The Hairpin of the Red Chamber

Chapter 58

Daiyu asked if Guishui hurts, but Baochai thought about other things all the way—she clearly remembered the first time with Baoyu in her previous life, that time she felt that she should be happy, after all, she was so longing Even when the family is separated and the world is cold, she always has some expectations for Baoyu.But that time she was disappointed.When the newlyweds finally meet after a long ceremonial barrier, the first thing they talk about is the dead Daiyu.

Baochai clearly remembered her feelings at that time, the vague and dark mourning, the indescribable heartfelt feelings. At first, she thought it was because Baoyu liked Daiyu but ended up marrying her. In the evening, she took the initiative to use the matter between husband and wife to ease the unusual atmosphere between her and Baoyu, but that kind of initiative only left bad memories, as well as the first, second, and second times. And even the pain several times in the future.

Baoyu was tired, and so was Baochai.Their subsequent lives can really be described as respecting each other as guests.Baoyu maintains his usual gentleness and kindness, treats Baochai as well as others, but is always sad and emotional, consciously or unconsciously, and misses many beautiful men, women, things, and even trivial matters in the past family.Baochai misses her mother, her elder brother, and Daiyu. She still takes care of Baoyu like a qualified wife and tries her best to maintain the family. The warm, tossed life made the two sons and daughters of great family miserable.

Baochai even suspected that Baoyu became a monk not just because he saw through it, but because they really couldn't make it through. It's just that his monkhood hurt not only Jia Zheng or Mrs. Wang, but also Xue Baochai. What does a family without money and power look like?Baochai experienced it clearly.At that time, she even rejoiced that the one who married Baoyu was herself, who had taken care of the family affairs since she was a child, and had a strong body, instead of Daiyu, who was weak and immaculate like a banished fairy, because if Daiyu finally followed Baoyu, I'm afraid it won't last long under such harsh conditions.

If Baochai were to say it herself, the first time in her life was the beginning of tragedy. She used to never believe Tanchun's silly words, thinking that as a woman, she could stand on her own feet, but when she thought about it later, she always I would imagine how wonderful it would be if she were a man!Which one of the Daguanyuan sisters is much better than these male robbers and female prostitutes!

Seeing that Baochai didn't speak, Daiyu was a little frightened, and looked at her cautiously again, and said, "Is it because you have been in pain all the time, that's why my sister has such a face?"

"No, I just want to go up the other side. It will hurt a little the first few times. If you take good care of it in the future, it will be fine." Baochai came back to her senses, saw Daiyu still standing with bare legs, and hurriedly pulled her Surrounding her with the quilt, she stared at Zijuan again, blaming her for not taking good care of her. Zijuan was Daiyu's girl, she blamed her, but she had no choice but to rush out to see the next medicine, trying to make up for it.

Daiyu was happy that she had gone out, and slowly knelt down under the quilt, leaning on Baochai's shoulder, and asked her again: "Sister Bao, my stomach hurts badly, rub it for me."

Baochai was afraid that her hands would be cold, so she asked someone to hold a hand stove to cover it for a while, then slowly stretched it in, and rubbed her lower abdomen for her—this was not the first time she had done this, but this time she really felt Daiyu The unusually soft and warm touch of the lower abdomen is different from every previous contact, and it is also different from the contact between her and Baoyu. It is a kind that Baochai can't help but touch. Want to be softer and more loving, the little person in her arms is obviously growing up slowly, but Baochai feels that Daiyu can't live without her and her care for the rest of her life.

"Knead the right side too." Daiyu asked Baochai to sit down, turned herself over, and lay on Baochai's lap. Her complexion was better than before, but she was still very pale. Baochai asked, "Do you feel something?" Out?"

Daiyu shook her head, nodded again, and said with a blushing face, "Sister Bao, please take another look for me."

Baochai suddenly realized where she was looking, and her face slowly turned red again. Looking at Daiyu's face, she couldn't say a word of rejection, so she nodded. Daiyu gently opened the quilt, and Baochai looked inside. Look - too dark to see.

She thought for a while, then stretched out her hand and slowly poked inward. Daiyu was very ashamed, and moved her body a little. Baochai said, "If you are embarrassed, you can touch it yourself, and it will work."

Daiyu turned red with embarrassment, and said softly: "I don't understand, you can read it for me." She didn't know why, as if she believed in Baochai, as if Baochai read it, and she saw it for herself. Yes, what a big difference the same.

Baochai didn't say anything more, she knew very well that Daiyu was terrified at this first time in her life, so she just did everything according to Daiyu's instructions, slowly stretched her hand down, touched the menstrual belt, and lifted it up a little bit , and then go in.There were some omens there, and when she took it out her hand was stained with something, when she took it out, Daiyu saw the blood, her face turned paler with fright, and she kept looking at Baochai, afraid that she would dislike her.

But Baochai just asked someone to wash his hands, hugged Daiyu and coaxed: "It will take a few more days, these are all common things, you will see more in the future, don't be afraid, you will be here with me these few days Stay here, don't move, don't be exposed to the wind, and use warm food for food and drink."

Daiyu leaned on her and said, "Sister Bao, was I the same as you at that time? Why are you so calm?"

Baochai laughed and said, "That's because you didn't see it, so you think I'm calm. If you saw it, you'd probably laugh at me."

Dai Yu'an gave birth for a while, and then asked: "Is it really okay to have so much blood?"

Baochai patted her and said, "It's okay, there are a lot of accidents, it means you have enough energy and blood, all right."

Daiyu asked again: "You said that I died of illness in my previous life, could it be...this illness?"

Baochai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pinched her mouth as if to die of illness, and said, "Is it that you don't curse yourself for a day to make yourself miserable? This is really something that ordinary girls and family members have experienced. It's not a big deal. If you don't believe it, the old lady will die soon." If you want to send someone to teach you, you can ask those nuns."

Daiyufang became quiet, and Baochai said again: "If you are really uncomfortable, just lie down and squint for a while, squint for a while, and it will be over in a while."

Daiyu said: "Then you sing to me, I want to listen to Jinling folk songs."

Baochai said, "Where can I sing Jinling folk songs for you?"

Daiyu tugged on her sleeve: "Then why don't you sing me anything?"

Baochai said, "Why don't you teach me a Suzhou folk song? I've learned it, and I'll sing it to you."

Daiyu said: "That's fine." After thinking about it, there was only one song sung by her nursing mother when she was young, the words and sentences were incomplete, but her memory was still fresh, so she hummed: "When the moon shines on the water pier, women's worries are so sad... Unknowingly, she put on a Wu dialect, and sang the soft and gentle lyrics from her mouth. Baochai forgot to memorize the words, and just hummed along with her lightly, as if her own thoughts were also brought into Dai She imagined how Daiyu would grow from a small baby to such a slim and beautiful woman. She felt that every time Daiyu sang, her affection for Daiyu seemed to grow deeper The more she did, the more her desire for Daiyu deepened.When the two of them easily talked about mutual admiration and wanted to be together, Baochai hadn't thought about the future, but now, she thought about the future. She still doesn't want to share Daiyu with anyone. She used to think that if the two of them don't marry each other, as long as they can communicate frequently, they will be satisfied. However, when Daiyu grew up, Baochai felt that she could not allow others to , especially men, come to touch Daiyu, she has just touched Daiyu's most private place, it attracts her like a fairy palace and fairyland, her hand reaches there, but her heart doesn't stop there, she thinks of her previous life, Thinking of the time when she was not gentle with Baoyu, she thought that if she were a man, she would be more considerate and gentle, at least she would not make her suffer when she treated her beloved.

"You didn't listen to me!" Daiyu's childish accusation interrupted Baochai's absurd thoughts, she quickly came back to her senses, and saw Daiyu's angry little face.

Baochai smiled and said, "You sing so well that I was fascinated for a moment—can you sing it to me again?"

Daiyu turned her face away, rolled down from her lap, lay on her side and said, "Stop singing, you don't even want to hear it."

Baochai didn't know where the strength came from, so she stood up suddenly and picked up most of Daiyu at once. Daiyu was forced to face her face to face, still very angry, but Baochai was on her forehead and face. , kissed many times on the lips, and said: "I want to hear it, I don't know how much I want to hear it, can you sing it to me?"

Daiyu asked suspiciously: "Really?"

Baochai nodded solemnly: "It's absolutely true."

Daiyu was a little complacent, a little reserved, and a little joyful, and sang all the soft words of Wu Nong in her memory.

In the evening when Daiyu got better, Mother Jia sent some older nuns to talk with Daiyu. Because Baochai is also an adult, she didn't avoid her. They stayed in the room for a while and saw Daiyu was stunned, and then retreated one by one.

Xueyan waited for these people to leave before sneaking in. When Baochai saw her, she beckoned and asked her, "Your girl asked you to go back. What have you heard?"

Xueyan said: "Second Mistress Lian cleaned up the west chamber, and sent someone to pick up a new aunt to come in. It's very lively there! But the old lady seems not very happy, and didn't give things according to the aunt's proportion."

Baochai said: "You little thing, how do you know whether the old lady is happy? Don't talk nonsense from now on."

Xueyan nodded, and asked again: "Do you want to go back to the girl?"

Baochai said: "Of course I will tell her, you go." After sending off the snow geese, after thinking about it, she called Ying'er and said, "Go and see if sister Ping'er is free? If you are free, please Come here, I have something to ask her."

The author has something to say: Thank you for the actor’s landmine tickets~ This article adopts Cai Yijiang’s statement that Baoyu left home in a disaster, and Daiyu died with tears. After that, Baochai married Baoyu again. Jade's dialogue.

In fact, this chapter should be called (Sister Bao’s) Obscenity... Suzhou Minor Tune is compiled by the author Jun based on what I heard from Chuan Niang... I haven’t finished compiling it yet... So there are only two sentences... Anyway, there must be similar Suzhou folk songs.

Valentine's Day will be updated in advance, and tomorrow will be double-updated, okay~

small theater:

Daiyu: I want to listen to Jinling folk songs!

Baochai: ...Jinling can't, but Yangzhou can?

Daiyu: (The distance is very close anyway) Let's listen to it reluctantly!

Baochai: (clears throat and starts to sing) I touched my sister's hair...

Daiyu: Stop it!What the hell is this ballad?

Baochai: This is indeed the most popular ditty in Yangzhou... There are also many people singing it in Jinling, on the Qinhuai River...

Daiyu: (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

Why is it so easy for the author's family to overturn the table?I really should start a single article called every night my wife is flipping the table...