Heir of the Red Chamber

Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives every festive season.

Lin Ya sat in front of the couch, unconsciously stroking the ordinary paper with her slender fingers, and her thoughts suddenly drifted back to the past that had long been forgotten.

At that time, he neither had a noble-sounding background, nor did he shake the authority of the court. He was just a rootless duckweed who was beaten and scolded by his stepmother every day and ignored by his biological father. The only possible way out for him was to take the imperial examination.

In order to grasp this only straw, Lin Ya can be said to have exhausted all the methods he could think of, and even went home to teach his younger brother secretly after learning it by himself.

It seems that when Lin Chong was four years old, the golden osmanthus in Suzhou fell very late, and there was still a faint fragrance floating in the yard during the Double Ninth Festival.

The little child covered half of his face in the quilt, and spoke to him in a low voice.

Lin Chong said that in the future, as long as he has half a cent of ability, he will follow his brother and leave home, and he will not miss home no matter how many festivals there are.

The child's eyebrows and eyes were so serious that the scent of milk hadn't dissipated, and the two brothers clapped their hands jokingly to swear. After so many years, they almost forgot about it.

Until the child suddenly grew up back then, wishing the relatives at home healthy and healthy on the southeast seashore thousands of miles away.

The paper is full of joyful words, but the slight melancholy is carelessly swept away by the words of the ancestors.

Zeng Hui, who was more than four months pregnant, saw that her husband had held a letter from her uncle and hadn't spoken for a long time, so she winked at the nurses and maids in the room, and waited for the people to file out quietly and move their footsteps lightly. Snuggled next to Lin Ya and personally wiped his wet hair.

"If the uncle misses my uncle, why don't you let someone pick him up?"

Her husband is caring and dedicated, and the family is flourishing. Zeng Hui looks better than before she got married, and she is less cautious when speaking in front of Lin Ya, and her words and deeds are becoming more and more sincere.

Why the second master Lin Chong was sent to travel far away, even if no one in the family mentioned it, with Zeng Hui's exquisite heart, he can guess to a certain extent.

Of course Zeng Hui understands the deep brotherly love between her husband and uncle.Regardless of the previous mess, since her husband misses the younger brother who was brought up with one hand, she is also confident that she can be like a mother.

Fearing that Lin Ya was still in a dilemma, Zeng Hui thought for a moment, and offered to find a suitable excuse for Lin Ya: "I think that although the master intends to keep the eldest sister for a few more years, he can't help the young lady's family to have an easy flowering period, and the Hou family in Anping is like that. Hot... It won't be long before we think about it, our family should have a happy event, what's the matter if my uncle isn't here?"

Brothers and sisters are debts.

Lin Ya couldn't help sighing, turned around and gently embraced his wife's round waist.

Where is he not letting Lin Chong come back?The family urging him to return to Beijing wrote two or three letters, but he acted as if he hadn't received it.

Daiyu's place is even more annoying.

Ever since Hua Chaojie had a chance encounter in the palace, the stinky brat from the Xu family came to the door every three days, and the little civil and military talents in his stomach were probably showing off here, but it really caught him in Daiyu's eyes.

No matter how dark Lin Ruhai's face was, she was no match for her love for her daughter. After sensing her daughter's heart, she intended to fulfill it. But when she asked Daiyu, Daiyu refused to nod.

Daiyu refused to agree, and Lin Ruhai wished her daughter would stay at home for a few more years, so she let the flow take its course and practiced Tai Chi, which really taught Xu Nan, a "little countryman" dumbfounded, a lesson.

I don't know who gave Xu Nan the trick. After he came to his senses, apart from persistently trying to impress Daiyu with sincerity, he was trying to save the country with curves. It's too much trouble.

Thinking of the Anping Marquis who has nothing to do and is always changing tricks to get into this mansion, Lin Ya couldn't help but raise his brows: "Sometimes, it's unavoidable that I want to live in this house for a long time. years."

Although Rongguo Mansion was given to the Lin family three years ago, because it violated the rules too much, and Lin Ruhai had some inexplicable concerns, the whole family dragged it off until this summer when they finally decided on the date of housewarming. .

Just the thought of living next to that annoying Xu Nan in the future makes Lin Ya's teeth ache.

Zeng Hui couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

Her eyebrows were curved, and she was about to say something with a smile, when she heard the sound of stomping footsteps on the stone road outside the room, accompanied by the nanny's cautious whisper.

Lin Ya and her looked together, and it was indeed their eldest son Lin Gui who broke out of the nanny's arms and ran over with a pair of short legs smiling.

Seeing his parents looking over, Lin Gui smiled even more heartily.

He waved his chubby arms, his pink face was full of complacency: "Mom, Huahua!"

Isn't that little hand waving non-stop the famous chrysanthemum that master Lin Ruhai has been serving recently?

Lin Ya couldn't help stroking his forehead, and strode out to greet him, with a smile that made him feel like a spring breeze, he grabbed his innocent and natural son, who didn't know that a catastrophe was coming.

Zeng Hui, who stayed in the house, looked around, hesitated for a moment, waved to the bewildered eldest son with a smile, and then went to discuss the relocation with the nanny.

It's going to rain, and father wants to teach his son, what can she do?

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