Rebirth of the third master of the ring of the Red Chamber

That night, when Jia Zheng came back from the yamen, Mrs. Wang waited on him to wash, changed into her homely robes, and said casually, "Master, brother Huan is well, come today to greet me and the old lady, and express my sincere respect to you in words." I miss you a lot, did you go over to have a look? Poor child, this time around before the gate of hell, it can be regarded as a great fortune." After finishing the sentence, he held the beads and said a word of Buddha.

Mrs. Wang is more than dignified but not interesting, and Aunt Zhou can't tell a fart with three sticks. Thinking of Aunt Zhao who is so charming and will come up with things again, Jia Zheng's heart itch is unbearable, but his face said lightly, "Then go and see." Look at the ring."

Over here, Aunt Zhao was preparing a meal when she caught a glimpse of her son secretly taking a chicken thigh and slapping it on the back of his hand, "Little brat, wait until the dishes are ready before eating! Those who didn't know thought you were reincarnated from starvation." gone."

"Auntie, you are right. I did starve to death in my previous life." Jia Huan couldn't wait to stuff the chicken leg into his mouth, humming and humming.Since the outbreak of the apocalypse, he hasn't eaten a full meal, and he suffers from hunger all the time. His obsession with food is unimaginable and even more incomprehensible to ordinary people.

"What are you talking about? What the fuck! Eat your food quickly!" Aunt Zhao pinched her son's meager cheeks, fearing that he wouldn't have enough to eat.

"Auntie, you can eat too." Jia Huan also picked up a chicken thigh for Aunt Zhao.

The mother and the son were eating deliciously, when little Jixiang shouted outside, "Master is here."

Jia Huan didn't respond, but Aunt Zhao almost spit out the food in her mouth.Fuck it!Tell the master to see his son eating like a pig, how can he live?You can't escape after a meal.

"Stop eating, the master is here!" She was anxious, and was about to grab her son's ear to give some instructions, when little Jixiang opened the curtain and invited Jia Zheng into the house.

"Master, you're here." Aunt Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, and said with a forced smile, "Huan'er and I are eating? Do you want some?"

"Well, I just came back from the yamen, and I haven't had time to eat yet." Jia Zheng nodded, seeing Jia Huan Xilihulu eating happily, neither getting up to greet him, nor opening his mouth to call, he felt a little unhappy.

Aunt Zhao's complexion changed slightly, and she hurriedly reached up to hold his arm, and said softly, "Master, you are here, I have been thinking about you these few days. Sit down, I will ask Nanny Song to add two more words about your last words." Here comes the food you love." After finishing the sentence, she hurriedly called Nanny Song, and a pair of plump and soft pepper milk rubbed against Jia Zheng's arms, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, teasing him so much that he forgot his previous point of anger.

Hearing that they could add more vegetables, Jia Huan raised his head and gave Jia Zheng a hand, and called Master according to the memory remaining in his mind.

Jia Zheng nodded, and asked calmly, "Is your injury healed?"

Before when he was seriously injured and dying, he ignored him, and when things got serious, he just took a look and left. It can be seen that Jia Zheng didn't have much affection for this bastard.Jia Huan is not Jia Huan, so she won't be sad because of this, she just hums lightly, and then continues to eat.

Jia Zheng was very dissatisfied with his attitude, and was about to explode when Aunt Zhao hurriedly stuffed a bowl of rice into his hand, and said with a flattering smile, "Master, it's time to eat."

Nanny Song was also very cooperative, and came in with a bowl of braised lion's head.

Jia Zheng abided by the rules, so naturally he would not talk while eating, so he had to swallow his anger and eat slowly.He picked up the silver chopsticks and poked towards the braised lion's head in front of him.

At this moment, Jia Huan stretched out his arms, poked a lion's head, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed.The lion's head is too big, his mouth is too small, the cheeks on both sides are raised high, and the skin looks thin and slippery, as if it is about to burst.

Aunt Zhao glared at her son.

The veins on Jia Zheng's forehead twitched, and he went to pinch another lion's head instead.

Jia Huan stiffened his neck, desperately swallowing the food in his mouth, poking the last one with quick eyesight, and let out a joyous cry of 'ooooo' when he ate it into his mouth.Emma, ​​the taste is particularly rich and mellow, it seems to be a famous Huaiyang dish, what is it called?Dog head or tiger head?Forget it, forget it!It is worthwhile to eat the long-lost delicacy, even if you are dressed as a little frozen cat!

Aunt Zhao supported her forehead with an extremely painful expression.

The beard on Jia Zheng's lips was trembling, but he couldn't compete with his son after all, so he had to pinch others with a livid face.The room was quiet for a moment, only to hear Jia Huan beckoning to Que'er, "add food."

Magpie added a big bowl full.

After a while, Jia Huan beckoned again, "Add rice."

After a while, Tim was still asked.

In just half an hour, four bowls of rice were added, and the food on the table was even more scattered, like a beggar passing through the border.

Aunt Zhao wanted to slap her son out with a slap.

Jia Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, put down the bowl with a bang, and angrily said, "Niety! Have you forgotten the etiquette that you have been taught on weekdays? The Master said: A gentleman can't ask for food, he can't live in peace, he is sensitive to things but cautious in words... you Do you know the meaning of this sentence?"

Jia Huan didn't raise her head, and said vaguely while eating, "I don't know how to say." In the last days, as long as you are strong enough, who cares about etiquette?Can I eat it?

"Nie Yi! What's your attitude?" Jia Zheng was not good at teaching his son. Seeing that the other party was so indifferent, he raised his hand and slapped him.

Although Aunt Zhao also wanted to punish this brat, but in the end, how could she ever be willing to touch him?What's more, the wound on his temple is healed, and the circle of hair hasn't grown completely yet, so if there is another slap, it won't happen, so he rushed over to block it.

Jia Huan was nimble, and was turning his head to dodge, but Aunt Zhao hugged her into her arms, her neck was strangled, a mouthful of rice stuck in her throat and she either vomited it or swallowed it, and rolled her eyes because of choking.

Aunt Zhao was busy begging for mercy, and Jia Zheng was too busy getting angry, neither of them noticed his movements.

"An ignorant and incompetent son, who hasn't been to school for a few days, is as vulgar as a countryman. If this goes on, he will definitely stain my Jia family's lintel! Come here, remove all the meals, and you will not be allowed to give him until the meal time in the future Eat, half a bowl of rice and half a plate of vegetables for each meal, no more!" Jia Zheng ordered loudly, and then threw up his sleeves and went out.

Que'er hesitated, seeing little auspicious start to clean up the dishes, so he went to help.

Jia Huan managed to swallow the food in his throat. Seeing the maids carrying the food across the threshold, he ordered with a sullen face, "Put the things down for me!"

Que'er's legs went limp, his hands slipped, the tray fell to the ground with a bang, and all the food was scattered.

"Third Master, forgive me! Master forbids you to eat too much, and slaves can't do anything about it!" She quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, her heart trembling.

"I'm fucking eighteen generations of his ancestors! Why doesn't he let people eat? Mahler Gobi..." Jia Huan broke free from Aunt Zhao's arms, overturned the table while cursing, his dark eyes were bloodshot and gloomy. Hostility, like a rakshasa possessed.For the people in the last days, food is equal to life, for a mouthful of clean water or a handful of biscuit crumbs, they can violently kill people.After finally eating, now someone snatches food from his mouth, this is more unbearable than killing Jia Huan.

Woohoo, I knew Third Master Huan would go crazy!Que'er buried her head firmly, not daring to look at the ferocious and terrifying expression of the master when he was crazy.

Hearing such rebellious words, Xiao Jixiang quickly closed the door.Fortunately, it was meal time, and all the girls and women in the yard went to the kitchen.

Aunt Zhao quickly covered her son's mouth, and said in a low voice, "My little ancestor! Please calm down! He is the master, the master of this Jia family. He also let you have a meal, that's good enough." , annoyed him, starving you to death is just a word of effort! Who do you think you are? You are just a bastard born to a slave. If something happens, no one can protect you, and my aunt will follow suit!"

Jia Huan tried to break Aunt Zhao's hand, but failed several times, and the anger in her eyes gradually extinguished.Chi~ He forgot again, he is now Jia Huan, Jia Huan who has no power to restrain a chicken.In this Jia's mansion, many people can control his life and death at will.

Seeing her son's red eyes turning dark and deep again, Aunt Zhao whispered, "Good son, Auntie let go, don't go crazy again!"

Jia Huan nodded, his face still gloomy and terrifying.

Aunt Zhao let go slowly.

Que'er and Xiao Jixiang hurriedly cleaned up the overturned table.

"Auntie, I feel so hungry!" The feeling of not having enough to eat is the most tormenting, Jia Huan clutched his stomach, his face wrinkled into a ball.

"Eat one less meal and you won't die of hunger!" Aunt Zhao poked his forehead angrily.

"You'll go crazy with hunger!" Jia Huan gritted his teeth.

Aunt Zhao couldn't hear the word 'crazy' now, she glared at her son for a few times, and finally took out a piece of silver from her bosom, waved to Xiao Jixiang, "Go to the kitchen to get some food, just say you want it yourself. "

"Hey, I'll go right away." Xiao Jixiang took the money and hurried out, and came in with a food box after a while, "Auntie, the meal time is almost over, and there are only braised pork and boiled cabbage left."

"Bring it quickly." Jia Huan snatched the food box, his gloomy face cleared up in an instant, and he said with a smile, "All you have to eat is meat."

"Little brat, slow down, I won't choke you to death!" Aunt Zhao scolded fiercely.

Sure enough, Jia Huan slowed down his eating speed, took a few mouthfuls to fill his stomach, turned to look at Aunt Zhao, and said cautiously, "Auntie, I know you are good to me. I will be filial to you in the future."

My son has always been stubborn, he ran away during the day and saw no one, and when he came back he complained about this or that. He had never said such warm words.Aunt Zhao felt that her eyes were hot and humid, and her nose was sore, but she sneered nonchalantly, "Little brat, I should be thankful for not causing trouble for my aunt, but I dare not expect you to do well!"

Jia Huan smiled lightly and continued to bury his head in his meal.

Since then, rumors that "Master Huan is crazy" gradually spread in Jia's mansion.In the past, the child was just a little naughty, but now he has become clueless.Get up early in the morning and run ten laps around the yard with sandbags on your limbs; then hang on a tree and do ups and downs (pull-ups); then continue to go up and down on the ground (push-ups); finally, punch and kick a wooden stake , Bleeding from all the joints, he is still like a normal person!

Isn't this tossing yourself?My brain is absolutely flooded!

Going up to the room, Zhou Rui's family reported the rumors of the past few days to Mrs. Wang with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Ma'am, it's not good to spread this word. Not only can Miss San not find a good family, but it will also bring the reputation of Second Master Leibao. He can send it far away!"

"Don't be busy, we'll talk about it when his madness gets worse. If you go out, you can't let him come back." With a smile on her lips, Mrs. Wang straightened her unruly temple hair.

Zhou Rui's family nodded again and again, praising his wife for her calm temper and calmness.