The Red Chamber begins with a bastard

Chapter 66 Li Wan Wants to Be Strong

The method of making ice cream is not complicated. As soon as Jia Huan taught it, Tie Niu and Tie Hu brothers learned it. The ingenious Hong Ling even made ice cream with flavors such as orange, jasmine, osmanthus, and honey. As for whether it tastes good or not, I don’t know for the time being, because it has to be frozen in the ice cellar overnight to let it solidify before taking it out.

The setting sun was shining and the sky was full of sunset. Jia Huan and Qian Huai, master and servant, entered the city just before the city gate closed, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Carrying Jia Huan's bookcase on his back, Qian Huai sighed and complained while panting: "People follow the master to eat delicious food and drink hot food, but slaves will only be exhausted if they follow the third master."

Qian Huai was always picky about the easy and fear the heavy, so he ran back and forth for half a day with his books on his back, complaining was inevitable, and Jia Huan deliberately sent him away when he was teaching Tieniu and others how to make ice cream, which also made Qian Huai very dissatisfied and unconvinced. He was obviously the personal servant, and after serving the third master for so many years, the third master did not trust him, but trusted Brother Tieniu whom he had only known for a few months.

Jia Huan glanced at Qian Huai, and said calmly, "In this case, how about giving you a light job, such as guarding the gate, just after Wang Lusheng was kicked out of the mansion, and the vacancy has not been filled. I will say hello to Lai Da at that time, and there should be no problem."

"Your servant is just talking casually, third master, don't take it seriously, hehe, it's actually quite good to work with third master, so there's no need to change it!" Seeing that Jia Huan seemed to be serious, Qian Huai hurriedly said with a smile.

First of all, following Jia Huan is actually pretty easy. Apart from going out to help with things, he doesn’t have to worry about other things at all, and after Jia Huan returns home, he doesn’t have to worry about it. The rest of the time is free, and he can do whatever he wants, unlike guarding the gate.

Secondly, Jia Huan has a good temper, seldom gets scolded, seldom does anything, and he does what he says. Since the incident with Bao Er's wife last time, he really pays for an extra two hundred Wen every month out of his own pocket.

When Jia Huan and Qian Huai returned to the Rongguo Mansion in Dashi Yongfang, it was completely dark, but the eight big lanterns hanging in front of the mansion illuminated the surroundings as brightly as day, and there were more than a dozen well-dressed slaves sitting on the benches in front of the door as usual.

"Ouch, Mr. Huan is back." Seeing Jia Huan coming from a distance, Hao Nu, the foreman, immediately took the lead to greet him, and greeted him with a smile.

Jia Huan nodded and said, "I have some private business to do, so I'm late, please open the corner door."

The foreman didn't dare to say anything, he opened the corner door quickly, and called an adult servant to help Qian Huai carry the bookcase.

Complacent, Qian Huai handed the book box to the famous servant as a matter of course, and he followed behind with ease, thinking: "Hey, San Ye Huan is not what he used to be, he has won the favor of noble people, and the treatment in the mansion has increased.

Let’s say that Jia Huan entered the Xijiao Gate, and when he walked near the Yi Gate, he happened to meet a person head-on. This person had a big black mole on the left corner of his mouth.

Laiwang was carrying a burden on his back, walking alone in a hurry, apparently planning to leave the mansion, when he ran into Jia Huan, he was visibly stunned, and then hurriedly saluted, "I've met Mr. Huan!"

Jia Huan glanced at the burden that Lai Wang was carrying, and said with a smile, "It's getting dark, and Uncle Wang is still going out?"

Laiwang hurriedly said: "Don't dare to do it, the third master Huan can just ask the slave to come to Wang, heck, it's... Second Mistress Lian asked the slave to go out to do something."

Jia Huan's heart moved, nodded and said: "It's late at night, it must be urgent, I won't delay you, go!"

Laiwang slapped another thousand, and then passed by with his burden on his back, a cold light flashed quickly in his eyes under the dark night.Two days ago, his daughter-in-law was kicked out of the house by Jiamu's order of [-] slaps, and she is still bedridden. Although she saved one life, most of them will be permanently disabled. Although this matter was initiated by the elder Jia Amnesty, it has nothing to do with Jia Huan. If this kid didn't fight against the second grandma, would my wife be able to punish him?If my daughter-in-law doesn't punish him, naturally she won't end up in the current situation!

Hey, this is a proper presumption of guilt for the victim. I don’t reflect on what I have done badly, but instead blame the victim for fighting back and hurting myself. This kind of person is really bad!

But yes, if Laiwang wasn't bad enough and ruthless enough, how could Wang Xifeng entrust him with loan sharks?The heart is not black enough, the means are not cruel enough, not to mention charging high interest, I am afraid that even the principal will not be recovered, after all, the poor are also dying, if you choose to smash the pot, you have no cruel means to deal with it, and you can only admit it in the end!

Let’s get down to business, let’s say that Jia Huan returned to his residence, after dinner and shower, he immediately turned on the light to rewrite the article arranged by Jia Dairu. At this moment, Jia Huan seemed to have returned to the passionate college entrance examination years, and his whole body was on fire, busy and down-to-earth.

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The sound of insects singing outside the window, the pretty widow Li Wan sat under the lamp and was doing needlework leisurely. The candlelight cast her slender shadow on the screen window behind her, and the breeze blew by, making the shadow swaying and graceful.

Little Jia Lan sat cross-legged on the couch, with a low table in front of her, and was seriously practicing calligraphy.

Li Wan occasionally raised her head to look at her son, her eyes were filled with relief and kindness. Since her husband's death, she has devoted all her attention to cultivating her son.Fortunately, hard work paid off. Jia Lan, who was only five years old, had already read hundreds of Tang poems and Song Ci by heart, and recognized more than half of Meng Xue’s books, and his handwriting was also good. This was not a star and a half better than Meng Tong at the same age. Even Grandpa Jia Dairu was full of praise.

Li Wan believes that in time, Lan Er will definitely be able to surpass Lan Er and become a scholar before his late father, who passed the college examination at the age of 14. Li Wan feels that if Lan Er can pass the college exam at the age of 13, she will be satisfied.

At this time, Jia Lan suddenly raised his head and said, "Mother, Uncle Huan..."

Li Wan frowned and interrupted: "Have you finished writing?"

Jia Lan shook her head, and Li Wan's face suddenly darkened: "Lan'er, how did mother teach you? When you write, you have to focus on nothing else. If you keep thinking wildly, mother will punish you."

Jia Lan didn't dare to say more, she quickly lowered her head and continued to write earnestly. Li Wan frowned and shook her head. Recently, her son kept talking about Uncle Huan and shutting up about Uncle Huan, which annoyed her. Jia Lan should not get too close to Jia Huan.

However, I don't know what drug Jia Huan gave Lan'er to make Lan'er worship him so much. If things go on like this, what should Lan'er do if she learns his violent and bloody tricks?
Li Wan couldn't help worrying, Lan'er went to ethnology school every day, and she couldn't avoid contact with Jia Huan, so she couldn't stop going to school, right?

Let Jia Huan not go to school?that's even more impossible
"Mother, my child is finished!"

Li Wan was at a loss, Jia Lan finally finished her homework, she checked it carefully, then nodded in satisfaction and said: "Go and go to bed after cleaning your hands."

Jia Lan stretched her waist and said, "Mother, Uncle Huan..."

"Why do you keep mentioning him!" Li Wan interrupted a little impatiently.

Jia Lan's face collapsed, tears welled up in his eyes, Li Wan realized that he had passed when he saw this, and put on a smiling face and said, "I'm sorry, mother has been in a bad mood recently, and I'm not scolding you, um, tell me, what's wrong with you, Uncle Huan?"

Jia Lan said: "Master, let Uncle Huan write today."

Li Wan was taken aback, and blurted out: "Really?"

Jia Lan nodded and said: "I saw it with my own eyes, the problem is that people don't know but not stunned."

Li Wan was puzzled, Jia Huan's study progress was similar to that of Lan'er before, why did the master suddenly let him start writing?I haven't learned the Four Books and Five Classics yet, can I write them?

"Then how is your uncle Huan writing?" Li Wan asked.

Jia Lan shook her head and said, "My child can't understand it either. Anyway, Uncle Huan wrote it, and I took it to my master for review after school."

"It's really written?" Li Wan was skeptical.

Jia Lan said: "Uncle Huan has memorized all the books of Enlightenment, and now he reads the Analects of Confucius every day. I heard from Brother Jia Jie that the master may intend to let Uncle Huan try his hand next month."

Li Wan was so shocked that his little mouth opened into an "O" shape, and he tried his hands at the age of eight?This... is too heaven-defying, isn't it possible?

Jia Lan rubbed his eyes, and said aggrievedly: "My mother always said that three people must have my teacher, choose the good ones and follow them, and change the bad ones. Uncle Huan is so good, why doesn't mother let the child play with him?"

Li Wan was at a loss for words for a while, and then said in a fit of anger: "From now on, if you like to play with your Uncle Huan, play with him, and don't care about it for your mother."

Jia Lan immediately cheered, and Li Wan immediately warned: "But you can't follow him to fight with others."

Jia Lan nodded and said, "Uncle Huan also told me not to fight with others, because I'm too young and I'll suffer if I fight."

Li Wan was a little relaxed when he heard the words, and corrected him: "You can't fight when you grow up, only barbarians fight, it's not for a gentleman!"

"But Uncle Huan said that if someone beats you and doesn't fight back, then you are not a gentleman, but a fool." Jia Lan said weakly.

Li Wan was speechless at once, and after a while he said in a deep voice: "Don't learn his nonsense, just learn how to read from him."

"Oh, that kid is going to bed!" Jia Lan pouted.

"Wait, it's still early, read Zeng Guangxian Wen again." Li Wan ordered.

At first, Li Wan thought that her son's reading progress was much higher than that of schoolchildren of the same age, but after learning that Jia Huan had already started writing and might try it out next month, she immediately felt that her son was lagging behind and needed to improve his strength.

Poor little Jalan had to yawn and continue working hard.

　The outbreak of the handicapped party is over, and there are [-] words in the fourth update, that's it, no more can't stand it.Thank you readers for your support.So far, the book-to-book ratio is pretty good.

　　
　
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