The Red Chamber begins with a bastard

Chapter 41

Jia Baoyu's tone naturally made Jia Huan very upset, but he didn't bother to argue with the nine-year-old kid, so he said straightforwardly: "No problem, should Brother Bao draw first, or sister Lin first?"

Jia Baoyu immediately said with a gentlemanly demeanor: "Of course I will paint for Sister Lin first."

Jia Huan nodded and motioned Lin Daiyu to sit opposite, spread out the drawing paper and began to draw in a rustling manner. Yingchun, Tanchun and others stood beside them with great interest, while Ping'er was busy pouring tea and water for everyone. Seeing that Jia Huan was welcomed by everyone, she was also very happy.

Jia Baoyu was also watching Jia Huan's painting at the side, and suddenly saw a slender maidservant making tea for everyone, and couldn't help taking a second look.

Hehe, although Jia Huan is not what it used to be, but in Jia Baoyu's subconscious mind, it is obvious that Jia Huan is still the wretched and naughty Jia Huan before. A good girl like Ping'er should not be sent to serve him. It is a waste of a good cabbage!

The more Jia Baoyu thought about it, the more he was worthless for Ping'er, and at this moment Ping'er just walked up to him, offering a cup of tea with both hands and saying, "Second Master Bao, please drink tea."

Jia Baoyu was thinking wildly in his mind, seeing Ping'er's sweet and pretty face so close at hand, he felt even more picturesque, and for a while, he didn't go to pick up the teacup as if he had committed a mental illness.

Ping'er didn't think about it, because this person often did this, and said amusedly, "Second Master Bao doesn't recognize me?"

Seeing Ping'er's sweet smile, Jia Baoyu couldn't help feeling hot in his heart, and blurted out: "Sister Ping'er, go to my room."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present looked sideways, including Jia Baoyu's eldest maid, Xiren, who looked embarrassed and embarrassed.

Jia Huan almost broke the charcoal pencil too. His grandma's is worthy of a big face. What a face, to dig a wall in front of the master?Do you really think that you are the center of the universe, and the earth won't turn without you?

Ping'er's pretty face turned red instantly, her eyes showed sullenness, she sneered and said: "Ping'er is very stupid, how can he be worthy of working in Second Master Bao's house." After speaking, he turned and walked away.

Jia Baoyu's nose was ashamed, his handsome face flushed with embarrassment, coupled with the strange eyes of everyone, it made him feel ashamed, and he defended embarrassingly: "I was just joking, sister Ping'er will take it seriously."

Lin Daiyu hid half of her face with a round fan, and dabbed her index finger lightly on her cheeks as a gesture of "shame". Jia Baoyu was even more embarrassed, wishing to find a way to get in, and finally ran out under the pretext of going to the toilet and hid for nearly an incense stick before sneaking back, mixing among the crowd to watch Jia Huan paint.

At this time, Jia Huan has already drawn the general outline of Lin Daiyu, but instead of sitting, she is standing. The background is a peach blossom grove, but there are colorful tassels, green grass lining the road, and the skirt of a young girl fluttering.

"It's so beautiful!" The little girl Jia Xichun couldn't help blurting out, she who used to look at Jia Huan with disgust, now she couldn't help showing admiration.

Lin Daiyu also wanted to come over to see how Jia Huan painted herself, but she was worried that if she moved, it would affect Jia Huan's painting, so she had to endure it, like a cat scratching in her heart.

Jia Huan was completely immersed in it at this moment, turning a deaf ear to the surroundings, lowering his head and brushing like flying, only occasionally raising his head to look at Lin Daiyu, and finally not looking at it at all, and everyone seemed to be infected by Jia Huan's emotions, staring at the drawing board without saying a word, the room was surprisingly quiet, only the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the drawing paper could be heard.

After another quarter of an hour, Lin Daiyu finally couldn't bear it any longer. She stood up anxiously and walked behind Jia Huan. When she nervously looked at the drawing paper, she froze instantly.

Under the colorful flower tree, a graceful and charming girl is carrying a flower hoe, holding a sachet full of fallen flowers in her left hand. The breeze disturbs the morning mist, and the girl’s skirt is fluttering. Heartbeat, but Jia Baoyu has been dumbfounded, as if petrified.

Lin Daiyu glanced in surprise at Jia Huan who was still concentrating on painting, feeling inexplicably complicated, because she seemed to have seen the scene in this painting, as if she had seen it in a dream.

I believe that students who have watched the [-] TV series "Dream of Red Mansions" will be very impressed by the scene of Daiyu's burial of flowers. The classic song "The Song of Burying Flowers" and the image of Daiyu played by Ms. Chen Xiaoxu are simply too deeply rooted in people's hearts.

About half an hour later, Jia Huan finally finished the painting, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.Jia Huan took the drawing paper from the easel and handed it to Lin Daiyu, and said with a smile, "It's finished, sister Lin, do you think it's okay?"

"Thank you Brother Huan." Holding the painting, Lin Daiyu felt indescribable, and Yingchun Tanchun and a group of maids surrounded her in admiration.

Jia Tanchun said with a bit of sourness: "It seems that my own sister is inferior in comparison. It can be seen that Huan'er didn't pay attention to my portrait."

Jia Huan sweated secretly: "Is the third sister not satisfied with the picture Huan'er drew for you before?"

Jia Tanchun said: "I was quite satisfied before, but now I am not satisfied after seeing the picture of Luoer."

Jia Huan laughed and said, "Then I'll make up another picture for Third Sister later."

Jia Tanchun smiled happily, shook his head and said, "No need, I'm just teasing you, but didn't Brother Huan say that the feature of sketching is realism? Why does this painting make the hair look a little older? And it also adds a background."

Jia Huan said solemnly: "Art comes from life, but it is higher than life."

"Then can the third master also paint a higher-than-life portrait of the servant girl?" Cui Mo asked playfully.

Everyone giggled, and Jia Huan also laughed and said, "Of course it's okay, but there must be one who comes first, and now it's Brother Bao's turn."

Seeing that Jia Huan was so popular with everyone, Jia Baoyu felt quite uncomfortable. You must know that wherever he was in the past, he was the center and everyone revolved around him, but now he has become a supporting role standing on the sidelines. Naturally, he is not used to it. He even lost his mind about asking Jia Huan to paint his own portrait. He waved his hands and said, "Whoever wants to paint can paint first, and I can be last."

Jia Xichun laughed and said, "Second brother, then I won't be polite, Huan'er, you can draw for me first."

Jia Yingchun glanced at Jia Huan, who was slightly tired, and said lightly: "Huan'er has just finished painting for sister Lin, so she should be tired, so let's take a break and paint again."

Jia Huan's heart warmed. Although Jia Yingchun was the most mediocre of the four girls in Jia's family, she was also the most gentle and docile one.

But now, Jia Huan feels that she will do her best to avoid this tragedy, and there is no other reason, just because she pretended to fall that day, and Yingchun reached out to help her, and because of the kindness and care she has shown now, she deserves a good ending, not a tragic death after being devastated.

At this time, Jia Tanchun also said: "I have to rest for a while, the painting of Mao'er is too exhausting."

Ping'er was eager for Jia Huan to rest for a while, so he opened the table and brought up a bunch of dried fruit snacks and other festive foods, so that everyone could chat while eating.

Jia Baoyu was in a bad mood at first, but when he saw the sisters having a good chat with Jia Huan, his mood became even worse. He couldn't help feeling sorry for her, but he couldn't bear to have Sister Lin here, so he wandered around the room boredly, and walked to the desk without knowing it. Seeing a large pile of books on the desk, he couldn't help but wonder, "The poems and plays written by Huaner couldn't be copied from these books, could they?"

For some reason, Jia Bao suddenly became excited, picked up one at random and looked through it, only to find that it was actually a book on military affairs, so he picked up the second book and looked at it, it was still a book on military affairs, he couldn't help being very disappointed.

When Jia Baoyu picked up the third book, his complexion changed, and he immediately threw it back as if bitten by a snake. There was a loud snap, which attracted everyone who was chatting to look at him. Xiren even hurried forward and asked nervously, "Little ancestor, what's wrong?"

It turned out that the third book that Jia Baoyu picked up just now was "Great Learning" in the Four Books. He originally hated official career and economics the most, and the Four Books and Five Classics were the books that must be read in the imperial examination, so he was very displeased, and immediately threw it back.

Jia Huan couldn't help being startled, a little confused, so Jia Tanchun quickly walked over to take a look, picked up the "University" and waved it to everyone, and said with a smile: "What kind of forbidden book is my Tao?

Jia Huan was very speechless, just from Jia Baoyu's tone just now, it felt like he was discovered by reading a comic book.

Jia Baoyu said with a look of disgust: "At first I saw that Huan'er could not only compose poems but also paint, and I thought he was a fellow-citizen. I didn't realize that he was also an official fan, and he was an official fan at a young age. Huan'er, I misunderstood you, Sister Lin, let's go, and never come here again."

Jia Huan couldn't help being dumbfounded, what kind of nonsense is this?Besides, I let you rummage around?I invite you to come?Simply unreasonable!
(End of this chapter)