The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

Watch what I do.

Chen Heng smiled calmly, showing off his annoying white teeth. Xue Biao was a bit thin-skinned, that is, he couldn't find a fan at hand. He moved his hands twice before coughing and explaining for his sister.

I think I went out in the morning and told my sister that I would have dinner with Brother Heng at noon.

Eh! Everyone uttered disdainful and questioning voices. Fortunately, there was also lunch prepared by Baoqin, which was able to stop everyone's mouths.

Everyone found two tables, put them together, and took out the food in the food boxes one by one. There is no need to say more about the specific dishes. Just the way they were eating enthusiastically attracted the attention of many classmates.

If you are curious, come and find out more. After knowing that it was something prepared by the Xue family sister alone, she gave up the idea of ​​eating rice and adding chopsticks.

This was a trivial matter, and I don’t know how it was spread, but when it reached Mei Shengjia’s ears, it turned out that the Xue family’s sister had personally cooked a table of dishes for Xue Biao and his classmates.

Why?

That is why ah?

Sister Xue, don’t you understand my sincerity?

Seeing Jiang Yuanbai competing for food with Chen Heng in the distance, Mei Shengjia was so angry that she almost went crazy. How could these people, whose names were not worthy of his memory, eat the food cooked by the Xue family's sister.

It’s true that my heart is set towards the bright moon, and the bright moon insists on shining in the ditch.

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After finishing his work, Chun Yan ran home happily. I saw my young lady standing somewhere in the corridor, looking thoughtfully at the scenery in the courtyard.

What is there to see in winter? Chun Yan looked towards the courtyard curiously.

In the distance, there is neither snow nor plum blossoms.

Miss, miss.

Chun Yan waved his hands and shouted softly in the distance. Bao Qin, who was wearing a white embroidered cloak, came back to her senses. The moment she turned her head, the flash of sadness on her face was clearly visible to the sharp-eyed and careful maid.

When Chunyan was very young, he stayed with the lady. She was used to seeing Bao Qin's calm and calm look, and suddenly noticed such a look, which made her heart twitch.

Miss, everything has been delivered. Chun Yan, who unconsciously became more honest, even sounded much softer.

Bao Qin thought she saw something bad outside the city, and said worriedly: Brother, how are they? But the situation outside is not good?

Chun Yan blinked, she was a little bigger than Bao Qin, and only replied: Miss, I didn't take a long look at the young master, and then I took a look at the young master. I think it's not bad.

She then told Bao Qin everything she saw outside. While the latter couldn't help but nod, the worries in his heart were finally relieved.

Then why were you panicking just now? Baoqin couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Looking at his young lady's bright smile again, Chun Yan was not sure whether he was dazzled or careless.

Miss, have you been waiting here? she asked cautiously.

The scenery was so beautiful that it made me forget about time. Baoqin smiled sheepishly.

Chunyan noticed the young lady's cold-red hands. She stepped forward quickly, took the hand stove from Baoqin's palm, and tested the temperature with the back of her hand, feeling a bit of biting coldness.

It's all my fault. Chun Yan's eyes turned red. She was responsible for Bao Qin's food and daily life, If I were more careful, I would have given the lady a hand stove before leaving, and I wouldn't have let her hands freeze.

I obviously forgot what I said. Only then did Bao Qin notice the condition of her hands. She stretched out her cloak to cover her bright yellow clothes, Come on, follow me back to the house.

Chun Yan nodded dejectedly and followed the lady all the way to the boudoir.

The furnishings of the room have not changed much. Tables, chairs, bookshelves, and dressing mirrors are all in their respective places. Only in the corner hangs a painting by Bao Qin.

Over the years, influenced by Xue Biao, she has also developed some skills in painting.

Although the craftsmanship of this double-clear picture of the moon and the crane cannot be said to be exquisite, she can accurately portray the leisurely and comfortable charm of the white crane with its wings spread.

The only flaw is the poem written in the blank space on the drawing paper.

The moonlight is as frosty as the shadow of a single person, and the scent of vanilla, sesame orchid is fragrant. Life is like this, and the pine flowers fall in front of the Yellow Crane Tower.

Xue Biao felt that this poem was not good. Obviously the main subjects in the painting were only a bright moon and a white crane, and the white crane had a leisurely charm. The poem should have been written more grandly.

Xue Baoqin didn't care about her brother's thoughts and wanted to kick him out of her room on the spot.

Sister, good sister, don't worry. Please let me give you a name for this painting. Xue Biao held the door open at that time, preparing to show his respect in front of his sister.

I've thought of a name too.

Ah? What are you going to name it?

Just call it Wan Lai Yi Xuewu. Xue Baoqin smiled sheepishly.

Xue Biao's expression was very strange. He shook his head and sighed, There is no snow at all in this painting. How can I choose this? Isn't it a pity for such a good crane? In addition to his superb memory, Master Xu also learned how to draw. He has too much mess.

It's just because I came late. That's why the snow disappeared.

I think it's more appropriate to call it the Moon and Crane Double Clear Picture. Xue Biao was still talking to himself.

Yan'er, drive my brother out.

Yes, miss.

Chun Yan, who had changed the hand stove, quickly came to Bao Qin. Seeing Bao Qin meditating on her painting, she also remembered the young master's embarrassment that day, and couldn't help but laugh: Speaking of which, one time when the young lady was not here, the young master wanted to sneak in and write an inscription on the painting.

Baoqin took the hand stove and nodded with a smile, You have to keep a close eye on him to avoid any more evil ideas.

That's right, the picture of the moon and the crane, how can there be no elegance in the late arrival and the snow. Chun Yan is a common person, as long as what his young lady says, it is correct.

The two talked for a while, and when she saw that her daughter was about to sit down and read Xu Xiake's Travels, she took Baoqin's cloak and hung it on the hanger at the door.

I have to bring the lady some hot tea and snacks. When Chun Yan thought about this, he was about to step out of the door.

Miss. Chunyan stepped out with half of his foot, and his body suddenly stopped on the door rail.

What's wrong? Baoqin looked up from the book, her hair swaying slightly. She saw the appearance of her maid and couldn't help laughing.

I remembered that the young master of the Chen family has something to tell you. Chunyan paid careful attention to the young lady's expression, and her tone of voice seemed as if she had just remembered this little thing.

Oh? That's it. Xue Baoqin nodded seemingly casually, then lowered his eyes and said casually while flipping through the book, What did Brother Chen say?

He said, thank you sister Xue for your kindness. The weather has been cold recently, so you should also pay attention to keeping warm and cold. Chunyan is so weird, he repeated it word for word, and even imitated his tone perfectly.

Mischief. Xue Baoqin scolded, waving his hand to drive people away, Hurry up and serve tea.

Okay. Chunyan saw that there was no clue, so he had to turn around and leave.

Seeing the personal maid leaving, Xue Baoqin lowered his slightly trembling hands, took a deep breath and said, This girl actually wants to deceive me.

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The old Chen family was really anxious. It was almost noon, why didn't Chen Heng know how to go home?

The adults in the family were busy with their own affairs. In the end, it was Chen Xinda who took the initiative to take over the task of searching for his second brother.

I don’t know how much effort this man put in, but he actually asked him to find a porridge shop outside the city.

Second brother.

When Chen Heng saw Xinda, he was shocked. He was dragged into the porridge shop, and after several exchanges, he learned about his family's concerns.

The matter was urgent, so Chen Heng had to ask Xinda to go back and explain a few words.

Second brother, just mind your own business. Chen Xinda nodded frequently, I'll tell my aunt when I go back, and I'll come over to stay with you.

After saying that, without waiting for Chen Heng to refuse, he turned back and ran towards the city.

Jiang Yuanbai and Qian Dayou were a little curious about this stranger. They came up to him and asked with a smile: Master Chen, is this the book boy your family has found for you?

Fuck you. Chen Heng cursed with a smile, He is my cousin.

Okay, since he is your brother, he is also our brother. Everyone laughed for a while, and when Chen Xinda came back, they were no longer curious and asked more questions.

Chen Xinda is also interesting. He follows Chen Heng every step of the way, but doesn't even say a word. He just silently helps his second brother with things. When other classmates saw him, they really thought he was Chen Heng's book boy and made jokes about Chen Heng a lot.

In the afternoon, Pei Huaizhen also packed up her things and came over. Everyone was a little surprised when they saw the mountains carrying big and small bags.

Chief, why do you bring so many things?

My students must be gentlemen who do their duty. Do I, the master, have to hide in the room wrapped in quilts to keep warm? After saying that, Pei Huaizhen was too lazy to listen to the students' advice and directly waved his hand to tell them to go about their business. .

I am so happy every time I write about Bao Qin and Dai Yu.

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