After a while, Sister Feng rushed back and saw Zhen Yuhuan and Xue Baoqin sitting in front of Jia Lian, listening to what Jia Lian said like two good babies, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Don't move in a hurry yet, let me have a sip of tea first."
After stopping Zhen and Xue's courtesy, Sister Feng went straight to the table and poured herself a bowl of tea. At the same time, she asked Ping'er whether the bedding, embroidered shoes and other things were ready.
Jia Lian looked at her busy and resolute manner, shook her head, and handed her his cup of tea that had been drying beside her for a while.
"It's not a short time to accompany the funeral. It's boring to leave Baoqin girl alone in the old lady's house. Why not do the same as Huan'er and arrange a place for her in the garden, so that after the old lady leaves the house
, she can go to the garden to keep company with other people.”
Hearing Jia Lian's words, Sister Feng smiled and said, "It's none of your business, I've already considered it. Just now I told Ping'er to find two more new quilts..."
As Sister Feng spoke, she looked at the tea she poured out that was still scalding hot, and then glanced at the tea that Jia Lian handed over. After a moment of hesitation, she picked up Jia Lian's cup of tea and drank it in two sips.
The thirst suddenly disappears, and the conversation opens up.
"There is one thing I would like to ask for your advice on. Where should I place these two girls?
The theory is that it would be best to place Baoqin in Hengwuyuan and let her sister take care of her. But firstly, the house in Hengwuyuan is not big, and Xiangyun is already there. Secondly, the wife also asked her aunt to take care of her.
Baoyu and the others would also like to live in Hengwuyuan.
I'm afraid it won't be easy to arrange."
Jia Lian said: "Yu Huan and Sister Lin are good friends, so it would be better to let her live in Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
As for Baoqin..."
After thinking about it, Jia Lian said: "That girl from Xiangyun has always been pestering her sister Bao. If she is asked to move out again for a while, she will not feel comfortable if she goes back and forth.
It is better to clean up another room in Hengwu Garden, or let aunt and Baochai live together, and move Xiangyun girl to live with Baoqin, or let aunt lead Baoqin girl to live outside. Specifically,
When you get to Hengwu Garden, ask Baochai, she always has ideas."
Sister Feng nodded and questioned: "It's convenient, but will it be too crowded?"
"Neither aunt nor the rest of them are picky people. Besides, Yun Yatou and Qin Yatou are so young that they would not be well taken care of if they were placed elsewhere. Now that they are all under aunt's eyes, I feel more at ease."
"That makes sense."
Sister Feng rarely applauded Jia Lian's words and decided to do as he was told. On the other hand, Xue Baoqin, who was standing next to her, sighed in her heart, thinking that she could finally go to the Grand View Garden to play with her sisters.
Who knows, it's just that he was transferred from Jia Mu's command to the eldest aunt's side.
Jia's mother was kind and tolerant to her, and she could act coquettishly and do anything she wanted. But in front of her eldest aunt, she didn't even have the guts to make requests.
Well, when I get to my cousin’s place later, I must find a way to live in the same room as Sister Yun!
I will not go into details about how Xue Baoqin managed to gain the greatest freedom. He only said that after entering the palace for his last condolences that night, the Duke of Rongguo returned home and made all-out preparations for the specific matters of leaving the capital with him.
In Sister Feng's Children's Home, when Jia Lian came back from the outer courtyard, he saw the seven and eight large boxes of things and supplies inside and outside the house, and he couldn't help but complain.
When a woman goes out, she is in trouble!
Thinking back to the first time he went to Jiangnan to deliver Jia Min's funeral, there were only six or seven people in the group, but they only had a few fast horses and seven or eight parcels. It was not like Wang Xifeng now, who traveled hundreds of miles away, it was like a whole family.
It's like moving.
Sister Feng, who was counting things in the room, naturally couldn't hear Jia Lian's murmur. After making sure that all the things that were and might be needed for this trip were packed and decorated, she felt relieved.
Seeing Jia Lian come in, she welcomed Jia Lian into the house with a smile. She proudly introduced to Jia Lian what she had brought, and asked Jia Lian if he had anything to remind him.
Jia Lian glanced at her sideways and said, "Those who know say that you are accompanying the driver to the funeral, but those who don't know think that I, Jia Lian, have failed and that you, Miss Wang, are going to take the family property and run away."
"Go, what are you talking about?"
Sister Feng blushed a little at Jia Lian's words, and said angrily: "I am not prepared for any trouble. I will be driving to Xiling this time, so I should be prepared for everything.
Even if the preparations are in vain, it is still better than sending people back to Beijing to get stronger when something is missing."
Jia Lian just made a casual joke, but actually he was positive about Sister Feng's thoroughness and prudent behavior.
If it were a delicate, frail, and beautiful lady, he wouldn't trust her to go out alone. At least he would send a reinforcement team to look after her.
He nodded and asked Xiang Ling to come into the room to change her clothes.
Seeing that Jia Lian had no intention of commenting on her arrangements, Sister Feng thought about it and felt that everything was ready, so she asked Ping'er to take people to move everything to the outer yard to load the car, and she also came into the inner room.
At this time, Jia Lian had already taken off his robe and was lying on the bed wearing only his underwear. He asked Xiangling girl to kneel on the bed and massage his shoulders and back.
Sister Feng hesitated for a moment, walked to the dowry, took off the finger cot and put it away, then walked over and signaled Xiang Ling to leave, and took over Xiang Ling's work.
When Xiang Ling came out of the house, she massaged Jia Lian's arm and said, "This time I went to Xiling with the old ladies to deliver the funeral. I'm afraid it will take at least a month to go back and forth. This month, at home,
I hope Lord Marquis will take more care of everything."
Jia Lian groaned in the pillow without raising his head. The hand being served by Sister Feng rested on Sister Feng's leg and stretched in along the hem of Sister Feng's skirt that spread out when she sat sideways.
She was wearing silk pants and groping Sister Feng's slender and tight thighs.
Sister Feng helplessly pinched Jia Lian's arm flesh, and seeing that it was useless, she had no choice but to let him go.
"There's nothing else. Although there are many relatives in the garden, but with my aunt and sister-in-law taking care of it, there won't be anything wrong with it.
As for the outside affairs, I have roughly made arrangements, so I don’t need to worry too much about it.”
"As for the people I will take with me on this trip, apart from my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, I plan to only take Feng'er and Xiaohong with me as maids."
Jia Lian lay on the bed, enjoying the softness of his jade fingers and soft slender legs, while listening to his beloved wife's earnest instructions, feeling quite comfortable.
Suddenly he thought of something, raised his head, looked back at Sister Feng, and said, "Why, you don't plan to bring Ping'er with you?"
Ping'er is Sister Feng's master key, and even describing her as his right-hand man is not appropriate. In the past, wherever Sister Feng went, how could she not take Ping'er with her?
Facing Jia Lian's surprised gaze, Sister Feng said weakly: "I plan to keep Ping'er at home. She usually works with me and knows everything about the house. With her at home, the second master doesn't have to worry about anything."
Jia Lian looked at her, suddenly turned over and sat up, raised Sister Feng's smooth and delicate chin with the hand that had just touched her thigh, and said with a smile: "I think the second mistress left her here to look after the house, but it is true to look at me."
Bar."
Sister Feng's face was slightly red. But since Jia Lian had said everything here, she was not afraid to admit it.
"So what? How could the Marquis behave so absurdly in normal times, but when his mind comes to him, he can do anything?
If it were any other time, that would be fine. There are so many girls and young ladies from relatives in the family now. If the Marquis fails to pay attention for a moment and causes some trouble and spreads it, it will not be the Jia family's face that will be disgraced.
Besides, if the Marquis has no bad intentions in his heart, why should he be afraid of me?"
Looking at Sister Feng who looked stubborn and provocative, Jia Lian had to admit that what she said made sense.
However, Jia Lian still feels that Sister Feng is a little simpler. Even she, Grandma Feng, can't control him, let alone a mere mediocre person?
"That's what Second Grandma said. I have to thank Second Grandma for leaving Ping girl to me."
Seeing the carelessness in Jia Lian's eyes with her own eyes, how could Sister Feng not know that it is impossible for a mediocre person to look at Jia Lian?
She didn't even have the illusion of completely keeping an eye on Jia Lian.
In fact, her thoughts on governing Jia Lian are very light now. Moreover, although she despises Jia Lian on the face, she is actually quite relieved about Jia Lian in her heart.
This man, I don’t know since when, his ability and overall view have surpassed her in a crushing manner.
She was almost impressed.
The reason why Ping'er was kept here was just because of Jia Lian's habit of flirting with women. If no one was watching, he might be completely let go.
Although Ping'er cannot control Jia Lian and is not qualified to control him, at least Ping'er is an upright and selfless person, and he is still his confidant.
Having her by Jia Lian's side makes Jia Lian feel that he is by her side at all times, making him a little worried when he wants to do something wrong.
Moreover, having such a lovely person like Liu Ping'er at home can always consume some of Jia Lian's energy and make him have no intention of hooking up with others outside.
Thinking of this, Sister Feng, who had just been touched by Jia Lian, also had other thoughts in her heart.
His hands slowly pressed down from Jia Lian's shoulders, and when they reached his waist, the force was like a gentle caress.
After patrolling back and forth for a few times, it was clear that Jia Lian knew what he was thinking, but he still stood still like a dead corpse.
If it had been her before, she would have dropped her hand in anger.
But now Sister Feng, at least under the influence of Jia Lian, has learned more about things.
Although I was annoyed in my heart, I couldn't help but feel a bit competitive.
He raised his hands and moved the position from the waist to the hips, holding off for a moment to mock Jia Lian. Then when Jia Lian was not prepared, he crossed the buttocks with his bare hands and groped back, just like when Jia Lian teased her before.
With her unremitting efforts, Jia Lian was finally turned over in anger and faced her angrily.
Sister Feng's eyes felt a little proud.
This will undoubtedly anger someone more. It is destined that tomorrow she will be sitting in a carriage while recovering from her injuries.