After figuring out the cause of the matter, Ji Qingnian felt ashamed. She wanted to slap her two big mouths. If there was a crack on the ground at this moment, she would definitely get in without hesitation.

Seeing this, Mingyin asked in surprise: "A Nian, what's wrong with you? Why are you absent-minded? Come and see Dong Dali. His body is trembling all the time. Don't suffer from epilepsy, that's going to be troublesome."

Just as she was about to speak, Dong Dali suddenly waved his hand and said carelessly: "I'm fine, don't worry, I just felt a little uncomfortable just now."

Ji Qingnian quietly threw a look of apology and gratitude at Dong Dali. The latter immediately understood and nodded quietly when he saw it.

Mingyin reached out and patted Dong Dali on the shoulder vigorously, and chuckled and said, "You kid probably got too much wine at noon. You just got drunk just now, and suddenly you got drunk and got drunk."

This was just a small farce during the meal. After that, everyone was talking and laughing and eating the food on the table. The three big men, Mingyin, had a very good appetite. In the end, they only had a little soup left.

Seeing this, Ji Qingnian thought that Dong Dali was not full. In addition, what happened not long ago made her feel guilty about this simple and simple man, so she really wanted to do something to make up for it.

Dong Dali blinked and waved his hand silly and said, "The owner of the museum, no need to worry. I have been eating for a long time. I just drank the remaining soup in the pot just because I didn't want to waste it."

Ji Qingnian's gentle attitude obviously made Dong Dali feel uncomfortable, but he nodded and stared blankly at the teacup in front of him, as if thinking about something.

Ji Qingnian was stunned by Mingyin's words, and even two red glows rose on her cheeks. She glared at Mingyin with hatred and replied angrily: "Do you have no hands or feet? Do you want to drink porridge and go to the kitchen to cook? How big is the person, but I still have to serve you in front of you and horses."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mingyin showed that Ji Qingnian was blinking hard at him. He was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized that Ji Qingnian's father seemed to have no idea that his daughter was a county magistrate in the town.

Thinking of this, Mingyin suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. He racked his brains to say something to change the topic, but Ji Zhong had already turned his head and stared at him, with an obvious inquiry on his old face.

Mingyin shook his head immediately after hearing this, denying it: "It's nothing, I didn't say such things. My father-in-law, you must have heard it wrong just now."

Sure enough, after hearing Mingyin's explanation, Ji Zhong's doubts on his face did not fade at all. He frowned and said dissatisfied: "Do you couple even hide me? If you really don't want to say it, forget it, why use such reasons to make excuses me? Although I am old, I am not a fool."

Ji Qingnian sighed helplessly, knowing that this matter could no longer be hidden. She had to turn her head and look at her father and say truthfully: "Dad, I originally thought I would tell you about this matter later, but I didn't expect that Mingyin, a big fool, would accidentally let it go."

After listening to Ji Qingnian's narrative, Ji Zhong became silent for a long time. Two or three blue veins were beating on his forehead. It was obvious that the old man's heart was filled with anger at this moment, but he was forcibly suppressed.

Mingyin didn't want the atmosphere to continue to be stalemate. He turned his eyes and said to Dong Dali and the others in a hurry: "Dali, Xiaoli, you two should hurry up and go to the kitchen to cook a pot of water. The tea is cold. It's not good to keep your stomach cold in the winter."

Ji Zhong ignored these things. He stared at Ji Qingnian with his dim eyes and suddenly asked indifferently: "A Nian, do you still remember what the seventh article in our Ji family's ancestral teachings wrote?"

When Ji Zhong saw Ji Qingnian answering fluently, there was still not much smile on his old face. He just nodded faintly and said hoarsely: "Very good, you still remember it, and remember it so clearly, and you don't knowingly have a word of the word. Then you did this kind of thing knowingly, right?"

Mingyin opened his mouth and persuaded inappropriately: "My father-in-law, don't blame A Nian. It is the will of the current emperor to make her the magistrate of Qingshan Town. A Nian cannot disobey the imperial edict."

After being scolded by his father-in-law, Mingyin curled his lips helplessly, lowered his head angrily, and stopped talking.

Ji Zhong nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on his old cheeks. He looked at his daughter and said softly: "Since I was young, you lower your head and don't speak whenever I was angry. This is the first time you look up at me. It's not bad."

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