Oh my god, it turns out the marriage was fake.
Jia Yue was furious. She had put in so much effort to keep the news from her family from being passed on to her mother so that her sister could become sister-in-law!
As a result, she puffed up her face and wanted to quarrel with Sister Lin, but her sister acted like she was coaxing a child. Jia Yue got so angry that she stomped her feet and turned away.
Lin Daiyu was amused by her cousin's appearance and hurriedly caught up with her.
The two sisters, one snorted angrily, and the other followed behind and acted humble, "Good sister, I was wrong, there will never be a second time, don't you like the sachets I made? Can I make three for you?" The sachets made by Sister Lin are always unique, like paintings with special artistic conception. Jia Yue likes them very much. She wanted to agree in a cowardly way, but her sister smiled, as if she was sure that she would agree.
Oh my, you still treat her as a child?
This was the first time in her life that her mother punished her by sending her to the ancestral hall. Humph, she wanted to be sent away with just three sachets?
dream!
“That year, we wrote a total of twelve chrysanthemum poems.”
This time her mother was really angry with her.
Jia Yue suddenly remembered the delighted look on her mother's face when she received the manuscript. "Why don't you make a set of twelve small screens for the bed with the twelve chrysanthemum poems, and the sachets... I only want two."
She almost said she didn't want the sachet anymore.
It’s a pity that I couldn’t bear to do it.
Changed three to two.
But compared with a sachet and twelve kang screens with poems and paintings, the latter is definitely ten times more difficult to make!
How could Lin Daiyu dare to accept this job? If she really accepted it, she would have to bury herself in the embroidery room for the next two years.
"Sister Lin, this is my first time entering the ancestral hall."
Seeing her like that, Jia Yue quickly put on a crying face for her again, "I was sent to prison by my mother. When have you ever seen my mother punish me? If it weren't for you..."
How long did her mother keep talking about why she called him sister first? Jia Yue was convinced.
"My mother likes chrysanthemum poems. This time, she came back from the hot spring village early because of you."
Lin Daiyu: “…”
So it was all her fault? Oh my god, twelve kang screens...
She finally stopped laughing and gritted her teeth, "You embroider the chrysanthemums on the kang screen, and I'll take care of the rest."
Jia Yue: “…”
Although the gentlemen all said that she was very talented in painting, the kang screen needed to be embroidered!
"I can only embroider six chrysanthemums for you on the kang screen."
Jia Yue bargained.
She still has a lot of homework.
Even when she was accompanying her mother at the hot spring resort, she would write several large characters every day.
"Good sister, forget about the sachet!"
Lin Daiyu made a crying face to her little cousin, "Otherwise, my hand will be crippled."
“…”
Jia Yue looked at her sister's hands, which were as white as jade, and felt a little distressed. She couldn't bear to see the needle holes on them.
When she first learned embroidery, she poked several needle holes on her hands. Her sisters felt sorry for her and secretly helped her embroider and helped her cheat. Later, they were all punished by the teacher.
"Make a sachet for me. Also, I will help you find a way to deal with the chrysanthemums on your three kang screens."
Sister Qingwen from Xifu embroiders beautiful things no matter what she embroiders.
If that didn't work, she would paint it for her according to the mood of the poem.
"Good sister, please help me think of four kang screens!"
Lin Daiyu looks pitiful.
Jia Yue is a straightforward child. What she can't stand the most is her sisters playing pity on her. "Alright!"
There was nothing she could do, since she was the elder sister. The two sisters reached an agreement and happily held hands again.
Shen Ning, who had a headache, was enjoying the breeze in Tianxiang Tower. Seeing them talking and laughing all the way from afar made her headache even worse.
She didn't know how to raise Jia Yue.
I always feel that this child is very easy to coax.
No matter which sister called her, she would go there happily.
Alas~
Forget it, let Lin Ruhai and Jia Min worry about the cancellation of the engagement themselves!
Who made them give birth to a daughter who is so opinionated and courageous?
Of course, while passing the buck, Shen Ning couldn't help but suspect that there was something wrong with her education. She thought carefully about Lin Daiyu in the Red Mansion, and after a while, she patted her head and finally picked herself out of it.
Because Daiyu in the Red Mansion is also a bold, careful and daring girl.
When everyone was talking about a perfect match, she fed Baoyu wine in public at the Lantern Festival family dinner to declare her sovereignty.
Thinking of this, Shen Ning stroked her chest. Fortunately, it was none of her business.
Neither Lin Ruhai nor Jia Min could say that she had taught their daughter bad things.
Humph~ If Lin Ruhai dares to shirk responsibility, she will settle the health conditions of both the Lin and Jia families with her.
In this life, he was lucky and had a wife, children and a daughter, all thanks to her.
Shen Ning prepared herself mentally, and when she was about to go downstairs, Baoyu arrived.
"Aunt~"
He drank a little and his face turned slightly red. "If you want to come back, tell your nephew and he will pick you up!"
This time, it was he who persuaded his aunt-in-law to go to the hot spring resort and personally sent her there.
"Pick me up?"
Shen Ning's eyes were complicated, "Baoyu, tell me honestly, are you hiding something from your aunt?"
Uh~ Baoyu's heart suddenly beat fast, "Aunt, nephew is wrong, nephew..."
He didn't know what to say.
Whenever Lin Daiyu asked him for help, he could never bear to refuse.
Besides, my aunt was indeed ill during that time. "Don't be angry. I will take responsibility for the cancellation of the engagement between Sister Lin and me. I will never let Sister's reputation be tarnished."
He is a man, it's okay for him to take more responsibility if anything happens.
"...You are all grown up now and have your own ideas about what you want to do. I have nothing to be angry about."
On the contrary, she felt vaguely relieved.
Shen Ning said: “However, you should think about how to tell the old lady about the cancellation of the engagement!”
The old lady is old after all.
In the Red Mansion, she died around this time or two.
"The old lady is old, no matter what you do, you have to take it slow."
"……yes!"
This is also what Baoyu worries about.
He had thought about it at first.
He and Lin Daiyu are cousins and their relationship is too close, so breaking off the engagement is a good thing in the eyes of his aunt.
But the old lady...
When the old lady knew that he was engaged to Lin Daiyu, she was so happy.
Baoyu felt a little uncomfortable. If they were not so closely related, he would really...
"My nephew will speak gently to the old lady."
He helped Shen Ning downstairs, “Big brother will help when the time comes.”
When I asked my eldest brother to help propose marriage, he also hesitated.
He taught at the clan school, but he also often paid attention to the teaching plans of the girls' school.
When the girls' school taught "Zuo Zhuan" and "Tang Law·Shuyi·Huinlu", he also read them, and also allowed everyone to speak freely in the clan school.
It was only after he explained the reason that the eldest brother agreed to help.
"Just be aware of what's going on, brothers."
Thinking of the old lady, Shen Ning felt that it was indeed difficult for her to intervene.
If things go wrong, the old lady might even think that she is hindering Baoyu and the second wife's future.
"The old lady loves your fourth aunt. If she really wants to cancel the engagement, it might be better to let your fourth aunt come forward and talk about the difficulties she had in trying to have a child." (End of this chapter)
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