The head of the Red Mansion

Shen Ning, who is already 78 years old, was once again knocked down by a minor cold.

The entire Ningguo Mansion, including the neighboring Rongguo Mansion, immediately tensed up, with physicians from the mansion and the imperial physicians taking turns to be on duty.

For several days in a row, Shen Ning felt like she was being marinated in bitter medicine.

"Mother, you look much better today."

Jia Zhen's beard was already turning gray. Last year, he resigned from his official post and stayed home to live as an old man, taking care of his elderly mother and recuperating.

Although I'm old and have long been a grandfather, and in a few more years I might even become a great-grandfather, having a mother in this world is definitely different from not having one!

As long as his mother can still scold him and beat him, he is still a child with a mother, and he is still young.

Moreover, over the years, although he appeared to be the head of the family, Jia Zhen was actually very clear that the pillar of their family was his mother.

Not only in the East Prefecture, but also in the West Prefecture, the pillar of stability was his mother.

"Yes, I feel much better too."

Actually, it's not better.

But since everyone wants to bring her good luck, let's leave it at that!

Shen Ning is actually quite proud. After several serious illnesses, she has managed to live for many more years despite her frail health, relying on just one bar of electricity.

She had basically tried all the delicacies in the Dream of the Red Chamber, and even the delicacies from all over the Great Zhao.

After coming here, many of the regrets and lingering feelings I had when reading Dream of the Red Chamber were completely reversed by her.

My life has already been more than satisfactory.

Shen Ningwei closed her eyes, a smile on her face, "It's been snowing heavily these past few days, so send more blankets, clothes, charcoal, and other supplies to the orphanage."

After decades of development, Dazhao is now considered prosperous, but the phenomenon of valuing sons over daughters still exists among the people.

Even though local orphanages had female officials who came from the palace, and even some government positions were gradually filled by women, the old habit of valuing sons over daughters could not be changed in a short time.

Shen Ning's only consolation was that, thanks to Xue Baochai's caravan and business network, the orphanages in various places were not left without food, even without donations.

Because of the good work done by the Salesian Bureau, some larger towns or prefectures even built one or two more.

"Remember it."

Jia Zhen quickly responded.

Since the safe birth of their younger sister Jia Yue, their family has never stopped doing good deeds.

Even Jia Zhen himself is now quite infatuated.

Especially after his mother got older and her health deteriorated.

“Peng’er delivered it herself this afternoon.”

"..."

Shen Ningwei nodded slightly. "Have your sister come back. I miss her."

"Coincidentally, my son has already sent a message asking her to return this evening." The joy of raising children only began with his younger sister, and Jia Zhen doted on his own sister.

It's hateful that she traveled to various countries and was gone for many years.

Now that he's back, he's gone to the Ministry of Rites, and he's also frequently seconded to the Hanlin Academy to compile biographies of various countries, keeping him extremely busy.

It made him want to see her, so he had to use his mother as an excuse.

Jia Zhen smiled slyly, "My son has also ordered someone to bring his nephew and niece over, so we can have a small family banquet later."

At family dinners, he can drink a couple more glasses of wine.

Only when drinking at this time will his mother and Madam You not interfere, and his son will not try to dissuade him.

"..."

Shen Ning glanced at him, somewhat speechless.

However, she was now powerless to say anything to him.

I always feel a tightness in my chest, and I often feel short of breath when there are many people around.

Because of this, even though she felt unwell at the time and wanted to see Yingchun and Daiyu in the capital, she forcibly suppressed it.

Over the years, there have been many times when she thought she was going to die, but she has lived on.

now……

forget it!
She donated all her assets to girls' schools. As for the jewelry and other items, she wrote down who each item was for on a slip of paper. If they were all gone, they could be distributed according to the slips of paper when the girls came.

Shen Ning waved him off, then patted the chair beneath her, indicating that she wanted to sit on the sedan chair and go for a stroll.

The maids and servants immediately sprang into action. The weather in April was fine, and the imperial physicians had said that as long as it wasn't windy, taking precautions and going out for walks would help improve the patient's condition.

The garden of Ningguo Mansion remains the same year after year, but from Tianxiang Tower, one can see very far.

With the help of her maid, she slowly went upstairs.

Sure enough, the air up there was much better.

She sat down and gazed at the distant horizon.

Not far away in the West Mansion, Lin Daiyu and Yingchun, worried about Shen Ning's health, were coming this way accompanied by Wang Xifeng.

"Mrs!"

Ping'er looked up and saw three white cranes circling above Tianxiang Tower. She was very surprised. "Look, those cranes..."

When Lin Daiyu looked up, the cry of the crane seemed to scatter countless fragments of sunlight, as if someone had scattered stardust from the Milky Way onto the earth.

This?
Everyone stopped to watch a little longer, when they suddenly realized something was wrong. There were figures moving around in Tianxiang Tower, as if something urgent had happened.

Lin Daiyu's heart pounded, and as she rushed towards the sound, the cries emanating from Tianxiang Tower had already alerted the entire Ningguo Mansion. (End of Chapter)