The Red Mansion's Traversal Raiders

With something on her mind, Baoyu tossed and turned in bed all night, and did not fall asleep until early morning.

The next day, just after dawn, Baoyu got up suddenly.Fortunately, Xiren didn't sleep well because she didn't sleep well, so she woke up with a start when there was any movement in the warm pavilion.

Xiren put on clothes and shoes, and called the little maid to bring hot water, and waited on Baoyu to wash and wash.

Last night, Xiren had wrapped up the books, pens, paper and inkstone, together with the hand stove, the foot stove, the big woolen clothes... they were packed properly, and handed over to Ming Yan and other bookboys for safekeeping.

Baoyu was fully dressed and asked Xiren Qingwen to say a few words before rushing to see Jiamu.

When Baoyu, the only master, left the house, a group of maids in the house started their day's work, sweeping the ground, watering flowers and feeding birds... There are all kinds of things, but they all perform their duties without any confusion.

In the study room, Xiren rearranged Baoyu's messy books yesterday and put them back on the bookshelf in order.

Xiren saw that there was no one on the left or right, so he took the book casually and flipped through it a little.Vertical traditional characters, no sentence reading.This is not a problem, it takes a little time to identify, and it is not a problem to read through.

The only thing that worries Xiren is the calligraphy. Even Baoyu, who is ignorant and inexperienced, can write a good Zhongwang Xiaokai.And Xiren only attended a few interest classes when he was in elementary school, and he had already returned it to the teacher.

Now let her write calligraphy, it is estimated that it is only a little more beautiful than ghost calligraphy.

Although Xiren is just a maid now, she will redeem herself in the future, open a shop and keep accounts, and even communicate with others... A hand-crafted font is the minimum requirement.

Xiren was considering which channel to get the cheapest set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, when there was a burst of eager footsteps outside the house.

"Sister Xiren, your brother is waiting for you at the corner gate!" the little maid Hui Xiang hurriedly said as soon as she lifted the curtain.

"My brother?" Xiren was startled.

"Yeah." Hui Xiang stood firm, and then she had time to sigh, "It's a cold day, Brother Hua is sweating profusely, and the corners of his mouth are covered with blisters. I'm afraid there is something urgent."

Only then did Xiren come to her senses, she had also inquired about the origin of the original owner before.

The Hua family has both parents, one brother Hua Zifang and one younger sister Hua Xiren.It is said that the Hua family sold Xiren to the Rongguo Mansion because they couldn't get rid of the pot, and signed a death contract.

The maids in Rongguo Mansion have a few days of family leave every year.

Ordinarily, it is not the time for Xiren to visit relatives every year, but Hua Zifang comes here early.According to Huixiang's description, Hua Zifang was sweating profusely, and she could still be said to be missing her sister; the corners of her mouth were blistering, and I'm afraid my heart was anxious and angry for more than a day or two...

It seems that something happened to the Hua family.

"I see." Xiren put the book back on the bookshelf, and put down the sleeves that were rolled up above the wrists, "Go and call Qingwen, and let her guard the room, I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Yes, Sister Xiren." Hui Xiang answered neatly.

After all, Xiren went all the way to the corner gate.Xiren originally thought that there was still a long time to prepare for the reunion with the original owner's relatives, but he did not expect the matter to come so urgently.

No matter how hesitant she was, this meeting was inevitable.

Fortunately, Xiren entered the mansion when he was young, and he could only get together with his family for a few days a year. Some details were not right, so he could use this as an excuse.

Xiren rehearsed in his heart all the way, deliberated over and over again, but he still couldn't hide his uneasiness.After all, they are blood relatives, if the other party really sees something is wrong... Before Xiren can calm down, the corner door is already in front of him.

A young man who was only half a head taller than Baoyu appeared in Xiren's sight.He was wearing a simple green cloth robe and a scholar's bun. He was clearly dressed as a scholar, but his complexion was dark and his physique was strong. He obviously worked a lot.

Is this the original owner's brother - Hua Zifang?

Xiren was born in an orphanage in his previous life, and his parents were unknown.In this life, by mistake, she transmigrated into the book, fulfilling her dream of having a family.Xiren's heart gradually calmed down, since he has occupied this body, he has to fulfill his responsibilities as a child.

As for whether they will really be like a family in the future, Xiren smiled calmly, after all, he is doing his best and obeying the destiny.

Hua Zifang frowned, staring bitterly at the tip of her shoe, circling around the door.He seemed to feel the attacking gaze, he stopped, and when he turned his head, he saw his precious girl standing in front of him.

"Xi Ren, you've figured it out!" Hua Zifang stepped forward quickly.

"What happened at home?" Xiren asked.

"The day before yesterday, my father went to build a garden in the east of the city, but he fell from the pavilion..." Hua Zifang sighed, and told Xiren the bad news without hiding anything from his own sister.

"Father has been in this industry for more than ten years, how could..." Xiren had inquired before and knew that Huafu was a mason.But now is not the time to investigate the reason, Xiren collected himself, "How is Dad doing now?

"Not too good, Dad's head just touched the tip of the stone." Hua Zifang rubbed the space between her brows.

"What did the doctor say?" Xi Ren asked.

"The doctor prescribed medicine, but he wasn't too sure. Such a big blood hole..." Hua Zifang gestured with his hand, about the size of a copper coin.After gesticulating, his eyes were wet, "Today the doctor finished his consultation and told me to prepare for the funeral..."

Although Xiren couldn't empathize, but seeing Hua Zifang's eyes were wet, but he tried to calm down, he couldn't help but feel a little sour.She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand to cover the back of the other's hand, "Brother, don't worry, I'll be with you."

Hua Zifang smiled, and stretched out her hand to wrap Xiren in her arms, "Well, brother is fine."

Inside the corner gate, the brother and sister stayed together for a while.

Hua Zifang feels that her sister has grown up and knows how to love others, so she is quite comforted.Although Xiren was awkward for a while at first, but the other party showed pure love, and she gradually relaxed.

After a pause, Xiren straightened his waist and said to Hua Zifang, "Brother, wait for me for a while, I asked the master for leave, and I will go back with you."

Hua Zifang was originally taking the attacker home, and when he saw Father Hua for the last time, he naturally did not refute, "You go."

Afterwards, Xiren returned to the main courtyard and sent Huixiang to report to the old lady that her father was seriously ill and wanted to ask for grace to go home.Jia's family has always been lenient and generous, and also has old rules, Xiren is not afraid that he will not be able to ask for leave.

Huixiang left, Xiren went back to the back room, packed up the clothes and money, and prepared the burden for going home.

According to the rules of Jia's mansion, all maids and women who go home to visit relatives must go back with bright clothes to show the kindness of the master in the mansion.

A first-class servant girl like Xi Ren is quite pompous when she goes out.Not to mention the maidservant and mother-in-law were dispatched, and even a car, one large and one small, were dispatched.The big cart is for respectable first-class maids like Xiren, and the small cart is for the little maids who serve her.

Xiren can't help sighing that he is really a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate.

After a while, Mother Jia also sent a message, telling her to just go back with peace of mind, and no one in the mansion stopped father and daughter from seeing each other again.

As soon as Qingwen heard the news, she rushed over anxiously.In the end, when she really saw Xiren, Qingwen turned into a dull gourd instead, her usual eloquence disappeared all of a sudden.

Xiren needs to pack things, walk around the floor, fold clothes for a while, take a hand stove for a while...

Qingwen frowned, almost more worried than Xiren.She didn't know what to do, she could only follow Xiren step by step like a little tail, from the east to the west of the house.

Seeing this, Xiren was amused, but warm in his heart.

"This trip home, I'm afraid I will come back slowly." Xiren tied up the burden, turned to look at Qingwen, "I'm not here, I will leave the house to you. Baoyu didn't look at it for a while. , there is going to be some right and wrong, you remember to be more careful."

"I've made a note of it." Qingwen nodded, and took out a purse, "I'm in the mansion, so I can't help you. Although the money is not much, it's my kindness. Take it."

"How did this happen?" Xiren hastily declined.

"Come on, what are you talking about with me!" Qingwen saw that the attacker refused to accept it, so she simply stuffed the purse into the attacker's bag, and even resorted to a tactic to pick up the bag by herself, "Why don't you leave quickly? You are in this suit Outfit, the old lady has to go through it herself."

Qingwen stepped across the threshold, with an impatient and urging expression on her face, her hands tightly hugging her bag, for fear of being snatched away by attackers.

Xiren looked helpless, but his heart softened inexplicably.

The two were silent all the way, and soon arrived at Jiamu's courtyard.Qingwen asked Xiren to stop for a while, went into Baoyu's room, called Zhui'er Huixiang and two little maids, and asked them to follow Xiren back to Jiamu.

At this time, Jia's mother had just finished her breakfast.Except for Baoyu and others who needed to go to school, all the wives and grandma in the house gathered in Jiamu's room.

Xiren raised his chin slightly and glanced away.

Fortunately, the three generations of people in power in the inner court, old, middle and young, were all there, which saved her from running back and forth.Xiren bowed politely, said Ann, and then straightened up, letting Jiamu examine whether her clothes can pass the test.

Jiamu saw that Xiren was wearing a few gold hairpins and pearls on his head, which was decent. She also saw that she was wearing a squirrel jacket carved with silk apricot apricot, a silver-red plate and gold embroidered cotton skirt, and a stone-blue satin ermine jacket.

"The clothes are okay, but I'm afraid it's a little cold in wearing them now." Jia Mu looked kindly, and called Yuanyang, "Give him the wild gray rabbit's cloak from before."

"Lucky Xiren, I won the old lady's reward early in the morning, and I will be honored anytime." Sister Feng joked.

"You narrow-minded ghost!" Mother Jia scolded with a smile, "How many good things you get from me on weekdays, you have the nerve to cry poor with me!"

Everyone in the room was joking around, flattering Mother Jia to take care of her children and grandchildren, and to be considerate of her servants... Since Mother Jia took out her pocket, the wives and grandmas below naturally had to show one or two. Snow gown.

Xiren was anxious, Hua's father was seriously ill, and neither son nor daughter was at the bedside...

Seeing that Mother Jia arranged for a woman to follow the car, she was about to let the attacker retreat.Mrs. Wang, who had been pretending to be a bodhisattva, suddenly said, "If your father is better, then just stay. If Baoyu doesn't need to be distracted, I will send someone to take care of him."

As soon as Mrs. Wang's words came out, the room fell silent.

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