Xue Baochai suddenly froze.

Shi Xiangyun was a quick talker. After looking at the furnishings of the room, he answered with a smile: "There is an allusion to this. It's understandable that Sister Lin doesn't know."

Just when she was about to continue, Lin Daiyu took over and said, "Stop talking too much. Others have forgotten the jokes we made when we were children. But you remember them. Sister Bao, don't call her anymore. Call Daddy if you know."

It will be easy. Just give me a lesson. I'm afraid I have to write a letter to my second uncle, and someone will be blamed again."

She cleverly lifted Lin Ruhai out. Lin Yutong nodded with satisfaction. It was as if he had given up his curiosity and stopped asking further questions.

Xue Baochai's face suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

At this time Xichun said: "I saw paints on the table, but my sister also likes to paint."

"There is no such thing as painting, just painting some jewelry and clothes. Idle time is idle. I don't like those poems and words. This can pass the time. Lin Yutong did not hide his shortcomings at all. In

There is absolutely no girl in the Jia family who can't write poetry. Even Na Xiangling can write a few sentences. She had better say it out early to avoid making a fool of herself later.

"Sister can't compose poetry." Shi Xiangyun said in astonishment: "Last night, my second brother and I talked about starting a poetry club. Now we have one less person."

"I'm afraid Sister Lin is just being modest." Xue Baochai smiled and said, "How can you, such a serious girl, take it seriously?"

Lin Daiyu knew her sister's situation. She responded: "My sister is really not humble. She is really not good at this. My father also said that everyone's talents are different, but he did not force us sisters to learn the same thing."

Xue Baochai, who had always been conceited, glanced at Lin Yutong in surprise: "That's it."

Lin Yutong chuckled, "I'm not good at writing poems for the poetry club, but I'm a judge for you, so I still have some appreciation."

Tanchun put his hands on his hands and smiled, "Now we even have proctors. If we can't set up a poetry club anymore, what can we do?"

Several people got together to discuss the poetry club, which made Lin Yutong breathe a sigh of relief.

But Chun'er went directly to Xiren with a gift and expressed her apology very clearly: "I really didn't know that Second Master Bao was going, otherwise our young master would never have gone out."

However, Xiren knew that the other party was afraid that he did not understand his temperament, so he misunderstood. She did not explain, but just smiled and said: "It's too polite. It's also my fault for not asking in advance."

The two said goodbye politely. Xiren handed the things to She Yue to collect: "I'm going to tell my wife. She's new here, so let's not lose etiquette."

She Yue responded, but in her heart she thought that this eldest girl from the Lin family had an old-fashioned temperament.

After hearing Xi Ren's report, Mrs. Wang nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, in the future, you must inquire about Baoyu before you can visit him. Don't lose etiquette like today."

If she doesn't seduce her son, she will become a good girl in Mrs. Wang's eyes.
Chapter completed!