This burst of crying completely relieved the depression in Baoyu's heart. Although he was still as useless as before, he no longer had a world-weary mood. Instead, he lived a fulfilling life every day, either inspecting shops and properties with Xia Jingui, or
He drank and read, and sometimes got together with Jia Lian and Liu Xianglian.
Xia Jingui was naturally very happy when he saw that he was woken up by the scolding. He became even more gentle towards him and often teased Jia Gui with Baoyu.
The Jia family was relieved, but a monk thousands of miles away screamed, jumped suddenly, fell to the ground, and then vomited blood, causing great damage to his Taoism.
They quickly counted their fingers and realized that their biggest purpose in this afterlife had failed. Shenying's waiter Jia Baoyu and the jade at the foot of Daqing Mountain would not be transformed by them in their lifetimes.
Needless to say, it must have been done by that saint.
They couldn't afford to fight, so they had no choice but to sigh and continue to stagger away.
But on this day, Baoyu went to drink with friends. Xia Jingui left Jia Gui in the care of Yuanyang, and he was concentrating on looking at the account book. Baochan came in, and after saluting, he reported softly: "Grandma, Cuilu's man
I came to report that Cuixi is pregnant, and I want you to give her a leave to let her rest for a few days."
Before Xia Jingui could speak, Mrs. Xia, who came to visit her daughter, said first: "Which family's slave has to rest as soon as she is pregnant? She doesn't have to work anymore, so what else is she used for?" She whispered angrily: "She
She still thought she was the spoiled and pampered deputy young lady back then, who could she show this to?"
Xia Jingui stopped Mrs. Xia's muttering and said: "Mother."
Then he said to Bao Chan: "Pregnancy is a big event, and our family does not treat servants harshly. Let her rest and wait until the first three months before she comes back to work. It's just that our family is not as good as before and cannot afford to support idle people.
Her three-month break will also temporarily stop the silver rice. When she comes back to work, I will give it to her."
Bao Chan agreed and went out to deliver the message.
Mrs. Xia couldn't help but said: "You are just too merciful. Why do you treat such an unruly girl so leniently? Don't you think about what she and her good master have done to you?"
Xia Jingui said calmly: "I promised my ancestors not to embarrass them. What I said must be fulfilled. Besides, Guier will need help from several companies in the future, and I will definitely not leave a bad reputation."
Hearing this, Mrs. Xia nodded thoughtfully.
However, Xia Jingui remembered something and said: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so it's time to send the annual calendar to Qingjietang. Well, we don't have much money in a year, so we can't skip this matter. It's better to get it done as soon as possible.
"After saying that, he called the little girl and asked her to talk to Bao Chan and make arrangements for him to go to Qingjie Hall tomorrow.
Mrs. Xia did not agree. According to her idea, just leave Shi Xiangyun there to fend for himself. Why should he give it a year? But Xia Jingui decided to do something, even when she was in the boudoir, she could not refute it.
I can only let her go.
Yuanyang took care of Jia Gui silently. Since Jia's mother passed away, she had nothing else but taking care of Jia Gui.
The next day, Xia Jingui took a car to the Qingjie Hall at the foot of the mountain. The old nun from the Qingjie Hall had received the news yesterday and had been waiting at the door early.
When Xia Jingui helped Baochan get out of the car, the old nun quickly came forward to say hello: "Grandma Jia, you are here."
Xia Jingui nodded calmly and motioned to Bao Chan to give the old nun the annual quota of fifteen taels of silver: "This is for next year. Please take good care of it."
The old nun hurriedly accepted it happily: "This Grandma Jia is really generous. She only gets fifteen taels of silver a year. If she saves a little, it will be enough to cover the expenses of her hall for a year. What's more, she still has some land in her hall. Those
The yield of the land is not low, as long as the three nuns work harder and work hard.
Oh, Mr. Shi needs to be more careful. Just do the work and don't let anything happen to her. After all, she is worth fifteen taels of silver a year.
Xia Jingui said to the old nun: "Our servant is entrusted to you. Her heart is not clean and she has been unable to calm down. Please pay more attention to discipline her."
The old nun was originally a farmer. Because her husband and son had died and she was getting older, she reported it to Li Zheng and converted her home into a church like this. She lived on a few acres of land at home. Later, two old widows from the village also came to live there.
, a few people make do with each other.
The old nun is a real person. Although he is a little powerful, he has a good mind. He just can't stand a person like Xiangyun who likes to do things. He just lives too comfortable and has nothing to do every day, so he thinks about things.
What to do? When you are so busy that you don’t even have time to sleep, and you don’t even have enough food to eat, see if you still have time to think about all these messy things.
So she quickly replied: "Don't worry, grandma, I will take care of it."
Xia Jingui warned: "Please take good care of her and don't embarrass her." He also said: "There is no need to be polite if she does what she should do. After all, she is just a servant of our family."
The old nun hurriedly smiled and said: "Grandma, don't worry, the old nun will take care of everything for you."
Xia Jingui nodded, glanced at the wall of Qingjie Hall, turned around and left without going in.
In the Qingjie Hall, Xiangyun was washing clothes. The pile of coarse clothes was rough to the touch and her hands were covered with calluses. Coupled with the freezing cold water in winter, her hands became frostbitten.
In the two years since he entered Qingjie Hall, Xiangyun has been tortured to the point where he has aged almost ten years: sleeping on a rough wooden bed, covered with a patched quilt, wearing a worn-out cotton-padded jacket, eating whole-grain pancakes, drinking wheat and corn porridge, and eating rice porridge every day.
I have to follow those vulgar women to wash clothes, plow the land, sow seeds, cook, clean the house, and do morning and evening classes.
But these are not what scares Xiangyun the most. She believes that Baoyu will definitely come to rescue her. However, these intensive labors and the days of not eating enough and sleeping have not only made her skin darker and rougher, but her hair has also become withered and yellow.
, even the waist and palms have become thicker. If this continues, when Baoyu comes, will she still be the same sister Yun he knew before?
Xiangyun was very scared. She wanted to change her physical condition, but without rose salt, she had to endure it even if she had apricot spot. What about skin care products such as hair oil and powder?
Can the old nun teach her a lesson with a straight face: "A widowed person should be pure and clean, and dress up in a fancy way. Are you looking for a man?"
Xiangyun gritted his teeth in hatred, but could not escape, so he had to endure it and wipe his face carefully with cold water and cucumber every day.
However, apricot moss caused the skin on her forehead and cheeks to peel off constantly, and she finally survived the spring. In June, Xiangyun’s most feared thing happened, and apricot moss left black marks on her face.
It left several spots on her face.
For this reason, Xiangyun cried all night. But later she had no time to cry anymore. The endless tasks made her as tired as a dog every day, and she had no time to think about things anymore.
Where has Xiangyun suffered like this in the past? When she first came here, she cried and went on a hunger strike, but the disgusting-looking old women remained calm and could just watch her die.
How could Xiangyun be willing to die?
In desperation, she had no choice but to start doing things. The old nun stipulated that if everyone did not finish their own things every day, there would be no food. Xiangyun was in pain, always thinking, how did she end up in this situation?
She is obviously the daughter of a wealthy family, so why does she have to do such menial work that only a lowly woman can do?
Xiangyun refused to accept her fate. Full of resentment, she cursed Xia Jingui and Sister Feng who sent her here over and over again: It's you, it must be you. You are jealous of me and don't want to see me good, so you tried every means to prevent your ancestors from letting go.
Help me and make me a widow and bullied by the Ye family!
The most hateful thing is that you still control my brother Ai and prevent him from being nice to me!
Xia Jingui, you are a chronically jealous business woman. You have no ability to win over Brother Ai's heart. Why are you jealous of my relationship with Brother Ai?
You wait, when Brother Ai's work is over, he will come to pick me up sooner or later. When the time comes, you will cry. Xiangyun washed his hands with resentment, and viciously nailed Sister Feng, Xia Jingui's villain in his heart
, my hands had to scrub and wash the clothes vigorously.