The Hairpin of the Red Chamber

Chapter 212

The beginning of the letter is like meeting.

There is no signature, no title, no intimate sister titles, only the simple word "Ruhe", but it is as important as it is.However, even if the letter did not name her name, Mrs. Wang also knew that the letter must be addressed to herself—the plum-blossom note of credit was exactly what Jia Min led her to make out bit by bit. A total of [-] sheets were made, and [-] of them were quickly used up. Only this one was not well done. Jia Min accepted it and said that he would write a letter to him in the future.

At that time, she and Jia Min were playing around, insisting on snatching this piece of paper, chasing Jia Min and asking, "Who is it for?"Jia Min loves to play tricks, she obviously wanted to write a letter to her, but she insisted on refusing to say it, until she couldn't take it anymore, she finally let go, and said, "Since you like it so much, then I will reluctantly say it." write it to you."

Mrs. Wang still remembers Jia Min's demeanor of pretending to be at a disadvantage when she succeeded in scheming. That little girlish attitude mixed with innocence, cuteness, and cleverness easily touched her heart. She remembered At that time, as if she was fascinated by ghosts, she actually hugged Jia Min and kissed her on the cheek. Not counting this, she even moved a bit to kiss Jia Min's lips.

She herself is the bride of Jia's mansion, and Jia Min has already started discussing marriage. Both of them have already begun to know what such a move means.

Jia Min was terrified, pushed her away, and rushed out the door.

Mrs. Wang was also frightened. She touched her lips, thinking about the scent, and felt embarrassed to go out for several days.

Later, when she went to look for Jia Min, everything changed. Jia Min was no longer that eccentric but naive sister-in-law. Instead, she seemed to have learned all the bad habits of sister-in-laws in the world overnight.

Jia Min no longer calls her "sister", nor does she call her "sister-in-law" jokingly, she only calls her "second sister-in-law" in a serious manner, and she will never take her to read books or teach her to read.Everything seems to have suddenly returned to before Mrs. Wang was married. The word "Jia Min" is just a symbol. It is the eldest lady in Jia's mansion, her sister-in-law, not a living, laughing and troublesome...person .

Jia Min got married soon, and when she got married, she hadn't finished annotating the Buddhist scriptures that she had promised to use as a dictionary.

They never passed a letter.Greetings to Mrs. Wang are always mixed with greetings to Jiamu, Jia Zheng, Jia Zhu, Yuanchun, Baoyu, Tanchun... and even everyone in the house. The lady sent by the Lin family seems to be enthusiastic but cold Send a sentence that is not painful or itchy, "Our grandma is on top of the second grandma, how is the second grandma?", and often after this sentence, I have to repeat the greetings to Jiazhu, Yuanchun, Baoyu, Tanchun and other children It seems that Mrs. Wang is not a real person at all, but a symbol, a title, a person who is dispensable and insignificant to Jia Min.

Mrs. Wang was also sad. This kind of sadness slowly accumulated and turned into an inexplicable anger. She was always very mean to people from the south. As long as the family members mentioned "Jia Min" in front of her, Words, she will immediately change face.

As time goes by, the second grandmother of Jia's mansion has become the second wife and Mrs. Wang.

The eldest girl of the Jia family became the eldest grandmother of the Lin family, and then became Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Jia.

They each had children, and occasionally heard a word of news about each other during their contacts with their husbands' families.

Then, the former eldest daughter of the Jia family, Jia Min, and Mrs. Jia of the Lin family also left.Life is immortal.

When the news of Jia Min's death came, the entire family was in grief, and Jia's mother cried so much that she almost fainted. Looking at all this in a daze, I feel that life is like a dream.

To her, Jia Min is like a warm wind that wrinkles a pool of spring water. When the pool is wrinkled, the wind slips away, leaving a lingering spring without anyone to mourn.

Mrs. Wang opened the half-annotated Buddhist scripture with a wry smile, and struggled to identify the densely packed small letters on the letter word by word—she was really old, and her eyes began to blur, and she couldn't see things close by. It's only a long way away, but even under such old and dim eyesight, she still easily recognized the handwriting below.

That's not Jia Min's handwriting.

In the whole letter, from the beginning to the end, only the word "Ruhe" at the beginning was written by Jia Min, and the rest, either Daiyu or Baochai, copied Jia Min's handwriting.Her two copies were fake enough to be true, Mrs. Wang was sure that no matter if this letter was shown to Lin Hai or Jia Zheng, it would not be recognized.

But they are not her.Although she and Jia Min didn't get along as long as those two men, and the characters she recognized, the knowledge she acquired, and the calligraphy she knew were far less than those two men, but they were definitely not like her, who cherished each other day and night. With Jia Min's handwriting, he recites and studies from morning till night.When Jia Min's characters were placed in front of her, she didn't need to rely on those horizontal and vertical strokes to distinguish them clearly. Moreover, not only the characters were clearly distinguished, but even the emotions in the characters could be easily read. Come out——When she wrote these few strokes, she should be in a good mood and write briskly. When she wrote this, she seemed to be a little angry. I must have been very hesitant at the time, the two characters were only a dozen or so strokes, but they were broken five or six times in the middle, and when I wrote each stroke again, my strength was a little weaker than before.

Mrs. Wang thought about Jia Min's sickness, disintegration, and dying appearance, and suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She didn't dare to think about these two words anymore, and hurriedly looked at what Baochai and Daiyu had made up—this The two girls are so smart that even the old ink marks are exactly the same as the word "Ruhe", and the tone of the letter is also the same as Jia Min.Although Mrs. Wang knew it was fake, she couldn't help but want to take another look, just as... her last thought.

After all, this is the only one of Jia Min's old things in her hands.