As the most noble person in the Jia family, the shock caused by Jia Mu's crying exceeded Jia Huan's imagination.

He didn't see Yuanyang going out to give instructions, but soon all the leading figures in the Jia family rushed over.

The first thing I arrived was Wang Xifeng, whom I met Jia Huan in a hurry in the morning.

"Oh, what's wrong? Ancestor, today is a good day, you can't be sad."

Before Wang Xifeng arrived, she greeted her first. The old mothers and maids behind her stayed outside the door to wait. After she opened the curtain and walked in, she looked at Jia Mu who was still holding Jia Baoyu and crying, and then looked at Mrs. Wang who was comforting her.

While stroking Jia Mu's back, Mrs. Wang shook her head slightly at Wang Xifeng that nothing was wrong, and then glanced at Jia Huan, the culprit who was pretending to be innocent.

Seeing this, Wang Xifeng frowned slightly and felt disgusted. The trace of love he liked when he first met in the morning was instantly annihilated.

There are hundreds of people in the Jia Mansion, and there are countless things to be handled by her in a day.

But now, because of Jia Huan, she had to leave a lot of things and run to comfort Jia Mu.

It's really a hell that she can like Jia Huan.

"Old lady, if someone is angry with you, just beat the board and clean up. It's just a cat or a dog. What's the point?

When you, Mr. Feng, crying like this, will bring blessings to the yard. It is naturally good for us to be with our ancestors to be involved in some blessings, but those who are poor in fortune will not have the fate? If you do not have too much, you should consider it pitiful and pity them and don’t let them bear it.

The ancestors were almost collecting it. I was dealing with matters in the little caravan behind me, and when I got the news, I rushed to it. The master and the master in front seemed to have received the letter, and were rushing here.

Third brother, I just said that you can't get on the table like a chicken all day long. Even if you make a fuss in the past, you were just hanging with me and your brothers. This time you fell ill and forgot everything about the past. I just thought you were sensible. Who knew that it was getting more and more annoying, how could you dare to act wildly in front of the old lady?

You wait, wait for the eldest and second masters to come over and see if they reveal your skin!”

Right, this is the true nature of Feng Lazi.

I said it quickly and quickly, but I was still very clear and clever.

Seeing her coaxing the old lady with a smile on her face, she turned her head and changed her face. She scolded Jia Huan sternly, and her eyes seemed to be inflamed.

"Sister Feng, you are wronged!"

Sitting on the right side of Jia Mu and having been wiping Jia Mu's tears with a handkerchief, Lin Daiyu suddenly turned her head and spoke.

Jia Huan didn't care about Lin Daiyu's defense for him, but her whole body trembled due to her voice.

This tremor was not caused by the coldness that caused goose bumps, but was a mysterious and mysterious tremor that almost originated from the soul.

Lin Daiyu's voice is very unique, very crisp, and looks like a child's voice, but it naturally contains a kind of coquettishness rooted in a woman's nature.

This kind of sweetness is not a deliberate coquettishness. For example, Lin Xling's coquettishness makes people feel that it is waving...

Lin Daiyu's coquettishness is the coquettishness contained in the essence of her clean voice, which is charming but not greasy, making people intoxicated but without distractions.

The most important thing is that this kind of sweetness will never make people feel disgusted, even the most hypocritical moral gentleman will not.

Jia Huan looked at Lin Daiyu with a dazed look until she touched her gaze.

There are dots of stars, and Lin Daiyu's eyes always seem to contain a scoop of clear water, which can soak people's hearts and hearts.

Like the moonlight that is about to rise and disappear in the early morning, it is cold, lonely, and has a little fragrance...

Jia Huan found that he was a little nervous and hurriedly squeezed out a smile, but found that he had already turned his head away.

Are you arrogant?

However, seeing that she was too lazy to even pay attention to Wang Xifeng's inquiring eyes, and ignored the expression of the fat little boy opposite, Jia Huan felt relieved.

This little witch is charming and natural in her pure temperament, and has a strong capital. It is indeed quite good.

Cut! Isn’t it just a teenage girl movie?

Jia Huan said in a little sour manner, but then smiled.

This feeling is like the experience of sitting in an unremarkable corner when he was studying in his previous life, and from time to time he felt when he was sitting in an unwilling corner.

The class flowers sitting in that place...

Wang Xifeng is worthy of being a versatile person. She coaxed Jia Mu to tears with a few jokes.

However, before Jia Huan could get off, there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside the house.

There were countless maids standing outside the door, and they were all praying for blessings and greetings, making a mess.

After the curtain was lifted, several men walked in.

Although I have outlined the image of a man in the Jia family countless times in my mind, there is no one I can match at this moment.

It's true that they all look very good and look good.

The middle-aged and elderly comrades in the head are probably Jia She, who is the highest in the Duke of Rongguo’s mansion, and has the highest age and title.

In the Red Chamber, this person is described as an old and slutty image, which is disgusting. However, what Jia Huan saw at this moment, this person's appearance can be described as being upright and burly.

It seems that he is already in the age of knowing destiny, and his facial features are upright, and his beards are handled very neatly, adding three points of majesty.

He has a man-in-law hat on his head and a purple brocade robe. He is luxurious and elegant.

The one who followed was probably his father Jia Zheng, who was even more like a middle-aged handsome uncle.

He has a handsome appearance and a gentle temperament. He is full of literary style in a moon-white brocade robe.

Next is a young man, who should be Jia Lian, the oldest and most well-born prince in Rongguo Mansion, and he is also a handsome and elegant expression.

At this moment, the three of them were all solemn. Jia She, the middle-aged and elderly man in the lead, walked up and knelt down. He then stood up before Jia Mu could answer, ignoring Wang Xifeng, who brought Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu to salute him. He looked at Jia Mu and said with concern: "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Although Jia Mu had stopped talking, she was still sad and seemed to be unable to even speak. She raised her hand sadly and pointed to Jia Huan standing below.

Jia She followed Jia Mu's hand and looked at Jia Huan, her brows frowned and her eyes were sharp.

It was just because Jia Huan's father was here, so he was not convenient to teach him a lesson directly.

Sure enough, before he could say anything, Jia Zheng, who was following him, stepped forward step forward, pointed at Jia Huan angrily, and shouted: "You are a villain, you are lawless. Say! What kind of traitorous bastard did you do to make your ancestors so angry? If you can't explain anything today, I will kill you, the disobedient beast with your own cane."

The atmosphere was so suppressed that it was frozen. Jia Huan looked at the handsome uncle in front of him with innocent eyes, then at the unspeakable Mu Jia and Mrs. Wang who had nothing to do with him. He also glanced at Jia Baoyu, who was scared to death, and finally looked at Wang Xifeng, who was smiling and whispering to Lin Daiyu.

"Bang!"

Maybe he thought he was so annoying that he looked around, so Jia Zheng was so angry that he slapped a loud slap in the face.

Jia Huan, who was completely unprepared, fell to the ground immediately. This time he was sure that he had really seen the legendary golden light.

Jia Huan wiped the corner of his mouth a little bit, looked down and found a touch of bright redness.

His mind was buzzing, and his first reaction was: Fuck, dare to hit me?!

However, the idea of ​​counterattack that had just arisen in my mind was automatically extinguished before it even took shape. It was not that he cared about filial piety first, but that he had no impression of this cheapness. It was because the arm as thin as a stinger in front of him told him that he might not be able to fight...

Since he can't do it now, it's important to hold up his tail and seek work first. Jia Huan stood up with a dizzy face, tidied up his clothes, looked up at Jia Zheng, and asked in an innocent tone: "Who are you?"

"Wow!"

Everyone was surprised, even Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and others were a little unbelievable. They knew that Jia Huan had lost his soul and forgot about the past.

But how could a person not even know his own son? Such a traitor!

Jia She, Jia Zheng and others were even more disbelief.

Jia Zheng was so angry that his whole body swayed. The feeling that had just risen in his heart was completely lost. His face turned red. He pointed at Jia Huan with a trembling hand and said, "Okay, okay, okay! I, Jia Zheng, gave birth to such an unrespectful beast, and even his biological father didn't recognize him. Today I must kill you, otherwise what kind of face I will be born in this world. Come on, come on, invite me to the family law!"

Judging from his appearance, Jia Zheng was so angry that there were figures behind the curtains. I wonder if he was really going to ask for family law.

Generally speaking, the so-called family law is either a ruler or a wooden stick. It is set up by the elders of the family and can be used to teach unworthy children in the family a lesson.

Jia Huan naturally had no interest in seeing the Jia family's family rules. Jia Zheng could even beat Jia Baoyu halfway to death, let alone his concubine's son.

Jia Baoyu was protected by Mu Jia and Mrs. Wang, but Jia Huan looked at the female wealthy people above and seemed to be not interested in explaining it to him, so Jia Huan had to defend himself.

"Sir, do you have any misunderstandings?"

Jia Huan's eyes were clear. Although he was just a seven-year-old boy, he could do it without being humble or arrogant.

But his words almost made Jia Zheng faint, and his handsome face twisted into purple and black. Judging from the situation, he really didn't know that Jia Huan had "soul-leaving syndrome".

Maybe she didn't want Jia Zheng to be angry to death, or she didn't want someone to "look at her as a mistress" afterwards, after all, she knew the whole story.

Mrs. Wang, who was beside her, finally spoke quietly: "Master, Huan'er doesn't just ignore you. Since he woke up last night, he has suffered from Soul-Leaving Disease, and no one can recognize him."

"scare?!"

Jia Zheng, Jia She and Jia Lian all looked at Jia Huan with an innocent and innocent look in amazement, full of doubts.

The fat little Jia Baoyu, who was standing next to the soft couch, may have loved reading leisure books in his life, so he suddenly looked at Jia Huan with his eyes lit up.

Soul-leaving syndrome?
Chapter completed!