Before dusk, Jia Congfang bid farewell to the Ni family and his son and Lin Cheng, and returned from Nanjishi Hutong.

From the southwest corner gate, I entered Rong Mansion and then returned to Mozhuyuan from the remote path.

It has never attracted anyone's attention.

He has handed over the nearly 100,000 words written by "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" to Lin Cheng as another "magic weapon" for Shihantang.

Ni and Lin claimed that this was a strange book he accidentally obtained from a down-and-out scholar.

Although Ni and Lin also think that the story of the flower demon ghost and fox in the book is quite novel and moving, they still don’t know the true importance of this book.

Therefore, I have no idea and I will not doubt the authenticity of the "Mr. Liaozhai" in my heart.

As for the others, Jia Cong was not in a hurry, and he would wait for the Lantern Festival to talk about it.

...

As soon as he entered Mozhuyuan, Jia Cong felt an atmosphere different from the past.

Solemn and solemn.

The four little girls Mi'er, Juan'er, Xiaozhu and Qiuzhu are not like the stubborn play in their leisure time in the past. They all tightly faces and stood in front of the door with some nervousness holding the eunuch in the Xiamen.

Jia Cong's eyes were slightly condensed when he saw it, and his heart was a little heavy.

What he was worried about was still Jia She and Mrs. Xing.

From a broad sense, Jia She and Mrs. Xing still have the power to kill him.

Thinking of this, a gloom flashed in Jia Cong's eyes and he stepped in.

My heart gradually became firm.

To this day, in addition to the words of Jia Mu and Jia Zheng, and the discussions of the Jia clan members, he also has a layer of blessing from Mr. Kong.

Jia Cong didn't believe it, and Jia She would take the blame for the world and kill him!

However, when he got on the platform, he saw four little girls paying him a favor and Mi'er even squirmed him in a weird way, Jia Cong's heart suddenly eased, and then he laughed silently and reacted.

If it was really a person from the East Road Courtyard, with the character of that nest, how could these four little girls still stand here?

I'm afraid I'm going to kneel directly in the courtyard.

Mo Zhuyuan will not be so quiet either.

Who will come then?

Could it be Jia Lian?

Jia Cong took the naughty and picked up the door curtain and entered, but as soon as he entered the door, he was a little stunned.

He never expected that there were so many people in the hall...

Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, Jia family Sanchun, and a girl she had never seen before.

This girl who had never seen before was bright and clear eyes, and her appearance was beautiful and heroic. Jia Cong speculated that she was probably the eldest daughter Shi Xiangyun...

These six people sat casually in the study, either flipping books or chatting.

After seeing him enter, they all looked over.

The eyes of the pair of autumn water cut their eyes are divided into plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums.

Xiaohong and Chunyan were serving water and tea.

When they saw Jia Cong coming, everyone was delighted.

But in the corner of the door, Jia Huan stood there dejectedly.

Seeing Jia Cong coming, he immediately raised his head, his eyes were red, and his eyes seemed to be asking for help.

Jia Cong did not greet him first. Among these sisters and brothers, only Jia Yingchun was older than him, so he went forward and bowed and said, "Second sister."

He also said to the other five people: "I didn't expect that the sisters would come and never greet them, which was Cong's misconduct."

The other people who had originally sat down casually saw him so serious, except for the older Yingchun and the more arrogant Daiyu and Baoyu still sat still without moving, Tanchun, Xichun and the girl who had never met had quickly stood up and returned the greeting, saying, "San Brother Third."

Jia Cong smiled faintly, nodded and said politely: "Your brother and sister, don't need to be polite, just sit down."

The six people were surprised when they saw Jia Cong's demeanor.

There are also those who don't care...

But Jia Cong is so arrogant that they can't help but treat each other with courtesy.

Even Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu sat down again, with a embarrassed expression, as if regretting that they had just done rudely.

After everyone sat down, Jia Cong said to Yingchun again: "Cong remembers the help of the second sister in the past."

Jia Yingchun was gentle and shy, but was introverted by nature. When he heard Jia Cong’s words, his pretty face turned red and he was a little panicked, and he said softly: “Brother Cong is too heretic. Besides, I don’t do much.”

Seeing that she was not good at talking, Jia Cong was a little restrained and uneasy, he stopped talking and said, "If my sister is sent in the future, just give her instructions."

Yingchun hurriedly declined and said, "I'm fine."

Jia Cong smiled, nodded to her, and looked at Jia Baoyu again.

But maybe Jia Baoyu didn't like such a serious atmosphere. When he saw Jia Cong looking at him, he looked elsewhere.

Jia Cong raised his eyebrows gently, and, under the gaze of everyone, he looked at the third girl Jia Tanchun in a blink of an eye.

Jia Tanchun was wearing a dark pink cross-collar dress, with exquisite embroidery at the pale pink sleeves, a wide lavender belt around her waist, and a light blue handkerchief.

Orange tassels drooped on his head.

He has handsome eyes and eyebrows, and looks at him and his spirits fly, and he sees it very well.

She did not avoid Jia Cong's gaze, and then greeted her with a generous look, and said with a smile: "I'm here to find my third brother today for a case."

Jia Cong chuckled, his eyes fell on Jia Huan at the door, and said, "But it is about Huan'er?"

Jia Tanchun smiled and said seriously: "It's what involves Huan'er and the third brother."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and exposed a golden hairpin and said, "Today, the sisters at home have dinner with the old lady, but Huan'er's hands and feet are not clean, so he took out this.

We asked him, and he said it was taught by my third brother."

At this point, Tanchun's bright eyes have already looked at it.

The others also looked at Jia Cong quietly.

Jia Cong knew in his heart that he was still a stranger in the eyes of the Jia sisters.

It is far from knowing the roots.

In their impression, he was afraid that in addition to his miserable situation, he also had an unbearable life experience.

But in this way, they should stay away from him.

He didn't understand why they came to the door today?

Is it just for questioning?

But no matter what, he has his own principles and methods of doing things.

Although I have been intimate with these girls for a long time and are very willing to interact with each other, the premise must be to have equal personality.

He is willing to accept questions, but he doesn't like being questioned.

Even the three girls Tanchun whom he admires very much...

Thinking of this, the smile on Jia Cong's face gradually faded away.

He looked at Jia Huan and said in a low voice: "Brother Huan, what the third girl said, but is it true?"

Jia Huan looked up at Jia Cong, suddenly feeling a little scared.

He remembered that even in the East Road Courtyard, Jia Cong's eyes were not as serious as he is now when he was beaten.

He felt a little panicked, his eyes dodged, and he said quietly: "Really...really."

When the others heard this, their eyes changed again when they looked at Jia Cong.

Did you really steal something or did you really instigate?

Jia Cong was silent for a moment, his voice became indifferent, and he said again: "Jia Huan, was it the golden hairpin I taught you to take?"

Hearing Jia Cong's indifferent voice, Jia Huan was very sensitive, as if he knew what this meant.

Although he has always loved to show off his power in front of Jia Cong over the past few months, he knew in his heart that Jia Cong was actually taking care of him.

Now he is coaxing him to eat an egg every day.

Compared to his mother's beating and scolding, his sister's hatred, and the dislike of other brothers, sisters, and even the maids, Jia Huan really likes to get along with Jia Cong, a brother.

Although, he had never called Brother Jia Cong.

But he thought they should be in the same group.

However, at this moment, Jia Huan felt that Jia Cong would never treat him well again.

He was so sad that he was just a five-year-old child. In his heart, he burst into tears and cried, "Jia Cong, I... I didn't mean to steal things.

I just want to try it. You teach me how to trick me, whether I can pull out the hairpin from Amber's head, but I didn't expect it to be true.
To be continued...