After the Yuan Concubine visited her, according to the original entry, the Jia family was basically fine. It would not take until February 22 of the next year that Jia Baoyu and his sisters moved into the Grand View Garden.

The Grand View Garden was locked up and idle, and the extravagance and decay of the aristocratic and bureaucratic class was their nature.

...

The summer is hot, with green grapes and banana leaves rising.

Long Aotian and Sun Fu moved their luggage into the room, and sent all kinds of local specialties from house to house. Even Aunt Zhao and Aunt Zhou were not short of them. Jia Cong came out of the east wing room, and Qingwen, Lin Hongyu, and Qiutong came back after delivering them, and they went to the steps at the door below the wing and chatted.

Qingwen pointed and said with a finger: "The Imperial Concubine visits her relatives. This is a rare thing that has been encountered in decades. Maybe it will be a century-long encounter. You are going south and staying and not returning. You can't catch up with this grand event. It's worth it! It's worth it!"

Jia Cong looked at Qingwen, who was already a graceful girl with her breasts getting bigger and bigger, she was slim in shape, fair skin and beautiful appearance. She said that Yuanchun would not be able to go home from now on, but the "monarchy's kindness" allowed the female family to go to the palace to take care of her on regular days every month.

Lin Hongyu said: "The Concubine gave the old lady gold, each jade Ruyi, a crutch of agarwood, a string of Canaan rosary beads, four pieces of wealth and honor, four pieces of long-lasting palace silk, four pieces of purple gold pen ingots, ten pieces of Ruyi ingots, ten pieces of auspiciousness, ten pieces of silver ingots, the eldest wife, the second wife reduced Ruyi, four kinds of beads, two pieces of beads, two pieces of imperial books, two pieces of gold and silver ingots, three girls, Baomei, and Miss Lin each have a new book, one square of Baoyan, two pairs of gold and silver ingots, the same as Bao Er'er's, Lan Ge'er's gold and silver collar, the same as Master Cong and Master Huan, one piece of gift, and a pair of gold and gold ingots..."

Qingwen looked at Lin Hongyu in shock: "She remembers so clearly! She deserves to be quick-talking."

Qiutong rolled her eyes and didn't say anything.

"Okay, okay." Jia Cong and Lin Hongyu were left, and Yi Ling Qingwen's slender waist, hugged her hands and said, "How many months have you not seen me? Do you miss me?"

"No..." Qingwen lowered her head, feeling her pretty face hot and her heart pounding. If it were in the past, she would not be touched.

In ancient times, when he was fourteen years old, he was a big girl and could get married. Jia Cong was eleven years old. In modern times, he was also in the fourth grade of elementary school and would fall in love, not to mention that in ancient times, early marriage and precocious maturity were generally common.

Jia Cong smelled the soapy smell of her hair bun, and his head was slightly raised, snatching Qingwen's lips, and his tongue stretched in. A strong fragrance of virginity was clear, tender, and smooth. Qingwen's tongue was shrinking and escaping, and she didn't know that she closed her eyes, and the Shui Xing's eyes were wide open.

Jia Cong said impatiently: "Can you close your eyes?"

"You...I...oh my God..." Qingwen closed her mouth and exclaimed, suddenly turned around, shook the curtain, and ran into the inner room.

"Isn't it just kissing? Is it necessary to make such a fuss?" Jia Cong curled his lips and entered the inner room. Qingwen sat on the edge of the bed and wiped her tears and cried, like an angry young wife. Jia Cong moved her shoulders, but she twisted unhappily.

"I have no name and no distinction, just like that, I will be laughed at!" Qingwen said with frowning.

It turned out that this idea was made, and Jia Cong hugged her from behind: "Next year I will pass the juren, so I will tell the master and the eldest wife that juren is not as good as scholars. There are hundreds of thousands of scholars in the world, but juren is difficult to choose. The government office also has to pay for juren to set up a archway and be qualified to participate in the election to be an official. At that time, they will not block my small request, right? I don't know if you have any intention. This time I went south, but I met a few good girls..."

Qingwen flattered her mouth and said, "Who is it?"

"Do you know the Yangzhou thin horse? It's cultivated as a child, every move, every frown and smile... That seductive person is not like you, a piece of carbon, a piece of dry firewood, a little fire, and a little fire, and it burns that bright... There is also a cousin from the eldest wife's family, but a typical Suzhou beauty..." Jia Cong said with a grudge and secretly observed Qingwen's face.

Before he could finish his words, Qingwen's eyes were full of tears and tears turned around and looked at him, "Isn't that bad about you? I'll just say something angry, you'll use others to anger me, you're going to drink wine? You guys, you guys, have a temperament..."

As he said that, tears couldn't stop falling. Jia Cong hugged her, patted her shoulder to comfort her, and said something about what Jiangnan saw and heard, what to do when Lin Ruhai was in funeral, how delicious the specialty was, what was the taste of boating, how did Suzhou celebrate the festival, and bought jewelry and rouge. Jia Cong was full of words and ran the train. Seeing Qingwen laughed, he was secretly proud.

Qingwen said to herself: "You see my thoughts clearly. Can't you see my thoughts clearly? I'm stupid..."

...

"Don't pay my respects to the master and the madam."

Jia Cong knelt down in the main hall of the East Road, thinking, "Even if you kneel down to the dead... It's not unfair..."

Jia She was indifferent to his nostrils, and with a "hmm" sound, he saw that his younger son had grown a lot taller and thinner. The hypocrisy of feudal parents who had not yet washed away, and the style of deprivation of human rights was not reflected.

His body is as fat as Mrs. Xing, but he is a perfect match. He has been overly indulging in lust for many years, so he has been in a state of discomfort recently and has given up halfway, which is quite unsatisfactory.

Therefore, people become lazy and have no interest.

In fact, at the Jia family, there is no need to pay tribute to you every day. Jia Mu and others do not allow their children and grandchildren to come every day. Jia Baoyu is spoiled, Lin Daiyu is weak and even more at will. She just needs to pay tribute to you when meeting elders. She has to give you tribute to you in small words and knows what is the same when seeing the small words.

Jia Cong looked at it and understood where Jia She was sick. His steps were weak, his breathing was rapid, and he was prone to restlessness. This was kidney deficiency!

Unfortunately, I am not as good as him in this era! However, there are many drugs in the room that enhances the room! Jia Cong turned his eyes and secretly thought about it.

The body is strong and healthy. She opens her mouth and looks like a noisy tone of a home-based woman: "You are eleven years old and not young anymore. When you go to Suzhou, you are taller. What about the Xing family?"

"Uncle, aunt, and sister Xing are all well and there is land at home. My son has been filial to some local specialties from Jiangnan. Will the master and wife enjoy it?" Jia Cong never mentioned his farm.

Mrs. Xing smacked her lips and said, "The pickled products are fine. They are the oranges from Jiangnan. They are not hidden in the ice cellar, so they will rot and taste so muddy. Well, you go down to prepare for the exam."

When Mrs. Xing heard that her parents were not crying for poverty, she was relieved. If she cried for poverty and asked her to help her, it would be so awkward and uncomfortable! She didn't want to give them a piece of money! It's not that the water splashed by her married daughter, I don't rely on you, so don't count on me!

Jia Cong and Jia Yingchun came out, and the brother and sister talked about something. Yingchun was talking about family affairs. Why did Jia Huan not obedient and did not improve his studies? Mrs. Wang was a little strict with Baoyu. Due to Jia Mu's doting, she did not dare to blame Baoyu too much, so Baoyu still failed to pass the scholar exam... and other family matters...

Jia Yingchun was going to Wang Xifeng's yard to sit, but Jia Cong shook his head and refused to go, living together in the same mansion, but his sister-in-law and brother-in-law were strangers. Jia Yingchun said gently: "I will not eat you when my brother and sister-in-law meet. Everything in the past is over. My sister-in-law is pregnant and will be your niece and nephew in the future. I really won't see you?"

Is Wang Xifeng pregnant?
Chapter completed!