Jia Lu through the Red Chamber

Although he still has doubts about "is there any disease in the world that God Sun can't cure", but since the world has given him such a high evaluation, his medical skills should be quite high!

Worry is also slightly reduced.Tilting her head, she said, "Sister Lin is so ill, and I don't know what Uncle Lin will be worried about. Has the old lady sent someone to deliver a letter to Uncle Lin?"

He muttered in a low voice, "I'm afraid Sister Lin will miss her father."

Everyone was still wondering why the sister asked this question, but after listening to the next sentence, they knew that the sister probably thought that Miss Lin was the same as himself. Whenever the sister got sick, she had to hold Jia Jing and Han's hands until she fell asleep. Still not letting go.

"Not yet, I want to wait for Miracle Doctor Sun to finish his treatment and send the pulse case together, so that Uncle Lin can rest assured!"

Jia Lu rolled her eyes, "Is Lian's second brother still going?"

Nanny Sun hesitated and said, "You should go. Regardless of whether it is serious or not, it is the poor reception of the Jia family that made Miss Lin suffer such a serious crime."

Hearing this, Jia Lu struggled off Nanny Sun and ran to the small study room in the east, still yelling, "Sister Cuige, call Mo Ran!"

He was in a hurry, thinking that one move was the same, others could only shake their heads helplessly and dotingly.

Mammy Li is going to train the little girl who just took office, and there is no time, Mammy Zhao is probably in her small kitchen, Mammy Sun is planning to go to her to discuss the girl's dinner, the girl has lost a lot of blood these two days up.

Cui Ge called the little girl waiting by the door and asked her to find Mo Ranlai, and followed Jia Lu into the inner room.

Cuige left a little late, and when she opened the curtain, she saw her sister rummaging through the box, Cuige hurriedly stepped forward, "Whatever you are looking for, the servants can come to find it, the girl is sitting Just fine."

Jia Lu searched for a long time but couldn't find it. The delicate body cultivated in this life was exhausted and out of breath, so she sat aside and asked, "Where did the charcoal I used for painting go?"

Cuige tidied up the things messed up by the girl, and when she heard the charcoal she wanted to find, the corners of her mouth twitched, Cuige expressed how difficult the origin of the charcoal was.

It turns out that as early as when the girl was taught by the master to learn to write, she complained in private that the soft pen was so difficult to write. She endured it when she lived with his wife, and waited until she moved out to be the master of the house. I took my own small private house, and asked someone to sell all the charcoal on the market. I picked it up and gestured one by one. The hard charcoal is too hard, the miscellaneous charcoal is too soft, the pine charcoal is too loose, and the shell charcoal is too hard to hold. Bamboo charcoal doesn't work well.

The bought ones didn’t work, so the girl started to harm the flowers and plants in the house. All the wood that looked good was cut down to make charcoal, but the master found out and came to make fun of it, and wanted to buy more wood from outside to try. Try making charcoal. Fortunately, my wife is sensible and stopped it in time.

But just like that, the gardeners in the Fangyuan of the Special Administrative Committee were still crying when they saw the girl, especially when they finally chose two or three willow branches as thick as chopsticks to make charcoal. Willow is gone.

But that mischief made the girl find a kind of charcoal that lasted longer and had less smoke than ordinary charcoal on the market, which made the house a lot of money.

Jia Lu saw her pause, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, the charcoal sticks that the girl wants"

"It's charcoal."

"Charcoal pencil, this servant has locked it up, and I'll get it for you right away."

After a while, Cui Ge opened a box with a key, took out a small box, opened the box, and lifted the wrapped silk and satin, revealing a few, um, black charcoal strips of different lengths and thicknesses.

Jia Lu's eyes twitched, is this something precious and unique?Do you need such a baby?

Cuige carefully took out the charcoal pencil, sharpened one end of the knife, and took a dozen blank papers from the big box.

The girl usually uses the best rice paper produced in Anhui, but whether it is raw rice or cooked rice paper, it is too soft for charcoal pens, and it is easy to be pierced by the hard charcoal head, so I specially found a white rice paper with a harder material. Paper for girls to write and draw.

"Cut it smaller." Jia Lu ordered.

When Mo Ran came in, he saw the little girl lying on the bank and writing quickly, and she didn't dare to disturb her, so she just waited on the side.

After Jia Lu finished writing, she ordered Cuige to fold the paper as best she could, and looked at Mo Ran.

Mo Ran is from the Rongguo Mansion, Cuige and Jiao Qian are both from Jia Lu's mother, the Han family. Cuige is the head of the house, and he will be leaving the house in two years, so they can't get in the way.

But Jiao Qian and Mo Ran are about the same age. After Cui Ge went out, they were the two who took the lead by the girl's side. When a family has a child, there will always be one or two relatives working under Jiao Da.

Mo Ran was better in Rongguo Mansion, relying on the advantage of the home field, he was able to score a bit in front of his master. When he arrived at Ningguo Mansion, he was crowded by two people. After so many days back, even the girl's hair was touched. Gen, it was when she heard the girl calling her when she was disheartened, she came over, she didn't want to be someone forgotten by the master.

"Moran, are you the son of the Rongguo Mansion?"

"Yes. My mother is in the old lady's laundry room, my father is in charge of the stables, and my brother is running errands under Lian's second master." Mo Ran reported all his family members.

Sure enough, Jia Lu's eyes lit up. She had seen Mo Ran chatting with a servant next to Jia Lian earlier. Mo Ran was not old enough to be a prostitute, but a brother.

"Then, can you put this into the pulse diagnosis given by Miracle Doctor Sun to Sister Lin?" He stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand was the small ball of paper that Cui Ge had just folded.

Mo Ran was silent. Although she really wanted to agree to this matter to show her ability and make the master value it more, this matter is really not something that she can do. These days, the matter of Miss Lin is strictly investigated. It's still hard to check the source, so you can't let your family members sacrifice for you for your own future!

Seeing her silence, Jia Lu knew that it was difficult for her. Now that the whole Rongguo Mansion is staring at her, how can she make a move?Whether it's pulse diagnosis or Mother Jia's letter of explanation to Lin Ruhai, if you think about it, you will know that Jia Lian will keep it close (carefully)!How could it be possible for the peripheral slaves to touch it?

Jia Lu expressed that she was extremely irritable and meowed, why is it so difficult to send a letter to Lin Ruhai?Why is it so bad to tell Lin Ruhai that his daughter has been bullied?Shrimp can't even do it, is it possible to watch Daiyu fall in love with Jia Baoyu, then fall in love to death, and watch the flowery girls one by one, two, three, four, five jump into the wolf's heap and tiger's den!

Mo Ran looked at the girl who was gnashing her teeth, and trembled in her heart.

"I don't know what the girl is going to do, but why don't you do it directly? If the master and wife love you so much, why can't you satisfy you? As for using this method..."

A bang woke Jia Lu up.

Cuige was getting more and more out of tune listening to Mo Ran's words, "Cough!" interrupted, no wonder the old lady was suppressed by Yuanyang Jade and the others, usually quiet like a gourd, suddenly came Then, who can bear it?

Seeing that her voice had disappeared, he didn't bother with her. When he turned around, he saw that his own girl was dumbfounded, not even turning her eyes, which frightened her.

"Girl, girl, don't scare me!" She shook Jia Lu lightly, and kicked Mo Ran, "Look at you scaring the girl!"

Jia Lu was sober and shook her head, "I'm fine, you all go down and leave me alone for a while. Also, don't tell your parents, you understand?"

"Girl!" Cuige yelled in disapproval.

"Go back!" Jia Lu only looked at her with a pair of black eyes, and her tone was unquestionable.

Cuige's legs were weak, he knelt down and said yes, and pulled Mo Ran away before he could react.He closed the door and muttered to himself, who said the girl has a good temper!