Xichun, the first daughter of the Red Chamber

Just after midnight, Ruhua sat on the footrest and yawned uncontrollably, raising his hands and rubbing his eyes from time to time, for fear of falling asleep, but after all, he was still small, and finally fell asleep next to the bed.

Mother Jiang walked into the room, lightly touched Ruhua, and whispered, "Ruhua?"

Ruhua woke up suddenly, saw Jiang's mother standing in front of her, quickly got up and saluted, and said hello in a low voice, "Hello, Jiang's mother."

Jiang's mother nodded, and gently opened the curtain a little, and saw that Xichun was sleeping inside, but her face was pale and restless.

Mother Jiang put down the curtain again, "Did you wake up tonight?"

Ru Hua shook his head, "Returning to my mother's words, my sister is fine tonight, and I have never woken up."

Only then did Jiang's mother slowly breathe a sigh of relief, "Okay, you go to rest, I will watch in the middle of the night."

Ruhua answered in a low voice, and was about to step back when she heard Xichun's cry from behind the curtain.

As soon as Jiang's mother opened the curtain, she saw Xichun's eyes opened wide, tears couldn't stop falling down, her face was full of panic, seeing Jiang's mother, her lips parted, and she began to cry loudly.

Jiang's mother hurriedly picked up Xichun, and ran down Xichun's back, "Sister Xi is not afraid, not afraid, mother is here, not afraid." She rushed into the painting and shouted: "Hurry up and pour water for sister!"

Ru Hua responded, and quickly ran out to boil water, and called the color screen, "Quick! My sister is haunted by nightmares again!"

The color screen was woken up by shaking, and as soon as he turned over, he got up from the cot, combed his hair casually, and lit up the lights in the room inside and out.

Xichun lived with Yingchun Tanchun in the mansion behind Mrs. Wang's house, the noise in Xichun's room, let alone Yingchun Tanchun's room, even Mrs. Wang was woken up.

"What's going on over there? Xiufeng?"

Xiufeng agreed, then went out, walked outside Xichun's house, and called Ruhua over, "How do you take care of my sister? How can you sleep if you cry like this? There are two sisters living here. Son!"

Ruhua was busy boiling water, and was watching the movement inside. Hearing what Xiufeng said, he bowed again and again, "It's our sister who has been dreamed of, just coax her. Sister, go back, the night is cool, be careful. the wind."

Xiufeng frowned, "Hurry up, my wife will be busy tomorrow, and it hurts my head, what should I do if I have a headache."

Entering the painting had no choice but to apologize repeatedly and said a lot of good things before sending Xiufeng away.

Seeing Xiufeng leaving, Ruhua looked at the next room, all the lights were on, obviously woken up, sighed, turned and closed the door, went inside to see how Xichun was doing.

Seeing Ruhua come in, Jiang's mother asked, "Who came just now?"

Ruhua replied: "It's the phoenix in the second wife's room. She said that the wife heard the noise here and asked her to see what's going on."

Mother Jiang patted Xichun's hand for a moment, and immediately understood what the other party meant, and asked people to close the doors and windows tightly, and lightly covered Xichun's mouth.

Listening to the suppressed cry leaking from the fingers, Jiang's mother's eyes turned red.

The good Miss Gonghou is still a descendant of the clan, so it's fine to live in such a place, but now she can't even cry.

Ru Hua also felt sore in his heart, and Caiping persuaded him: "No matter what, let's coax my sister first, how can my body bear it if I cry like this?" After thinking about it, he added, "Recently, my aunt There is news from Su that the aunt's son is gone, and she is not in good health, and the old lady is feeling sad these days."

Entering the painting also comforted Jiang's mother and said: "Yes, I have to greet the old lady early tomorrow morning."

Several people took turns coaxing Xichun, but unfortunately Chun was still crying and didn't stop until dawn.

Early the next morning, everyone went to greet the old lady, and after saluting, Mother Jia asked people to get up, and then frowned, "Everyone of you, it seems that you haven't slept well, and sister Xi , why the eyes are swollen like this, and the person has lost a lot of weight." Then he asked Mrs. Wang, "My second son's family, what's going on?"

Mrs. Wang also looked tired, "It's not sister Xi, and I don't know what I dreamed of last night. I cried and made a fuss in the middle of the night, and the big guys didn't get a good rest."

Hearing Mrs. Wang mentioning herself, Xichun shrank back subconsciously. When Jiamu saw her, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and her face was full of kindness, "Sister Xi, what did you dream about last night? Can the ancestor talk about it?"

Xichun twitched her lips and said in a low voice, "One is wearing..."

Jiang's mother knelt on the ground and kowtowed, interrupting Xichun's words, "Back to the old lady, Fourth Miss dreamed that she was lost and couldn't get home, so she started crying."

Yuanyang said to Jiang's mother: "Mom is also an old man in the house, why don't you even understand these rules at this time?"

Jiang's mother kowtowed again, "But the fourth girl is young and can't speak clearly, so this old slave thinks..."

Yuanyang interrupted Jiang's mother, "I don't know what to say. On weekdays, the old lady still talks about it, saying that the granddaughters of my family are all well-behaved, smart and lovely. They can speak clearly at a young age. ..."

Jia Mu said lightly: "Mandarin ducks."

Only then did Yuanyang stop talking, bowed to Jia Mu, and stood beside Jia Mu again.

Jia's mother said again: "I have raised children all my life, and I know their habits well. If a child can't speak clearly, it means that he talks less and learns more." Sister, come on, tell your ancestor, what did you dream about last night?"

Xichun stared at her toes, and after a while said slowly, "I dreamed of a lady in a blue dress...she was crying at me...calling my name... .. still want to hug me..."

After hearing this, Mother Jia didn't want to hear it anymore, "Really? I guess sister Xi was frightened by the story she heard."

The mandarin duck on the side also smiled and said: "No, when I was young, I would dream about strange stories during the day after listening to them. There were a few dreams that were really scary. Fortunately, I was so courageous. Great, not too intimidated."

Amber on the side smiled and said, "Why didn't you get scared, who was going to sleep with us at that time?"

Liuli blinked after listening, "Okay, thanks to you, you told those stories to Brother Parrot and the others, scaring them so much that they couldn't sleep at night."

Yuanyang blushed and stopped talking, and everyone laughed.

At this time, Xichun pursed her lips tightly, her face full of displeasure. When Mrs. Wang saw her, she coaxed her and said, "Sister Xi, don't be afraid, play with Sister Ying and Sister Tan later, forget about these things." , I won’t dream at night.”

But Xichun said: "No way! I have been dreaming about her for several nights, and she said she is my mother."

As soon as these words came out, the laughter in the room stopped immediately, and Xichun continued: "She is tall, about...as tall as Jiang's mother, a bit older, but very tall. It's pretty, and there is a long white jade on the head. It looks like... a bird."

Mrs. Wang pressed the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and smiled at Xichun: "Sister Xi, can you tell us again, do you remember the pattern on the clothes of the person in your dream?"

Xichun nodded, "I remember."

Then, Mrs. Wang asked all the other details one by one. Some Xichun couldn't answer, and some of the answers were confused. , it was Jia Jing's wife Jiang Shi, and that dress was exactly what Jiang Shi wore when she was buried!

Mother Jia's eyes darkened, and everyone around her also looked at Xichun, and fear began to appear in their eyes.

Speaking of which, the fourth lady's biological mother passed away not long after she was born, and she never went to offer incense to her mother in the past three years. The old lady had issued an order before that no one was allowed to talk about this matter. Therefore, Xichun has grown up until now. Even if he doesn't even know his mother's surname, he suddenly said these words today, could it be that... the missing daughter has come here?

Thinking of this, some people in the crowd standing around Xichun backed away quietly.

Perhaps sensing the gazes of the crowd, Xichun lowered her head, looking shy.

Mother Jia coughed, "Good boy, it's just a dream, don't take it to heart." Then she turned to Mrs. Wang and said, "Remember, go to the Taoist temple today and ask for a scaring talisman for sister Xi, and bring it back. Then put it under sister Xi's pillow."

Seeing Mrs. Wang's answer, Jia's mother nodded. At this time, another maid came to report, saying that Mrs. Xing had come to pay her respects.

Jia's mother replied directly: "No! It's been a while since I thought about greeting her. What are you asking for? I'll be fine if I don't look at her twice. Let her go back and don't come out to embarrass her!"

The servant girl turned around and went out, and another servant girl came from the side, "Old lady, Second Master Bao is awake."

After hearing this, Mother Jia said, "Why don't you bring him here? It's cold today, so add some clothes to him."

The servant girl responded abruptly and withdrew.

Jia's mother turned her head and said to Xichun and the three of them again: "Okay, the three of you sisters go to play, and let the people below pay attention, don't bump into each other."

Yingchun and Tanchun immediately bowed at the signal of their mother, and withdrew.

Jiang's mother also breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the ground, hugged Xichun, and wanted to take her away, but unfortunately Chun struggled and refused to let her hug her.

When Jia Mu saw it, she frowned, "Why don't you hug her?"

At this time, Xichun was hugged by Jiang's mother, and was about to go out, when Xichun yelled: "But she said that tomorrow is father's birthday, so let me go to see father for her."

The child's voice was already thin, and it was hoarse after crying. When the voice was high, it made people feel flustered for no reason.

Jia's mother shot at Xichun like a knife, but only saw Xichun's swollen eyes and twinkling tears, and then turned her gaze to Jiang's mother.

Jiang's mother put Xichun down and knelt on the ground, "Old lady Mingjian, this old slave has never said a word in front of Fourth Miss!"

When Jia Baoyu's laughter came from outside, Mother Jia looked away, "Okay, let's go down."

After hearing this, Jiang's mother looked up as if she had been pardoned, and then realized that her back was soaked. She picked up Xichun and walked out of the room.