Just when Youshi Sanshu was about to say something to leave, Qin Keqing said: "Sister You asked her to live in the small courtyard of Tianxiang Tower. The old lady also said it yesterday, so we can't neglect it."
As soon as he said this, pairs of eyes fell on Jia Heng's face.
Hearing this, Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Mrs. You, his calm eyes were a bit gentler, and said: "Sister-in-law You, just make a decision. You can live here first. As you said before in Sihailou, you will always be counted. When did you change your mind?"
, tell me."
"Yesterday, the old lady..." Sister You San said softly.
Jia Heng smiled, with deep eyes, and said: "If sister-in-law You changes her mind, I will go to the old lady and tell you. Of course, I can stay here temporarily. The yard over Tianxiang Tower is empty anyway."
It’s also empty.”
Instead of suffering so much, Mr. You would really rather find a good family to marry. Of course, he can also understand that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Mr. You has been in Ningguo Mansion for more than ten years, and he really can't stand it.
The prince's wife was reduced to a serving woman.
In this era, what does it mean to get married for the second time to a small family?
Cooking, acupuncturating female celebrities, and even bringing water for her husband's feet...
Under Sister You San's willow-shaped eyebrows, her beautiful eyes reflected the young man opposite her, and she said softly: "Uncle Heng is indeed a trustworthy person."
Jia Heng said: "It's not worth it."
In fact, he was quite curious about the names of Mrs. You, Second Sister You, and Third Sister You, but in this era it was not easy for strange men to ask someone's maiden name.
While several people were talking, a woman turned back from the outside and said with a smile: "Grandma, the West Mansion is ready. Second Mistress Lian said that I was surprised to see you here, but you need to liven things up, so I ordered you."
Someone invited the opera troupe to sing a night opera and set off fireworks. Now she is bringing Miss Ping here to discuss with grandma how to handle it. When it gets dark, the old lady and the others will come over."
Sister Feng, who was chatting with Jia Mu to relieve her boredom in the Rongqing Hall, somehow, perhaps to prove something, heard that the Ning family had come to invite them to a banquet, so she said that she needed to take care of herself.
Jia Mu also happily agreed.
When Qin Keqing heard this, she smiled sweetly and said, "Where is Sister-in-law Feng now?"
"Just come through the corner gate." The old woman said with a smile.
Qin Keqing turned her head, looked at Jia Heng, and said in a low voice: "Husband, you talk to Sister You first, and I will bring the orbs and auspicious beads to greet her."
Since there were three sisters, Qin Keqing didn't think there was anything wrong with leaving a few of them alone.
"Go." Jia Heng nodded and watched Qin Keqing leave.
In the inner hall, the You sisters and Jia Heng were left alone for a while, and the atmosphere was a little quiet and dull for a while.
Jia Heng had no choice but to break the silence and said softly: "But Qing, she can be quite bored in the backyard sometimes. If you have some free time, the four of you can gather at a table and touch dominoes or something."
Youshi, second sister, third sister: "..."
Seeing the difference in the expressions of the three people, Jia Heng didn't think there was anything wrong with his words, because there was such a scene in the original Dream of Red Mansions. Qin Keqing, Sister Feng, Youshi, and Ping'er were touching the dominoes, but they thought about it.
Thinking about it, I might as well explain, and said: "Not to mention Sister-in-law You, the second sister and the third sister are also the same age as Ke Qing, and we talk more together. We can talk together to relieve our boredom."
Youshi: "???"
Second Sister You understood Jia Heng's words. There was a bit of timidity and shyness in her soft and beautiful eyebrows. She gently lowered her bright eyes and said softly: "Grandma Heng is a very nice person. She is kind-hearted and treats others well."
She is kind, Sanmei and I also like talking with her, she is very knowledgeable."
Hearing this, Jia Heng smiled softly. Others praised his daughter-in-law for being virtuous and said that others were inappropriate. He raised his eyes to look at Second Sister You and said: "Second Sister You is also very generous, gentle and delicate..."
Hearing this, Second Sister You's heart moved. She raised her beautiful head and cast a pair of soft and watery eyes. However, she heard the young man continue: "Speaking of it, this character is similar to that of brother Keqing and my brother-in-law Jingqing."
resemblance."
Second Sister You: “???”
Sister You San was on the side, her flowers were trembling, she covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile: "Second sister, from now on I will call you brother-in-law You Er."
Second Sister You's white cheeks were red with embarrassment. She grabbed Sister You San's arm and angrily said, "Sister San, I'll let you tell me..."
The two were joking and joking, and suddenly they remembered that there was someone else there. Even Sister You San was a little shy. She just raised her beautiful face and looked at Jia Heng. Seeing his gentle eyes, she felt a little relieved.
Sister You San's beautiful eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows were sparkling, and she said softly: "Uncle Heng, can we stay here with sister for a few more days?"
Jia Heng glanced at Youshi and said in a clear voice: "Your sister is in a depressed mood. It's right for you to stay with her for a while."
Sister You San's lips moved, but she hesitated to speak. She played with the hair hanging down her front in her hands. After a while, she whispered softly: "Uncle Heng, I am a little confused about reading. Can I ask Uncle Heng for advice?"
Youshi's jade face paused slightly, then continued: "My little sister has been thoughtful since she was little, and some of her ideas are very different from others. Sometimes I can't persuade her. Brother Heng is more knowledgeable than me and other housewives. Can you help me?"
How much should I advise her?"
The idea is very different from other people's. We can get a clue from the view of marriage in the original work of Dream of Red Mansions, so You's words are not wrong.
Jia Heng nodded and said warmly: "The idea is different from the ordinary, but there's actually nothing wrong with it."
Hearing this, Youshi said softly: "Why don't you chat with Sanmei alone for a while? Let's go there first."
Jia Heng was startled for a moment, thought for a while, and said: "That's not necessary. Since I'm asking about studying, just ask Miss You San to follow me to the study. It's just a few steps next door."
In his previous life, he did some psychological counseling for new recruits.
Hearing this, Youshi's heart moved and she said with a grateful expression, "Thank you so much, Brother Heng."
Second Sister You also expressed her gratitude.
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Sister You San and said in a clear voice: "Come with me."
Facing those cold and warm eyes, Sister You San's heart was shaken and she blinked. For some reason, she always felt weird.
Gritting her teeth, Aunt You San was afraid that someone would come, so she just went to the study room!
The two of them entered the study not far from the inner hall one after another. Because it was evening, the setting sun passed through the window, and the light was slightly dim. Jia Heng took the fire folder and lit the candlestick. The orange light filled the entire place in an instant.
study.
"There's a chair there, you sit down first." Jia Heng said with a dull expression. He was holding a teapot on the desk, picked up two teacups, poured two cups, and looked back at You San.
Sister, she said in a clear voice: "This study was originally renovated from a wing room, and there are not many books in it now."
Sister You San is sitting on a chair made of huanghuali wood. The girl is wearing a pale red skirt. She is unreasonably beautiful. She quietly looks at the young man in Feiyu suit with a cold temperament. She feels a bit of warmth in the coldness.
In a gentle tone, he said softly: "Uncle Heng, do you usually read a lot?"
"I'm ashamed to say that I haven't studied much recently and am busy with official duties." Jia Heng looked calm and said calmly. He took two tea cups, handed them to the small table beside Sister You San, and said, "Have some tea first."
Sister You San's face was slightly startled. Looking at the young powerful man opposite, she felt at a loss for the first time in her life. She said softly: "Thank you, Uncle Heng."
Jia Heng put the tea cup on the small table, sat down and said softly: "What's there to thank you for? You are a visiting guest, and I am the master of this room. It is just a courtesy to the guests. In other words, it is also a courtesy.
, that day, you poured me a glass of wine, and I will give you a cup of tea today.
Sister You San: “…”
Her heart was surged with warmth, her beautiful eyes looked at the young man opposite, and she said: "That day... I was reckless and disrespectful."
Jia Heng smiled noncommittally and took a sip of tea.
Sister You San also bowed her head and remained silent.
Suddenly, Jia Heng said: "Miss Yousan, how old are you?"
Sister You San: “???”
Looking into those calm eyes, knowing that they had no other intentions, the strangeness in my heart subsided slightly, her cherry lips twitched, and said: "Sixteen."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Sixteen...what books have you read?"
Sister You San said softly: "It's just for fun to talk about romance, but Uncle Heng will probably look down on you."
She didn't know why, but she knew that saying this would make this person look down on her, but she still couldn't help but say it.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "I also know a little bit about the situation in your family. I have told you what I should have said before. Don't belittle yourself. No one is looking down on you. The key is yourself and your self-respect.
Self-love, self-reliance and self-reliance.”
Hearing this, Sister You San felt mixed emotions in her heart for a moment. She looked at the young dignitary on the side, her eyes flashed, her expression was a little sad, she laughed at herself and said: "Uncle Heng has a magnificent bearing. He is different from others. In the eyes of others,
, how do you view me and my second sister? How could I not know? They all regard me and my sister as servant girls and fanboys..."
As he spoke, his eye circles were reddish, his voice was slightly choked, and his eyelashes were filled with tears, but his character was always strong and did not fall for a moment.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over.
Sister You San raised her eyes and looked at Jia Heng, her eyes filled with mist.
She vaguely remembered that when this man was having dinner at Sihailou yesterday, she handed him a handkerchief. His attitude... was still lukewarm.
Before it was respect, she knew, but now it's...pity?
Thinking of this, I just feel the grievance and sourness that I can no longer suppress, and the tears silently fall from my beautiful eyes.
Jia Heng said calmly: "Just wipe it."
Sister You San reached out to take the handkerchief and wiped her tears.
Jia Heng said: "It's a good thing to cry out. It's not easy to keep some things in your heart. I've heard about the situation in your family, but what does it have to do with you? Don't be too self-conscious.
Thoughts, have time to make plans for the future, protect yourself and your second sister, and leave more room for getting along with others. If you can do these, you will always have a good ending."
He didn't know how to persuade her. The world was like this. Women couldn't go out to work, and they couldn't be independent women even if they wanted to.
And once your reputation is ruined, you won't be able to marry into a good family. Sister You San will definitely not want to marry a trafficker, and a trafficker and a lackey can't keep such beauty.
"But even if you fall in love with Liu Xianglian, your reputation can't be so bad that it scares others away. You have to die to prove your ambition and wash away the stigma with blood." Jia Heng thought.
Not to mention Sister You San, she is a woman from later generations. Her mother is the kind of person who is ostentatious and sells goods for a living. She has been scolded as a son of a bitch all day long since she was a child. She is also a little vixen who will be influenced by her original family throughout her life.
When Sister You San heard this, she stopped her tears, looked at the young man aside, and murmured in her heart: "When you get along with others, leave a little room."
After a moment of silence, he said, "What about the study that Uncle Heng said earlier?"
Jia Heng said: "Ignore the past books for now. In the future, read more serious books, not necessarily the Four Books and Five Classics. You can read any history books or travel notes to cultivate your temperament and broaden your horizons. Your thoughts at that time will be different from those now."
It’s different.”
Hearing this, Sister You San was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Uncle Heng asked me to study more last time, but I want to come. I am not a man, and it is difficult to take the imperial examination to study. If I want to study, I can only be sensible."
Jia Heng said: "Isn't it good to be sensible?"
Sister You San raised her beautiful and charming face, chuckled slightly, and said with a bit of self-deprecation: "Uncle Heng, I am not a young lady from the West Palace. I am from a small family, but I am born like this."
Color is just a way for children to get into trouble by holding money in the city. But it would be fine if I were to accept my fate, but I refuse to accept my fate."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "This world is always much harsher on women."
Sister You San sighed quietly, her eye circles were a little red again, and said: "I just wish that I was not born as a man, so that I could not establish a career, wash away the shame of being humble, or know how to make a living in the economy, and find a place where no one knows me.
Son, you can also break free from the cage..."
When Jia Heng heard this, he was also a little moved.
These words are actually very insightful. In this feudal era, it doesn't matter no matter how humble a man's background is. As Tan Chun said, as long as you establish a career, then you will have your own reasons.
For example... I am a commoner in Huaiyou, how can the world compare to me!
Of course, you can make a living financially, move to a completely new environment, and start over.
Thinking of this, Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "Economic livelihood, actually, if you think about it, you still have it."
Without economic independence, there is no personal independence.
When Sister You San heard this, she paused and turned to look at Jia Heng.
"Can you weave?" Jia Heng asked.
Sister You San paused slightly and shook her head.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and asked: "How about your female celebrity?"
Sister You San's face was slightly startled, a blush appeared on her face, and she said softly: "I'll know a little bit."
"I know it for a little bit, but I can't do it anymore." Jia Heng murmured.
Sister You San pursed her lips, unable to refute.
Jia Heng said: "Where's your cooking skills?"
"I've never cooked at home..." Sister You San lowered her head slightly, no matter how aggressive she was, she was a little shy at the moment.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "Abacus, or arithmetic, do you understand?"
Sister You San raised her beautiful eyes and said softly: "I know something."
Jia Heng frowned and said: "If you know a little bit, you probably won't know how to do it. Then... it will be difficult to handle."
There are no electronics factories now. If you want to work in a factory as a factory girl, there is no place to tighten screws.
Sister You San is so pretty, and it seems she has no other way out than being someone's aunt...
Seemingly struck by Jia Heng's frowning and silent expression, Sister You San felt ashamed and couldn't help but coquettishly said: "I can sing, punch, and play dice..."
Jia Heng: "..."
Completely defeated by Jia Heng's speechless expression, Sister You San's voice became weaker and weaker until she could no longer hear her. She pursed her lips and lowered her head, feeling somewhat depressed.
Jia Heng thought for a while, looked silent for a moment, and struggled to utter a few words, "How about... you write a book?"
Sister You San: “???”
Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "Write a storybook, or a short story, etc. I think you have read a lot of erotic storybooks, don't you have the idea of writing? Well, I don't mean to ask you to write these erotic storybooks.
, but to write some historical romance stories, or write scripts, or write operas. I just want to buy a bookstore recently, you can contribute."
In his previous life, he had also watched a lot of old stories on female videos. Now, if Sister You San is allowed to engage in literary creation, writing about a domineering prince falling in love with me, I think she would be very popular with some girls in the boudoir. However, there are some standards that need to be paid attention to.
, female writers love to write erotic dramas the most, especially Sister You San who is used to reading erotic novels.
Of course, you can also write some male videos.
That kind of first-person online writing has a strong sense of immersion.
"But...where have I written this? I really don't know how to..." Sister You San's eyes lit up at first, and then she hesitated a little.
Jia Heng said: "This, I will tell you about it and you will understand. If it doesn't work, I will give you the outline of the story and you will write it."
Many past life stories, given his current situation, cannot be written at all. It would be a pity if they were buried. Sister You San can write them and improve the fate of this miserable woman in the original work.
Jia Heng said: "For example, you can write about a chivalrous woman, a family, a country, a world, rivers, lakes, temples, etc."
"Hongfu girl?" She looked at Sister You San and said in surprise as her beautiful eyes lit up.
She did have an impression of the red-whisker girl running to Li Jing at night.
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Yes, you can write a romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, or a whole book of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty...or Dugu Feng of the Tang Dynasty."