Although the Xue family's entry into Beijing was several years faster than before, when their family came here now, the Jia Mansion still opened the door and welcomed the Xue family in.
As usual, the whole family went to meet the ancestors of the Jia family first.
When Xue Pan and his ancestors met here and were about to leave and go to where the male guests were, they were grabbed by the sleeves of the Jia family's grandmother.
"You kid, why did you go to those places in front?"
"You are still a half-year-old child yourself. Come and talk to your grandmother?"
Mai Fan suffocated, but he lost his smile, but he secretly rubbed his sleeves out of Jia Mu's hands: "How can this be done? Men and women are not allowed to sit at the same table at the age of seven. Boy, I'm almost here now."
When you turn thirteen, you will be old enough to tie your hair in two years."
"If you are still in the backyard, your reputation will not be good."
"If I bump into any of my sisters again, I'll be responsible even to death."
"I just ask my ancestors to love me and let me meet my uncle. I haven't seen my uncle since I came to the capital."
Mother Jia was stunned by what Mai Fan said, and then she laughed: "Okay, I know you are a follower of rules, but I didn't expect that these rules are no different from those of literati families.
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"That uncle of yours loves talent, so why not go ahead and hang out with these old men?"
"When it's time to eat, you have to sit at the same table with us, so you can't refuse anymore."
Mai Fan looked at his sister Xue Baochai and saw the longing look in her eyes. He only hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Now the old lady of the Jia family was satisfied and finally asked the maid to guide him. Who would have thought that the little girl next to Jia's mother had just opened the curtain outside the house, and a big red man rushed out wrapped in a gust of cold wind.
Come in.
Mai Fan quickly moved aside with his eyes and hands, and the two groups of people passed each other face to face.
When the seven or eight-year-old boy raised his head and looked at Mai Fan's face, he turned around as he was walking towards the house.
"Who is this brother? Why are you in my ancestor's room?"
"My brother looks really gorgeous and luxurious, but his demeanor is really noble!"
That's right, Mai Fan, who has properly controlled his weight, paid great attention to exercise, and has a lot of things in his mind, is no longer the original appearance of Xue Pan in the book.
He is neither obese nor reckless. Due to the combination of his calligraphy aura cultivated by years of studying and the bright and generous appearance unique to the Xue family, Xue Pan looks extremely good-looking today.
It was precisely because of Xue Pan's good looks that he fell in Jia Baoyu's eyes.
Fortunately, Jia Baoyu is not very old now. If an adult said this, he would be regarded as a slut and beaten to death in public.
Mai Fan feels that Jia Baoyu should be taught a lesson now.
So he stopped and answered Jia Baoyu's question very kindly: "You must be Baoyu, the brother of the Jia family. I just said goodbye to the ancestors of the Jia family and wanted to go to the front hall to meet my uncles."
"Since the Jia family's cousin is here now, why don't you follow me and meet people in front of you? Are you coming over to talk to the sisters?"
"Oh, your cousin from the Jia family doesn't know who I am, right? I'm Xue Pan. If you really think about it, I'm still your cousin."
After saying these words, Mai Fan didn't give Jia Baoyu a chance to react. He put his arms around Jia Baoyu's neck and pulled him out of the door as if he had known each other at first sight.
"Hey, hey, hey..." Jia Baoyu wanted to refuse, but was blocked by the curtain.
Mai Fan, who was two heads taller than Jia Baoyu, also took advantage of him, but after a while, he dragged him away without a trace.
Hearing a noise at the door, Jia Mu asked, "Who is here?"
The little girl sitting at the door reported the arrival very smartly: "Master Baoyu is here. He was very happy to see the young cousin of the Xue family, and the two of them went to the front hall where Mr. Jia was, talking and laughing."
After hearing this, Jia Mu smiled even more happily: "I just said that Baoyu should play with boys of his own age."
"You see how happy he is to see his brother from the Xue family. He is so happy that he is not even afraid of his father."
In fact, Jia Baoyu was scared to death, but the opponent's strength was so great that by the time he reacted, they had already been dragged to the door of the front hall.
At this time, the children of the Jia family, relatives from the side branches, and Qingke disciples who were raised by Jia Zheng were all drinking tea and chatting in the front hall.
The servant waiting outside saw from a distance that Master Baoyu was not lazy enough to follow him, so he hurried back to the hall to inform his master.
Jia Zheng was drinking a cup of tea. He paused when he heard the servant outside.
"Hey, you actually changed your temper today, and you know that you are studying and making progress?"
But the most valued staff member next to him said good things: "Master Jia has been smart since he was a child, and his knowledge of poetry and calligraphy is no worse than others. It's just that he is still young now. When he grows up, he will know the benefits of learning.
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Jia Zheng liked what he said. He looked a little kinder and waited for his son to enter the house.
Who would have thought that the person who came in first was Jia Baoyu, but it was a strange young man with outstanding grace and pure temperament.
Look at the indigo robe he is wearing. It is obviously made of gold and silver threads, but he wears it to give him a certain sense of style.
In such comparison, my son has become a common thing.
Jia Zheng squinted his eyes and asked, "Who is this?"
Before the servant could say anything, Mai Fan took a rough sweep of the people in the room and found Jia Zheng's location very accurately. Then he took two steps forward and made a standard scholar's courtesy towards Jia Zheng: "Late student"
Xue Pan, I have met my uncle!"
Jia Zheng was stunned at first by this greeting, and then he remembered that his sister-in-law and her children had also entered Jia's house today.
After thinking clearly about who the visitor was, Jia Zheng looked at the person with a critical eye.
Even though he was such a noble person, he really couldn't fault the young man in front of him in terms of his words and demeanor.
I heard that his sister-in-law, who was just a merchant, could actually teach such a good child...
Just as he was thinking about it, Jia Baoyu's dog who was standing outside the door came swishing in from the outside.
When he saw his father contemplating Xue Pan silently, he shrank his neck in fear... Compared with Mai Fan who stood in front of Jia Zheng and accepted Jia Zheng's scrutiny but remained calm-faced...
Jia Zheng's face turned black into ashes.
"What do you look like? Come here to greet your uncles!"
"Look at your cousin from the Xue family. He advances and retreats appropriately and has extraordinary bearing. Fortunately, you are still a son of the Duke of Guo!"
