The clever maid of the red mansion

Every year when the plum blossoms bloom in the twelfth lunar month, it is the fragrance that blows through the bones.

In Liu'er's life, until now, two major events, one is marriage, and the other is Master Dong's death, both of which are inseparable from Meihua.

I met Feng Ziying in Huifang Garden, and since then I have been involved continuously, and there have been many grievances and entanglements later.What is even more memorable is naturally the first time in this life that she experienced the death of a close relative, and it was her own handling of the funeral.

That kind of grief and helplessness, the feeling of sorrow and sorrow in the heart but you have to force your face to deal with common things, is more piercing than the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, and more heart-warming than the dark fragrance of plum blossoms.

Therefore, seeing the plum blossoms in the twelfth lunar month every year, Liu Er no longer likes to admire the pure and innocent little girl, and has a different vicissitudes of life.

Last year, because she was pregnant, Feng Ziying helped take care of all the matters of worshiping Master Dong, and it was also the cemetery in the west of the city that Feng Sanye went to in person.

This year is different, the three households are separated from each other, and it is necessary to build another ancestral hall, which is in a separate courtyard on the west side of the mansion, and it is very solemn.In addition to the ancestors of Feng's family, there is another small Buddhist hall in the courtyard, and the memorial tablet of Master Dong is placed in it, which is called the spiritual tablet of Dong Shihuijun, the adoptive mother.During the holidays, there are sacrifices in the morning and evening.

And on big occasions such as Qingming, Zhongyuan and death days, you still have to go to Master Dong's tomb in the west of the city to pay homage to Haosheng.

On the anniversary of his death this year, when Mr. Feng was taking a rest, the husband and wife had to ride in the car together, bring joss sticks, paper horses, various kinds of fruits, etc., and go to the west of the city to pay their respects.

This time when Liu'er came to pay homage, it was different from the previous years when she was alone and looked at herself with pity.I am reliable all my life, and my marriage is happy; my husband is capable, and I am happy to have a son.What more can a woman ask for in her lifetime.So Yang's Liu'er was filled with emotion.

Seeing that Liu'er was in a different mood, Feng Ziying stretched out her big palm from the cloak, and gently held Liu'er's hand, "If you really can't make it through, I will go to Gusu to inquire carefully in the new year, Dong Master, I think he is not an unknown person, he should be an excellent interviewer, if there is anything to do with his heart, he can naturally make up for it."

Liu'er was wearing a dark blue Fu letter large python satin cloak, and the white fox fur at the neckline was very neat. Against the unpainted melon seeds and jade face, she was even more pretty. The jewelry on her head was also silver inlaid with pearls, which looked pure and dignified.Hearing this, she raised her eyes, her gaze was a little dazed, and said for a while, "That's not necessary. When the godmother was dying, she had already said that in her life, she will be clean and clean, and she will never have anything to do with others. She doesn't owe anyone anything. People owe her what others owe her. This kind of isolation must have broken my heart. If I have the heart, I will let my children remember her, let her have knowledge in the world, and have some incense and sacrifices. Why call those A person who is sorry for her hurts her and benefits because of her. I believe in cause and effect, and I am more willing to end this cause and effect. It is already for the sake of Master Dong's last words not to embarrass those individuals. Do something superfluous, repay grievances with virtue, how can you repay virtue? I don’t want to.”

This temper is worthy of his own wife, Feng Sanye bent his lips and smiled, but felt in his heart that it was necessary to inquire about the truth, the daughter-in-law's feelings for Master Dong were extraordinary, and he didn't want to cause changes because of it .Now his daughter-in-law is not an ordinary boudoir girl, since she has her own teacher, and such a famous teacher, maybe one day, someone with a heart will follow the clues, and it is unknown if she finds her head from some clues.

At that time, who knows how many troubles can arise. Feng Sanye has always disliked things like being passive and being caught off guard. It's really not a good experience. He hated it when he was young.

This time Liu'er went to pay homage, which was different from the other times. Not to mention the good things, the rituals were all good. I couldn't sleep for the past two days. I remembered all the past with Master Dong, and wrote a memorial.The night before the arrival, I embroidered on the scale with a calm mind, expressing my feelings and mood.

"Weijia is in the twelfth lunar month, the day when plums and snow compete for spring. The daughter of Yang's Liuer, I would like to take one jade plum, three cups of thin wine, and a seven-inch size to chat in memory of her kindness. I am thinking about my daughter's death. So far, there are six out of ten. Contains. Yu lost his father when he was young, and his loving mother passed away when he was four years old. His stepmother Jia Zhi, who was six years old, has been displaced since then. The slander, then embraces the disease of the terminal. Xiaohui cooks in the fire, and the young life will not last forever. Self-storage bitterness, who will pity the premature death? Ten fingers are slender, dare to praise the skill of the needle, but you can't save Qingqing's life. People are clever, eyes are beautiful and brows are clear , but in the end, the concubine's fate is unlucky. However, God has the virtue of being good at life, and there is another twist in the world. Dare to realize it, be cautious in every step, and always introspect. Ask your heart to settle your ambitions, and live your life without changing your end. However, things in the world are changing, and before they are established, they will end up in other places. Fortunately, I listened to the training and enlightened me to be stupid and humble. It took me only three years to serve the quilt, pillow and brush. It is strange. Recalling the past of my mother, gold and jade are not worthy of its quality, and ice and snow are not enough to describe its cleanliness. Zhong Ling is beautiful, and her lonely beauty will be admired by herself. The daughter Su admires her mother's wisdom, and she can't see it without a glimpse. She is fierce every day , The foolish servant is not close. Every night is sad and coughing, and the years are suffering. The same people who have fallen in the end of the world, after all, they are destined to meet. Fortunately, I have pity and pity for the stupid. Re-hang the needle of Qixi Festival, and paint the lotus on the blue waves. Then twist the colorful The thread is knotted in the night of darkness. In the morning, we inherit the teachings of the court, and in the evening, we make paintings; we read the scriptures every day, and walk on the authentic works at night. Since then, the birds have shed their feathers and dust, and the mediocre people have more skills. You can hunt for food in life, and you can also die Protect her life. The daughter's life is bad, and the mother is ashamed that she can't protect her, and finally separates. When the daughter escapes from prison, the mother has no worries. But the sky is jealous of the beauty, and the son wants to support him, but he will not wait for him. The winter moon is fragrant, and the mother finally ascends to Xiantai. Daughter The strength is meager, and I can't mourn the mother's death. Qu's mother is here. The mother was born in the south, but buried in Sri Lanka. Sad! Fortunately, I have a good son-in-law, and my mother's name will be restored. There is a son, and the incense is sacrificed. .Although the relationship in the world is shallow, but deep thoughts. The future is long, and the mother's earnest teachings dare not be forgotten. The voice and appearance are still there, just like yesterday and the past. Alas! The soul is back, let's eat!"

After reading it, he burned it as a sacrifice, and his heavy shirt was wet with tears.

Feng Ziying led the servants to renovate the cemetery, and worshiped with Liu'er according to the rules, and now they are standing by the forest.The servants and women were also sent to the car by Liu Er, so that they could speak their minds.

Feng Sanye followed with one hand stroking and comforting, a little irritable mount, while paying attention to Liu Er's movement, watching her sacrifice, he was a little too sad.The paper ashes blown by the new wind were flying, and the cold air was overwhelming, so I had to step forward to support him, "I know the heart, come back, if you are sick from the cold, the ancestors will know it, and you don't feel at ease." Taking out a towel in one hand, gently Wipe away the tears for her.

But that sad mood can't be reversed with just a few words, Liu'er was still in a depressed mood until she got in the car.Even after the carriage had gone for less than a quarter of an hour, she felt uncomfortable and vomited, which really shocked Feng Ziying.

Holding Liu'er in one hand, he took out the gargling bowl in the car with the other to catch her vomit.But in the morning Liu'er only drank half a bowl of porridge, and she was in a bad mood for the past two days.So he just vomited some acid water, his face became pale, and his mood became more and more pitiful.

Feng Sanye saw that it was not good, so he simply didn't go back to the house, and ordered to go directly to the nearest Tianqi Temple.He also told the boy who followed first to rush to the night, "Go, tell Wang Laodao to wait quickly, and say that Madam is not feeling well, and ask him to take a pulse, and quickly clean up the thief's den where he entertains guests." Ben Xiao promised to hit the horse and hurried away without mentioning it.

Here Liu'er's situation is getting worse, her eyes are half closed, drowsy, but she suppressed a forced smile to comfort her husband, "I'm fine, I think it's the twelfth lunar month recently, and my diet is not very good. It’s not good, just go back and rest for a while.” After only a few words, the nausea in the stomach surged up again, and it was inevitable to retch again.

Because when he left the mansion, Feng Sanye only let his mount follow him, and he and Liu Er rode in the car together.So the maids and women all sat in the car behind, not daring to stand in front of them.Now there are only a couple in the car, Mr. Feng is a young man, how could he expect so much.

If Nanny Li was in front of her at this time, she might not have thought about it.

Sure enough, he arrived at Tianqi Temple in a short while.Everything has been arranged properly, and the winter is approaching, and there are few people offering incense.Feng Sanye wrapped Liu'er in a big cloak and carried him all the way into the nearest meditation room. Wang Yitie still has good eyesight for this.The really troubled Feng Sanye became angry, but he was the one who suffered.

After taking the pulse, Erqing changed his hand. After a while, Wang Laodao smiled happily, stood up and bowed, "Congratulations to the third master, Madam, this is a happy pulse. It's just full term, so it doesn't show much. But the old man said goodbye. , I still have some patience, haha."

Third Master Feng didn’t really believe it, “Old man, you should coax Master, my wife was pregnant before, but she didn’t feel so uncomfortable, it’s okay. Why is it so abnormal this time? Let me tell you, if you deceive Master for two money, you will have trouble later. You are good to eat!"

"Hey, monks don't tell lies. How can Xiaodao let Xiaodao lie about the important matter of human life. Don't the third master know Xiaodao's ability? It's true. Xiaodao dares to bet on the signboard outside the temple!"

"Hey, the signboard is the least valuable thing in your land! Let's just trust you." For a while, Mr. Feng was in a state of extreme conflict.What I like is that I'm going to have a baby again, what's cold is that it's very uncomfortable, so toss, what can I do?

"Well... don't worry about the third master, there are some symptoms like this. Generally speaking, if the young master goes well in the first season, if it is not safe this time, the possibility that the wife is pregnant with a female son is very likely. Big." Generally speaking, there are quite a few situations like this, and the old man wanted to comfort Mr. Feng to some extent, since there is already a boy in the family, so it is not enough to be hated if he is a girl.

"By your auspicious words, if it's a daughter, it will benefit you in the future. If it's a son, just wait until you lose your money!" Mr. Feng really wants a daughter now, and it would be good to have a son and a daughter.

Besides, it would be great to have a girl who can accompany her mother and help discipline her younger siblings.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng took his comforting words seriously. He choked for a moment, regretted not falling, and wanted to slap himself and tell you to owe him!Say something bad.

Mr. Feng is no worse than those careless men, he will definitely remember what he said is good for you.On the contrary, if he doesn't agree with him, he won't forget to be rude to you.

But things in this world are certain!Wang Yitie tried to make it up, scratching his head and looking for excuses, just trying to get the best of both worlds.Mr. Feng couldn't bear to talk to him anymore, so he hurried back to the mansion with his wife in his arms. There is a genius doctor at home. Liu'er is not sick. Do you need to post a Mongolian doctor's ink with Wang Yi!This miscellaneous hair can only harm people, and that bit of ability has always been hidden.

Quickly kick it after using it, which is the portrayal of Feng Sanye at this time.

Liu'er was in a daze, and knew what had happened, she just ignored it, she felt nauseous as soon as she opened her mouth, she might as well hold up the corpse, at least she will be able to live well when she returns home.

But when I thought about it again, I was more happy in my heart.Sitting in the carriage and leaning against Feng Ziying's arms, he didn't feel too bumpy.There were small charcoal stoves at the four corners of the carriage to keep warm, and Feng Ziying fed him two mouthfuls of warm water, which made him feel much better for a while.

However, there is a question that still needs to be asked, and he whispered, "Didn't you say that you will wait until the tiger's head is two years old before having a child? What's going on?"

In their family, Mr. Feng has always been in charge of major matters. For such important matters as having children, it is naturally Mr. Feng who decides. This is in Mr. Feng's heart, but it is the top priority.

Feng Ziying was a little embarrassed, and coughed twice to hide her discomfort, "Mistakes, mistakes, who never stumbles. But it's a good thing to think about it. While the old man is in our house, I can just recuperate your body and protect you. It's safe and well." All the time he was thinking that if the tiger's head was bigger, Liu'er would have to be more energetic before the next one, so on the bed, he was the one who took the lead in contraception.

Of course, such important matters as contraception are also Feng Sanye's decision... Occasionally, when he fails to control it, naturally it is when he stumbles. There are really not many times. What a coincidence?Sure enough, it's a fluke!

Liu'er couldn't bear it anymore, "He stumbled, at most he fell over. It's good for you, if you fall out of a child, you can really do it, whoever pats his chest guarantees it will work!"

"Your husband is not a god, but he is a god. There are times when he is knocked into the dust. It's normal, normal. So what, lady, what do you want to eat, I'll tell them to advance..."

Vomit~!

"Come on, drink some more water, slow down, the big thing about eating..."

"To shut up!"

A carriage that doesn't look very gorgeous but has a solid skeleton, surrounded by entourage, bustled away and drowned the world.