Daiyu is also being attacked today [Red Mansion]

Daiyu is not used to being in close contact with strangers, but firstly, she doesn't know the identity of the woman in front of her, and secondly, she also knows that her family and Zhu's family are very good, so she didn't struggle, she just looked at Lin Ruhai as if asking for help. .

The mother-in-law was very knowledgeable, and when she sensed the little girl's resistance, she immediately distanced herself, lowered her hands and said in a respectful voice:

"The old slave is so happy, I hope the girl will not blame me. I came here today to express my apology to my mother. The girl has been in Beijing for a long time, but she didn't bother to visit her. The second is to send some things, no What money is it worth, just a fresh picture, if the girl likes it, I will send it. Third, I want to ask the girl when she will move to the Lin Mansion, the mistress and the grandmother at home are waiting to post a post for the girl."

After finishing a series of words in a steady manner, the mother-in-law was not even out of breath, and there was still a proper smile on the corner of her mouth.

Such a well-trained appearance reminded Daiyu of Nanny Yang beside her.

Jia's mother and Lin Ruhai looked at each other. The two of them had already seen the general identity of the mother-in-law, but she concealed her words very well, which showed that she did not intend to disclose her identity when she came here;

Looking at her attitude and words, it was mostly a show of goodwill, so no one mentioned it.

Lin Ruhai patted the little girl on the shoulder, and stepped forward to make a rescue: "Thank you for your hard work, the mistress, but there are too many things at home these days. When you are settled down, I will send greetings to the family."

The mother-in-law looked at the little girl with a smile, thinking that the master had arranged for her when she came, so it doesn't count if she got Lin Ruhai. After all, the saying that was widely circulated in Beijing back then still rings in my ears:

I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world, than listen to Hua Lang's mouth.

As an official censor, Lin Ruhai has long sleeves and is good at dancing, and he is impeccable in front of officials of high rank. He is the one who can chat with you about wine one day, and participate in your house raid the next day.

But he is born well and has an excellent temperament. If such a person who looks like a banished fairy stands in front of you, even if he deceives you, he won't be able to get angry.

Of course, this is what my master said.The mother-in-law secretly rolled her eyes. She didn't think those people whose homes were ransacked thought so too.

So even though Lin Ruhai said to send the greeting card, the mother-in-law still looked at Daiyu: "What do you think, girl?"

The other party was dressed luxuriously, with extraordinary momentum, and his posture was extremely low, so that the soft-hearted little girl didn't know how to refuse for a while, but when she realized it, she had already nodded her head.

The mother-in-law smiled more sincerely: "That's great, I'll go back and report to the mistress, and let her wait with peace of mind."

Before leaving, he took another meaningful look at the gift, and said to Daiyu: "The mistress specially asked about your preferences, and specially prepared it. I hope you will like it."

After seeing off her mother-in-law, Jia's mother said to Lin Ruhai with a strange expression, "Do you know her..."

Lin Ruhai nodded with hatred.

Instead, Mother Jia became strange: "Why do you..."

Lin Ruhai wiped his face: "I allow my son-in-law to explain this to you slowly in the future."

He is rushing to beat people now.

Zhu Zhengchu, who was holding the wine jar, sneezed loudly: "Who is talking about me?"

Only Jiamu and Daiyu were left in the room, and the light came in through the window screen. In the light and shade, the little girl's facial features were three-dimensional and exquisite.

Mother Jia lost her mind, and she sighed when she softly called "Grandmother".

After the age of ten, the little girl is going to grow up.

No wonder someone has been following her. Although I'm not sure, but judging by the woman's attire and speech, and the weight of the gifts she sent, it's definitely not an ordinary family of rich and powerful.

Is it easy to go to that kind of place and that kind of family?

Touching the Buddhist beads on her wrist, Jiamu's eyes jumped suddenly.

She thought of her eldest granddaughter Jia Yuanchun, that same evening, she knelt in front of her, her slender waist straightened, with a kind of heroism that would not yield.

She is a burning pomegranate flower, blatantly beautiful and full of ambition in her eyes.

Jia's mother originally thought that it was the Wang family who forced Yuan Chun into the palace, but she persuaded Yuan Chun earnestly, but nothing could persuade Yuan Chun's heart.

Only when she met her eyes did Mother Jia realize that she was doing useless work.

Yuan Chun is not simply ignorant, she is not forced to be helpless, she knows all the consequences and hardships involved, but she wants to fight for a future.

From the time the name was awarded to Yuanchun entering the palace, Jia's mother never said a word to her again.

The memories stopped, and Jia Mu's cloudy eyes regained clarity, and she met the little girl's worried face.

"Grandma, what's the matter with you?"

Mother Jia caressed her cheek: "Promise to grandma, no matter when, you will not wrong yourself to trade for status."

The little girl suddenly realized that Jia's mother was thinking of Yuanchun.

Daiyu's expression became serious, she thought that life was nothing more than a choice, Yuanchun wanted a higher status, wanted to give it a go, everything was fine until she did something outrageous.

She is just too lucky to have a father and a brother, so she can choose to live a free life.

But looking at Jia Mu who was a little lost, the little girl didn't say much, but nodded seriously, and held Jia Mu's hand.

"Okay, Yu'er agrees to grandma."

After dinner, Mother Jia was in low spirits. After listening to Daiyu read Buddhist scriptures for a while, she took a break. The little girl took the girls back to her yard, only to find that it was snowing again outside.

Fortunately, Shuangwan was careful, knowing that it was snowing from time to time these days, so she prepared her cloak early, and handed the glass ball lamp to Daiyu to hold it in her hand, wrapped her up like a ball, only showing her two eyes, and then gave up. way out.

Dai Yuqiu:?

Wrapped in a feather satin cloak and wearing sheepskin boots, Dai Yuqiu slipped all the way back to the yard with a small glass ball lamp in her pocket.

The winter days and nights were long, so Daiyu copied some Buddhist scriptures, thinking of giving them to Jia Mu to make her happy.

When she was studying and practicing calligraphy, she didn't like too many people guarding her, so she pointed to Shuang Wan to stay alone, and the rest of the girls left happily.

The little girl sighed, as expected, only Shuang Wan could bear to accompany her.

In fact, she was not at peace, thinking of the woman who appeared during the day, when she raised her eyes, she saw the pile of "worthless" valuable gifts from the other party.

"Shuang Wan." The little girl lowered her eyes and kept her hands slender, "Put those in the warehouse as well."

Shuang Wan responded, stepped forward to take a look, and showed embarrassment: "Girl, why don't you come and take a look."

Daiyu's brush paused, only when Shuangwan thought of Yuanyang's reply: "Don't read it."

Unexpectedly, Shuang Wan was particularly persistent: "Girl, just take a look."

Daiyu put down her pen, and she was also aroused by Shuang Wan's curiosity.

When I walked over to look, the box of agarwood with dark golden threads had already been opened, and all I could see were golden gold and silver jewels. Daiyu was a little surprised when she saw it in Jiamu's room earlier, but it was not because she was surprised by this extraordinary handwriting. but...

No matter how you look at it, Master Zhu doesn't look like a wealthy local rich man, why is his style so simple and rude?

But when she got closer, she understood Shuang Wan's persistence.

In the center is a golden abacus the size of a palm. The workmanship is extremely exquisite. Each abacus is independent of each other and moves up and down. There are also engraved words on the abacus. When you look at it with a magnifying glass, you can find that it is different. Auspicious words, the central idea is——

Wealth is abundant.

Shuang Wan was still amazed: "Girl, this abacus is exactly the same as the real thing! Isn't it amazing?"

Daiyu's brows twitched and twitched, great, not so great!

I want to know where this Zhu family's mistress found out about her preferences and sent a golden abacus over?

The author has something to say: Daiyu (▼へ▼メ): Zhu Ziqi, what did you tell people about me?

Zhu Ziqi: ???

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