Whose Evil in the Red Chamber

On the way back to the village, Jing Xuan thought about the fearful appearance of that monkey-like Wang Qi after going home today, and couldn't help but feel happier. He was used to being unrestrained in his previous life, and now he has become this good-looking young master of the Lin family. In fact, he had to look at the maidservant's eyes every now and then, and was careful not to focus on himself, which really made Jing Xuan very depressed.

It's a pity that although I had a little fun today, I can only "bully" these half-grown children now.Thinking of this, Jing Xuan's happy mood just now could not help but calm down again.Look at my little arms and legs, hey, I'm still too young.

Zhang Wenzhi didn't know that Jing Xuan was thinking about these things in his heart, especially when he was worried that Jing Xuan disappeared in a blink of an eye today, which frightened him a lot, especially when Jing Xuan went to provoke that vicious man The big black dog suffered a lot yesterday, and Zhang Wenzhi's heart jumped out of his chest when he saw that scene.

Jing Xuan listened absent-mindedly, and couldn't help but think of the cute look of that big dog just now. It seems that Wei Zhen is really not lying, and this big dog really likes him.Jing Xuan really likes it when he thinks that such a fierce big dog that is taller than himself is so docile in front of him and looks very human.

Heizi, what's the name? It's too low-quality. It's really embarrassing for such a good dog to be with such a stupid master.

Just as they were thinking, the two of them had already reached the gate of the corner gate of the villa. Just as they walked around the big wall, Jing Xuan caught a glimpse of a very familiar figure entering the tile-roofed house diagonally opposite the corner gate from the corner of Jing Xuan's eyes.

"Do you know who lives in the tile-roofed house with the willow tree in front of the corner gate on the upper corner of our village?" After returning to the room, Jingxuan called Tweety and asked.

"That's Grandma Xu's house. Their family is very respectable in our village. Why did the young master ask about his family?" Cui'er hurriedly replied.

She was really a slave of the Lin family. With that figure, Jing Xuan was even more certain that he must have seen that woman.

"Grandma Xu? Why haven't I heard of it? Where does his family manage now?" Jing Xuan avoided Cui'er's question and continued to ask.

Tweety laughed and said, "Young Master, I don't know. Grandma Xu's family used to work in the mansion in the city. Later, Grandma Xu came to the village because of her poor health. It doesn't care about the facts. By the way, sister Luyun from Grandma Xu's family is serving the old lady, young master, you must know."

Lvyun!It turned out to be her!After hearing Cui'er's words, the figure that made Jing Xuan so innumerable became clear immediately, strangely, he felt familiar, in this child's memory, this maid named Luyun was the most proud of Mrs. Lin's side.

Why did the maid next to Mrs. Lin suddenly come to the village?Jing Xuan thought for a while, and couldn't help feeling tempted, and suddenly remembered that he had promised to bring the meat and bones to Heizi tomorrow, the corners of Jing Xuan's mouth curved slightly, this was a good timing.

"Tweety, go to the kitchen and find me two meaty bones."

At this time, Mrs. Zhou just came into the back room to get needles and threads, and when she heard Jing Xuan's words, she smiled and said, "Xuan'er wants to eat bones? That stuff needs to be boiled into old soup to be delicious."

"Mother, this is not for me to eat. There is a black dog with a very human nature, and I promised him to bring meat and bones to him tomorrow. I can't keep my word." Jing Xuan said with a very serious look It's a firm look.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhou nodded and looked at her son's natural expression, "Forget it, Cui'er, go and have a look."

After Cui'er left, Jing Xuan looked at his mother, and suddenly said, "Mother is afraid that my son won't be able to control the cook?"

Mrs. Zhou didn't expect Jing Xuan to say these words, and she couldn't help being taken aback: "Xuan'er, you..."

"Mother always treats me like a child, and refuses to tell me anything." Jing Xuan looked at the dazed mother, but there was a rare seriousness in her immature voice.

Zhou came back to his senses, looked at his son with his head up and his eyes open, and a gratified smile appeared on his face: "Okay, okay, my Xuan'er has grown up now."

She originally didn't want her son to understand this too early, but she never expected that under her deliberate protection, her son would understand the fickleness of the world early on, and such a precocious temperament was exactly the same as his.

"Mother, when I came back, I saw Luyun next to the old lady coming to the villa. I just asked Cui'er, and then I found out that her mother is at the villa." Seeing Zhou's expression, Jing Xuan was relieved. Said.

Mrs. Zhou was taken aback, thought for a while, and then looked at her son seriously: "So, you asked Cui'er to get the bones to test the purpose of her coming to the village? Old madam, she..."

"We'll know everything when Cui'er comes back." Jing Xuan's expression became much calmer. He really didn't want to pretend to be a child in front of Mrs. Zhou, so he simply took this opportunity to show it off, and he had already thought about his excuses. After all, they have experienced life and death, and it is normal for children to have a change in temperament, but they did not expect Zhou to be so relieved, and he just accepted it without asking why.

Not long after, Cui'er came back, and smiled back to Zhou and Jingxuan: "Sister-in-law Qin, the cook, said that she just bought ingredients and brought them into the house this morning, and it happened that there were two meat bones, and now they have been prepared for the young master. Once it's done, put it in the kitchen, and I'll send someone to deliver it tomorrow morning when the young master goes to school."

The chef's attitude was really gracious. After Jingxuan and Zhou heard Tweety's reply, the speculation in their hearts just now came to fruition. Zhou's expressions could not help but be comforted and panicked.

"Mother is afraid that the old lady wants to take me back to the mansion?" Jing Xuan guessed the reason for Zhou's uneasiness, and after finding a reason to send Cui'er down, he said.

"That's right. Although the village is far away, it's much more stable than the mansion. With Mr. Wu teaching you knowledge, I really don't want you to go back to the mansion." Zhou sighed, but couldn't think of anything for a while. There is a way.

"Mother, don't worry too much. Although the old lady thinks of me, she doesn't necessarily want to take me back to the mansion. Even if the old lady wants to, the master will not agree. Mother, don't forget, the previous master sent someone to the village Those who go to Baba want dried vegetables to be sent to Jia's Mansion in the capital." After Jing Xuan finished speaking, he saw Zhou's face change, revealing a dazed look.

"Mother is confused. Fortunately, my Xuan'er is a sensible person. Okay, so Mother can rest assured." Zhou was too worried just now that he was a fan of the authorities. Now that he has figured out his joints, he can't help but feel relieved. Zhou's heart was full of comfort for the transparent son, but, "I know you were heartbroken by him, but he is also your father anyway, you..."

"Mother, I've said it before, and I understand it very well. Although I don't know the reason, I do know that he is not my father." Jing Xuan finished speaking calmly, and it was no surprise that Zhou's family had changed. complexion.

"Xuaner, you, hey, that's all, you are still too young for some things, and when you get older, mother will definitely tell you." After the expression on Zhou's face changed frequently, she finally sighed and touched her son's cheek. Head, said softly.

Jing Xuan nodded, and didn't mention it since he went to practice calligraphy. Mrs. Zhou was doing needlework outside, thinking of her son who was just like a little adult, with a bit of joy and sadness on her face.

On the second day, as expected, early in the morning, the chef sent someone to bring the prepared meat and bones to Jing Xuan. Jing Xuan went to Mr. Wu's place contentedly, and went to Heigou's place under Zhang Wenzhi's disapproving persuasion. Feed it all the meat and bones.

The black dog was happy to eat, and couldn't help wagging its tail at Jing Xuan. Jing Xuan smiled and stretched out his hand to stroke the black dog's head, um, it's fluffy, so comfortable to touch.

Hearing the sound of footsteps at this moment, Jing Xuan looked up, but it was Wei Zhen who came out from the next room with a long stick in his hand.

"Are you practicing martial arts?" Jing Xuan couldn't help asking.

Seeing the intimacy between Jing Xuan and Hei Zi today, Wei Zhen smiled a long time ago, and when Jing Xuan asked him something, he said a little embarrassedly: "Country field style is nothing but practicing martial arts."

"Do you like to wield a stick?" Jing Xuan's eyes fell on the long stick in his hand, and he asked again.

"That's not true. It's just that I'm strong and like to use heavy weapons. Ordinary knives are too light, so I don't feel comfortable using them. That's why I went to the mountains to find hard wood and whittled it into this stick, so I can use it more conveniently." Wei Wei Zhen honestly answered.

"Which of the eighteen weapons do you like the most?" Jing Xuan's eyes changed slightly after hearing Wei Zhen's answer, and he stretched out his hand and continued to touch Heizi's head, asking casually.

"Gun. I have heard of many heroes who wield guns, and I am very envious." Wei Zhen said, his eyes were full of envy.

Jing Xuan saw it in his eyes, and a sense of sadness flashed in his heart, is it a gun?That person in the previous life was a master of using a gun.For a moment, Jing Xuan couldn't help being a little stunned.

"Master, it's time, it's time to go to class." In the end, it was Zhang Wenzhi's words that broke Jing Xuan's memory.

Jing Xuan looked up at Wei Zhen who was carrying a stick, and his voice was softer than ever: "Since you like to use guns, I will find a way to get you one back!"

"It's impossible! Mister doesn't like me wielding knives and sticks. If I really found a gun, I'm afraid Mister will be angry." Wei Zhen shook his head hastily.

"Don't worry, since I've said it, I'll let my husband nod." Jing Xuan took the matter aside, and then turned around and walked to the school regardless of what Wei Zhen said.

After the noon class, Jing Xuan had just left the room to get some air when he was stopped by Wang Qi who had been staring at him.

"Yesterday you played me so badly!" Wang Qi lowered his voice, the very obvious dark circles on his face really betrayed the fact that he was nervous all night yesterday.