The events of Laba Festival passed so plainly. There was not a single ripple in Jiafu. Jia Huan is like a little cold cat forgotten in the corner. Jia Huan didn't care much about it. What I care about is Aunt Zhao, Mama Zhang, and Ruyi. I heard that Aunt Zhao made a fuss in front of Mrs. Wang. The result is, of course, a combination of eggs.

Jia Huan went to the study to read as usual every day. After school, he asked his uncle Zhao Guoji to take him to wander around the capital and observe to understand the customs of the Zhou Dynasty.

As long as you can keep up with your homework, you have a lot of free time at your disposal, and you don't have to be confined to your home.

Teaching schoolwork in the study of Jiafu is a man who has lived in the capital for a long time without a Chinese-style surname Lin. He is taught for one hour each morning and one hour in the afternoon. The textbooks are mainly Mengtong, and the ones that are read are "Mengtong Xun", "Three Character Classic", "Thousand Character Text", "Sound Rhythm Enlightenment", "Thousand Family Poems", "Ancient Text Analysis", "Prodigy Poems", "Pair of Classes", "Rhyme Poetry Training", "Xun Meng Pun Sentences", "Liweng Rhyme", "Zengguang Xianwen", and "Kindergarten Qionglin".

Jia Huan and Jia Cong are both studying "Zengguang Xianwen", and Jia Lan's progress is ahead of "Kindergarten Qionglin". After reading "Kindergarten Qionglin", even if you have completed all the enlightenment education, you can start to study the Four Books and Five Classics.

The older Jia Baoyu, Jia Yingchun, and Jia Tanchun have all been enlightened, and they have read some of the Four Books and Five Classics generally.

Jia Huan has been in class these days, and he has rarely seen Jia Baoyu's figure. Because Lin Daiyu came to Jiafu, Second Brother Bao was busy playing with Sister Lin and Sister Lin.

As for welcoming spring, exploring spring, and cherishing spring, they will not come to the study room for classes after this year. Jia Mu's original words are "recognize a few words". Approaching the Spring Festival, the four of them slacked off in their studies, which is understandable.

That afternoon, the sky was overcast and there was light snow. Beautifully carved window railings give the north wind a whistling sound. The cold air in the study was awe-inspiring.

After the two-hour homework in the afternoon, Jia Huan, Jia Cong, and Jia Lan saluted Lin Juren from the desk: "Mr. Xie teaches!" ”

Lin Juren was in his thirties, thin and tall, wearing a Confucian robe and a square scarf. He always had a stern expression. At this time, he said: "The new year is approaching, and today is the last lesson of the year. Go back and study your books. Classes will start on the 18th day of the first month of next year, and I will test your homework at that time. Dispersed. ”

sighed softly in his heart: Jia Huan and Jia Cong are both older than Jia Lan, but their academic progress is even worse than that of Jia Lan, who is 5 years old. He was just a teacher in Jiafu to make a living, and he couldn't stay for a few years. It is estimated that he can't see the talented and intelligent Jia Lankao.

"Congratulations, sir."

Lin Juren walked out of the study. A young man who had been waiting at the door hurriedly stepped forward and smiled and spoke. I vaguely heard that it seemed that Jia Zheng had set up a banquet and invited Lin Juren to drink.

Jia Huan, Jia Cong, and Jia Lan packed their schoolbags and left the study. The long entourage and scholars who were waiting outside all poured over.

Jia Huan is Zhao Guoji alone. Jia Cong, like Jia Huan, was accompanied by only a man in his twenties named Fugui. Jia Lan has two long-term followers and two little scholars. The leader is the son of Jia Lan's father, Jia Zhu's nursing mother, named Guishu.

The study is located in a courtyard outside the second gate of Jiafu. In fact, there is a corridor inside and the second door is connected. On weekdays, Sanchun and Baoyu both take this path. But Jia Huan, Jia Cong, and Jia Lan would rather go out from the main entrance of the study, and then go around to the hanging flower door closest to their respective residences. Because when they met the female relatives inside, the three of them basically had to salute, and they might not please them. It's troublesome.

"Third brother, Brother Lan, I'll go first." At the gate of the courtyard, Jia Cong said goodbye and went to the east. Jia Cong is Jia Yu's concubine, Jia Lian's younger brother, and he is younger than Jia Huan.

Rongguo Mansion covers an extremely large area. Jia Huan walked around outside Jiafu a few days ago, and also walked around Jiafu. It is estimated that it is nearly 100 acres. It's about the size of 10 standard football fields. It's a mansion.

The layout is divided into left, center, and right sides. The middle road is the gate, the outer instrument door, the south hall, the inner instrument door, and the Rongxi hall; The west road is the hanging flower door, the hall, the flower hall, the upper room of Jia's mother, the inverted hall, and the Fengjie courtyard; The east road is the Jia Amnesty Courtyard.

The study room is located in the middle of the road to the south of the hall level line. Not far away is Jia Zheng's outer study Mengpo Zhai. Jia Cong lives in the east. And Jia Huan and Jia Lan are both of Jia Zheng's family and live in the middle road. The three of them did not go the same way.

Jia Huan and Jia Lan walked towards the Hanging Flower Gate in the south with their long entourage and the scholar. The wind is cold, and the snow is flying.

Jia Lan is more than five years old, and he has a pretending to be a teenager and an old man. Wrapped in some dark blue cloaks, his face was filled with a smile after the school holiday, and said, "Third uncle, my mother asked me to ask you if you have finished reading the history book." If you read it, give it back to me. ”

The "History of the National Dynasty" in Jia Huan's hand was borrowed from Jia Lan. Jia Lan's mother, Li Kun, is the daughter of the former Guozi's priest wine, and Jia Lan's dead father, Jia Zhu, is only preparing to take the exam. There are history books in Jalan's house.

People who cherish books lend out books like their sons in someone else's house, and they want to get them back all the time, and they are accompanied by all kinds of worries.

Jia Huan understood this mood and immediately said, "I've finished reading it." I didn't bring it today, but I'll send it to your yard later. ”

Li Kun is worthy of being highly praised by Jiafu and is very good at being a person. He borrowed this book for half a month. If he wants to go back now, he won't have any dissatisfaction in his heart.

Jia Lan said happily: "Okay." Third uncle, I heard my mother say that this year, the housekeeper of the Zhen family in Jiangnan came to send off the New Year's Festival. Speaking of Zhen Baoyu, he made a poem that circulated in the Jiangnan area, and he was proud. At this year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, my great-grandmother may order us to write poems. ”

Jia Huan smiled. He didn't plan to show off in the study, and he didn't plan to show off in front of Jia Mu at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. Mengtong's schoolwork, even if it is ancient Chinese, how is it? There is a teacher who teaches by hand, and only needs to memorize and recite, how can it be difficult to get the former college entrance examination master?

Low-key, it is the best protective color at the moment.

Outside the South Hanging Flower Gate, the elders and the servants all stopped and handed the schoolbags to Jia Huan and Jia Lan. The two of them carried their schoolbags and gossiped into the second door.

The East Cross Courtyard where Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang live is located to the east of the east transept of Rongxi Hall. The small courtyard next to the east cross courtyard is Aunt Zhao's residence. The suite where Jia Huan lived was next to Aunt Zhao's courtyard.

The yard of Jia Lan and her mother Li Kun is not far from Jia Huan's residence, and it is biased towards Jia's mother on the west road.

Jia Huan said goodbye to Jia Lan at the intersection, and he wanted to go to Mrs. Wang's East Cross Courtyard first. Generally speaking, at this point in time, Aunt Zhao was waiting in front of Mrs. Wang of the East Cross Courtyard.

Xiao Jiahuan's habit is to go to Aunt Zhao after school in the afternoon, and play with the maids in Mrs. Wang's yard for a while.

Jia Huan didn't plan to change this habit suddenly. He went out with Zhao Guoji to walk around the capital a few days ago, which made Aunt Zhao suspicious. When I came to see him after dinner yesterday, I scolded him a few words: "Maggot heart and evil obstacles, where did you go to kick the nest?" No one was seen for a few days. ”

to the East Cross Courtyard. Because of the snow, the maids were playing, resting, and talking in the warm pavilion in the side hall, leaving only a little maid to watch the wind at the door.

Jia Huan walked into the warm pavilion familiarly, the warm breath came to his face, put the schoolbag on the stool on the side, and greeted the familiar maids Jin Chu'er, Caixia and others casually, "Didn't you two wait in front of your wife today?" ”

After all, he is from modern times, and he is an adult, he knows how to respect and tolerate, and his relationship with the maids is a few points better than that of Xiao Jiahuan.

Mrs. Wang's chief maid, Jin Chu'er, was squatting at the low table and throwing hubs with the little maid, looking up and smiling, "Caiyun and Yu Chu'er are here." Caixia and I went out to play for a while. "She is about eleven or twelve years old, with a big face, combed bangs, looks steady, and has been sophisticated.

Caixia walked over and handed Jia Huan a cup of hot tea. She was about the same age as Jin Chu'er, with a goose egg face, clear eyebrows, and said in a gentle and soft voice: "Third master, my aunt and grandmother made a mistake today and knelt inside for almost half an hour. Would you like to go in and ease your cheeks? ”

Jia Huan was stunned. He has been here for so many days, and he is not close to Aunt Zhao. But when I suddenly heard that she knelt for almost 1 hour, her mood was a little complicated. After thinking about it, he said, "Caixia, thank you." "Get up and go to the main room. Caixia suggested that most of the time there is a high probability of success.

After all, Aunt Zhao is Xiao Jiahuan's biological mother, if she knew that she was kneeling inside and didn't go in to plead, it really couldn't be said. No matter how brainless and deadly Aunt Zhao is, her love for Xiao Jiahuan has not been discounted in the slightest.

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In the east corridor of the east courtyard, there are three small main rooms. A kang table is set up horizontally on the kang in the main room, with books and tea sets on the table, and half-old blue satin backrests and pillows on the west side of the east wall. Mrs. Wang sat down on the west side and drank tea indifferently.

Aunt Zhou, Caiyun, Yu Chu'er, and a few maids and mothers-in-law were talking to Mrs. Wang on the side. But Aunt Zhao knelt on the ground dejectedly. A stark contrast.

It snowed on such a cold day and knelt on the ground for almost an hour. Jia Huan's heart suddenly swelled with a deep sympathy for Aunt Zhao. Two steps forward, with a "poof", he knelt beside his aunt, and kowtowed three times with "dong dong", "my son has seen my mother." Today, the study room starts to have annual leave, and I came to say hello to my mother. ”

That's right, Jia Huan called Mrs. Wang "mother" in etiquette, but called her biological mother Aunt Zhao "aunt". He can only call Aunt Zhao "Niang" behind people.

Don't think that Jia Huan is "cheap" and kneels and kowtows. In Jiafuli, the son greeted his mother, but he had to kneel on the ground and kowtow. The only difference is that there is no mat on the ground and whether the kowtow needs to be so forceful.

Jia Huan didn't think that he could get any preferential treatment in front of Mrs. Wang, and he did it in a proper manner. Before Xiao Jiahuan came to Mrs. Wang's place to play, he basically didn't go into the main room to ask Mrs. Wang for peace.

Mrs. Wang was wearing a plain dress, with kind eyebrows, and a middle-aged woman in her forties, well-maintained, with a string of exquisite sandalwood beads in her hand.

She was already thinking about getting Aunt Zhao up, and she knelt for half an hour, beating enough. Seeing Jia Huan's head knocking loudly, his heart was relieved, and he said lightly: "Brother Huan'er, get up!" Aunt Zhao, for the sake of Brother Huan'er, you should also get up. Don't do it again next time. ”

Aunt Zhao hurriedly thanked: "Mrs. Xie is gracious." Then he stood up again. It's just that I knelt for a little longer, my legs were sore, my body shook, and I almost fell. A few laughs rang out in the room at the right time.

Jia Huan supported Aunt Zhao's arm, and this laughter made him hear it a little harshly.

An imperceptible flash of happiness flashed in Mrs. Wang's eyes, and she said, "Aunt Zhao, go back and rest today." I don't need you to wait here. ”

Aunt Zhao said a few more words of "thanks", and then left with Jia Huan.

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Back in Aunt Zhao's small courtyard, Aunt Zhao's eyes were red, she sat on a chair with a green satin backrest and a mattress, and sighed and asked the maid Xiaoque to bring snake oil to treat bruises. Pull up the trouser legs, and the knees are already red and swollen from kneeling.

Jia Huan frowned and asked, "Mother, what's going on today?" How to set rules for Mrs. Wang? ”

Squatting at Aunt Zhao's feet, Xiao Que, who rubbed her knees with snake oil, glanced at Jia Huan in surprise. Jia Huan wanted to be called "Mrs.", and he was called "Mrs. Wang".

Aunt Zhao had red eyes and said indignantly: "What else can I do?" A few days ago, I had a quarrel with my wife because you didn't have Laba porridge, and my wife looked for me today and used me as a raft. ”

Jia Huan was a little silent. When he read Dream of Red Mansions, he didn't have a good impression of Aunt Zhao, the negative supporting role, and he also knew that she had always been dead, and she belonged to the type of person whose IQ needed to be recharged.

However, from Jia Huan's point of view, he was still a little touched by the mother's revenge for fighting for her son's treatment.

"Mother, have you considered leaving Jiafu?" Jia Huan asked seriously. Aunt Zhao didn't have a good time in Jiafu. If Aunt Zhao is willing, he can take her with him when he leaves Jiafu. can't take up the identity of someone else's son, but let her be lonely for the rest of her life.

Aunt Zhao punished Mrs. Wang for kneeling on the ground for nearly 1 hour on a snowy day like today, and the reason was just that Mrs. Wang was arguing in retaliation against Aunt Zhao. This made Jia Huan full of deep sympathy for Aunt Zhao's experience.