Red Mansion, Ningfu Scholarly Family

Chapter 8: Father is kind and son is filial,
……

But on this day, Fengjie from the West Mansion brought Ping'er to visit the sick Jia Zhen. Jia Zhen cried and said, "Ahem, elder sister, you came to see me too, ahem."

Fengjie took two small steps back without making a sound.

There are rumors that Jia Zhen has tuberculosis!

This is no joke!

"Brother Zhen, what's wrong with you?" Sister Feng retreated to a suitable position and said with a smile.

Jia Zhen pointed at Jia Rong and said through trembling teeth, "Ahem, ahem, it's all because of this evil beast that I got angry with you, ahem!"

Sister Feng glanced at Jia Rong and said with a smile, "What made you angry? Tell me, elder brother Zhen, and I will judge for you."

Jia Zhen gritted his teeth, eyes blazing with anger as he said, "Hey, you said he's already this old, and he's not in the least anxious about his marriage, hey, his mother passed away early, and the old man is too busy with official duties, hey, he still has to take care of things for him, hey, hey, a person whose body is half buried in the ground..."

It is said that Jia Rong's mother died of illness when Jia Rong was six years old. Jia Zhen could have remarried, but he could not stand loneliness. He went to have fun with his aunt before his wife's funeral, and by chance he was caught by old master Jia Jing.

Needless to say, the result was that he was punished with family rules and was almost beaten to death by the old man that day and followed his deceased wife.

After that, the old man issued an order requiring Jia Zhen to observe a one-year mourning period for his deceased wife and not to marry or take concubines during that period.

I finally got through a year, but unfortunately my old mother fell ill again and everything went wrong.

A few years later, his mother passed away, and he observed another three years of mourning, during which time he was not allowed to marry or take concubines.

Jia Zhen felt that he had a hard time these years. He had to play the role of both father and mother to raise Jia Rong, but he ended up raising a nerd who was a blockhead who only cared about reading all day long. He was not in a hurry to find a wife for the child, but he was the one who had to worry about it.

After listening to Jia Zhen's ramblings, Fengjie smiled and comforted him, "As a parent, which one of us wouldn't be like this? Our Rong'er looks so good, has such literary talent, and comes from a family of noble birth. He can have any girl he wants. If you are confident, just leave it to me. I will find a suitable girl for Rong'er."

"That's not necessary, elder sister. Cough, cough, cough!" Jia Zhen took a breath and continued to cough, "I've already picked a girl. Cough, cough, there are ten girls who are as good-looking as him. It's just that this nerd always makes excuses. It makes me so angry. Cough, cough, cough."

Sister Feng listened to Jia Zhen patiently and asked with a smile, "I wonder which girl has caught the eye of Brother Zhen?"

Jia Zhen said seriously, "She is related to our family. She is the daughter of Qin Ye's family. Her nickname is Ke'er. I have seen her. She is a really good girl."

Speaking of Qin Keqing, Jia Zhen's tuberculosis has improved a lot and he doesn't cough as much anymore.

Sister Feng nodded.

She knew the girl that Jia Zhen was talking about. In terms of appearance, it would be hard to find another one like her in the world. She also had a very good personality. It was just that her family background was a little inferior to that of the Ningguo Mansion.

"Brother Rong, I have seen Miss Qin. She is a really good girl. It's rare that Brother Zhen likes her so much. How about I go and tell you about her?"

As a junior, Jia Rong had been silent until now, but now he said seriously: "Marriage is a matter of parents' decision. As long as the old master says it's okay, I'll do it."

Sister Feng said with a smile: "Your master is fine here, as for the master, you are his lifeblood, do you think the master will not obey you?"

Jia Rong winked at Feng Jie and said, "The old master has been very busy with official duties recently. He didn't even have time to see Lord Qin when he came to visit last time. How could I dare to say anything?"

The clever Feng Ji immediately understood that Jia Jing was most likely not in agreement with this matter and that it was Jia Zhen's own idea.

Just like what Lady Jia said in Rongguo Mansion was an imperial decree, Jia Jing had the final say on everything in Ningguo Mansion. His say was even greater than that of Lady Jia in Rongguo Mansion. What Jia Zhen said was like shit and had no trace.

And judging from Jia Rong's tone, he didn't seem to care too much about Miss Qin.

There is a 90% chance that this will not succeed.

Fengjie would never do something that is thankless.

Thinking of this, Sister Feng smiled and said, "Brother Zhen, I think we don't need to worry about this for now. It's more important to rest and recuperate. After all, Rong'er is still a little young and doesn't know the benefits of having a wife. When he grows up a little, if Brother Zhen doesn't urge him, he will get anxious himself." "Ahem." Jia Zhen coughed and said, "I'm afraid that with my body, cough, cough, I won't be able to see that day, cough, cough, cough!"

After saying that, he coughed violently again, his eyes full of worry, just like an old father who was worried that his son would not be able to find a wife.

Fengjie was frightened by Jia Zhen's cough and took two steps back cautiously. Then she changed the subject: "What are you talking about, Brother Zhen? I heard that there is a doctor named Wu on Xingrong Street who has a special recipe for treating coughs. It is very effective, but the price is a bit expensive. It contains ginseng, deer antlers and other precious tonic herbs. Most people can't afford it."

"real!"

Jia Rong was overjoyed.

"where is it?"

"I'll go and see for myself right now! It doesn't matter how much money we have. A family like us can afford to eat two kilograms of ginseng a day."

He looked anxious, just like a filial son who was worried about his old father's illness.

A kind father and a filial son,

Nothing more than that!

Sister Feng looked at the two of them and giggled.

"Brother Zhen, are you relieved now? With a filial son like Rong'er, who can eat ginseng as much as he wants, what symptoms can't be cured?"

Jia Zhen: “…”

"Cough cough!"

"You evil creature, why don't you go get me some medicine with your auntie?"

Take medicine to cure the disease first, then treat the rebellious son.
Now even if I have the will, I am powerless.

……

After leaving Jia Zhen's courtyard, Sister Feng started laughing and said, "You seem to be at ease. Did you take Xichun out to see the lantern festival last night? Be careful that Master will catch you not studying hard and give you a beating."

"Haha." Jia Rong smiled lightly, not afraid at all: "Aunt, have you ever seen the old lady beat Baoyu? The relationship between the generations is not just a casual talk."

"Come on." Feng Jie laughed and said, "It's only because you are a good student that the old master doesn't want to beat you, otherwise he would have beaten you to pieces. Didn't you see that Brother Qiang was beaten so hard that he didn't dare to enter the mansion?"

Jia Qiang was also a person who didn't like studying and was idle all day long. He originally lived in the mansion, but he couldn't stand being called in by Jia Jing every few days to ask about his homework. He found an excuse to move out a few years ago, but he still couldn't escape the nightmare. He was always called in by Jia Jing to ask about his homework from time to time, and a beating with a ruler was inevitable.

"By the way, your aunts are very unhappy with your partiality to some. You should think about it yourself."

Jia Rong smiled gently.

There's no point in being envious, because you're not my real aunts.

"Aunt, where is the Doctor Wu you mentioned?" Jia Rong asked an irrelevant question.

Sister Feng waved her hand: "Go find it yourself, how would I know where it is?"

Jia Rong: “…”

As expected, no one really cares about Master Zhen except himself!

(End of this chapter)