The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 794 X Difficulty X
[There is another update in the middle of the night]

Jiao Shun did not get the invitation from Rongguo Mansion until nightfall.

Just got a day and a half of vacation, Rongguo Mansion hurriedly came to the door, he used his heel to figure out that there must be some trouble waiting for him.

At first he was very reluctant, but after seeing Mrs. Wang specifically wrote in her letter that Baochai would also take sick leave tomorrow, he finally became interested.

But the next day, he was not in a hurry to keep the appointment.

In the morning, I went to You's house for a walk, and after staying for less than half an hour, I turned to Peach Blossom Lane.

Now is the time when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, clusters of white pink ones climb up the street along the branches, pouring a pleasant and elegant fragrance towards the passers-by.

Jiao Shun parked the carriage at the entrance of the alley, tiptoed and folded some of them casually, and put them together into a simple bunch in his hands, before he stepped forward and knocked on the door knocker.

"Who?"

Not long after, the voice of the lotus root official came from inside.

"it's me."

Jiao Shun replied, there was a moment of silence inside, and then the half door was suddenly opened, and the lotus officer quickly came out from the outside, excitedly saying: "Master is here!"

"how?"

Jiao Shun walked in and asked with a casual smile, "You girls miss me?"

"It's not because of that."

Ouguan shook his head first, then felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly made up for it: "Naturally, the girl misses the master, and she got sick because of it!"

"sick?"

The smile on Jiao Shun's face faded away, and he stopped talking to Ou Guan, and strode towards the main room.

Entering the main room, Zijuan and Xueyan are holding a medicinal meal and a spoon, coaxing Lin Daiyu to use the medicine.

And Lin Daiyu was lying on the bed, she didn't seem to have any serious problems, but she was sleepy and lacked energy.

Hearing the movement, the three masters and servants all turned their heads to look, seeing that it was Jiao Shun, all of them were delighted.

"Master is here!"

Xueyan straightened her waist at once, took a few steps forward with the medicinal food in her hand, thought about it and felt wrong, wanted to turn around and put down the medicinal food first, but Jiao Shun quickly picked it up, walked around her and looked at Lin Daiyu and asked: "Why is my sister sick again, why this time?"

"It's nothing."

Lin Daiyu shook her head lightly, stared at Jiao Shun with a smile on her face and said, "It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable, it will be fine after a few days."

She was already "sicker than an actor by three points", and with this smile from the inside out, she seemed even more pitiful to me.

"It's been ten days!"

Zijuan exposed her mercilessly, looked back at Jiao Shun and said: "Master hasn't come here for a long time, and the girl is bored at home alone, so she can't help but think too much. She has been like this since she was a child, as long as she thinks too much, At once……"

"Zicuckoo!"

Lin Daiyu interrupted Zijuan's nagging, sat up with the pillow on her back, and while holding her hair full of black hair, she said with a smile to Jiao Shun: "Don't listen to their nonsense, I've been much better these two days."

As he spoke, he couldn't help coughing twice.

Seeing this, Jiao Shun begged Zijuan for the spoon again, waved his hand and said, "You all go out first."

Zijuan got up immediately after hearing the order, but Xueyan stared at Jiao Shun again, and then followed Zijuan out of the room.

After the two left, Jiao Shuntiao turned around and sat on the head of the bed, wrapped his arms around Lin Daiyu's slender waist, scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to her mouth, and said helplessly, "You, you, you just can't be idle. If you are free, you will be troubled! If you want me to say, it is better to see more of the sufferings of the people, so as not to always take some small things like sesame and mung beans to be bigger than the sky."

Although he hadn't expected Lin Daiyu's illness, he didn't find it strange.

This sister Lin is tired of the bustle, but she can't bear loneliness and coldness the most. Once she is alone, she will think about everything and blame herself. Just in time for Shi Xiangyun to give birth, Xing Xiuyan couldn't be distracted.

It's not surprising that she would become ill from accumulated worries in this small courtyard, with nowhere to go to relieve herself.

Lin Daiyu tilted her head slightly, her pink lips gave way to the spoon, and argued: "Why haven't I seen the suffering of the people? Didn't we go to the opera troupe to collect wind?"

"Haha~"

Jiao Shun laughed: "I almost forgot about it if you didn't tell me, but you were very energetic at the time, which shows that I was right to say that you can't be idle."

As he said that, seeing her dodging the spoon back and forth like a child, Jiao Shun simply raised his head and poured it down for himself.

It wasn't until Jiao Shun let go of her, and scooped up a spoonful of soup to prepare it in the same way, that Lin Daiyu came to her senses, pinched him on the waist in anger, and said in disobedience: "Everyone is sick, and you still come to bully him!"

"Because I'm sick, I need to spend more yang energy for my sister."

Jiao Shun's skin is rough and fleshy and he doesn't feel any pain, he hugged Lin Daiyu tightly in his arms with a smile and rubbed his ears and temples.

"Bah~"

Lin Daiyu spat: "The doctor said that I have a fever, and my heart is too hot. I need to nourish the yin and moisten the lungs to recover. What do you need your yang energy for? You should leave it to those maids who beat the bone and suck the marrow!"

After all, Lin Daiyu lived in Jiao's house for half a year, so she naturally knew that the maids in the back house of Jiao's house didn't have many fuel-efficient lamps.

"So I misdiagnosed?"

Jiao Shun slapped his forehead: "Blame me, blame me!"

As he said that, he undressed himself and took off his belt.

"You, what are you doing?"

Lin Daiyu lifted up the quilt subconsciously, blushing and knowingly asked the question.

"you still need to ask?"

Jiao Shun threw away his little clothes, and said with an innocent face: "Since I was wrong, I naturally want to make up for my mistakes and clear up my sister..."

…………

After a not-so-intense, but enjoyable harmony between the host and the guest, Lin Daiyu lay in Jiao Shun's arms, her little face was flushed and her body was sweating profusely, which seemed to be more effective than eating ten bowls of soup and medicine.

Jiao Shun saw that the time was almost up, so he called Zijuan Xueyan to move over to the kang table, and directly ate lunch on the bed.

After removing the leftovers, Jiao Shun picked his teeth with a toothpick and said, "Speaking seriously, do you want to see the suffering in the world, and then try to make some changes?"

Lin Daiyu turned her head to look at him suspiciously, and seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, she asked, "What's going on, please explain in detail."

"Didn't the work-study students I taught run a newspaper? I think they always want to make big news, and they are getting less and less down-to-earth, so they are thinking about setting up a few columns instead of writing those fake stories. Yes, just write about what happened around ordinary workers, and it must be real people!"

Lin Daiyu thought for a while, then frowned and said, "You want me to collect folk songs, and then write it like "Farewell My Concubine"?"

"It doesn't have to be compared to "Farewell My Concubine"."

Jiao Shun kissed her wrinkled nose, and said with a smile: "Your strengths are concise writing, full of emotion, and full of appeal. It is definitely easier to write short narratives than "Farewell My Concubine"—of course , It would be the best if the style of writing can be more vernacular so that more ordinary people can understand it.”

Seeing that Lin Daiyu was hesitating and did not speak immediately, he added: "You must know that not all workers are men, and there are many female workers, especially those weavers in textile factories. Most of them are women. If you let men It's inconvenient to interview them, but women who can read and write are too rare, so they may or may not be willing to deal with these female workers..."

Hearing this, Lin Daiyu also understood Jiao Shun's embarrassment, nodded immediately and said: "Then I'll try it first, if it doesn't work, you can ask Gao Ming again."

"Thank you lady for your compassion!"

Jiao Shun immediately put on a look of joy, pecked Daiyu's face for more than ten times, and then said: "You should lay the groundwork first, and when the time comes, I will let the third sister join in - don't underestimate this If things are done well, they will be immortalized forever!"

Lin Daiyu didn't care about being famous through the ages, but when she heard that Tanchun would also participate, she backed down: "If she knows that I'm here, she will come back..."

"Just put your heart in your stomach."

Jiao Shun said indifferently: "Based on the anonymous articles you published a while ago, the third sister must have already guessed that the two of us still have contact in secret, but have you ever seen her reveal anything? When it comes to the importance of the matter, she's probably more worried than you and me about extra problems!"

Lin Daiyu breathed a sigh of relief, because Jiao Shun repeatedly said that this matter was very important, and she couldn't help asking, what is the importance of this matter.

By the way, Jiao briefly revealed some theories such as workers' rights and women's rights. Of course, in order to avoid shooting himself in the foot, he didn't talk about women's liberation. He only focused on labor security, employment discrimination, and equal pay for equal work. These.

"Women workers do the same hard work as men, and they often have to do housework when they get home. However, some husbands still dislike them for showing their faces outside, and beat and scold them at every turn."

"There are many female workers who are disabled due to work-related injuries. Those who can continue to work are fine. Those who cannot work will be dismissed by the factory, and will be abandoned by their husbands and natal families as burdens. In the end, they will either fall into prostitution or die of cold and hunger..."

Hearing this, Lin Daiyu had already been touched to the softness in her heart, grabbed Jiao Shun's arm and said excitedly: "So, you hope that by writing articles, you can make everyone sympathize with them and be considerate of them, and finally change their miserable experience?!"

"I just said my sister is the most suitable."

Jiao Shun first smiled, and then looked at her very seriously: "The third younger sister may be more comfortable than you in doing these things, but I still hope that you can grasp the general direction, so that she will not lose her heart by making mistakes."

Lin Daiyu understood that he was afraid that Tanchun would be eager for quick success, so she hoped that she could hold on to the major policies, and suddenly felt that the burden on her shoulders was a little heavier.

So he asked again and again about the details, and the more carefully he asked, the more he felt that this matter was of great significance.

A sense of mission arose spontaneously in this regard, if Jiao Shun hadn't said that he would go to Rongguo Mansion for an appointment in the afternoon, I really wish I could have dragged him to the weaving factory for an open and unannounced visit.

(End of this chapter)