Jia Lu through the Red Chamber

Jia Lu wakes up leisurely, the tip of her nose does not smell the suffocating breath of the night, but a faint and clear fragrance, this is an extremely precious incense, called cold paste incense, a fingernail is worth a thousand gold, Jia Jing and his wife Not much, they were all sent to me.Rubbing the brocade quilt, Jia Lu said it was so comfortable, she didn't think about it at all, but she rubbed her stomach, moved slightly, and there was an inaudible rumbling sound, she was hungry.Tossing and turning in bed, get up?Sorry?

When Jiao Qian heard the movement outside, she opened the curtain and asked softly, "Is the girl going to wake up?"

Jia Lu secretly sighed, "Get up!"

Hearing the sound, Jiao Qian helped Jia Lu up, handed her a glass of water to moisten her throat, knelt down to put the embroidered shoes on the girl herself, and supported Jia Lu to stand up.

Jia Lu stood up with strength, and naturally opened her arms. The sound of footsteps came from her ears. Jia Lu didn't open her eyes, knowing that she was a maid carrying all kinds of clothes, skirts and jackets, warm water, cleaning cloth, spittoon, etc. Thinking of this, Jia Lu sighed silently, ****!As a socialist newcomer who was born and grew up under the red flag, I was knocked down by the sugar-coated bullets of feudalism in just a few days, I am guilty!

Soft and non-sticky, Jia Lu put on her clothes, rinsed her mouth, cleaned her face, tied a child's flat bun, and went to the outside room, where a small table had already been prepared outside, with exquisitely carved wooden tables of various sizes and sizes on it. The bowl was turned upside down, and when Jia Lu sat down, a few little girls had to take down the upside-down wooden bowl lightly, and bursts of sweet fragrance wafted into her nostrils.

Nearby is a bowl of red dates and corn paste, a bowl of pumpkin and medlar japonica rice porridge, next to it is a bowl of fresh meat, sprinkled with chopped green onion, a cage of crystal clear pocket steamed buns, mincemeat cakes, water chestnut cakes, and quail with pine flowers Eggs, bright fresh fruit cream, cut into square-inch-sized, deep-fried golden fried fritters, poached eggs with yellow inside and white outside, and a bowl of hot haggis soup in the distance, surrounded by various pickles and pickles, at hand A large glass of milky soy milk.

Jia Lu sighed because she couldn't be seen, thinking about what she ate when she was six years old?

At that time, I started to go to kindergarten. If my parents can get up, take the cold rice from the night before and soak it in hot water, and serve it with some pickles and radishes. It's just over, how can it be so complete and delicious now.I became more and more determined, no matter how I came here through time travel, now that I have come and become the daughter of this nobleman, I should enjoy life to the fullest, so as not to live up to this new life.

After the meal was finished, the maid led a few thick women to lift the small table down.

Jia Lu asked Cuige, "Sister Cuige, what time is it?"

Cuige took out a small and exquisite pocket watch from his pocket, and glanced at it, "It's 45:[-], it's almost nine o'clock, the girl is going to say hello to the wife?"

Cuige is no longer serious, not to mention that Jiao Qian was promoted to be a maidservant, Mo Ran, although her deed of prostitution is not in the Ning Mansion, she is not as confident as Jiao Qian in the Ning Mansion, but because she is the person sent by her elder Jia Mu , Jia Lu still has her as the eldest maid, and the next four second-class maids and nearly ten third-class maids have all been prepared and sent over. So many people don't need Cuige to take care of them, and Han There is a message from Mrs. Shi that she wants to see someone. These days, she just stands aside and supervises other people's work, but Jia Lu is relying on her when she finds out that she is leaving.

Jia Lu thought for a while, and when she was about to go, she saw Cui Ge winding the pocket watch chain, carefully hiding the pocket watch in her bosom, and said happily, "Sister Cui Ge, what's the matter, be so careful!"

Cuige secretly rolled her eyes, this imported product, regardless of the workmanship and materials, is a top-notch work, and she can’t afford to break ten of them, and she was born in a wealthy town like her sister, so she didn’t care when she was used to it .

"My sister doesn't care about the value, but the slaves are used to being poor, so they care about it. They don't care so much that they don't care about it. If they care about it, don't they hold it nervously?"

Jia Lu rubbed her nose, who wants to keep her cold and hard in her arms all day long!

"Young lady, it's true. People have to tell the time according to this western watch. These days, the two girls Jiao Qian and Mo Ran often tell the time to the chiming clock outside."

No wonder I often see them around the clock, and I think they are curious because I have never seen it before.

As for what Cui Ge complained about, Jia Lu turned her head.

To talk about this, Jia Lu is still annoyed by the ancient time, Zi Chou Yinmao and so on, an hour is two hours, now it is 96 quarters, 15 minutes a quarter, that is, there are eight quarters of an hour in an hour, and there is no time at night. In this way, more and more will come.

Theoretically, Jia Lu can memorize it fluently. It is all the common sense of Chinese and literature in the college entrance examination, but if it is combined with modern time, Jia Lu will be confused, and she will have to think for a long time before she can react. For this, she specially I went to find Jia Jing’s father and asked for such a chime clock. Anyone who has seen the chime bell’s children’s shoes knows that the chime clock tells the time on the hour. Lu got it outside, and then found a pocket watch, and after wearing it for a few days, she felt panicked again.

A dead Taoist friend is not dead, and my sister is a young lady, and my sister is self-willed, so Jia Lu asked the maids around her to keep track of Western time, and report the modern time, although I feel a little sorry for them.

Jia Lu ignored the shame in her heart, got up and said, "Let's go, let's go to mother's place!"

Hearing this, Cuige followed, and Jiao Qian followed after a few orders. Tu Moran kept her eyes soft, and ordered someone to open the window to clean the room. Her tone was not as condescending as a high-ranking servant to a low-ranking servant. Come in The maids and maids who sweep the floor and clean the table are obviously more fond of this quiet Moran girl than the lively and arrogant Jiao Qian who is not like a slave.

Ning Mansion is not where she came from, at least before Cuige left, she could only stay at home peacefully.

She is not smart, straightforward, and doesn't please her master very much. Even so, she can firmly occupy the second-class maidservant's seat next to Jia Mu's gemstone class, and she has her uniqueness, just like now, compared to Jiao Qian The housekeeper's granddaughter, sister Cuige valued more, the girl who the master likes more, those poor maids who don't touch the master, they are more towards themselves, don't they?

As for those maidservants who surrounded Jiao Qian all day long, only they knew what they were thinking.

Jia Lu didn't know that she, who was usually too quiet and completely submerged in Jiao Qian's light, had such a small mind.What she's thinking now is how to get her mother's permission to go to Rong Mansion. I heard that Daiyu is ill again.