The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

The first person to notice Aunt Shui was Chen Heng, who happened to be troubled by having nothing to do. Chen Heng told the other party his thoughts. He believed that Sister Lin would definitely be able to discover the difference between Aunt Shui.

Aunt Shui is a special woman. What is special about her is not only her tall and thin figure, but also her good looks even at this age.

There are wrinkles on her dull face, and her gray hair hangs down on her forehead. Although she is wearing clothes donated by the city, it does not affect Aunt Shui's gentle temperament.

This old woman, who is over fifty years old, has a pair of round and bright eyes. The lip lines that are often pursed will curve up due to the appearance of the little grandson, and then he takes out the snacks that the child loves to eat from the worn-out satchel that he carries all year round.

This satchel has been carried on Aunt Shui's back since she appeared in the camp and has never been lost.

Lin Daiyu's thoughts were more detailed than Chen Heng's. She was taught by Jia's words and deeds since she was a child, and she often dealt with maids and grandmothers. It can be seen from Aunt Shui's words and deeds that she has received good etiquette training.

This teaching is hidden in the subtleties. She is not as reserved and superficial as those from a small family, nor is she as confident and self-possessed as a lady from a wealthy family. On the contrary, there is a certain sense of duty and caution in all the rules.

Daiyu has always been smart. After discovering these characteristics, she immediately guessed that Aunt Shui was a maid from a wealthy family. It's inevitable to be curious. Sister Lin is very interested in the other person's experience alone.

Why did you leave your master's house? How did you escape to Yangzhou? And what Chen Heng is most concerned about is why he insists on taking his grandson home?

After a few days of contact, the well-behaved Daiyu quickly gained Aunt Shui's trust. In several casual conversations, the latter's life trajectory gradually unfolded in front of Daiyu.

Aunt Shui was born into a powerful family in the capital. I heard that the family's surname was Shui, and they were a very distinguished family. Aunt Shui's parents and grandparents were all born into this family, and their surname also followed that of the head of the family.

This is also extremely rare among home births. Daiyu felt that there was something hidden in it, but Aunt Shui was unwilling to talk about it in depth. Apparently she still had taboos in her heart.

Aunt Shui was kicked out because the young master she served married a lady. This lady came from a distinguished family and had a lot of control over the young master as soon as she entered the house. It just so happened that this young man also liked to look for flowers and flowers, and he was used to being dissolute. When living together like this, it is inevitable that there will often be disputes between husband and wife.

When Aunt Shui was sixteen, a drunken young master forcibly took possession of her on a rainy night.

Using such words seems a bit inappropriate for a family that has a child.

We can never escape this. When recounting this experience, Aunt Shui showed neither sadness nor pain on her face. It was more like describing a fateful little thing, but Lin Daiyu felt heartbroken when she saw it.

The new lady couldn't tolerate disdain in her eyes. Even if she was just a maid, she still felt that it was Aunt Shui who had done it herself and took the initiative to seduce her. Regardless of the pleading of Aunt Shui's parents, she drove Aunt Shui out of the house.

The young master just watched and stood by.

Even a few nights ago, he was still whispering all kinds of love words and making various promises in Aunt Shui's ear.

As a man, the most important thing is to be able to do the job.

Aunt Shui spoke carefully, but Lin Daiyu could still hear her mocking and resisting, even though her voice was so weak and weak.

With the help of her parents, Aunt Shui, who had been beaten dozens of times, was adopted by a villager. A villager has a son of a similar age. He is not handsome and cannot even speak well. He can only bury himself in work and giggle.

Lin Daiyu noticed that when Aunt Shui mentioned this person, her smile revitalized was like flowers in a spring field, which was unforgettable.

The story that followed was a cliché. Two young people of similar age naturally came together after getting along day and night. Even if they were ridiculed by the world, they still lived their own lives firmly.

Although she experienced the early deaths of her husband, son and daughter-in-law, Aunt Shui still did not regret her decision. Just like she insists on taking her grandson home now, so desperate.

Why do you want to take your grandson back? It took a lot of effort to get to Yangzhou. Lin Daiyu asked a question that her brother was also very concerned about.

No matter how you look at it, staying in Yangzhou is the best choice right now. There are weaving workshops in the west of the city that are about to recruit workers, and there are also government offices taking care of the refugees. Wouldn't it be better to stay in Yangzhou and start a better life again? Why must we return to the capital?

That's my home. Aunt Shui smiled noncommittally, her eyes full of concern and nostalgia for her hometown, and her words contained an unpersuadable determination, My wife and children are buried there. I have to go back and be with them. them.

When Baoqin read this description, he felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Lin Daiyu's writing style is very similar to Chen Heng's. In addition to the use of punctuation marks, the choice of words and sentences should also be as plain and simple as possible.

But no matter how simple the words are, they can't cover up Aunt Shui's tragic fate. Bao Qin was angry at the young master's indifference and lamented Aunt Shui's miserable fate.

Sister Lin, are you going to publish it in the newspaper? Xue Baoqin was a little curious.

Lin Daiyu was a little troubled, and couldn't help but raise her hand to hit her forehead and said: I don't know, I always feel that something is missing.

This intuition is Lin Daiyu's innate talent. Her writing acumen is far sharper than others think.

Bao Qin looked at her with amusement, and reminded with a smile: Sister Lin's action reminds me of a person. How about asking him?

When she said this, Lin Daiyu realized that her actions just now were the same as when Chen Heng was thinking about the problem.

She showed a shy smile and said with a bit of hesitation, It is indeed a solution, but how do I make an appointment with my brother?

Lin Daiyu felt that it would be impossible to explain this matter only through letters. The first thought that comes to mind is to meet each other. She felt that as long as she talked to her brother, she would definitely get some answers. This trust is so direct.

But now that the other party is busy outside the city all day long, how to see the other party is really a problem.

Baoqin can't do anything about this.

Jia's family is different from her mother. Different births and upbringings bring completely different rules and lifestyles.

Lin Daiyu also knew this, so she could only get on the carriage back home helplessly after finishing her business at the academy.

In the swaying carriage, Xue Yan saw the young lady changing her sitting position frequently, and also noticed how strange Dai Yu was today.

Miss, what's wrong with you? You don't feel well.

Lin Daiyu shook her head and just raised her hand to lift a corner of the curtain. Outside the carriage, red light poured on the ancient city, and the noise of the market had just come in, and was blocked by the hanging curtains.

How long until the city gate closes? Daiyu asked.

Xue Yan replied honestly: There is still more than half an hour.

Let's go out of the city. Lin Daiyu's heart skipped a beat and she waved her hand excitedly, Let's go find our brother. I have something to ask him for.

Ah?! Xue Yan was shocked, but before she had time to hesitate, she had already responded, Oh, slave, go out and talk to the coachman right now.

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When Lin Daiyu appeared in front of him holding the stove, it was completely impossible for Chen Heng not to be frightened.

Why are you here? Chen Heng looked a little nervous. It was getting dark now, and the camp was full of lively scenes of families cooking. Why did his sister run out of the city?

Sister Lin shifted her gaze from the surrounding scenery to her brother in the sunset. She suddenly lowered her head and smiled, Of course it's my sister who wants to see my brother if she has something to do.

Everyone is already here, so saying 'come and see them tomorrow' now won't help. Chen Heng nodded, packed up the information on the table, stood up and said, Xinda, help me pack them up.

Eh.

The evening breeze blows on the grassland after the ice and snow have melted, and the colorful clouds cover them, setting off waves of short waves.

Chen Heng and Lin Daiyu walked slowly outside the camp, and the topic inevitably turned to the reason why the other party came here.

After he read the article written by Sister Lin, he asked doubtfully before the other party elaborated: Do you think something is missing?

Brother, how did you know? Lin Daiyu was so pleasantly surprised that she even walked briskly, Yes, after I finished writing, I felt something was wrong.

Because it lacks some impact. Chen Heng returned the article to his sister with a smile and fell into brief contemplation.

My sister is definitely different from ordinary girls. There may be no difference in intelligence, but few people can match her in terms of precocious wisdom.

In addition, she has an exquisite heart with seven orifices, so she can't help but think more deeply and more about people and things.

Just like the article in front of me, if you look at it as news published in a newspaper, it is already very complete. The causes and consequences are appropriately detailed.

But if you want to use it as an extension of Sister Lin's ideas, something is missing.

In Chen Heng's eyes, Daiyu's recent agitation was the awakening of his will and thoughts. Just like the troubles every child faces when entering adolescence, she wants to see a more real world and is eager to talk to this world.

This idea inevitably becomes tricky when it comes to Aunt Shui.

Essentially, what was revealed from Aunt Shui was the life and death of the slaves of a wealthy family. It is the fate of a person who is unable to resist power, and can only choose to accept the consequences.

Sister Lin's precocious wisdom allowed her to easily capture this. Her good character made her unwilling to turn a blind eye to this matter. It’s just that I am limited by my experience and experience and am unable to clarify the meaning behind it.

But is it necessary to tell her this?

After all, the girl in front of her is no one's property. She is an independent individual as long as she doesn't stop learning. As you gradually grow in self-awareness, you will inevitably come into contact with the unevenness and injustice of the world.

In this process, how to ensure that she will not be harmed?

Chen Heng couldn't help but point his forehead with his finger, looking distressed and having a headache. Such a headache is naturally not caused by my own unintentional actions that created the current dilemma.

Just as he was thinking about the girl, a chuckle suddenly came from his ears.

Chen Heng turned his head in confusion, looked at the girl walking side by side, and asked strangely: What's wrong?

I just think the scenery outside the city is good. Lin Daiyu explained guiltily.

She was happy in her heart, not only because of Chen Heng's distress, but also because of the gentleness of the evening breeze. I can't explain why, but seeing my brother having a headache about his own affairs, he actually felt a little gloating about his misfortune.

Thinking of this, Lin Daiyu felt that her actions today were really wise.

Chen Heng didn't know why this girl was so happy, so he just dropped his hands behind his back and said his answer, Sister, have you ever thought about writing a storybook?

Ah?! Even Lin Daiyu, who was smart and bold, was frightened by her brother's words and stood on the spot.

Chen Heng was not a hot-headed person. If a smart and precocious person like Daiyu was locked in a room, she would definitely fall into self-pity and grief.

The world only sees Li Qingzhao's poems, but not her unwillingness and anguish that she has nowhere to express.

Talent will make a person successful, and it will also become his prison.

He hopes that Sister Lin can first learn to get along with the world and her own talents before she knows what she wants to express. In this process, I accumulate my own vision and abilities.

To accomplish this without blocking Daiyu's contact with the outside world, writing is undoubtedly the best way. Among them, writing storybooks is undoubtedly a gentler way.

Looking through the history of Chinese and foreign literature, those who write novels always have a broader and softer mind than the literati who write poetry and literature. Compared with the latter, the life of the former will be much more satisfying and smooth.

Brother, do you think I'm suitable? Lin Daiyu asked timidly.

I think it's appropriate. Chen Heng nodded seriously. As a younger sister, he naturally didn't need to say more, But you still have to do it yourself to know. He showed a bright smile, If you don't like it, we will Think of nothing else.”

When it comes to writing the script, Mr. Yuan He has the most say.

Chen Heng, who holds Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio and The Legend of Shushan Heroes, highly recognizes Lin Daiyu's ability.

He continued to smile and said: You can try to write Aunt Shui's story in a storybook. But you have to use a pseudonym and the content of the story has to be rearranged.

Young hearts are always restless. Lin Daiyu also said excitedly: Then what kind of story should I write?

Perhaps she was too happy, so she spun around in front of Chen Heng, her skirt floating slightly, drawing an arc along the path of her hair. She clasped her fingers and continued: Brother, what do you mean? What pseudonym should I use?

Questions came one after another. Chen Heng was infected by the girl's emotions and chuckled: Just use Xiaoxiangzi. I think it sounds pretty cool. He answered casually.

Ever since the innocent Yinglian appeared, he suddenly didn't pay much attention to the constraints of ethics.

Cool?! Lin Daiyu blinked, not understanding the meaning of the word. The red light illuminated the girl's confused look, and Chen Heng laughed and shrugged.

Such private play made the girl find it very interesting. She also followed her brother's example, made a slightly weird move, and laughed to herself, I know, I'll give it a try.

Don't be in a hurry, just write slowly. Chen Heng nodded and warned, Next time you want to see me, just ask someone to send me a message.

It was indeed a bit bold to suddenly run out of the city like this.

Lin Daiyu lowered her head and said anxiously: Brother, do you think Yu'er is a bit reckless in doing this?

It's just more convenient for me to come find you. The evening breeze passed by. Chen Heng looked at the girl's face and flying hair and said sincerely, How can you be reckless in what you want to do? You just have to pay attention to safety. question.

Hehe. The girl chuckled sheepishly, I knew my brother wouldn't blame me.

You'd better think about what your aunt would say. Chen Heng smiled and pointed out the difficulties his sister would face.

I'm not afraid. I'll go find daddy later and go home with him.

This sister, it turned out that she had already thought of a countermeasure!

Chen Heng shook his head helplessly and put her on the carriage back to the city.

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