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Chapter 40 The laughing stock

As it turns out, Jia Huan was thinking too much.

It seems that the feudal thought of this era is still not bad enough.

It was Aunt Zhao who bathed Jia Huan. Aunt Zhao almost cursed about Jia Huan’s problem.

It turns out that even in the master's house, except for the maids who serve in close proximity, other maids are not responsible for bathing the master's house.

Many maids even sign a living contract, which is allowed to redeem, and they can also marry by themselves in the future.

The maid is like the housekeeper, waiter and nanny in later generations, but the political status is lower.

Generally speaking, only a family can become a personal maid if you have a child, because a family is loyal and at ease. Even if you know some private matters of the master's family that are not allowed to be seen, even for the safety of your family, it will not be easily revealed.

Xiaoque and Xiao Jixiang are neither children from their families nor Jia Huan’s personal maids.

Speaking of which, Jia Huan doesn’t have a maid yet, Xiaoque and Xiao Jixiang are both maids of Aunt Zhao.

Of course, Jia Baoyu seemed not as powerful as he was in Yihongyuan later, and there were not so many maids. Xiren was still from Mu Jia. Of course, he was just under Mu Jia’s name. In fact, the direct leader was already Jia Baoyu.

This is also one of the things that can be seen that Xiren has the means. As I said just now, if you want to be a personal maid, you usually have children at home.

For example, mandarin ducks are.

Others, including Tanchun and others, and even Zijuan beside Lin Daiyu, were all born into a family.

But Xiren is not. Her house is just outside the south city, with my mother and brother Hua Zifang.

But a girl who is not a child from her family can be sent to take care of Jia Baoyu, the lifeblood of Jia Mu.

Among them, we cannot be told by just one hardworking and reliable...

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this. You can’t just allow Jia Huan to pursue progress, and not allow Xiren to have lofty ideals, right?

Even Xiao Jixiang has a dream of being an aunt!

"What are you happy about? You're so stupid!"

Jia Huan's thoughts were interrupted by Aunt Zhao, and then he found that Aunt Zhao's hand was greeting him down.

"Hey, mom, mom, I'll do the rest of the work myself. I won't bother you, I won't bother you..."

Jia Huan quickly stopped Aunt Zhao from moving towards the bird's nest and persuaded.

"Pooh!"

As expected, he was spat by my mother, and then he heard Aunt Zhao say contemptuously: "I haven't seen anything you have? You still crawled out of my intestines! You think I'm willing to serve you a bastard..."

Jia Huan is now numb and even used to Aunt Zhao's insults. If one day she suddenly speaks kindly, Jia Huan may not be shocked.

Ignoring Aunt Zhao's complaints, Jia Huan cleaned his arms and legs with a bath towel, and then put on the dry clothes he prepared in advance. He felt much more refreshed, and it seemed that even the ache accumulated during running early in the morning had been washed away.

"How about you, isn't you handsome?"

Jia Huan said in front of the bronze mirror with a sarcastic look.

The bronze mirror is not as Jia Huan originally imagined, and it is difficult to see clearly.

In fact, it is still very bright. If the yellow blessing of the copper itself is not considered, the difference between it and the glass mirror is not too big.

Aunt Zhao naturally could not understand the meaning of the word "sold" and could only roll his eyes with a psychopath, and then whispered: "When I pay my respects to my wife later, I will complain a few more bitter things, saying that I have to eat well, and running requires shoes..."

Jia Huan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he heard this, thinking that the woman in front of him would be very tricky for her son.

No wonder in the Red Chamber, Jia Huan once complained that Aunt Zhao had always told him to make trouble. After annoying the people, he was always the one who was accused of being beaten in school...

Why is such a top-notch mother unwilling to think about it? Because Jia Huan Congwu, Mrs. Wang may be so worried now. At this time, she wants money and food to cry for poverty. Isn’t this arbitrary attempt to die?

Isn't this water in my mind?

Jia Huan whispered: "Mom, when I practice martial arts, my father gives food and adds money. My wife may be very upset now. When you go to work, don't show pride, otherwise..."

"Go and go, how can I use your evil teaching? Are you a mother and I? You don't listen to me and teach my mother a lesson. You got mad after being urinated? You..."

Before Jia Huan could speak, Aunt Zhao was browsing up, with one hand on her waist and the other hand on her lit up Jia Huan and cursing her constantly.

Seeing this, Jia Huan sighed and said to himself: You want to go and scold me, I can't save you.

...

"Do you have thorns? You can't stand up straight and you can't sit steadily. Why, I'm making you so uncomfortable here? Since you are uncomfortable standing and sitting, then you can kneel down."

Aunt Zhao was stunned. Although she had seen Tian'er scolded her by Mrs. Wang, she was never as strict as she was today.

Although she seems to be showing off her power all day long, she is too lazy to care about anything with people with such IQs, Aunt Zhao will sometimes be ignorant of her ability to get more and more incompetent.

But Mrs. Wang was really annoyed. Aunt Zhao didn't even dare to say something quibbling, and knelt in the court with dejected expression.

Jia Huan invited An Hou from Jia Mu to come to Mrs. Wang's side, and what he saw was his mother's unlucky appearance.

Originally, according to the previous rules, even if Mrs. Wang punished Aunt Zhao and Jia Huan appeared, Mrs. Wang should have made a fuss to make Aunt Zhao get up because of his concubine's son.

But this morning, Jia Huan's roar scared Jia Zheng in advance, completely annoyed Mrs. Wang, who had been looking forward to the middle of the night.

If there is no place to spread the virtual fire, just spread it on Aunt Zhao and her son's heads.

Anyway, it's not unfair to them.

"Please to my wife."

Originally, Jia Huan just bowed, but at this moment, Aunt Zhao was kneeling on the ground. He couldn't stand and knelt down to Mrs. Wang.

In this era, the worst thing is to kneel down at any time, and you have too little self-esteem...

Mrs. Wang looked at Jia Huan coldly, took the tea handed over by Caixia, sipped it, and then said coldly: "Huan'er, you don't sleep well this morning and cultivate your body. What's the name there?"

Jia Huan was very obediently tilted his face and replied respectfully: "When you say that, I will worship Master Jiao Dadang from the East Mansion. He taught me that I should shout a few times every morning, which is good for my health."

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang felt even more unhappy and asked again: "What exactly does Jiao Da do?"

Jia Huan said: "Master Jiao drove a carriage and fed horses in the East Mansion."

Mrs. Wang was stunned when she heard this and said suspiciously: "Hasn't he the old man who sent troops with Lao Ning Duke to let the horse go?"

Jia Huan explained: "He ran fast and led the horses and fed the horses to Duke Ning, not his personal soldiers. Otherwise, there would be no reason for the commander to die in battle and his personal soldiers to live."

Mrs. Wang suddenly realized it, and then asked, "Then what did you learn from him?"

Learn to lead a horse and feed it?

Jia Huan said seriously: "Madam, of course I am learning running from him!"

"running?"

Mrs. Wang was a little confused...

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Madam, you don't know, Jiao Da runs so fast, faster than a donkey, so powerful! I will learn it in the future, and keep it faster than a donkey. The master was so happy after hearing his skills. He told me to study hard and praised Jiao Da for his good skills!"

Hearing this "Brother Baoqiang"-like explanation, Mrs. Wang's anger that had accumulated for a long time suddenly disappeared...

She smiled very kindly and looked at Jia Huan and said, "Okay, I'm sorry, don't kneel down, get up. Since the master praised him, it can be seen that it's really good. You can learn hard in the future."

The girls near Mrs. Wang are not as well-educated as hers. Their shoulders are shaking constantly, but they dare not really smile on their faces, and they dare not speak out. Pity their faces are flushed and they seem to be seriously constipated...

Jia Huan seemed to have no idea and still replied respectfully: "Don't worry, ma'am, I must study hard, and I will run faster than a donkey sooner or later."

"Puff!"

Even Caixia, the most capable general around Mrs. Wang, couldn't stand it anymore, and she couldn't help laughing. As she took the lead, her other maids could not bear it, and they all laughed out loud.

For a moment, the laughter of the room was filled with joy, so lively!

Mrs. Wang smiled and looked at Jia Huan with a calm gaze deeply, facing Jia Huan who was "at a loss" when she laughed. Unfortunately, Jia Sanye had a very good acting skills and could not see anything. She looked at Aunt Zhao, who was kneeling in the court with a blushing face.

Well, this is easier. Judging from her annoyed look, she wanted to make trouble again after going back and forth.

Looking at the blue bag on Aunt Zhao's forehead, it looks even more funny.

Mrs. Wang was in a good mood and laughed softly, then glanced at the maids beside her, and the maids who were laughing wildly immediately fell silent.

"Okay, don't kneel down. Since there is a wound on your head, go back first. You don't have to set rules today. Huan'er, why don't you help your aunt up?"

After the surroundings became quiet, Mrs. Wang said lightly.

Jia Huan's face became more and more respectful, and he said, "Thank you for your kindness, my wife."

After saying that, she went forward to help Aunt Zhao up, but Aunt Zhao was angry. She broke free from Jia Huan's hand and then refused to say goodbye to Mrs. Wang, and left.

Jia Huan looked at the amplitude of Aunt Zhao's waist twisting, and felt a little headache.

The swing was too exaggerated, like a snake spirit. Who would walk like this kind of woman from this kind of good family?

The most eye-catching person walking in the Jia family is probably Wang Xifeng, but the amplitude of her butt twisting is also within an acceptable level.

Twisting within an acceptable level will make people feel very feminine in curvature.

However, when Aunt Zhao was walking, she swung her left and right, and after the twisting, she would still be able to pick up again...

Anyway, it’s more awkward.

Jia Huan had to sigh that his cheap guy Jia Zheng's taste is really unique enough and his taste is heavy enough...

Jia Huan felt that he had a responsibility and an obligation, and thought of a way to correct his mother's peerless cat step.

Looking back at Mrs. Wang, she saw that her eyes had just been withdrawn from the door, and the disgust and contempt in her eyes had not yet been cured.

Jia Huan bowed and said, "Madam, I'm going down."

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