The Red Mansions

Chapter 8 Strange Things
During lunch, Jia Yun was in a trance.

Originally, he wanted to inquire about the affairs of Jia's mansion from Jia Qin, but unexpectedly, it aroused his various expectations for the female family members of Jia's mansion.

"Prime Minister Cao...my role model..." Jia Yun thought to herself.

Of course, with his current status, he can only think about it. Let alone meeting him, it is extremely difficult to catch a glimpse from a distance.

Therefore, Jia Yun quickly calmed down and concentrated on cooking.

At noon, I ate rice with three vegetarian dishes. Because Jia Yun came back with a jar of soybean oil, the food at home finally smelled of oil, which was extremely difficult.

The reason why the original owner was so thin in the past was because he ate poorly, was not even full enough, and could not keep up with nutrition. People said that he was handsome, but in fact, everyone wanted to grow strong, but the conditions were limited, so he had to grow delicately. .

Because of practicing, Jia Yun's appetite increased greatly. The original owner could only eat two bowls of rice at most in the past, but now he can eat five bowls in one go, and he also drank a large bowl of soup before he was half full.

Mrs. Bu thought he was working from dawn to dusk to do business, and he ate so much because of hard work, so he was not suspicious, but said that he should cook more when cooking in the future, so as not to starve his son.

After eating and washing the pots and bowls, Mrs. Bu asked Jia Yun, "Brother Yun, are you going out this afternoon?"

"I'm going out, mother, what's the matter?" Jia Yun sat on the threshold stone and turned her head back.

Bu Shi: "Now that I'm recovering from illness, I can't be idle. I plan to go outside to pick up some work. I guess it will take a while."

"Now it's not like before. There are so many rice and noodles in the house. If no one is left to watch at home, I always feel uneasy and afraid that someone with a heart will come to the door."

Jia Yun smiled and said, "Mother, you just take care of it. It doesn't matter if I go out early or late, just stay at home and wait for you to come back!"

After all, she is used to being poor, and she feels flustered when the family suddenly has dozens of catties of rice and flour. This is also Jia Yun's biggest concern why she dare not earn too much money right away.

In fact, now that he has space, it is very easy to earn money, such as planting medicinal materials, and the money comes quickly.

If he was alone, he would definitely do this, earn money earlier, and he could study and practice martial arts earlier.

But it's different now, because of Bu's reason, if he becomes rich suddenly, Bu's probably won't be able to sleep all day long.

After Mrs. Bu went out, Jia Yun was not idle, and sat cross-legged under the eaves, doing exercises silently.

He is not afraid of being discovered, anyway, he absorbs sunlight, which is invisible to the naked eye. If it weren't for the spiritual energy fluctuations in his body, he would have thought that he was practicing fake kung fu.

Not long after practicing, Jia Qin came out dressed up neatly and invited Jia Yun to play together.

Jia Yun declined, but Jia Qin knew the result was so disappointed, she shook her head and left with a sigh.

Looking at Jia Qin's back, Jia Yun smiled, then restrained her mind and continued to practice. He had such a chance to get this exercise, if he didn't grasp it, he would be too stupid.

The traces of spiritual energy shuttled through the flesh and blood, hurting the muscles and bones, Jia Yun closed her eyes slightly, and felt her whole body silently.

He felt like his whole body was tempered by the fire, while removing the excess impurities in his body, it was constantly replenishing new energy.

His originally stiff body gradually became more resilient, his muscles gradually formed, his strength increased greatly, his perception became more acute, and his emaciated body gradually became fuller. It is estimated that his image will change drastically in a month at most.

……

In Sister Feng's courtyard, Jia Lian was half lying on the couch, about to take a nap, when suddenly Wang Xifeng came in with a dark face and lifted the curtain.

Curious in his heart, he stood up and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter, this face is so ugly."

Wang Xifeng glanced at him sideways, came to the round table, poured a glass of water and drank a few mouthfuls, sat down, gritted his teeth and said:

"It's not Baoyu. He insisted on eating steamed stuffed buns this morning, but he ordered the kitchen to make them in private. It's not a big deal. The key point is that he only took one bite at dinner time, and then he screamed, saying that the cook at home was perfunctory. After all, the buns made are not as good as pig food."

"At that time, my ancestors just laughed and scolded a few words, but I never thought that Mr. Zheng lost his temper. He insisted on beating Baoyu before giving up. He said that he was not concentrating on studying, but was obsessed with enjoying. , that’s all.”

Jia Lian laughed and said, "I heard Xing'er talk about this when I just came back. Isn't it all over? Why is there still something going on?"

Wang Xifeng sighed, took a look at Jia Lian, and said, "Who said it wasn't? Baoyu didn't even go to school in the morning because she didn't eat the buns that fit her mouth. She went back to lie down after breakfast."

"He didn't even eat the meal at noon, so the old ancestor brought all the family members, big and small, to visit him. After a good meal of comfort, Baoyu reluctantly got up and ate a little, but his spirit was still not good."

Jia Lian frowned and said, "Isn't this sick?"

"I called the imperial doctor to see it, and there is nothing wrong with it." Wang Xifeng shook his head and said.

Jia Lian pondered for a moment, then asked in confusion: "That's weird, the steamed buns made in our kitchen are also delicious. When did Baoyu's mouth become so dangling?"

Wang Xifeng shook her head and sighed: "Ghost knows what caused Baoyu to behave like this, but the wife blamed me for not managing the kitchen properly. Hey, it's my fault in the end."

Then, she came back to her senses and asked Jia Lian, "By the way, what have you been doing these few days?"

Jia Lian gave her a sideways look, and said expressionlessly: "Father told me to do something. Don't ask me about the old man's business, you bitch."

Wang Xifeng raised her eyebrows, and was about to quarrel, but suddenly thought of something, and immediately endured it, but her chest was still heaving up and down in anger.

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, gave Jia Lian a look, and said, "Okay, okay, I don't care about your business. If you have no money to spend in the future, don't come here to play the autumn breeze!"

After finishing speaking, she got up and came to the couch, pulled Jia Lian up, and pushed him to the door, saying, "Go out, you old man, don't hang out with me, I'm a bitch, I'm a mess!" Sorry for you!"

After pushing Jia Lian out of the door, Wang Xifeng closed the door with a bang, went back to lie down on the couch angrily, rolled around a few times, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Bastard, it's all a family's bastard! "

Outside the door, Jia Lian staggered and nearly fell, but was supported by Ping'er who was standing outside the door listening to the wall.

With a smile on the corner of Ping'er's mouth, he asked in a low voice, "Master, what's the matter?"

After Jia Lian stood firm, she took a look at Ping'er and said, "Who knows what kind of madness this woman is, she kicked me out in a daze."

Ping'er shook his head, and said angrily: "Grandma got angry with his wife today, and you don't obey her. See, she's offended now, and you'll have something to eat."

"Hmph, I'm not used to her! Since I can't stay at home, I'll go outside to play." Jia Lian snorted coldly, waved her hands, put her back behind her, and walked out.

Ping'er frowned, and muttered: "Neither of the couple is normal."

……

Jiang Yunxuan.

Jia Baoyu was sleeping on the couch, looking at the roof in a daze, thinking: "It's weird, I just smell the smell of the steamed stuffed bun and I'm obsessed with it. I've never liked a food so much before?"

After eating the steamed stuffed bun, Jia Baoyu felt no appetite to eat other things. Even if he ate delicacies from mountains and seas for lunch, he felt like chewing wax in his mouth.

"I'm not sick. I'm hungry and I really want to eat, but I just can't eat. What should I do?" Jia Baoyu panicked.

After thinking for a while, he turned over, put some money on his body, went out, and called Mingyan: "Who did you say made the buns this morning? Take me to have a look."

"Master, Brother Yun only sells steamed stuffed buns in the morning, so you won't be able to eat them now!" Mingyan said bitterly.

Jia Baoyu said unhappily: "I'll buy it with silver and add more money. If you don't believe me, he won't do it. Don't be silly, just lead the way."

Mingyan had no choice but to follow. In fact, he didn't eat enough in the morning. If Second Master Bao could really persuade Jia Yun, he would be able to follow suit.

The two braved the scorching sun and came to the west corridor.

"Brother Yun lives in the courtyard not far in front." In the alley, Mingyan pointed to a courtyard gate in front of him and said.

Jia Baoyu nodded, straightened his clothes, and walked over.

The courtyard door was wide open, and as soon as Jia Baoyu arrived at the door, he saw a gentle and handsome figure under the eaves sitting cross-legged in meditation, and he couldn't help saying: "You are so handsome..."

(End of this chapter)