Drunk in the Red Chamber

"Pa, pa, pa..."

The sound of firecrackers came faintly from a distance, mixed with laughter and voice. It was a bustling scene, even if you didn't see it, you could imagine it.

However, in this remote hut, the atmosphere is unspeakable sadness.

A beautiful woman, dressed in a cloth dress and a wooden hairpin, knelt on a futon with a sad face, murmured a wish to the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva on the table: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves the suffering and rescues the distress, my disciples devote themselves to the Buddha, and wish to eat vegetarian food for years from now, just ask the Bodhisattva to save my poor child and bless him to wake up soon. As long as Brother Huan can get better, I will give up ten years of life. If something happens to Brother Huan, I... I can't live any longer. Sobbing... "

The woman had charming eyes, but now she was red and swollen like a walnut, and her voice was hoarse. It could be seen that it was not the first time for her to pray like this.

The noise and laughter outside the house resounded from time to time, which made the atmosphere inside the house more bleak.

Hearing the voice from outside, the woman's sad face showed a few angry colors.

Her children get sick quickly

But there were hundreds of people in the mansion, none of whom came to visit.

They are all the young masters of the Jia Family. The one who has a headache is like the sky is going to fall down. But her ring has fainted for several days, but there is no one to inquire. It's really a cold and warm person, and the world is bleak.

The most hateful thing is her eldest daughter. It's all right if others don't look at her. Anyway, she is used to being lonely. Her room has always been unpleasant.

But where's the third girl? Huan'er is your brother

The more you think about it, the more angry you become, the more you think about it, the more sad and indignant you become. The woman who had never read anything and did not know the truth could no longer help crying when she looked at her son lying on the kang like nobody knew anything.

Crying and sobbing, desolate.

"Uh..."

Jia Huan only felt a splitting headache. After the graduation party last night, he was pulled by several animals in his dormitory to sing K together, and then went to the barbecue.

No matter what, wine is indispensable.

All kinds of excuses, all kinds of reasons, no matter what, deep feeling, a mouth stuffy.

The big man from the northwest of Shanxi and the super big man from the northeast carried an old Mao's vodka alone

Four years of college, thousands of days and nights together, the feelings of nature.

The Ming Dynasty is going to go their separate ways. I don't know when I will see you again in the future, so no matter how deep the city is, I feel sad now.

How to solve the problem? Only liquor.

Beer boxes have been replaced one after another. Sixty degree vodka is also bottle after bottle.

It seems that if you don't get drunk, you won't be finished.

Jia Huan, an ordinary college student, whose parents are farmers, can be sure that the father who gave him this name must not have read Dream of Red Mansions, or else he would not be given the unlucky name that his grandma does not love and uncle does not love. The worst thing is Jia Baoyu, right?

Hearing the voice of a woman crying faintly, Jia Huan rubbed his painful head, braced himself, and opened his eyes.

He was a little curious, and there was a girl who would cry at his bedside.

It's not that he belittles himself. Born in a peasant family, he has no second generation background. He studies hard and fails to win. Although he is in good health, his sports are not very brilliant. In addition to bragging with a group of fishing line roommates, he can't even say a few words when he sees his sister.

Although I love Japanese teachers' teaching videos, they are useless until now except for a few more rolls of paper towels.

Therefore, it is unlikely that a sister crying at the bedside will happen to him unless there is a supernatural event.

But if there is a supernatural event, he is not afraid of it. When he was young, he dared to sleep on the grave with a black dog, afraid of a ball!

His mind was full of twists and turns, but when he opened his eyes, Jia Huan became a bit foolish.

This seems to be the antique building where I lived when I followed the professor to the resort outside the city to "investigate", right?

Carved windows, the window spacing seems not to be glass, but... oil paper?

The whole house is full of Buddha fragrance. Damn it, no wonder I feel dizzy. It's probably smoked.

Look at the quilt again. It looks like a brocade quilt?

Too tall!

Can I afford to live in such a house?

What's wrong? The cry just now is not the lady called yesterday. I found the benefactor was a poor person today, so I cried, right?

It's over. Those grandsons are punished.

Such a place that is comparable to the heaven and earth can not be thousands of oceans a night?

I can't afford to sell my kidney!

Listen, that girl is crying so bitterly. She must have turned over her wallet and found that our wallet is cleaner than her face.

However, since we have reached this point, we must always rise to shoulder the burden and not pretend to die.

Just like the old man who worked in his hometown told him when he went out to study, he was a man and had to stand up straight when the sky fell.

Therefore, his tuition was raised by his father who sold his buffalo and sold his blood several times.

His mother didn't say anything, why, since the old man is the father of the child, he has to take care of the child's school, doesn't he?

In the future, if my grandson has no money to go to school, my son will do the same. It's a matter of course.

My tutor is like this, so even if I don't have money, I have seed.

After giving himself a few blows, Jia Huan decided to sit up despite the headache.

Then, when he rolled his sleeves and tried to sit up, he was stunned.

Is this his hand?

It is as thin as a hemp pole. A layer of white skin covers the bone, and it doesn't look like three or two pieces of meat.

No, he went to work in the field when he was young. When he was eighteen years old, he worked in the mill. The old donkeys at home were not as strong as him.

A 200 jin sack can trot a mile on his back.

He never said he was tired of carrying cement bags on the construction site all day.

This is also the source of his later tuition.

But now this ghost looks like a smoker. What is it?

Jia Huan, like a ghost, turned over and sat up. He looked down at his body, covered in a white coat, and then he was thin as a chicken.

Touch your hair. God, it's really long hair.

Obviously, you don't have a good mind?

Pulling apart my underpants, it's OK, still

Even if he was ignorant, how could he have heard nothing about the topics discussed in the streets these years?

pass through!

Is it crossing? It's crossing.

When Jia Huan was full of melon seeds, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise.

"Ah, Huaner, are you awake? Wuwu, Buddha bless, Buddha bless, Wuwu, my Huaner, you scared my mother to death!"

The woman hugged Jia Huan and held him tightly in her arms, as if afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

Jia Huan just wanted to enjoy the feeling of warm and fragrant nephrite, but when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly became Spartan.

what? Mother?!

Jia Huan was full of doubts, but he immediately reflected that if he passed through, there would be other parents.

However, what should I do with my parents in previous lives?

Although a rural household can have two children, he also has a younger brother, but how much blood and sweat did the parents pay to support him for his education? He had no time to repay one or two, so he passed through.

Thinking of his strict father and loving mother, he realized that it would be difficult to meet again in this life. Compassion came from his heart, and Jia Huan could not help crying out.

"My son, what's wrong with you? Huan Er, don't frighten me any more. I don't expect anything in my life, but I hope you can grow up. If something happens to you, I can't help but go with you. Sobbing!"

When Jia Huan's mother heard that he was crying, she was frightened and thought that something was wrong with him.

However, even if there is something wrong with her child, she thinks to herself that she is an ignorant woman and can't help her son. Rather than leave her alone to suffer in the world, we might as well go together and have a companion?

Even if his heart was very weak at the moment, Jia Huan could not continue to cry weakly. After all, this body was the son of the woman in front of him.

Since you have occupied the son's body and depend on it to live, you must bear the responsibility and let the mother not continue to grieve for him.

As for his parents in previous lives, Jia Huan really hoped that someone else could occupy his body and honor his parents for him

"Mother, don't worry. I'm all right now. It doesn't hurt anywhere. It's just..."

Jia Huan looked confused and said again.

"What's the matter, Brother Huan? What's wrong with you? Tomorrow's Erniang will go and invite a doctor for you. This time, even if she is willing to go out of her way, she will ask the master to invite a doctor back for you. There are all quacks outside, and my son is harmed... Sobbing!"

As she said this, the woman wandered off the topic. She cried a lot, and her pretty face looked embarrassed.

However, Jia Huan's heart was warm when he looked and listened. No matter what life, his relatives may not have any educational level, but his heart was the most sincere.

Jia Huan said with a smile, "Mother, my son is really all right, that is, he is in a muddle headed way. He can't remember anything but you are my mother."

"Ah! What's so good about that? You... you have lost your soul? Wuwu, it's all the fault of those people who have lost their conscience. I asked Xiao Jixiang to tell them not to put a whip in the house, which will frighten you. They just don't listen and laugh at me. Wuwu, my poor ring, how can you let my mother live? It's better to let me die. Wuwu!"

Jia Huan looked at his mother, who was unable to laugh or cry, and said with a smile, "Mother, what's the big deal? If you lose your soul, you will lose your soul. Just remember your mother. If you don't remember your mother, you can tell me something else. It's not painful or itchy. It's worth it. Don't cry."

The woman stared at Jia Huan for a while, then she said with a tearful smile: "Brother Huan, you have become smart. You are right, just remember my mother, and I can tell you something else!

This is the best way to remember my mother. It's useless for others to remember her. None of them have a conscience, especially the Third Daughter. They want to give birth to their wife, my aunt, and they are going to hurt her to death.

You have been in a coma for three days. I haven't seen her come to see you. The private money secretly saved will not be spent for you, nor will it be filial to me. It will be given to the devil in the world. I'm very angry... "

Hearing the woman's words, Jia Huan felt vaguely familiar and uneasy. Why are these things so familiar? It seems that he has seen them somewhere