When Song Qingshufang entered the room, he saw two people coming up with an old mother with silver hair on her temples. Song Qingshu thought in his heart that this might be the old ancestor that the maid said. When Fang wanted to meet, he was hugged into his arms , the heart and soul screamed and burst into tears.
Song Qingshu's expression at the moment was extremely exciting. He was in his twenties and thirties anyway, yet he was hugged and loved like a child by others.
Although it was awkward, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, he was worrying about not knowing how to address the other party, which saved a lot of trouble.
"I really want to die." The silver-haired old lady took his hand, only to feel more and more happy, it took a long time before she remembered something, pointed to the people next to her and said, "Go and say hello to your aunt and mother. Don't forget your sister-in-law."
Song Qingshu observed the words and expressions, and from what she saw, she corresponded to the person she was referring to. The biggest difference between the two typical middle-aged women is that the aunt's eyes are vacillating. She is obviously a weak person, but it is the mother of Young Master Jinyi. , but the temperament is much more graceful and luxurious.
Song Qingshu carefully invited Ann to the two of them, and when it was the old lady's turn to mention the sister-in-law, his eyes lit up, a graceful and quiet young woman was just sitting there, her appearance was beautiful and beautiful, but it was a pity that it was obviously a woman's best years, There is a bit of vitality missing in the eyes, as if he is not interested in anything in the world.
"I've seen my sister-in-law." Song Qingshu noticed that everyone else in the room was wearing red and green, and all of them were extremely gorgeous and bright, but she chose plain clothes, and couldn't help but secretly guess: Could it be that she is now a widow
The young woman nodded, said a few words casually and then returned the salute, her attitude was cold and indifferent, the other people in the room seemed to be surprised, and no one showed any strangeness.
The silver-haired old lady said again: "Girls, please come. Brother Bao is back today. Everyone is lively and lively. You don't have to go to school. Everyone agreed, and two went.
When Song Qingshu heard Taohong talk about these in-laws in Jia's mansion on the boat, he was a little suspicious, but now these people in the mansion call each other Bao Ge Bao Er Ye, and the same surname Jia...
Could it be that Dream of the Red Mansions entered in disorder
When Song Qing's calligraphy was in chaos, he quickly accepted this reality. After all, the world is really chaotic, and multiple Dreams of Red Mansions is no big deal.
Especially when thinking of the women in Dream of the Red Chamber who are good at winning games with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, Song Qingshu is a little bit pleased: I don’t know if Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai, Qin Keqing are there...
Just as he was thinking wildly, he saw three nurses and five or six maidservants, surrounded by three sisters. Song Qingshu had to lament that these aristocratic women came here to be pampered, and secondly, their mothers were beauties all their lives. The appearance of the previous generation will definitely not be bad.
The first one has slightly plump skin, a medium-sized figure, fresh pear cheeks, greasy goose fat nose, gentle and silent, and is amiable to look at.
The second one has slender shoulders and slender waist, a tall figure, a duck-egg face, handsome eyes and eyebrows, a fast-paced look, the essence of literary beauty, forgetting the vulgarity when you see it.
The third one is not enough in stature and can be described as small. Their hairpin rings, skirts and jackets, all three of them have the same decorations.
Song Qingshu thought to himself, these three girls are probably Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun, but now this world relies on his sister to be a concubine in the palace. up.
The three girls only thought that they were their brothers in front of them, and couldn't help showing joy on their brows, and they pulled him to ask questions quietly.
Song Qingshu was smoked by the fragrance of the daughters of the three girls, and he was a little distracted, and he couldn't help but click his tongue secretly: No wonder the young man in brocade clothes has a trace of makeup on him, and he lived in such a daughter country since he was a child. impossible.
Suddenly I heard someone laughing in the backyard, saying: I am late, and I have never greeted a distant guest!
Song Qingshu wondered: All of these people hold their voices and hold their breath, they are so respectful and solemn, who is this person who is so rude? When he thought to himself, he saw a group of daughters-in-law and maids surrounding a person coming in from the back door .
This person is dressed differently from other girls, with colorful embroidery, and looks like a concubine and fairy: on his head is a golden silk bun with eight treasures and beads, with five phoenixes hanging from the sun and a beaded hairpin, a red gold plate Chi Yingluo ring on his neck, and a skirt. It is tied with a pea-green palace sash at the side, a pair of roses with double balance, and a narrow golden satin jacket with a hundred butterflies and flowers on it. It is covered with a multicolored silk engraved stone green and silver mouse jacket, and a jadeite flowered crepe skirt.
A pair of red and phoenix triangular eyes, two curved willow leaf hanging eyebrows, the powder face contains the spring power without revealing, and the red lips smell before they smile.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled: This woman is a shrewd and powerful woman at first glance, so she must deal with it carefully later, lest she see any flaws.
However, he still couldn't help but look at the other person a few more times. He was slender and coquettish, so it was hard for a man not to think of a bed.
The old lady smiled and said: "Feng Lazi, you still have this bluffing personality, and your uncle is not an outsider, so what kind of distant visitor is he?"
Song Qingshu nodded secretly, the guess in his heart was confirmed again, this slender and coquettish young woman must be Wang Xifeng.
Wang Xifeng said with a charming smile: "Uncle, he came back from a long journey, he is naturally a long-distance traveler."
"You can't always say that with your mouth," the old lady said with a smile, without any disapproval on her face, "The weather is almost here, let's get someone to prepare dinner."
Then he said to Song Qingshu: "Your father and uncle are busy, so don't wait for them. Anyway, with them around, everyone will not enjoy eating. By the way, where is brother Lian?" The latter sentence is for Wang Xifeng.
Wang Xifeng said with a smile: "Reporting to the old ancestor, he is in charge of preparing for the construction of the Grand View Garden recently, and he is running around, don't worry about him."
"It's a hard job for him." The old lady nodded.
Wang Xifeng was immediately elated: "It's all a matter of duty, and it should be done."
At the moment of speaking, some maidservants had already started setting up the banquet, so the old lady naturally sat there without moving, while Wang Xifeng cleverly helped to set the chopsticks, Mrs. Wang brought in the soup, and the pretty widow whom Song Qingshu had paid attention to before held the meal.
Thanks to seeing the Dream of Red Mansions in his previous life, Song Qingshu has gradually figured out everyone's identity at this moment, not mentioning the few he recognized before, the identity of the young man in brocade clothes is naturally Jia Baoyu, and the silver-haired old lady is obviously Jia Baoyu. The aunt should be Mrs. Xing, and this pretty widow should be Li Wan, the widow of Jia Baoyu's elder brother Jia Zhu.
Mother Jia sat alone on the couch in front of her, and then Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang sat down, and then everyone's eyes fell on Song Qingshu.
He couldn't help but secretly startled: it seems that Jia Baoyu is favored, and Wang Xifeng and Li Wan are both his sisters-in-law, so they want to let him.
Song Qingshu reacted quickly, and sat down without showing any signs, followed by Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun, and Li Wan and Wang Xifeng sat down last.
The maid next to him was obsessed with dust whisks, bowls, and handkerchiefs. Fortunately, Song Qingshu was someone who had experienced the imperial palace. Naturally, he would not reveal the details of these nobles. The only thing that worried him was that everyone present was very close to Jia Baoyu. If there is a conversation at the dinner table, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to resist.
But he was soon overjoyed, because apparently there was a rule in Jia's house: no one spoke during the meal. Although there are many daughters-in-law and maids serving outside, they don't even hear a cough.
After dinner in silence, each servant girl brought tea in a small tea tray.
Mother Jia waved her hand and said, "Go ahead, let us talk freely." After hearing this, Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang got up quickly and said a few more gossips. Fang Yinfeng and Li went away.
After those people left, Mother Jia signaled Song Qingshu to sit down beside her: "Tell me about what you did these days?"
Song Qingshu secretly complained, this kind of family routine is the easiest to reveal flaws, not to mention facing Jia Mu who loves Jia Baoyu very much.
After a few words casually, Song Qingshu couldn't help but look at the sky outside, and Song Qingshu couldn't help worrying secretly: I don't know if Zhiruo and Qi Fang escaped danger.