[Red Mansion] The happiness of a winner in life

It was the third month of spring, and it was also the second day after Jia She was born. The weather was fine, not as cold as the severe winter, nor as unbearably hot as the summer.

But Zhang Wanjun is cold, from heart to body.There was still a stove burning in the room, and she herself was covered with a thick quilt, but she was still cold.

When she felt better, Jia Daishan came in from the outer room and stood by the stove to drive away the cold air, then went to the inner room to talk to Zhang Wanjun through the screen.

After a long silence between the two parties, "Husband, I, I'm afraid it's going to be bad, what should we do with our child!" Zhang Wanjun couldn't help it, and spoke in a crying voice.

She has been in poor health since she was a child, which is what doctors call a "disease of wealth" and needs to be taken care of, but she never thought that she would die at such a young age.

Her eldest son was just born!How fickle a man is, even if he is a loving couple, will he still remember him after one, two, or three years?

How will her children make a living under the hands of the stepmother?No matter how powerful Jia Daishan leads the army in battle outside, does he understand the privacy of the inner house?Will her natal family continue to treat her children well after her death?Will they vent their anger on their children?

Zhang Wanjun was also worried that the child would be flattered and killed, and also worried that the vicious stepmother would strangle her child in infancy.She wanted Jia Daishan's guarantee, and she also wanted to raise the child with her mother-in-law, who always understood her.

Jia Daishan was silent for a moment when he heard the words, "Wan'er, take the child to the mother to raise it. The mother is lonely by herself, and it happens to be happy to raise the child."

Of course Jia Daishan was aware of Zhang Wanjun's concerns, so he simply followed her wish so that she would not feel uneasy all the time. "I have already sent someone to Zhang's house. My uncle said that my sister-in-law will come to visit you later."

Zhang Wanjun sobbed when he heard the words, his heart felt like a knife was piercing his heart.

Recalling the days when my elder brother and my elder brother were in front of their parents, those scenes of laughter and happiness are still vivid in my mind, but I am about to leave my parents and elder brother and leave early.I just gave birth to a child, and I can't even see my parents and elder brothers.

"Thank you, husband, husband, has the baby been named?"

"Written generation, I discussed with my eldest brother yesterday, so let's use pardon. Now the princes and our children are only 5 years old. When the children grow up in the future, it is also the key time to seize the throne. It is better not to enter this muddy water." Yes. In the future, it will be good to inherit the grace of the noble, and I will resign in a few years, and it will save someone from thinking about the child."

Zhang Wanjun was very relieved after hearing this. Although she is a woman in the inner house, she also understands how bloody the battle to seize the heirloom will be. If you can avoid muddy water, don't go into muddy water. This is also safe.

"I went outside to decorate, you should have a good rest." Jia Daishan raised his feet and wanted to leave the room.

"Husband, you are fine." Zhang Wanjun still couldn't help crying, Jia Daishan paused, and left the room with tears running down the corner of his eyes.

Nanny Qin who was beside the old lady personally carried Jia She to Zhang Wanjun's side, "Madam, the old lady has sent a message to reassure you." Nanny Qin replied with a bow and respect.

She is an old man by the old lady's side, seeing Zhang Wanjun marrying in, taking charge of the gift, being filial to the old lady, friendly to the sister-in-law, it's a pity that God wants to accept a good man. "

"Okay, thank you mother for me." Zhang Wanjun held Jia Amnesty's little hand, looking at the child with rolling eyes, her heart almost melted.

She stuffed her storehouse key into the safety talisman, touched Jia She's face reluctantly, and said to Nanny Qin, "Mommy will tell mother for me that my dowry and dowry will be reserved for She'er, please mother please forgive him." Take good care of my son. When Xi'er grows up, let him remember to come to visit my unqualified mother every year on Qingming Festival."

After Zhang Wanjun finished speaking with tears in her eyes, she asked Nanny Qin to take the child away, "Don't be mad at me, take the child away quickly." After saluting, Nanny Qin took Jia She away.

Jia She had a good life with the old lady, or in other words, the baby's life was nothing but eating, drinking, and sleeping.

He saw his mother the next afternoon, and Nanny Qin was ordered to hold him and show him to his mother.

Seeing his mother's reluctance and love for him, he felt a little sad. He could only use the opportunity of holding hands with his mother to perform the only blessing technique he could use, hoping that she would have a healthy body and a smart and lovely child in her next life. .

Listening to his mother's earnest advice, he silently wrote down in his heart to bid farewell to his mother.

It has been a month in a flash, and Zhang Wanjun, in order not to let her child bear the reputation of Kemu, has been holding on for more than a month. She lies on the bed every day and is out of breath, but she never dies.

Because of Zhang Wanjun's health, Xisan and Manyue were not held on a big scale, but only invited close relatives and friends to set up a table for a small celebration.People close to Jia's family knew about Jia Zhang's body, and they were waiting for the obituary to come.

The day finally came, and the new cotton placed between Zhang Wanjun's mouth and nose stopped moving.

The maids cried together, changed Zhang Wanjun into new clothes, carried him to the bed under the south window, covered him with a new quilt, and stuffed pearls and jade in his mouth.

The rehabilitated person climbed up to the roof to preside over the soul-calling ceremony, waved Zhang Wanjun's shroud, and called Jia Zhang's name to the north again and again. After three long shouts, he went down to the roof and covered Zhang Wanjun's body with the shroud.

Jia Daishan sent people to deliver the obituary to all relatives and friends. Zhang's family, Xue's family, Wang's family, Shi's family and all the princes' families went in person.

Everyone received the obituary with different emotions, the only thing in common was their admiration for Jia Zhang.The blood collapse on the day of childbirth can still be so strong.

On Zhang Wanjun's Ming Jing, it reads "The Coffin of Mrs. Jia Zhang, Mrs. Rong Guogong's Chao Yipin", and her position is placed in the atrium, covered with Ming Jing.Nanny Zhang hugged Jia She and knelt in front of the coffin, weeping sadly.

She is Zhang's accompanying room, married to Qin Zhixiao, the grand foreign housekeeper of Jia's house, and the internal housekeeper of Jia's house.

Relatives and friends came to express their condolences in plain clothes, and left after expressing condolences.Only Zhang Jin, the eldest master of the Zhang family, stayed behind, looking at his sister's tablet in silence.After hugging Jia She for a while, he left with mixed feelings.Nanny Zhang stays behind to watch the night with Jia Amnesty in her arms.

The next day, the small mortuary began, and Nanny Zhang put white flowers on Jia She's swaddle, and continued to hold Jia She and cry.

On the third day, the funeral, the corpse was carried into the coffin, and the nephews and nephews who watched the spirit cried sooner or later.

After five days of suspension, the weather was getting hotter, so he was sent to Tieshan Temple as soon as possible.The funeral ceremony was held and the gifts presented by all parties were read out, and then the hearse was dispatched. Before the funeral ceremony and the hearse, Fang Xiang also drove the ghosts to clear the way in front of the hearse, followed by Mingjing and Lingpai.

Behind the hearse are the sedan chairs of Jia's family and Bin, playing and beating all the way, offering sacrifices along the way, the paper flowers weeping constantly, all the way to Tiekan Temple, where they are temporarily stored, preparing to help the spirit back to the ancestral grave in Jinling for burial in the future.

Although he didn't say it clearly, he was waiting for the old lady to be with him. After all, the Jiazhang family was a young woman, and it was impossible for her to dig her ancestral grave alone.

Although Jia Amnesty wanted to send his mother away all the way, the baby's body was so lethargic that he fell asleep even amidst the sound of crying.

Although he has experienced the dark age of the last days, he is not numb. After all, people who are truly numb will not live long in the last days.

Although he was reluctant to part with her, the deceased had passed away, and he could only be worthy of his mother if he lived well.After bidding farewell to Zhang Wanjun, Jia Amnesty started his own baby life of eating, eating and sleeping, and time flew by in these boring times.