Jialan: Crossing the Red Chamber

, People around him come and go, never giving him a chance to be alone, he can't find a reason to be lonely, so he gradually gets used to it and accepts it.

The relationship with Jia Huan is also increasing day by day.

6. Hanlan, name

However, within a few months of Baochai's arrival, the weather has gradually turned cold. Jia Zheng was afraid that Jialan would get sick again due to the cold weather, so he stopped the archery class and planned to wait until next year's spring to start again. Jialan is optional. I had no choice but to take Baoyu. He was not interested in these things on weekdays. Now that Jia Zheng took the initiative to speak and didn't need to study, he was naturally very happy.

Without the pastime of archery, Jia Lan returned to his previous life. When he didn’t go to class all day, he would lazily sit on the kang, read and practice calligraphy. Occasionally, Jia Huan would come over and tell him how to identify antiques. Several girls pulled him up to fight cards, Baoyu gave him some small playthings, or he was called by Jia Mu to enjoy the family happiness, nothing else happened.

That day, he was practicing calligraphy at home, when a soft and weak voice outside the door asked, "Is sister-in-law at home?" The autumn-colored felt curtain with the word "Fu" was lifted, and a beautiful girl came in.

Jia Lan put down her pen and said with a smile, "Aunt Lin, why are you here in such a cold weather?" Then she stepped forward and took off her cloak, put it aside, opened the curtain and looked out, and shouted: " Tingling, Caiwen, Aunt Lin is here, bring another hand stove."

Someone outside the door responded, and he turned around, embarrassed to say: "My mother went to the second aunt and third aunt, and Suyun Biyue also followed. I have nothing to do with me, so let the remaining little maids play by themselves." If I went, I would neglect Aunt Lin."

Lin Daiyu said with a smile: "I know, it's not that Zijuan and Xueyan were also sent away by me. I thought I wouldn't need them to follow after sitting for a while." Seeing the words on the table, she picked them up and looked at them. He smiled and asked, "You wrote this?"

Jia Lan approached and nodded, "It's been snowing for the past few days, Mr. specially took a holiday and stayed at home for a few days, thinking that if he doesn't practice, he can learn by hand, so he wrote these few pictures."

Daiyu looked carefully one by one, Tingling and Caiwen came in over there, Caiwen handed her the small hand stove, and said with a smile: "We just patronized and played, and we didn't see Miss Lin coming in, so I ask Miss Lin to forgive me." .”

Daiyu waved her hands and said with a smile: "It's cold outside playing, carefully freeze your hands."

Ting Ling poured tea beside him and said, "We're all used to it, but Miss Lin has always been in poor health, so we should pay more attention." After handing Jia Lan a cup of hot tea, he said strangely: "Just now Caiwen called the girl Brazier, why are people missing?"

As soon as the words were finished, the felt curtain was lifted, and two little girls walked in in response, each carrying a black iron charcoal box containing charcoal, and a fire shovel, and lit the brazier that was about to go out in the corner.Lin Daiyu scolded: "Why did you come to add it when it was about to disappear?

Caiwen tidied up the big red and green silk mats on the kang, and said with a smile: "Miss Lin doesn't know, our brother Lan is the most tricky, complaining about the cold room and the strong smell of charcoal in the brazier. In the end, we had no choice but to put the brazier in the By the window, don't burn too much." Then, he helped Lin Daiyu onto the kang and said, "Miss Lin sits on the kang, and I'll let someone move the table on the kang, and Miss Lin reads the words written by Brother Lan on the kang. .” Go out and call two women, and bring the kang table.

Daiyu laughed and said, "Wouldn't it be better to burn some sandalwood?"

Ting Ling glanced at Jia Lan and said, "You only need my brother's consent."

Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Lan strangely.

Jia Lan had no choice but to say: "The scent of sandalwood is too strong, I'm not used to it." With such a high technology in modern times, where there is no brazier charcoal, they are all silent air-conditioning and heating. It should be understandable for him to feel unaccustomed to the ancient times.

It's just that those who grew up in ancient times and have not experienced modern high-tech life can understand that the whole room is full of people laughing.

Lin Daiyu also laughed and said: "Sure enough, you are a trickster." She thought for a while and said: "A few days ago, your Aunt Bao got a pot of cold orchids and gave them to me from nowhere. It will be delivered in a while, and if you put it in the house, it will be considered fresh."

Jia Lan hurriedly said: "Aunt Xue gave it to you, how can I take it?"

Daiyu laughed and said, "What's the matter? If your Aunt Xue knew what you wanted, she would have sent a pot sooner. I just want to be a better person than her first." Then she said to Caiwen: "You Master Lan's face is tender, when I go to call Xueyan, he will definitely not want it. You and Ting Ling go and bring it back now. My room will always smell of medicine, and a good pot of flowers will be ruined."

Caiwen and Tingling were naturally happy, but they didn't go out and only looked at Jialan.Seeing that she couldn't evade it, Jia Lan had no choice but to stand up and bow her hands to Daiyu, saying, "Thank you, Aunt Lin."

Caiwen and his wife got orders, so they went to Zicuckoo happily.The two little girls fixed the brazier and went out.

Seeing that Jia Lan was a little embarrassed, Daiyu beckoned, "Come here and sit on the kang." Jia Lan did as he did.Daiyu took the words and said, "I haven't seen you for a few months. Your handwriting looks good, but a little impetuous." She pointed to the words and explained them one by one. Jia Lan listened attentively occasionally nod.

After finishing speaking, Daiyu asked Jia Lan to compose a few impromptu poems, and after reading them, she sighed, "I don't have enough energy, I can't compare to your Uncle Bao."

Jia Lan replied: "Second Uncle Bao is the best poet, of course I can't compare to him."

Daiyu seemed to have thought of something, and said: "Writing poetry has always been related to romance, joy and joy, and you are only half a child. How can you compare with your second uncle Bao who has gone through thousands of sails." With a hint of sarcasm, Daiyu's face was even more gloomy.

Seeing her wringing her handkerchief fingers, Jia Lan pouted slightly, and couldn't help asking, "Did Second Uncle Bao make you angry again?"

Daiyu said: "Where does he have time to provoke me, it's not bad if he can look away from his sister Bao now." As she spoke, she was a little choked up, and she lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes with a brocade handkerchief.

As soon as Jia Lan heard it, she understood that it must be Baochai who came, and Baoyu was so happy that she left Daiyu in the cold.Daiyu was always careful, but whenever something happened to Baoyu, she kept it in her heart for a long time. Now that she is so depressed, I'm afraid she is jealous.

He pushed the stove in front of her, and said with a smile, "Aunt Lin must be thinking too much. Don't say anything else, Second Uncle Bao is watching your heart. Although I am young, I also know that you and Uncle Bao You grew up together, you lived and ate in the ancestral house, and you are the closest on weekdays. My mother also said that the two of you have the same tastes and the same ideas, isn’t this true confidant?”

Seeing Daiyu put down the brocade handkerchief, he fell into deep thought, and said, "Aunt Xue has just arrived, and Second Uncle Bao, as the little master in the courtyard, naturally wants to entertain you well. You know each other well, and if he also treats you so well." Li, isn’t it a birthright?”

After listening to his words, Daiyu felt a thunderbolt, and when she thought about it carefully, she was more sincere than she thought.

She also understands the relationship between her and Baoyu. Baoyu has a heart for her, but every time he is happy or angry, he doesn't say it outright. Conceal the sincerity and sincerity, only use false feelings.Unexpectedly, when the two falsehoods met, they did not come true in the end.Every time she had a quarrel with Baoyu, she would be sad for a long time, and when Baoyu was in a hurry, she would often make jokes, and she was even more angry that she burst into tears.Now the two of them haven't figured it out yet, but here comes Xue Baochai, not to mention beautiful in appearance, and even more tactful in dealing with people, so Baoyu should be close to her.After all, I blame myself for being selfish and self-inflicted.Thinking of this, I couldn't help crying.

Jia Lan saw that Fang Zi was silent in a daze, and then she burst into tears, and couldn't help but said anxiously: "Aunt Lin..."

While wiping her tears, Daiyu waved her hands to him and wept, "Don't talk about it, let me think about it myself." Then she got up and went out the door.

Jia Lan couldn't stop her, so he sat on the kang in a daze, watching her leave.

After a while, the autumn-colored felt curtain was lifted again. Jia Lan hurriedly stood up, called "Aunt Lin", and was about to go up, but it was Caiwen who didn't want to come in.

Seeing his lost look, Caiwen noticed that Daiyu was not there, and wondered, "Brother Lan, what's wrong with you? Where's Miss Lin?"

Jia Lan flicked his sleeves, sat back on the kang in a muffled voice, without speaking.

Caiwen pointed to the orchid grass on the table and said: "Look at how pleasing the orchid grows. Sister Zijuan also said that the colder the weather, the more fragrant the flowers bloom. She thought that there will be heavy snow in two days. It's all about the fragrance. Speaking of which, Miss Lin also has a heart, Lan Geer's name is Lan, and now I sent potted flowers, also called Lan, don't they just happen to be a couple?"

Jia Lan replied: "According to what you said, wouldn't it be more perfect if the curtains and mattresses, even the tables and stools were embroidered with orchids?"

Caiwen clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Lan is so smart, I'll tell Grandma tomorrow and let her find a way to turn this house into a bluegrass house."

Hearing this, Jia Lan couldn't help laughing, and said, "It's just you who have more ideas." Caiwen is only three or four years older than Jia Lan, and Jia Lan doesn't care much, and gets along with him as a servant and a friend.Seeing him laughing, Caiwen was relieved.

Jia Lan asked, "You're back by yourself, where is Ting Ling?" Caiwen replied, "Sister Zijuan recently learned a new embroidery method, and Ting Ling is learning it there." Jia Lan nodded and said, "I also embroider. It's nothing, it's a meritorious deed for you to bring the flowers here, let's go and learn together now."

Caiwen was just waiting for this sentence, and replied happily, turned around, lifted the curtain and ran out.

Jia Lan stayed in the room alone and stared at the brightly blooming orchids in a daze.

In the afternoon, Suyun called, saying that it was the younger brother of Grandma Rong from the neighboring house who came to pay homage, and Mother Jia asked her to go and have a look.

Jia Lan knew who this grandma Rong was, but she was only the younger brother of Grandma Rong?

After Suyun said his name, he suddenly remembered something.

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