The Rebirth of Daiyu in the Red Chamber

Lin Daiyu was struggling in the dream, half awake, still immersed in the emptiness and sadness throbbing in the dream, and before regaining consciousness, she heard intricate footsteps and voices in the corridor outside the house.The noise made her temples throbbing, her mind went blank, and she couldn't even remember Jinxi, Hexi, and who she was.

She only heard the whispers of people walking hurriedly outside the door, she was not clear of her mind, and only heard vague words like "Master, Mrs. Mrs., ancestral hall".

For a moment, Lin Daiyu felt her body was nailed to the bed, she couldn't move a bit, she was in a daze for a while, she half understood the words outside, what uncle?Mrs. and Mrs.Where is she?who is she?

After a while, there were still people passing by outside the door, saying "Yangzhou Salt Class, Lin's family, Tanhua...", Lin Daiyu was disturbed and disturbed, and when she heard these words, her heart throbbed suddenly.

Yangzhou salt class?Exploring flowers?Daddy!

Such a familiar vocabulary, I seem to have heard it somewhere... Lin Daiyu suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, completely awake.

Isn't she already... dead?where is this

Lin Daiyu lifted the water-green brocade quilt embroidered with pictures of four seasons and a hundred brocades on her body. She opened the curtain and was about to put on her embroidered shoes and get out of bed. She found that her embroidered shoes were only as small as a palm, and the bed was extraordinarily tall. She looked at herself again. It turns out that the body is not the size of the bed, but the body has become smaller.

Lin Daiyu didn't have time to think about it, she put on her clothes in a hurry, casually pulled her hair down and went out of the inner room, opened the door regardless of the screams of the girls outside, and ran out.

Running along the direction of the small ancestral hall that the maids said, Lin Daiyu didn't care about why she appeared in Yangzhou more than ten years ago after her fascination dissipated, and her mind was only thinking about what the maids said just now.

"The coffin of the uncle in the small ancestral hall moved!"

The garden of Lin's mansion is not small, and Lin Daiyu, who is so small, didn't know where she got the strength to run to the small ancestral hall, and the maids on the way called her, ignoring her.

Lin Hai is from Gusu, and his ancestral hall is in Gusu. He usually does not return to important matters, but now he has only set up a small ancestral hall in Yangzhou Linfu to enshrine his family. Last night, Lin Hai's youngest son died and died next to the small ancestral hall. in the side room.

The Lin family has never had many children, and Lin Hai has only one son and one daughter at an early age. The youngest son seeks medical treatment and medicine every year, but he still does not keep it. The pain in his heart is evident.Last night he spent a sleepless night in grief, and this morning when it was almost dawn, he heard a servant report that there was movement in the small ancestral hall, Lin Hai's heart was agitated, and he rushed over immediately.Jia Min loves his son eagerly and needs to come and see her. Lin Hai has no choice but to take her with him.

Before Lin Hai and his wife reached the door of the side room, they heard the slight knocking sound of "Keng Keng" inside. After entering the room, they saw a few servants hiding far away in the corner, with pale faces and daring not to move. The knocking sound came from inside the coffin.

A young servant boldly came up and said, "Master, you can't stay for a long time seeing the blue sky and white sun. Do you want to invite the master from the Taoist temple to come and see..."

Lin Hai spat at him, his face darkened with anger, and he hurriedly walked to the small coffin to remove the lid of the coffin, saying, "Stupid, how can ghosts and gods be trusted? If the old man is overwhelmed, I won't let you go." !" Although he is a literati, he still has a lot of strength, but the nanmu coffin is so heavy that he couldn't push it open for a while.Seeing this, Jia Min rushed to push it with Lin Hai, and the Lin family's servants also came to help, and finally pushed the lid of the coffin away.

Inside the small coffin, Lin Qiong, the uncle of the Lin family who had already died, was lying sideways on his back, his face as big as a palm was pale, and when the coffin lid was opened, he struggled to stretch out his head and open his mouth to breathe, which showed that he was suffocated by the airtight coffin.

Regardless of the ambiguity here, Jia Min hugged Lin Qiong in his arms and cried, "My son!"

Lin Hai also had tiger eyes filled with tears.

When Lin Daiyu ran all the way over, what she saw was a circle of pale-faced people standing beside the small coffin. Lin Hai was putting his hands into the coffin that opened the lid, and carried out a man less than three feet tall. For the boy, her mother was weeping and sobbing, calling "Qiong'er" again and again.

"Father, mother, brother!" Lin Daiyu's eyes were sore, and the eyes burst out violently, and she rushed over quickly.

Seeing Daiyu, Lin Hai hurriedly touched her with one free hand, "Yu'er is good, Daddy will take your younger brother out first."

Jia Min stroked her body and wanted to hug Lin Daiyu, but Lin Daiyu struggled, "Mom, brother is important, Yu'er will go by herself."

Jia Min wiped away tears, "Good boy." He still picked her up and ordered his family to go to Xinglin Medical Center to invite Dr. Zhang Xuzhi, who is good at children's diseases, and the family of four walked back to the main room.

Lin Daiyu nestled in Jia Min's arms, feeling happy and rejoicing for a while, thinking for a while, sad and resentful for a while, it's really complicated and difficult to distinguish.After thinking like this for a while, he looked up again to look at his parents and younger brother.

Jia Min looked exactly as she remembered him. His father looked much younger than she had seen at that time, and his younger brother was still weak and pitiful.What shocked Lin Daiyu the most was that half of her father's hair was missing, the front half of his head was shaved, and the back hair was braided into a waist-length black braid, which looked very strange, and so did the younger brother Lin Qiong.

In this way, Lin Hai and Lin Qiong's hair seems to be the custom of the dynasty.

Perhaps Lin Daiyu had been watching for a long time, but Lin Qiong, who was lying quietly in Lin Hai's arms, seemed to be aware of it, and turned her head to meet Lin Daiyu's gaze.

The two siblings looked at each other for a while, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Qiong's mouth.Lin Daiyu was dumbfounded, and then smiled at him with her lips pursed.

The two siblings had the same blood in their bodies. When Lin Daiyu saw Lin Qiong's smile, she felt a strange feeling, and the resonance of blood made her feel a little excited.

Although I don't know where this is, it is a great blessing that my younger brother is still here, as are my parents, Lin Daiyu thought.

Lin Daiyu's face was as pale and weak as Lin Qiong's, and she supported her spirit precariously. Lin Haijiamin felt sorry for her, so she asked the nanny to carry her back to the house, and let the doctor see it later. The husband and wife guarded Lin Qiong every step of the way.Lin Daiyu hadn't seen her parents for many years, and she wanted to leave, but her four-year-old child couldn't be convincing, so she had to let her nurse take her away.

Not long after Lin Daiyu returned to her room, Dr. Zhang from Xinglin Medical Center came to see her pulse and prescribed a prescription. She drank the medicine after the maid made it up, and then she went to sleep with her mouth.

At that time, Lin Daiyu was four years old, and the four maidservants in her room were Chunjing, Chunyu, Chunhan, and Chunliu. After tidying up for her, they were supposed to take care of her in the back room, but Lin Daiyu urged her repeatedly, so she had to go to the outer room to guard up.

Lin Daiyu was still in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the Grand View Garden one moment ago, saying her last words to sister-in-law Zhu and Zijuan, and the next moment she returned to her childhood home in a daze.

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies?Butterfly dream Zhuang Zhou?

Lin Daiyu was touched by the thoughts of her previous life, she couldn't lie down anymore, she rolled over and got out of bed, and turned around in the inner room with a pair of butterfly and flower silk shoes.

Her house was furnished by her parents. It has both the delicate beauty of her mother and the elegant and scholarly fragrance of her father.

I saw that the room was furnished with huanghuali wood furniture, and the inner and outer rooms were separated by a large folding screen with huanghuali carved and embroidered pictures of beauties, and the maids were guarding the outer room.

At the entrance, there is a babu bed surrounded by huanghuali and begonia flowers, hung with curtains embroidered with delicate flowers, plants, fish and insects, a pair of small plum blossom-style lacquered tables beside the bed, and chairs on both sides; There is a large cabinet on the roof and a three-legged incense burner with peacock blue glaze engraved with unicorn patterns darkly on a low table in the corner, and green smoke is curling up.

Facing the window in the south is a bright translucent curtain embroidered with a hundred butterflies picking flowers. Under the window is a royal concubine couch with auspicious patterns and a pair of autumn-colored pillows on it; There are a few lotus flowers exuding a faint fragrance.

Among the several calligraphy and paintings on the north wall, the one in the middle is the most powerful and magnificent. It says, "It's meaningless and secluded, and you are alone like a group. Always look deep, and always be pure." It was Lin Hai's admonition to his daughter. teach.

Next to it was a large writing desk, on which were several precious inkstones, brush holders filled with brushes that looked like forests, and on the desk was a stack of rough-edged paper, on which were imitated Yan Qingchen's big characters, because it was a beginner, although it was clean and tidy, the writing power was still lacking; There are two large porcelain vats on the left side of the desk, inside which are rolls of calligraphy paper and scrolls.On the right side of the desk, there is a brocade casket and a bookshelf. The bookshelf is half the size of the brocade casket. On the brocade casket, there are bronze tripods with animal faces from the Shang Dynasty, a small bell with golden cloud patterns, and a long letter from the Han Dynasty. Palace lanterns, secret-colored porcelain swan brush washers, eight-curved hibiscus white jade cups, a small Western and ivory carved object, etc.; a large gold-plated copper inlaid jasper embossed clock is placed on the ground next to the ten-brocade tree, and it is ticking away at this time. Books ranging from the Four Books and Five Classics to the geography and anecdotes in the anecdote, it is a female precept that no daughter in the boudoir reads.Lin Daiyu is only four years old, so how can she use so many books, paper and pens? It is only because of Lin Hai's loving heart that she has such ample supplies.

Lin Daiyu lived in this bedroom until she was six years old, and more often she lived in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the Grand View Garden. But when she dreamed back at midnight, she missed her former residence in Yangzhou, and often woke up with wet pillows and swollen eye sockets.She is an orphan girl with a wandering life experience, she has no parents, no brothers, and she lives under the fence, so what can she do if she cries?At that time, I really couldn't find out and couldn't think about it, and it was so strange that I tortured myself to death in the end.Presumably, after she left, everyone in the Jia family would be able to spit and say, "You deserve it!"

She really complied with her phrase "the flower falls and the person dies without knowing".

Lin Daiyu thought to herself, if her parents knew that she didn't cherish her body, they would feel so sad.

The Jia family...the grandmother she most admired and respected Ru Ai finally disregarded her father's entrustment to ignore her, and Baoyu, whom she had become a bosom friend, finally violated her oath... Lin Daiyu felt a resentment rushing into her head from her heart and lungs at this point, and she hurriedly read a few words A scripture verse suppressed that resentment.

In the end, she ended up miserable, Lin Daiyu felt that she should blame no one but herself for being dull, falling into a magic barrier, unable to understand the world.After crying for a lifetime and watching with cold eyes for a lifetime, this time I will have a long memory.

Anyway, she will never cry for Baoyu again in her life.