The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

e was used to being soft normally, so he didn't dare to distinguish.
He just kept making amends to admit his mistake.

Who knows, today's Daiyu is like an ice-carved iron sculpture.
No matter how sweet he talks, it is only returned by sarcastic comments.
Baoyu is even more flustered.

Liwan looked around for a while, but gradually she saw some clues.
She knew that apart from defending her god-sister against injustice, Lin Daiyu was mostly being considered for others in her own place because she thought about her relationship with Jia Baoyu.

Both of them are only twelve or thirteen years old, but girls are usually precocious, and others always tease her and Jia Baoyu for being together.
Lin Daiyu inevitably has some longing for this.

But first, she saw the example of Ruan Rong and Sun Shaozong, and today she heard the sentence, “Falling in love is a matter for two people, but if it comes to marriage, how can we not consider other factors?”

With Lin Daiyu's wisdom, how can she not have some thoughts in her heart?

At the thought of this, Liwan could not help feeling that others might not be able to see it clearly, but how could she not know that Lin Daiyu, who had been here, did not actually meet the criteria for the Jia family to choose a daughter-in-law?

Not to mention that her parents are both dead now, and she has less to rely on behind her back.
This slender and weak figure alone has made it almost impossible!

How many daughters-in-law of the Rongguo Mansion have a physique that is not easy to give birth to?

At the thought of this, Liwan subconsciously glanced at Ruan Rong and saw that although her hips were not as exaggerated as her own, they were also very warped among young ladies.
She secretly said that the ‘rough man’ really liked this kind of style.
No wonder his furious eyes were looking straight at…

E/N: at… YOU OwO

“Sister-in-law? Sister-in-law!”

When her mind was in the clouds, there were plenty of impure and dirty thoughts in her mind, but it was interrupted by Lin Daiyu's shout.
Liwan immediately blushed with shame.
She secretly said that she was evil today.
How could she think of all these annoying dirty things?

Barely concealing her shame, she said with a smile, “What’s wrong? I was a little distracted just now so I didn't hear what you said.”

When Lin Daiyu saw that her face was flushed with beauty, she felt puzzled and could not ask what she was thinking, she then went on to say, “The men in this family are usually weaker than the women.
Even the Old Lady Fang complained! So I asked Baoyu to ask Brother Sun to learn some martial arts, riding, and shooting skills, so as not to embarrass his ancestors, but he just refused to do it.
Sister-in-law, help me talk to him about it!”

Daiyu added, “If we can get Brother Sun's approval, sister-in-law might as well ask Lan'er to follow along.
He doesn't need to achieve anything, as long as he can strengthen his body.”

Liwan smiled at this.
The girl was like an enemy earlier but now she thinks about Baoyu again.

However, the latter sentence was really in Liwan's mind, thinking that if Jia Lan could have the strength of Sun Shaozong, he would not die as early as his dead father.

It’s just that…

“I heard it's hard to learn the skills of martial art.
How can Lan'er and Baoyu stand it?”

“That's why I asked Baoyu to ask Brother Sun!” Lin Daiyu said, “Sister-in-law also saw him just now.
He is a man of a great sense of propriety.
He has his own business to do at ordinary times.
He will never drill them hard.”

Liwan was 80% persuaded.

However, Jia Baoyu suddenly became angry.
He sat down on the stool angrily and muttered, “I thought Sister Lin was different from others.
Unexpectedly, you also tell me this kind of impudent remark of bringing glory to one's ancestors!”

Lin Daiyu was never afraid of him, but sneered, “Who expects you to bring honor to your family? I just hope that when you meet a strong man outside, you can run faster even if you can't defeat hundreds with one as Brother Sun did.
Don't become a burden to your girls!”

Jia Baoyu suddenly withered again.
Although he despised such mundane things as “official career and economy”, he liked to show off in front of his girls.
How could he be willing to be called a ‘burden’?

He has no choice but to learn this martial art.