Tanchun is in an awkward situation in the Jia family.

Everyone knew that her mother was a concubine, a slave in the Jia family, and she was stupid and willing to cause trouble. Therefore, no one in the mansion liked her.

Although Tanchun was taken by Mother Jia since childhood and raised herself, she only recognized Mrs. Wang as her mother, from the bottom of her heart, she was different from everyone else's eyes. Everyone looked at her with a strange look. Her master was not a master, and a slave was not a slave. How embarrassed it was to be.

Mrs. Wang treated her well in front of her, at least she hadn’t criticized her too much, and she wouldn’t have beaten and scolded her. In front of others, the wife was gentle and considerate to her. What about the lovely back?

I didn’t give birth once every ten months of pregnancy, and I didn’t have the fate of those ten months, so I wouldn’t be close to me.

Bone and blood, what is bone and blood, is compatible with bone and blood, nothing is.

Even if Mrs. Wang is generous, tolerant, and treats her better, she will never be close to her. Her eyes were filled with disgust and disgust when she looked at Tanchun inadvertently. How could she not see that as sensitive and intelligent as Tanchun?

But everyone was tacit and didn't want to expose this layer of window paper.

In this way, Tanchun also pretends to be intimate and affectionate with his wife in front of others. If he thinks about it carefully, it will be disgusting.

Therefore, Tanchun never thinks about these things carefully. If he thinks too much, no one can live in the Jia family.

But her biological mother had to have something to do if she had something to do. She would always have to take her on her.

"I have been in this mansion for decades, giving birth to a son and a daughter for the master. I have no credit and worked hard. Why am I not even as good as a maid?!"

My aunt would shout at the mansion every now and then, for fear that others would not know that Tanchun was born.

Tanchun always heard the servants telling him how his biological mother made a fuss, and said that he had worked hard to have children, so Tanchun wanted to find a crack in the ground and never come out forever.

"You all bully me and I was not raised by my wife!"

Her brother Jia Huan always calls this a few times whenever she encounters unfair things. She doesn't even dare to say these words, for fear of laughing at them!

She was even more afraid that Mrs. Wang would not like her, she was afraid that Mother Jia would not like her, and that the brothers and sisters in the Jia family who had noble births and legitimate foundations would not be looked down upon.

Before this, Tanchun really didn't want to stay in this mansion. If she were a man, she would have gotten up and left the Jia Mansion to go out for a career. At that time, she had something to say. Unfortunately, she was a woman again. She could not leave the door and could only crouch in the small cage of the Jia Mansion and not move. Even if she had the ambition or talent, what could she do?

In the bottom of her heart, she was out of place with her brothers and sisters. She was living a tough life, but she was the only one who survived in the cracks and was suffering.

Jia Cong is the most similar to her, and Jia Cong's biological mother seems to be inferior to Aunt Zhao. I heard that she is just a fire-burning girl. Tanchun doesn't understand why Jia She wanted to find a fire-burning girl to give birth, but she always gave birth to her. There is always another young master born in the Jia family.

Tanchun had no idea about Jia Cong before. She lived a miserable life herself, so how could she have the energy to pay attention to others?

But in recent days, Jia Cong suddenly became amazed and then she turned her gaze to the young master.

She was very curious about Jia Cong. In addition, the two of them had similar backgrounds, so she was closer to Jia Cong than to others.

Now that Shu suddenly said he wanted to go to play with Jia Cong, Tanchun was stunned. Seeing that it was not dark, he had this idea, but he hesitated: "Is it a little late to go at this time? What should I do if I lock the door later?"

After hearing the book, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's still early, there is at least one door locked.

In one or two hours, we will come back after going around. Who can still stay there without leaving?"

Tanchun smiled and said, "It's okay, it's still long anyway. I just ate a lot of food. I'll go out for a walk to digest it."

The master and servant went straight to find a sedan chair, carried Tanchun into the east courtyard, first went to meet Mrs. Xing, said a few words, and then turned to Changchun Garden.

As soon as he entered Changchun Garden, Tanchun saw the scenery in the garden and couldn't help but nod and admired, but he was thinking in his heart: Jia Cong turned out to be an optional person, and no one asked about life and death. How did he coax the master and his wife to like him now? He was willing to live in such a good yard. It seems that he is really capable.

Waiting for Shu to support Tanchun, the two of them walked and read and praised. But at this time, a little girl had just walked out. When she saw her master and servant, she came up to say hello and led the two to Jia Cong's room.

Jia Cong was in a daze in the room at this time. He was living like a dream today. He never expected to be so close to Daiyu and recognize his siblings. Daiyu was as beautiful as a fairy and stayed so sweetly with her for an afternoon. Jia Cong thought he seemed to be in a fairyland. Until Daiyu got up and left, he was still in a dream, and suddenly felt like he was missing.

Jinque didn't come to provoke him, and sat quietly on the couch in front of the window, embroidering the faint candlelight and the afterglow of the sun.

The master and servant were both busy and dazed, without saying a word. The room was so quiet that even the sound of Jinque threading a needle could be heard clearly.

Just at this moment, someone replied outside: "Young Master, the third lady is here."

Jia Cong was still a little dazed when he heard this. What is the third lady? Which third lady is here?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the sound of the door curtain. Tanchun smiled and opened the curtain and walked in.

When Jia Cong saw that Tanchun was actually Tanchun, he couldn't help but feel very surprised: He had no contact with Tanchun, and hadn't even said a few words, why did she come?

Tanchun smiled and said, "Brother Cong, what are you doing? I just went over to see my wife. Seeing that you had not locked the door yet, the yard was full of good scenery, I couldn't help but walk in, but it was a little abrupt."

Jia Cong laughed as soon as he heard this, "What is this saying? Why is this abrupt? I dreamed that I could invite my sister to come and sit, but I was afraid that my sister would not want to come. Now my sister is willing to come to my humble house, but I really can't ask for it."

Tanchun smiled when he heard this, "Good brother, no wonder everyone likes you. It makes sense. Your mouth makes people feel comfortable. I wish I could come every day. You will be annoyed at that time, but I can't blame me..."

Jia Cong heard this and laughed, "I wish I could do it, I'm afraid my sister is coaxing me."

Tanchun smiled and said, "What are you coaxing you to do? I will come every day in the future!"

Jia Cong smiled unsupportantly: "That's better, sister is not allowed to coax me!"

The two of them smiled and answered, and Jinque hurriedly put down the needle and thread and poured tea and gave up his seat. He was wondering: What's wrong now? Why is his young master recruiting people like this?
Chapter completed!