-by Ding: "Aren't you from Yangzhou city?"

Passerby A: "Why am I not from Yangzhou City? My family lives at No. 37, Sixth Street, Dongsan Lane."

Passerby B: "Then you must not live in Yangzhou City, so you don't know."

Passerby A: "That's true, I just moved here a year ago."

Passer-by C: "That's it. No wonder you don't know Mr. Lin. Mrs. Lin's mother, Mrs. Lin, passed away three years ago. Mr. Lin returned home to observe mourning for three years this year."

Passerby A: "How come such a big official like Mr. Lin came here?"

Passer-by B: "You don't know that. Mr. Lin is a prostitute, Jane is in the heart of the emperor, and the old man will let Mr. Lin reinstate his post soon after he is filial to the emperor."

Passerby C: "It's more than that. I heard that the emperor didn't let Mr. Lin resume his official position, but let him also serve as the inspector of salt. That's a fat job."

Passerby Ding: "How do you know so clearly?"

Passer-by B was very unhappy: "Hey, my sister is the confidant of the magistrate's favorite concubine, Aunt Qifang."

The few people discussed eagerly and didn't notice that many people around them also listened to their words. Miao Jing withdrew from the crowd and followed the direction of the convoy.

Outside the gate of the Lin Mansion, a carriage with exquisite carvings and low-key luxury stopped at the gate, and a male servant in green clothes supported a middle-aged man in his thirties. , this person is Lin Ruhai who just returned from mourning.

I saw him stand still and turn around and stretch out his hand. A slender hand carved out of white jade stretched out from the car and put it on Lin Ruhai's hand to use his strength to get out of the car. The person is Lin Ruhai's regular wife Jia Min.

Standing side by side, the two are really talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven.Surrounded by a group of servants and maidservants, Lin Ruhai helped Jia Min into the Lin residence.

"Miaojing, what are you looking at?" Miaofang walked to Miaojing's side with a basket on her back and looked in the direction Miaojing's eyes were looking at: "Isn't this the Master Lin's family they said, do you know Miaojing? But this is Master Lin He and Mrs. Lin are really a loving couple."

"Ah, no, I don't know." Miao Jing panicked unnaturally.

"I don't know what you are looking at?"

"I've never seen such a wealthy family. Watching the bustle will give you a lot of insight."

"The affairs of the wealthy and noble families in this world are not for us outsiders. Let's go, we have to get out of the city quickly, or we won't be able to catch the bus."

Miaofang is not good to these officials

"Yes, Sister."

Miaojing hurriedly followed Miaofang with her pannier on her back.

"Little girl, why are you sitting here?"

Mrs. Meng, who had finished her work, was about to go back to the small courtyard when she saw a small person sitting in the corner of the corridor outside the door, and after a closer look, she found that it was her daughter.

"Mother, I'm waiting for sister Miaojing."

"No need to wait, Master Miaojing and the others won't be back until evening. Go back with your mother. It's time for you to eat." Mrs. Meng bent down to pick up her daughter. Meng Chan, three and a half years old, was a chubby little bean.

"Oh."

"What about your brother, why didn't you take him and slipped out by yourself."

Meng felt strange that her daughter came out alone, and her two sons and daughters were just friends.Ever since I started talking, there hasn't been a single day without quarrels, and sometimes there's been a fight, and of course the fights are just small fights; but although the two fight every day, they are inseparable every day, and sometimes it's as good as one person.Today, Xiaoya came out alone, which made Meng feel strange.

It was Meng's first time as a mother, and she didn't tell her what the child should be like, so she didn't pay much attention to the bickering between the two children, and only regarded it as a play between children.

In fact, Meng Yan and Xiaobao quarrel every day because they have different views and opinions. You think a modern person who accepts new ideas and education and an ancient literati who reads the Four Books, Five Classics, Parallel Prose, and Eight Ancient Prose can have the same views. That's the oddity.

Moreover, both of them are stubborn and stick to their own opinions. When they have different opinions, they often stubbornly insist on their own opinions and refuse to compromise. Naturally, if they disagree, they will quarrel.Of course, the relationship between the two is getting better and better amidst the quarrel, affecting each other and changing each other.At least Xiaobao is getting darker and darker now, and Meng Yan's aloofness and indifference are much less.

"Hey, Xiao Bao is practicing in the courtyard."

The so-called practice is to stand on horseback. In fact, the two lost Xiaobao in today's competition. Standing on horseback is punishment.

"You, you're having trouble with Xiaobao again, you're the older sister and you should let the younger brother in."

One is quiet and the other is lively. Those who don't know it think that the elder sister is quiet and the younger brother is lively, but in fact it is just the opposite. The younger brother Xiaobao is gentle and the older sister Xiaoya is clever and lively.

"Little Treasure never called me sister!" Meng Yan protested with a frown.

Meng Yan and Xiaobao have been arguing about who is the elder sister and who is the younger brother.

It was helpless to hear her daughter complain about the Meng family.

Meng Yan followed Meng back home, took a nap after lunch.When the two siblings woke up in the afternoon, they saw Meng Shi was embroidering handkerchiefs. These handkerchiefs were to be exchanged in Yangzhou City, which was Meng's main source of income.

Meng Yan didn't agree with Meng Shi spending time on embroidery, embroidery hurts eyes too much, Meng Yan didn't want to hurt Meng Shi's eyes because of embroidery.It's just that she is soft-spoken now, even if she persuades Meng Shi, she may not listen to it. Besides, she is only a three-year-old baby. These words are not something that a baby can understand and say.

"mother."

"Are you awake?" Meng looked up from the embroidered cloth and saw that the two siblings were already awake.

"Well, mother, you should also rest for a while."

"Mother is not tired."

Mrs. Meng got up to straighten the clothes of the two children and said: "When you go to the teacher's wife, you must listen to the teacher's words, and you must not mess around, you know?"

"I know mother."

Because the Meng family wanted to help the nunnery, there was not much time to teach Meng Yan and Xiaobao. The teacher was so kind that he took over the work of enlightening Meng Yan and Xiaobao; Both Yan and Xiaobao went to the teacher's meditation room to write letters.

Under Meng Shi's loving and gentle eyes, Meng Yan and Xiao Bao held hands and went to the meditation room where the teacher's wife lived. In order to protect Meng's mother and son, the teacher's wife arranged Meng's family in the small courtyard behind her meditation room.The two brothers and sisters immediately shook off each other's hands when they left the yard, and they both wiped their hands on their clothes pretending to be disgusted.

"Grandma Shitai, Xiaoya and Xiaobao are here."

"come in."

Knowing that Miaojing and others who went to Yangzhou City will report to the teacher's wife as soon as they come back, so Meng Yan has been waiting at the teacher's wife until Miaojing and the others come back.

"Okay, Miaojing, you can take Xiaoya out."

Seeing Xiaoya blinking at Miaojing all the time, the teacher generously asked her to go out and talk.Miaojing is not very old, many nuns in the nunnery like Miaojing the most.

Meng Yan dragged Miao Jing to a remote place.

"Sister Miaojing, how are you doing? Have you heard any new news?"