After hearing Wang Xifeng's words, Caixia's expression did not change. She just nodded slightly, then gave everyone a general blessing, and then stepped down.

It seems that no one cares much, obviously he has already understood or even got used to Caixia's personality.

Only Jia Huan was a little disappointed. He had never felt the feeling of being secretly loved by others and being secretly looked at by others from time to time.

Reborn in the Red Chamber, fake Jia Huan became real Jia Huan. I originally wanted to find a feeling in Caixia or Caiyun.

Who would have thought that if he didn't even have a bird, his imagination paused on him, or if his eyes looked at him with a meaningful look, nothing like this happened...

Strangely, didn’t Xiao Jixiang say that Caixia and Caiyun around his wife like him but not Jia Baoyu?

...

After Wang Xifeng and Caixia left, Xiren stared at Jia Baoyu gently. The second master of Jia had no choice but to say pitifully to Lin Daiyu: "My sister Lin, let's go too. The wife and the old lady must be anxious. We..."

Lin Daiyu may still remember the past, sneered, stood up and left without saying anything.

Jia Baoyu was stunned, but he was not angry. With Xiren's company, he followed him out and left.

Jia Xichun didn't say anything, and followed behind indifferently.

However, Jia Yingchun did not get up, looked down at Jia Huan who was leaning against her and giggling at her. A heartwarming smile appeared on her dignified and gentle face, which made Jia Huan feel once again what it feels like to be like spring breeze...

"Huaner, what are you uncomfortable with?"

Jia Yingchun gently stroked Jia Huan's hair and said carelessly.

Jia Huan shook his head vigorously and said, "Sister, I'm fine."

Jia Yingchun smiled and said, "I'm sorry, you are so a little bit old, you suffer such a sin... Do you want to have some snacks? My sister has the best peach pastry. I heard that it was a recipe from the palace. I made some of it in the house. I heard that the soup of the kneading is the peach juice squeezed from fresh peaches. It tastes very sweet. I just divided it a little bit. I didn't eat that portion, so why would you and my sister eat it?"

Jia Huan sucked his saliva, shook his head, and said, "Sister, I have grown up. I promised my mother that I will eat more and eat less snacks in the future until I am strong and can knock down a donkey!"

Hearing Jia Huan's bold statement, Jia Yingchun burst out with a "pop" laughing, and her face looked like an orchid. She gently tapped Jia Huan's forehead with her index finger and smiled: "Naughty!"

Jia Huan laughed and felt warm.

Some people say that old age is like new, but it is almost the same as before.

For Jia Huan, he and Jia Yingchun should not be considered a close friend, because when he was familiar with the Red Mansions in his previous life, he paid great attention to the character Jia Yingchun, and he was basically familiar with her personality.

She is a good person, a kind person, a simple person, and a harmless person to others.

Some people say she is dull, some say she is cowardly, and some say she is incompetent.

Jia Huan didn't deny it, but even so, whenever he saw the saying "The golden boudoir is full of willows, and it takes a year to go to the yellow millet", he felt so angry.

Is it a sin to have a dull personality, a cowardly temperament, and without profound abilities?

Because Jia She had a debt of 5,000 taels of silver, a kind girl like Jia Yingchun was forced to marry the wolf of Zhongshan by her biological father, and was then ravaged to death in just one year.

It makes people sad and heartbreaking.

Jia Huanchang wondered why he was so indignant at such a person who had nothing outstanding about it?

After thinking about it again and again, Jia Huan believed that he had found the answer.

Because Jia Yingchun is not just a simple concubine of a wealthy family, she symbolizes a huge crowd, that is, ordinary people.

For example, Jia Huan himself.

Everyone will feel unique in their hearts and hope to be unique.

But the facts are cruel. Jia Huan in his previous life could not deny that he, like most people, was not unique, and nothing special.

Like most people in society, he is an ordinary person and an ordinary ordinary person.

Just like Jia Yingchun in the Jia Mansion, there is nothing outstanding. He is not a hero or has no status.

Ideals and expectations are beautiful, but in reality, not everyone has the ability to stir up the social situation.

Perhaps you can be able to wield the world, give guidance, passionate words, and dung kings in the virtual world, but that is just a virtual, a virtual giant, a Q in the virtual era, which is sad.

But, do such a person have no right to survive?

Can such a person be betrayed at will?

Can such people be played with and ravaged to death by the power?

In his previous life, Jia Huan did not search through the web pages or found the answer, but only found the motto of "If you fall behind, you will be beaten."

However, in this world of Red Mansions, which is not known as a dream or a fantasy, Jia Huan swore that he must not be such a sad person. Even if he dies, he will not be played with by the "master".

...

"Little Jixiang..."

Jia Huan lay on the kang, leaning against a stack of brocade quilts, forming a very awkward angle between his neck, and his mouth made a naughty dandy voice.

“What are you doing?”

Xiao Jixiang responded in a muffled voice. Since she was called in by Jia Huan for more than an hour, she hated Jia Huan's voice.

Jia Huan said comfortably and said with a smile: "Come on, sing a little song for me, Master San!"

"Pooh!"

Xiao Jixiang spat and continued to whisper: "No."

"Then... Master San sings one for you?"

Jia Huan said with great interest.

Xiao Jixiang twitched the corner of his mouth without any instruction. He really couldn't take this changing Master Jia San, but as long as she didn't let her continue running errands without playing anymore, Xiao Jixiang nodded and said in a muffled voice: "Okay then."

Jia Huan sneered and said, "I'm still so forced? Hey, you third master, I used to be singing half of the sacred road, but it's hard to find an opponent in the whole rags. I'm willing to sing to you, this little hoof..."

At the end, perhaps because he was moved by his own humor, Jia Huan let out an arrogant laugh.

"Well... he is so comfortable, grandma! This feudal society is so happy!"

Not long after Jia Yingchun left, Jia Huan, who was originally full of ambition, became corrupt in this enjoyable life.

After greeting Xiao Jixiang and pouring tea and pounding her thin legs for a while, Jia Huan secretly sighed, no wonder he was an ordinary person in his previous life.

People say that we should set our goals forever, not always.

Jia Huan was very objective in positioning himself, and then he made it very simple and clear that he basically belonged to the latter.

When making plans and setting goals, you will be extremely passionate and have the courage to overcome obstacles and the fighting spirit of dying.

But when he really wanted to practice it down to earth, he immediately became timid...

When Jia Yingchun was here, he was still thinking in his heart how to exude the aura of kings and dominate the world and how to kill all directions to become kings and dominate? If he didn't become an emperor, he would be embarrassed to say time travel?

But when the gentle and beautiful sister left for less than half an hour, the passion had basically cooled down.

Jia Huan secretly reflected on himself. This was probably a bad habit developed in college in his previous life. If he did not die until the beginning, he would not look for the final exam immediately, and would not turn a book...

It needs to be changed!

"San Master, you are singing!"

Suddenly, a dissatisfied urge to hear in my ears.

Jia Huan slapped his forehead and continued to reflect. This was still a problem left by that year, and he was extremely inattentive...

"Sing, sing, just sing! It's like a ghost who is begging for life..."

Jia Huan was happy to tease Xiao Jixiang, and she felt very cute when she saw her bulging face.

Sure enough, Xiao Jixiang, who was tied with two buns, bulged his round face, his eyebrows were also frowned in a tangled manner, and his eyes were staring at Jia Huan with "deep bitterness and deep hatred".

Jia Huan laughed, rubbed her little bun, and said, "I will teach you how about our sports song tomorrow morning?"

“What is a sports song?”

After all, it was a child who was defeated by a name that might be very interesting. Xiao Jixiang blinked his big eyes and asked.

Jia Huan stood up, did a stretching exercise, and then sang: "Xiao Jixiang, come on, come on, do an exercise with the third master.

Three circles on the left and three circles on the right, twisting your neck, twisting your butt and twisting your hips.

Go to bed early and get up early, let’s do exercise…”

"Hehe, hehe, hehe, hahahaha..."

Seeing Jia Huan's sudden singing and dancing movements, his expression went from surprise to fear to overwhelming joy, Xiao Jixiang gave the quickest laugh in his life.

Even though Jia Huan stopped twisting his butt and glared at her with a dark face, Xiao Jixiang was still laughing to death, and she was laughing to tears.

In the end, Xiao Jixiang didn't even have the strength to stand. He fell on the kang and couldn't laugh anymore. He could only thrust one by one...

It was so terrifying. If an outsider came in and saw this scene at this time, he still didn't know what would have been wrong with Jia Huan's Xiao Jixiang.

...

"Okay, yes, that's it! Continue..."

"Tok your hands, shake your feet,

I am more beautiful if I take a deep breath and learn from the third master to sing and dance!

Smiling, smiling, being polite and being happy is easy.
To be continued...