The Red Mansions

Chapter 275 The Birth of the Eldest Son
The fragrance of ink is faint.

In the study, Jia Yun quietly flipped through the books.

I was fascinated by watching, and when I came back to my senses, I realized that Qin Keqing had come at some time.

Probably because he was afraid of disturbing him, so he didn't ask the servant girl to remind him.

"But something?" Jia Yun put down the scroll and asked with a smile.

Qin Keqing nodded lightly, smiled slightly, and asked:

"Sister Feng is here. The master said before that she would take care of some of the housework."

"The concubine thinks that no matter which part is important, if she can't make the decision, come here and ask."

Jia Yun pondered for a moment, and said, "From now on, you should take care of the family affairs."

"The affairs of the farm and the shop will be handed over to her."

No matter how it is divided, after Xue Baochai gave birth to a child, she will still be in charge of the housework.

She is a legitimate wife, and her name is justified.

Qin Keqing nodded and said, "Okay, I'll hand over the account book and seal to her when I go back."

"Go to Baochai's courtyard and hand it over, and let her watch." Jia Yun urged.

Qin Keqing nodded and said with a smile, "It should be like this."

Xue Baochai must nod for housework.

The procedure of granting and accepting privately is not in compliance with regulations, and it is easy to cause misunderstanding.

Jia Yun smiled and asked, "How does she feel when she comes here?"

When Wang Xifeng came here, no matter how good it was, it was impossible for her to change from a regular wife to an aunt without a gap in her heart.

"On the surface, it should be fine, but I don't know what's going on in private."

"It's not that the master doesn't know her temperament. She has always been very strong and pays attention to face."

"Even if there is any grievance, I will only hold it in my heart and feel sad alone."

Jia Yun pondered: "Let Ping'er talk to her more, no one else can help you with this matter."

Qin Keqing smiled and said: "The concubine often goes to accompany her."

Jia Yun nodded, Qin Keqing also came from Jia's mansion, and she was also the first wife before.

Her mental journey is somewhat similar to Wang Xifeng's, but she can do more of her work.

Wang Xifeng's courtyard.

"Say hello?" Wang Xifeng stepped forward to greet Qin Keqing.

Qin Keqing nodded and said with a smile: "The master always keeps his word when he speaks."

"From now on, I will let you manage the farm and shop at home, so you can have fun secretly!"

Wang Xifeng smiled openly, and said with a smile:
"That's good. Now I have a farm to take care of myself, so it happens to be together."

Qin Keqing looked her around a few times, seeing that her mood was quite stable, she felt relieved.

"Clean up, come with me to see Madam, and I will hand over the account book and seal to you."

Wang Xifeng pondered for a while, nodded and said:

"This is the truth, there is nothing to clean up, so let's go."

The two chatted for a while, and went to the madam's courtyard hand in hand, only to find that it was full of people.

Although there were many people, they were all silent.

At this time Ping'er came forward and said in a low voice, "Sister Feng, my wife is about to give birth."

"Huh? Early?" Wang Xifeng asked in surprise.

Ping'er shook his head and said: "It's not considered early, it's not bad, there is no fixed number of children."

Wang Xifeng nodded and said: "That's true, the master is here?"

"He got the letter first, and now he is guarding the courtyard with the old lady." Ping'er replied.

Wang Xifeng nodded, and walked into the courtyard with Qin Keqing and Ping'er, leading the maid.

Still at the gate of the courtyard, I heard Xue Baochai's cry of pain in the room.

Needless to say, each child must be more difficult, and it is even more difficult if you have twins.

In the middle of the courtyard, Jia Yun and Mrs. Bu were sitting on chairs, and a group of aunts stood behind them.

The three of Wang Xifeng stepped forward to salute.

Jia Yun, who was originally anxious, calmed down, and said to Wang Xifeng:

"You are quick-witted, go in with Ping'er and watch."

Wang Xifeng responded, and Heping'er went to the delivery room hand in hand.

Seeing that Jia Yun was in a hurry, Mrs. Bu comforted her and said:
"Don't worry, Baochai is a blessed person, and he will definitely be blessed."

Jia Yun nodded. Although she knew that the baby would not be born for a while, she was definitely nervous.

After waiting for a while, people from the Xue family came.

Xue Wangshi, Xue Pan, and Xue Biao also came.

Because there were female relatives, Xue Pan and Xue Biao only stopped in the middle courtyard.

Xue Wang brought Jia Ling to the backyard.

After some greetings, he also sat down quietly and waited.

No matter how many people come here at this moment, it won't be of much help.

"Originally it was said that it would be born in February, but now it's only the end of the first month, which is ahead of schedule." Xue Wang said worriedly.

Mrs. Bu smiled and said: "There is no fixed number for having a baby, ten days and a half months in advance is also normal."

Xue Wang turned around and asked Jia Yun, "Have you decided on a name?"

"I have decided on a few names, and I have to discuss them with Baochai." Jia Yun smiled.

"Nicknames, we will pick them later according to their birth time."

Counting from the first generation of Rongguo Mansion and Ningguo Mansion, the Jia family has a simple seniority.

Water, Dai, Wen, Jade, Grass.

From then on, it will be Guo, En, Ming... and so on, and it will be passed down.

Children are prone to die young these days, so the daimyo is usually started at the time of grasping the week.

There are even some people who raised them when they were two or three years old before they got their names.

Usually called nicknames.

The nickname can be cheap, as in the countryside, there are generally all kinds of ugly things like dog eggs and chicken feathers.

The big family can talk about a little bit of decency, but it shouldn't be too ugly to be cheap.

Jia Yun planned to take it according to the time of birth.

Such as ugly benevolence, ugly good, ugly noble, golden ugly...

This method has been adopted by many people, combining the humble name with their own expectations for their children.

Time passed slowly, and the maids serving in the room came in and out, changing the ginseng soup, hot water, etc.

The longer it dragged on, the more anxious and worried people became, and even Bu Shi couldn't sit still.

Jia Yun also kept an eye on the movement in the room.

Once there is a change, there is no need to talk about decency. Naturally, human life is the most important thing.

Xue Baochai cannot be allowed to make any mistakes.

However, the more impatient, the more difficult it is for the child to be born.

They sent someone in to ask questions, and they said that it was all right, and that they were going through life step by step.

Three days passed in a flash, and Jia Yun's family was exhausted.

Of course, Xue Baochai was the hardest one.

No one thought that the child was born three days in his life.

In the early morning, the first rays of the sun shone in the courtyard.

Suddenly, the cry of a baby resounded through the sky.

"Wow……"

Hearing this voice, Jia Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's born, it's born, it's a young master!"

"Congratulations master, congratulations master, madam has given birth to a young master!"

Wen Duo came out with a crying voice, holding the child, wanting to cry but not crying.

The baby was so tormenting that she delivered it here and stayed there for three days.

Fortunately, several midwives took turns to rest, otherwise they would not be able to keep up.

Jia Yun laughed loudly and said, "Haha, good good good good good good good! Reward, great reward!"

Qin Keqing immediately handed over the prepared ten taels of silver.

Of course, there are rewards for other insurances, as well as the family's aunts and servants.

After laughing, Jia Yun took the child carefully and looked at it carefully.

"No wonder this child is so difficult to give birth to, it probably weighs more than six catties..."

This weight is comparable to that of a fetus with only one pregnancy.

(End of this chapter)