Aunt Zhao's happy life

Seeing Jia Zheng's dejected look, Mrs. Shi knew that she was angry with Jia Amnesty, because she spat: "The one who doesn't make progress, I hope that his father will die soon and the seat will be passed to him! Let's see if he can sit still." !"

Jia Zheng comforted, "Now is not the time to be idle. It's serious when we set the date and arrange the carriages and horses."

Mrs. Shi said: "Look at the Hungry Ghost Festival. Every year on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, they will hold a funeral ceremony. We have to prepare for our sudden visit to them."

Jia Zheng nodded, and then went around to send word to make arrangements.

On the [-]th of July, all the men, women and children of the Rongguo Mansion went out. This was a rare opportunity for several years, and the ladies and ladies could finally go out to get some fresh air.

Mrs. Shi couldn't be happy, she leaned on her daughter Jia Min's shoulder and kept wiping her tears in the sedan chair.Jia Min comforted her with kind words, but she was also heartbroken.

But the girls, servants and servants were talking and laughing along the way like a festival, happily.People onlookers along the road lined up in two long lines, and the street vendors did not dare to make a sound.

When he arrived at Qingxu Temple, Jia Min suffered from heatstroke. Before entering the door, he began to vomit, and then became feverish. He had to lie down in another small room, which made Mrs. Shi even more restless.

Taoist Zhang welcomed the crowd to the Taoist temple, and said again and again: "It is said that I ward off disasters and evil spirits for the Duke of the country. Why is the Duke of the country sick, but the path is still fine! Now I really want to suffer for the Duke of the country !"

Mrs. Shi said with red eyes: "Master's situation must have been told to you by Zheng'er. If it is God's will, no one can do anything about it. You can only talk to the best of human beings! I also ask Taoist Zhang to work harder and pray for the master's blessing and disaster relief!"

Taoist Zhang led his disciples to perform deeds, and Mrs. Shi led the female relatives to pray for blessings.

Seeing Rui'er sweating beside Mrs. Shi, Jia Zheng hooked his fingers at her. Rui'er looked around. Mrs. Wang also went to rest because she was pregnant and couldn't stand the scorching heat.Rui'er sneaked up to Jia Zheng, "What's the matter?" Jia Zheng said, "Let's make a wish together!"

Ruier said: "Now we all have to work together to pray for the master's safety, don't think about anything else."

Jia Zheng said, "That's natural, but I still have one wish. Come on, let's kneel down together!"

The two knelt side by side on the futon, and Jia Zheng said in a low voice: "I would like to stay with Zhao Rui'er forever!" After hearing this, Rui'er silently made a wish, but she didn't make a sound.

Jia Zheng asked, "What are you talking about?" Rui'er said, "It's enough for the gods to know, and I can't tell you!"

Jia Zheng asked, "Is it possible that you haven't mentioned our matter?"

Rui'er smiled slyly, and slipped back to Mrs. Shi's side.

When she came back at night, Mrs. Shi also had bouts of nausea and some symptoms of heatstroke.

Jia Daishan woke up from his lethargy, and blamed: "Why bother to torment those useless ones, isn't it enough for me to be ill alone? I have to torment you to be sick too!"

Mrs. Shi took her husband's hand: "I have never been afraid of anything in my life, but now I am really, very afraid. I am afraid that you will suddenly disappear. How can I have the courage to live on in the future!"

Panting heavily, Jia Daishan smiled with difficulty: "Don't be afraid, I will watch you every day in the sky, and bless you with a long life."

Mrs. Shi said: "A woman without a husband, what happiness is there in living a long life! Think about it, you have never treated me badly in the past few decades, and I still count on the children to grow up, and we will enjoy happiness. You can't Leave me alone and go first! I'm really afraid that I won't be able to hold on, so a bowl of medicine is up to you!"

Jia Daishan coughed: "Don't say stupid things, how can Madam Madam have the right to commit suicide? The fortune tellers say that you are a person of great fortune, and you have to live a good life so that I can rest in peace. Besides, I haven't reached that point yet, how can you Wouldn’t it make me discouraged? I’m going to live for another ten years!”

Everyone could see that Jia Daishan was holding his last breath.

Everyone in the mansion was in a panic, and Jia Zhengyi was puzzled and took him to feed medicine, scrub, and chat with his father. He didn't go back at night, and fell asleep on the small couch in Rongqing Hall.Mrs. Wang's body became heavier and heavier. Jia Zheng took Rui'er to Rongqing Hall to do odd jobs. Of course, this was also Mrs. Shi's intention.

In order to make Jia Zheng squint for a while, Rui'er often stayed up all night, sitting up and taking a nap at most.

Jia Daishan had reached the point where he couldn't control his excretion, and he often made the bed dirty and miserable.As the Duke of the state, his self-esteem has been severely damaged, and he is unwilling to let others help.Mrs. Shi often handled it herself, and Jia Zheng would be scolded by his father whenever he approached.

But Rui'er faced the danger of being scolded and beaten, and stepped forward to replace Mrs. Shi every time, not only cleaned up the filth, but also scrubbed the master carefully and massaged his acupoints, without any sign of disgust.For any medicine that has never been taken before, Rui'er always tries it by herself first.

In the scorching hot weather, Jia Daishan just cried out for the cold and trembled, the doors and windows were closed, and several quilts were tightly wrapped.Rui'er always took the trouble to close doors and windows, feed medicine, and sweep.But Jia Daishan would suddenly get hot again, like a ball of fire, and Rui'er had to rush to dissipate the heat for him.

During the long summer, Rui'er was on call day and night, her eyes were darkened, her face was thin, she was shaking when she walked, but she refused to rest for a moment.Jia Zheng looked very distressed, and Ruier said: "Since you said that I belong to you, your father is my father. I can't do filial piety for my parents, so let them be my parents! A little bit of filial piety is my blessing!"

Naturally, Jia Daishan also saw it. Between illness and coma, he repeatedly said to his wife: "After all, you have the right vision. Zhao Ruier is a loyal girl. Usually, I blame her! You want her As an aunt, then listen to you, she will treat Zheng'er like this in the future!"

With Jia Daishan's affirmation, Jia Zheng doesn't have to be shy about Rui'er any more. The woman he loves the most is also liked by his parents. What could be more gratifying than this?

Summer passed, autumn in the capital was so short, and soon it was cold and windy, and Jia Daishan came to an end.

He firmly held Mrs. Shi's hand: "Wanqing, I haven't called your name for many years...I...I'm leaving...Don't cry, don't cry...Min'er's marriage...You have to take care of it... ...Grandson, grandson...named Jia Zhu, if...if it's a girl, look at..."

Mrs. Shi choked up and couldn't speak, Jia Daishan coughed with his neck stuck: "Wanqing... marrying you is... I am blessed... I..."

Before finishing a sentence, he swallowed his breath and closed his eyes heavily...

Grandpa Guo passed away, Jia's house had a great funeral, and the city was shaken. Rongning and Ningfu were so busy that they greeted and sent them off, and they were busy until winter.

Jia Amnesty had no choice but to marry a concubine and raise an opera troupe in a fair manner, so he had to swear at home.

Mrs. Shi dismissed most of the Liyuan disciples, and put away all the colorful furnishings in the room.

Jia Zheng always burst into tears when no one was around.

Sitting blankly alone in the study, I always burst into tears.

In the past, his father eagerly expected him to become a useful person and put all his hopes on him, but he has not achieved anything so far.Even if it was pretending at the beginning, he should have pretended to please his father!

Jia Zheng, who was immersed in grief, had to go to Rongqing Hall every day to comfort his mother and accompany her through the most difficult period.

Zhao Rui'er was well aware of Jia Zheng's distress, and always followed him silently.

Mrs. Shi took Rui'er's hand: "Rui'er, you are a sensible child. I can't let you be my aunt during the family filial piety period. You have to be patient and wait for me to let go after a year."

Rui'er said: "What did the old lady say? Now I still want to climb up, so who am I? As long as I can serve the second master, the old lady, and the young lady, I have no other thoughts .”

Mrs. Shi said: "Second Master has been overworked these days, you should comfort him and tell him not to be overly sad. It's a big deal to cheer up and support the family as soon as possible."

Ruier nodded: "Okay!"

In the days when there is no entertainment, Jia's mansion is lifeless.

Ruier was afraid that Jia Zheng would be too depressed, so she thought of ways to please him.

She picked fresh plum blossoms on a ladder and made flower cakes for Jia Zheng.When the weather is fine, the petals are dried to make scented tea and given to Jia Zheng to taste.

Sometimes, she begged Jia Zheng to paint her eyebrows.

Jia Zheng raised his head from the back of the book: "How can I draw my eyebrows?"

Rui'er said coquettishly, "Try it, it's not as difficult as writing!"

Jia Zheng got up, picked up the blue sparrow hair, dipped it in a little water: "You are born with icy muscles and bones, but you don't really need these things. Do you know the third sister of Concubine Yang, but she dislikes the color of makeup and powder, so she lightly sweeps her eyebrows and looks at her." Supreme. You are like this, you have a good foundation, and there are too many redundant eyes and eyebrows!"

Ruier said: "But I just want you to paint my eyebrows with your own hands! This is very happy!"

Jia Zheng and Rui'er faced each other, and awkwardly painted her eyebrows. Rui'er turned her head from time to time, looked at the small bronze mirror, and drew and painted. The other person's breathing, can hear their own heartbeat.

Ruier said: "I heard from the opera girls that Zhuo Wenjun is very good at thrushing eyebrows. Everyone imitated her paintings of Yuanshandai. Tang Minghuang also likes to study thrushes. Concubine Yang Gui is very good at thrushing eyebrows."

Jia Zheng said with a smile: "I also like to study eyebrows. If a woman can't be called beautiful, she can't be called beautiful. If her eyebrows are beautiful, her eyes are also beautiful. If she has beautiful eyebrows, she can't be ugly. For example, if she is thin Qiuniang eyebrows, Chang'e eyebrows, curved willow-leaf eyebrows, and crescent eyebrows all have to match the shape of the eyes and face, and you can't just draw the same one yourself."

Ruier laughed and said: "I only know that you are a pedant, I didn't expect you to have so much research on women, and I don't know how many people's eyebrows you have looked at!"

Jia Zheng said: "When I was studying eyebrows, I was only thinking about eyebrows, not beauties. Don't get me wrong! I think your eyebrows are not very straight, nor are they very curved. They have a little curvature, which is suitable for small eyebrows."

Rui'er laughed and said, "Are you afraid that you will not succeed if you use this seriousness to make a fuss? Draw quickly, I haven't finished drawing for a long time!"

Jia Zheng gently held Rui'er's chin, and Rui'er could clearly see every pore on his face.

Outside the window is the fluttering white snow, in the study is a warm charcoal fire, and there is a couple who love each other silently, the days are long, quiet and joyful.