Chapter 7 You have to be careful
Hearing Ping'er's words, Jia Huan's face looked a little ugly, but he nodded in the end.
He knew himself. Now he couldn't afford to offend several women in the Jia family, let alone the "Huanghuang" ethics?
Looking at Jia Huan's ugly face, Xiao Jixiang stopped laughing and stood quietly and honestly. Ping'er sighed slightly while combing her hair, "You seem to be sensible now, but you are still good. After all, you are also the master, aren't you? In the future, you will be well done when you pass the scholar and the juren, and after you pass the imperial examination and become the top scholar, you will go out to be an official, and Aunt Zhao will be better."
Jia Huan said with a frustration: "Sister Ping'er, do you think I can win the top scorer?"
Ping'er is still too kind after all, and she can't even tell a lie of kindness, so she can only say: "As long as you are motivated and study hard, our mansion can also arrange it... Well, okay! Huh? Why didn't you find out before that Brother Huan looks more energetic than Master Bao like this!"
Xiao Jixiang started to laugh again and said, "Otherwise, Caixia and Caiyun around his wife would not like the third master so much, and they don't like the second master Bao anymore, hehe!"
Xiao Jixiang's words can also be regarded as a puzzle when Jia Huan read the Red Chamber in his previous life.
Caixia and Caiyun are two close maids around Mrs. Wang, especially Caixia, who are highly valued by Mrs. Wang on weekdays, and are somewhat like the mandarin ducks around Mrs. Shi.
But such an important person likes Jia Huan, who is "despicable" instead of Jia Baoyu, who is "speech-like".
This is simply incredible.
You should know that in the book "The Red Chamber", compared with Jia Huan and Jia Baoyu, even if they are not stinky shit, their body is yellow and yellow.
Do Caixia and Caiyun like shit?
Of course it is impossible.
The only reasonable explanation is that Jia Huanchang is better than Jia Baoyu.
Caixia and Caiyun fell in love with his "stinky skin"...
"You little guy, you know what you like or not. You're a little bit too little, you can't say such words. Just take care of you!"
Ping'er first pointed Xiao Jixiang's forehead, and then said to Jia Huan: "Okay, change your clothes and go to pay tribute to the old lady, and there is also the master and wife. I'm still busy, so I won't take you to recognize the door anymore. Xiao Jixiang knows it."
Ignoring Xiao Jixiang who was cloudy and sunny aside, Jia Huan stood up, saluted Ping'er solemnly, and said sincerely: "Sister Ping'er, thank you."
He could feel that Ping'er said everything he said to him was good for him. Perhaps Ping'er was just kind by nature and was not targeted at him, but Jia Huan was still grateful, even grateful.
Maybe he had been used to seeing Jia Huan, a "little troublemaker", but when he suddenly came like this, Ping'er obviously felt a little uncomfortable.
Her pretty face turned red, she reached out and tapped Jia Huan's head. Ping'er smiled and said, "Don't worship like this again in the future, it makes people feel different from each other. Children's family..."
Jia Huan giggled foolishly.
"Home...wish...wish!"
On the side, Xiao Jixiang suddenly stretched out his voice and said this.
But he was shocked by Jia Huan and Ping'er, and then he watched Xiao Jixiang jump and giggle.
"Oh, I'm really crazy about your little hoof. Look at me, don't tear your mouth!"
Ping'er thought for a moment before remembering what Xiao Jixiang was saying. She immediately turned red with shame and annoyed eyes, and she chased Xiao Jixiang all over the room.
The quiet room was suddenly filled with silver bell-like laughter, screams and gentle yells.
Jia Huan hugged his hand in front of his chest, rubbed the bridge of his nose with one hand, and continued to giggle.
Ping'er is Wang Xifeng's accompanying girl, and Jia Lian's family. The meaning of a girl in the room is that when Wang Xifeng is unwell and cannot have sex with Jia Lian, she is over the girl in the room.
In short, Ping'er is also Jia Huan's sister-in-law...
Unfortunately, a flower was placed on cow dung.
"Brother Huan, what are you looking at? It's not a single hour before, and I'm still stingy?"
Ping'er suddenly turned around and raised her eyebrows and said angrily to Jia Huan.
"San Master, your eyes are so... slutty!"
Even Xiao Jixiang condemned him.
"Go away!"
Jia Huan was embarrassed and rushed to Xiao Jixiang to make a fuss. Of course he was embarrassed because he was thinking about a famous saying for all time.
It tastes better than dumplings, and it is more fun than sister-in-law...
Jia Huan explained seriously: "I'm thinking about going to pay tribute to the old lady for a while. What should I say? Sister Ping'er, how should I pay tribute? Just say hello or bow?"
"Puff!"
Hearing Jia Huan's words, Ping'er burst out laughing, gave him a blank look, and said, "What are you saying hello and bowing? Do you want your shame? Pay your respects to the old lady and the wife, you have to kneel down and kowtow honestly!"
Jia Huan's expression changed when he heard this and said uncomfortable: "You still have to kneel down and kowtow?"
Ping'er said strangely: "This is also a problem? Even the master and the master have to kneel down to pay their respects to the old lady. You can't kneel down? Our mansion is famous for being polite and filial. Brother Huan, you must keep it in mind. If there is a little trouble, it will make the old lady angry and even the master can't protect you. This is not a joke."
"Oh, so that's it, okay."
Although Jia Huan was still unhappy, his expression calmed down and said thankfully: "Thank you, Sister Ping'er, for your advice, Sister Ping'er, what other taboos do we have in our mansion? Please tell me. Otherwise, it would be bad if you make a taboo when you go to pay your respects to the old lady and her wife later."
Ping'er shook her head and smiled, "The old lady and the wife are both charitable people, so there is no taboo. But... If you meet Baoyu, you should show respect. Well, there is nothing more... Forget it, it's nothing. Let Xiao Jixiang change your clothes quickly, you can go quickly, it's not good to go too late."
After saying that, Ping'er smiled at Jia Huan, helped Xiao Jixiang to sort out the broken hair that had dispersed when he was playing, and then left slowly.
...
"San Master, really wear this?"
Xiao Jixiang looked at Jia Huandao wearing a green long gown with some concern.
Jia Huan said strangely: "Didn't you say this was what I wore when I was in school?"
Xiao Jixiang nodded, shook his head and said, "But..."
She was holding a very bright robe-like dress in her hand. Jia Huan didn't know what the name of this dress was, but it should be similar to the kind of dress worn by Jia Baoyu in the Red Chamber.
Two-color golden butterflies wear flowers, big red arrow sleeves, colorful silk, flowers, long palaces, and blue, covered with stones and green flowers, eight groups of Japanese satin coats...
Anyway, it's just a very luxurious and slutty dress.
But Jia Huan didn't like it very much. He felt it was too well-made, like a performer, so he would rather wear a blue long gown that looked very simple. He liked to wear a blue shirt in his previous life...
After putting on his clothes, Xiao Jixiang became a leader and led Jia Huan to walk left and right in this deep public gate courtyard.
Yuanyang was stunned when she heard this, then woke up and looked at Jia Huan repeatedly, saying, "San Master, please get up quickly, I can't stand this gift. The old lady doesn't look like her when she sees it. Third Master, please come in with me."
Jia Huan straightened his waist and followed him, smiling: "Sister Yuanyang serves his ancestors with all his heart every day, which can be regarded as filial piety on behalf of us children and grandchildren. How can we bear a mere tribute?"
When Yuanyang heard this, she turned slightly and looked at Jia Huan who nodded at her with a smile on his face again. She hesitated and whispered: "Third Master, the old lady and the wife are not very happy, you have to be careful."
Chapter completed!