After the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

Although Yu Niang does not agree with her in-laws' unconditional doting on her son, she is a junior and a daughter-in-law with a different surname.

No matter how loving the mother-in-law is on weekdays, if she dares not to let her mother-in-law dote on her grandson, the mother-in-law will definitely lose her face.

In particular, the awkward mother and son Shi Shi and Jia She came out of Xifu, which made Xu Shi even more sensitive in this regard.

At this moment, no matter how the parents-in-law and husband confront each other, she just lowers her head and takes a silver spoon to fill the egg custard to feed her son, without saying a word.

But she has already made up her mind: she must be stricter with her son in the future, so as not to be in awe and lawless in the future.

I don't know, at this time, Jia Jing also had a similar idea.

——To change Minger, let Hengzhi introduce a good criminal master, so that Brother Zhen can learn the law well from an early age. Although you don't expect him to shine in the family in the future, at least you have to know what you can do and what you can't do .

Hengzhi, whose surname is Gu, first name is Chang, and style name is Hengzhi, is a Yuanwailang who was promoted to the Ministry of Criminal Justice some time ago.

The reason why this Gu Yuanwai was able to get on good terms with Jia Jing who was in the Ministry of War was because he was very good at Huang Lao and Jia Jing was good at Taoism.

Although the Huang-Lao School and Taoism are not the same thing, they can be regarded as coming from the same source.

Although the two met by chance, after chatting for a few words, it was a bit late to see each other.

Speaking of which, this was the only friend in Jia Jing's two lifetimes who did not involve the slightest interest, and Jia Jing's treatment of him was even more unusual.

Besides, Jia Daihua watched his daughter-in-law feed his grandson, and when Yuniang fed him a mouthful, his grandson would eat a mouthful.

He was envious and wanted to feed him, but he couldn't tell his daughter-in-law. He couldn't help complaining that Jia Jing had no winks, and couldn't see that he wanted to feed his grandson.

While he was struggling, he suddenly saw the big butler Lai Er rushing in with a serious face.

"Master, uncle, Master Houjiezi is gone."

The entire flower hall was silent at that time, and everyone looked at Jia Daihua worriedly.

After a long time, Jia Daihua sighed: "After struggling on the sick bed for so long, it's hard for this child. It's okay to leave, it's okay to leave."

But he looked old all of a sudden.

The name of this uncle Zi is Jiazi, he was originally the only son of Jia Daihua's younger brother Jia Daike, who is three years older than Jia Jing.

However, when Jia Daike was born, Taizu had lost the battle and was leading his troops to retreat.

No matter how carefully mother Li took care of him, the youngest son was exposed to the wind and fell into a weak body.

Finally, when Jia Daike grew up, Mrs. Li chose a daughter-in-law who was not of high birth but gentle and patient.

After the two got married, they respected each other as guests and got along very well, but it was a bit difficult for the heirs.

But at that time, Jia Daihua led the army to fight every day, was away from home all the year round, and had no heirs with the Xu family, so the pressure on Jia Daike and his wife was not so great.

Later, I finally had a son, but I didn't want to, but my health was not good after birth, and I knew how to take medicine before I could eat.

This child is Jazi.

When Jiazi was in his early three years old, Jia Daike died, leaving his wife Wang and his son to depend on each other.

Jia Daihua always felt pity for his younger brother's life, so he first advocated setting up an ethnology and asked Jia Daike to take charge of it, so as to have an excuse to subsidize his younger brother.

I don't want to, my younger brother went early, but it was cheaper than Jia Daishan's younger brother Jia Dairu.

Later, when his younger brother passed away, Jia Daihua even asked Xu to take care of his younger brother's widow and youngest son.

Not to mention the holidays, but even in ordinary times, they would send food, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and newly-made books.

But he didn't want to, this Jiazi was shorter than his father, his son Jiayu had just turned one year old, and he went there.

Mrs. Xu wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and persuaded: "At least Zi'er has left a queen. Let's treat Brother Yu more attentively in the future."

Jia Daihua nodded, and told Jia Jing: "They are orphans and widows, so there is no guarantee that they will not have an idea. You go and have a look first, and you will go to the Ministry of War tomorrow to take a few days off. At least your brother's funeral will be taken care of."

"Yes." Jia Jing agreed, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "How much funeral money is appropriate?"

If it was an ordinary clansman, Jia Jing himself would be in charge.But he knew that Jiazi was very different in Jia Daihua's heart, so he asked one more question, no matter how much money was spent, at least it would make the old man feel better.

Jia Daihua said: "Go to the account and pay 200 taels of silver."

After a pause, he told Lai Er again, "Go out tomorrow and find a good coffin."

200 taels, which is four times the funeral silver of ordinary tribesmen.

He also asked Lai Er to search for the coffin alone, that is to say, the cost of the coffin is calculated separately.

Jia Jing and Lai Er didn't say anything else, they agreed and went their separate ways.

Although Xu thought she gave too much, but seeing Jia Daihua like this, she suppressed the discomfort and persuaded Jia Daihua to go back and rest.

Yu Niang also said: "Master and wife, go back and rest, there is an uncle watching over there, nothing can go wrong."

"Yes," Xu also said, "Tomorrow Jing'er and Jing'er and his wife will be busy, and Brother Zhen will have to rely on us two old bones to take care of him. If you are not energetic, it depends on your grandson. No?"

When mentioning his grandson, Jia Daihua finally cheered up and smiled: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

He also asked the nanny to take the eldest brother to him, so that he could have a good time with him, and then reluctantly said goodbye to his grandson.

Mrs. Xu personally helped him back, and the old couple walked slowly. Seeing him walking, his expression was not good again. Mrs. Xu couldn't help but said: "Okay, you are very worthy of their family. Not to mention the New Year's Eve Festivals and daily allowances are the funeral silver. People in the clan usually pay 50 taels. We have already given it several times. Even a high-quality fir coffin can be bought. What's more, you asked to buy another Coffin."

Jia Daihua didn't like to hear these words: "It's only a few taels of silver, what is it worth?"

Xu said: "How many taels of silver? That's because you don't know the difficulties of the family. In the past, that's all. Now we have Brother Zhen, and Brother Zhen will have younger brothers and sisters in the future. Even if we don't want a son, we have to think about it." Save some money for your grandson? Is it possible that the grandsons born later, do you think they will be like Zi’er’s family in the future, all relying on the clan’s support?”

In fact, what Xu said was a bit contradictory.

When Jia Daike separated the family back then, because he was the second son, Jia Daihua felt sorry for his younger brother's poor health, so he insisted on giving his younger brother [-]% more than what should have been paid.

However, the Wang family was not good at management, and Jia Daike and Jiazi father and son continued to use decoctions and supplements all year round. Gradually, they ate up the family.

But Jia Daihua didn't know. Hearing what Xu said, he really felt that the money was useless, so he quickly shifted his mind from Jiazi to the livelihood of those grandchildren who hadn't seen him yet.

Seeing that Xu had persuaded him, she stopped talking and asked someone to fetch water. After the old couple washed up, they went to bed and fell asleep.

It was not until the second day that Jia Amnesty from Rongguo Mansion received Jia Daishan's order to go to Jiazi's house to express his condolences.

Jia Jing was busy all night without closing his eyes, until he saw Jia Amnesty, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked him to greet him first, while he asked someone to set up a car and went to the Ministry of War to ask for leave.

There was no fighting at the border, and the Ministry of War was idle, plus Jia Jing had already been in the Ministry of War, and no one made things difficult for him, so he easily got a five-day vacation.

He squinted all the way in the car before he felt refreshed.

As a result, just after getting out of the car and walking to the gate of the mourning hall, I heard a woman crying.

Jia Jing paused, and vaguely heard crying and shouting inside: "Master, why are you so cruel... just leave our orphans and widows behind... just go!"

As soon as he heard it, he knew that this was Jiazi's widow Xia Shi.

Then there are "clan members are cold-eyed", "the family can't get rid of the pot" and so on.

Jia Jing's face darkened. What Xia's words were inside and outside, was either being bullied by the clan, or the family was poor.

Why, the 200 taels of silver given to her yesterday, isn't it enough for her to support?

He knew that Xia was out of tune a long time ago, but he didn't expect to be so out of tune.

Jiazi's body was still cold, she was making such a fuss, what was she trying to do?Who do you want to rule over?

Listening further down, there are clan elders scolding and Jia She anxiously defending.

There are also clan members who are obviously looking at the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. They are obviously trying to comfort them, but secretly they are building bridges and stoking the fire. They only hate that the Xia family can't make the trouble bigger, so that he, the patriarch, will be happy if it doesn't end well.

Jia Jing laughed angrily.

To put it bluntly, isn't it still bullying him that his face is tender and his seniority is low?

"Go, get Lai Er and tell him to go to the Xia family to buy the board with silver." Jia Jing summoned Zhu'er and ordered in a low voice.

Jia Jing simply waited for a while, guessing that Lai Er would be back soon, and then stepped into the mourning hall.

"There's so much noise in front of the spirit, how decent it is!"

Jia Jing yelled loudly, grabbing the head start, and immediately silenced everyone in the room.

Xia Shi was crying in pain, choked from his fright, and hiccupped several times.

Jia Jing coldly frowned, and said: "I heard that brother Zi passed away. The head of the clan didn't finish his meal, so he left the bowl and came over. After a busy night, I didn't see my sister-in-law showing her head to bring a bowl of rough tea. Why, I'm full of sleep now. Do you have the energy to talk about the relationship between husband and wife with Brother Zi?"

Embarrassment appeared on Xia's face, but she still held on and said: "I'm a widow, how can I see my uncle alone? I feel uncomfortable when the head of the family is gone, so I won't let you cry a few times?"

"That's right." Jia Jing sighed, "Sister-in-law and brother Zi are young couples, naturally they have a deep affection. No way, brother Zi is reluctant to part with sister-in-law, and he will call you in soon."

Xia's complexion was pale, and she almost fell to the ground.