Whose Evil in the Red Chamber

The child's memory is too fragmented, and some of them are blurred. From the few remaining fragments, Jing Xuan probably knows the identity of the child: the eldest son of the Lin family of Gusu aristocratic family.

The status of the eldest son of the concubine is an embarrassing position both in his previous life and in this life, and the gossip, expressions and attitudes of the maids and wives that remain in the child's memory also confirmed what Jingxuan expected. eight.

What made him more concerned were some fragments of words about the child's mother. Although the words were vague, it sounded like a rather disgusting background, but when he just regained consciousness, he heard the child's mother sternly I said something about the princess, what is the truth in it?

He is used to planning before making moves, and he likes to know everything he can control by heart. Now that he has sorted out some clues, he has made up his mind to find out slowly in the future. Jing Xuan is really relaxed this time. Mind, sleep well, no matter what kind of thoughts you have, if your body is not well maintained, you may not be able to do anything.

Not long after Jing Xuan finally fell asleep, the carriage arrived at Zhuangzi in the northern suburb of the Lin family.This Zhuangzi was originally the ancestral property of the Lin family. At the end of the previous dynasty, the people were struggling to make ends meet. The ancestors of the Lin family were forced to sell the property here to make ends meet. Later, by chance, the ancestors of the Lin family joined the Taizu of this dynasty. Not to mention all the ancestral property at the place was returned to the Lin family, and even the fertile land with a radius of hundreds of miles was also returned to the Lin family.

And the Lin family also built a garden house in the city of Gusu, and the Zhuangzi in the northern suburbs has been handed over to the servants to take care of it. Now the family in charge of this property is Lin Zhong's family. Hearing the news from the city, Aunt Zhou and the young master are coming. On the village, because he didn't know the details, Lin Zhong didn't dare to be negligent, and asked his wife to clean up Xiyuan. When the carriage arrived at the village, Xiyuan had already cleaned up.

Gently placed her sleeping son down, Zhou looked at the clean and tidy room, and couldn't help thinking.The reason why their mother and son were sent to the village is that Lin Ruhai will also block the news for the sake of the Lin family's reputation, but the other servants in the village don't know, and Lin Zhong and his wife are in charge of the village, so it is impossible not to listen to the wind.

This world has always been troublesome for little ghosts, their mother and son were sent here, and if they wanted to live and work, they would have to rely on the couple in charge, she wanted to keep the child safe, and she would never allow others to trample him, so she had to spend some time thinking about how to plan.

Just as I was thinking, I heard a woman's voice outside: "Is Auntie ready?"

The voice was a little familiar, and Zhengyu's self-conscious Zhou couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then looked at his son, and saw that he was breathing smoothly, and fell asleep, so he covered his son's body with the quilt, walked from the inner room to the outer room, and said : "Please come in."

But Zhou didn't know that when she got up and walked out, Jing Xuan on the bed had already opened his eyes - he woke up when the man spoke just now.Not wanting to make a sound at this time, Jing Xuan lay down on the bed with his eyes closed, but listened intently to the sounds outside.

I only heard Zhou's voice in surprise: "Isn't this Miss Moyun? Earlier, I vaguely heard that the girl was promised to be the steward of the family, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

Then there was a hint of a smile in the voice just now: "It's hard for my aunt to remember that with the grace of Mrs. Madam, she promised me to Lin Xian. My father-in-law is the steward of this village. I want to come to see my aunt, but it is a pity that I have contracted some illnesses these days, and I am bedridden, so I cannot come to see you, please forgive me."

sick?The corners of Jing Xuan's mouth curled up when he heard this, it is still unknown whether he is really sick or pretending to be sick.

At this time, Zhou's voice sounded slightly resentful: "It's not that the girl doesn't know me. Although she bears the name of an aunt, she is more honorable than anyone else."

After hearing this sentence, the words she once scolded Mrs. Lin House flashed in Jing Xuan's mind, and she couldn't help but feel moved. It seems that the mother of this child is also a wonderful person. That woman named Mo Yun can make her Speaking like this, it seems that he is not an ordinary person.But, what is Mo Yun's reason for acting like this?

Just as he was thinking about it, Mo Yun persuaded him: "Why does my aunt say such things? My aunt has a young master by her side. In the future, the young master will have a bright future. The days of my aunt's blessings will come later. At that time, we will have to rely on the young master." Auntie is supportive. Tweety, come here and kowtow to Auntie."

"This is..." At this moment, as if Zhou Shi had just noticed the little maid who was behind Mo Yun, she couldn't help but sized her up.

Jing Xuan only heard the childish voice from outside: "Kowtow to my aunt."

"I saw that my aunt came in a hurry, and I didn't bring anyone around to wait on her. This Cui'er was originally the girl of Zhang Gen's family who was in charge of flowers and plants in the village. I saw that she was born clever, so I thought about giving orders to my aunt. Is my aunt satisfied? "After Mo Yun finished speaking, he only heard Mrs. Zhou speak immediately.

"I think she is a neat and bright child. It's hard for the girl to think about it. There is nothing dissatisfied."

"Since that's the case, I'm relieved. My aunt is ordering her for the time being. The rules of our village are no more strict than those of the mansion, and the servants are also worse than the mansion. If there is anything wrong with my aunt, feel free to come to me. If someone neglects you Auntie and Eldest Young Master, I will definitely not spare them." After Mo Yun finished speaking, he wentssip a few more words before taking his leave and leaving.

After Mo Yun left, Mrs. Zhou couldn't worry about her son, so she hurriedly got up and went into the inner room. When Jing Xuan heard the movement, she simply opened her eyes, facing Mrs. Zhou's eyes.

"Xuan'er!" Seeing her son woke up, Zhou couldn't help but burst into tears, threw herself to the bedside and hugged her son in her arms, sobbing.

And at the moment when she saw Mrs. Zhou, the child's uncontrollable feelings for her mother also made Jing Xuan's eyes reddened, and he murmured "Mother", which caused Mrs. Zhou to cry even more uncontrollably .

Tweety, who followed in, stood there helplessly watching the mother and child crying, not knowing what to say.

It took a long time for the mother and son to stop their tears. Ever since the mother called out just now, Jing Xuan realized that there really seemed to be something more in his chest. In his previous life, his parents died young, and he grew up under the fence of his uncle's family. Really indifferent, Zhou's strong maternal love seemed even more irresistible to him.

At this moment, the cheeks that had just been stained with tears couldn't help but start to itch. Jing Xuan remembered that Jian Xi was the cause of his body's illness and death, and knew that the extremely itchy taste came from this disease.

At this moment, as if the smell was contagious, first his face itched, and then his whole body couldn't stop spreading. Come on, at first Jing Xuan gritted his teeth and endured it, but now he couldn't help frowning, but he Knowing that he can't be caught no matter what, he is the one who can't tolerate duty flaws on his body, and he can't bear it if it leaves scars.

Looking at her son's expression, Zhou knew that he was itching again, but she couldn't do anything about it: "Good boy, mother knows that you are suffering very badly, it is all mother's fault, it is your negligence that made you suffer." This crime!"

Just as she was talking, Cui'er, who was just standing on the ground at a loss, said crisply, "Auntie, is it because Jianxi's body is suffering from oxygen, Master?"

At this time, Mrs. Zhou shifted her attention to Tweety, seeing that her big eyes were watery and she couldn't see any other thoughts when she said this, so she nodded and said, "Exactly."

"Auntie, my sister also met Xixi in the fall. At that time, her body was also very itchy. My mother was afraid that she would scratch her face, so she tied her hands. My sister was only one year old. She felt uncomfortable and couldn't grasp it. I cried pitifully every day. My brother went to school with Mr. Wu in the neighboring village. He told him about it. After Mr. Wu found out, he gave my mother a box of ointment, saying it would relieve the itching and leave no scars. , It’s really easy to use, my sister can’t see any marks on her face now, why don’t you go ask Mr. Wu for some.”

After Cui'er finished speaking, Mrs. Zhou hurriedly asked: "Since you call him Mr. Wu, you can tell that he is a scholar. Where can there be such a healing ointment? Don't talk nonsense."

Cui'er hurriedly replied: "Auntie, what I said is true! Mr. Wu is not only a scholar, but also has good medical skills! In the neighboring villages, if someone is sick and asks the husband, the husband will come to help." For diagnosis and treatment, not only do you not charge for outpatient fees, but if you can use herbs picked from the mountain for treatment, you will not even charge for the medicine, you are a very good man!"

Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but be moved when she heard this, and then looked at her son's wrinkled little face because of the discomfort, her three-pointed heart instantly became very excited, and she asked Cui'er to invite Mo Yun, and she said it right away.

Mo Yun readily agreed, and sent people to the neighboring village to invite Mr. Wu to come to the mansion. Those who went soon came back to spread the word that Mr. Wu would come to the village after he had accepted his school.

At this moment, Jing Xuan was thinking that the itching would be relieved in two more hours. After having hope, the discomfort seemed to ease a little.

Mrs. Zhou was also a little relieved, so she smiled and asked Tweety to sit down, and asked carefully, seeing that she was only seven years old, and she grew up playing wildly with the children in the village when she was young. Yes, words are not as good as deeds, and Zhou's heart is more satisfied.

Although this girl has a wild temper, she is still a hundred times better than those who are too smart in their hearts. If she is that smart, she is really worried about letting such a girl serve her Xuan'er!

Jing Xuan listened to his mother's ability to quickly get all of Cui'er's secrets out, and even inquired about the distribution of people's power in the village. He couldn't help but secretly nodded in his heart, his mother Pro is really a wonderful person!

Just this question and answer, time passed quickly. Someone from outside said that Mr. Wu had come. Hearing the sound, Mrs. Zhou hid behind the screen. A woman led Mr. Wu into the house. Looking outside through the gap in the screen, Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but froze in place when she saw Mr. Wu's face.