Jiang Changxi really understands Mr. Zhou's mood. "Father", you have to think about it when you are happy or unhappy.
But it’s okay to have a child with you all day long, and the child is still young. It’s the right time for the child to establish a correct understanding. It’s not good to promote feudal superstition like this.
So Jiang Changxi said it again about delaying his father-in-law's reincarnation. Mr. Zhou has restrained himself a little.
No matter how happy he is, he can't delay his father's rebirth. This sounds awkward.
Now Mr. Yuanyuan Jiang Jiangtong is studying literature with his grandfather and practicing martial arts with his grandmother.
Occasionally, my husband takes me out for a walk, and everything is fine. The only problem is that the smell of the Sheriff's Mansion is not very good.
Although Jiang Changxi has built the most advanced pig pens and cleaning facilities in the house for the girl's liking, he can't stop it from raising pigs. The taste is really bad.
Moreover, Miss Jiang Jiang is very considerate. After the weather gets cold, she is not willing to bathe the pigs for fear that the pigs will catch cold.
Let's put it this way, how can Mr. Yuanyuan be considerate and feel sorry for his weak father? How can Jiang Jiang be considerate of her pigs.
Miss Jiang Jiang said that she wanted to raise the healthiest pork. Fortunately, she added some meat, otherwise Jiang Changxi would have suspected that her daughter was raising a pet.
Perhaps because it was fed well, this pig grew very fast. Before winter, it weighed more than 200 kilograms. Jiang Changxi looked at it and saw that it weighed 300 kilograms.
I have to say one more thing, Miss Jiang Jiang personally asked someone to castrate the pigs. She is really serious about raising pigs.
Jiang Changxi was thinking about how to discuss with her daughter whether it was time to let others enjoy the pig.
For more than half a year, half of the people in the mansion have been wandering around this pig. It is really a scene that cannot be avoided in the governor's mansion.
When Mr. Yuan Yuan and Jiang Jiang were taught piano skills, Jiang Jiang was invited to come outside the courtyard wall here.
At least I didn't say that I played the piano to the pigs, otherwise my husband would have cut off all ties and sacrificed his disciple.
So looking at Jiang Jiang's treatment of the pig, Jiang Changxi couldn't speak.
Although Jiang Jiang eats meat one by one, he doesn't look like one. What if my daughter develops feelings?
Jiang Changxi was fully prepared to care for the pigs until they died, and said in her heart that when her daughter keeps pets in the future, she must at least choose one that does not affect the environment.
Then when it started to snow lightly, Jiang Jiang personally invited the pig butcher back and asked Yuanyuan to accompany her to help tie up the pigs and throw them out.
Jiang Changxi heard the miserable screams outside, and when she ran out, she saw her two children each carrying a wooden bucket, helping to catch the pig's blood.
And the girls next to them were all crying, some of them wanted to cry when their father died, and some couldn't help but ran out and howled loudly.
The situation was about to get out of control. This, this was really beyond expectations.
Girl Jiang Jiang over there had a dark face and reprimanded the little girls around her: "Pigs are raised just for eating meat, why are you crying? Can you do it if I ask you to stop eating meat for it?"
Okay, stop crying. A little girl said: "But it has been with us for a long time. I am giving it a bath. Can I not eat it?"
A group of little girls nearby said: "Girl, let's not eat it."
Jiang Jiang had a dark face: "If you don't eat it, wouldn't it be a waste of food?" Then he said: "If you don't eat it, it will lose its value. Who will keep it?" Those righteous words.
Jiang Changxi knew that she had really thought too much. Her girl was really too good to be right. She burst into tears because she might never have the chance to be with her daughter in this life.
Mrs. Jiang San stood behind Jiang Changxi, full of melancholy: "What should I do? You are so sensible and have no girlishness. Are you just following me?"
Jiang Changxi sneered: "Don't worry, I won't follow you."
My own mother does not have a correct understanding of herself, and she is not even half as sensible as her own daughter.
Mrs. Jiang San: "It doesn't sound like you are praising me." Then: "It doesn't sound like you are praising Jiang Jiang either."
Jiang Changxi can't say congratulations on your correct answer. There is nothing praiseworthy about your ancestors and grandchildren, except for your strength.
Jiang Changxi: "Mom, you'd better take those little girls to get away. This doesn't look good. If you don't know, you might think something happened in the house."
Jiang Changxi finally understood why these clan mansions had regulations prohibiting girls from gathering in groups to howl. It turned out to be really misleading.
If this goes on, he is afraid that someone will come to the county magistrate's house to pay homage to him, and it will be a joke.
Mrs. Jiang San really didn't look good, so she took all these crying little girls away.
The other side also said: "If there is anything to cry about, don't cry. I want to learn from you girls, that's the way to run a house."
Jiang Jiang was left with a dark face and asked Jiang Changxi: "Mom, please help me choose a few people around me. I want you to be so steady and steady."
These little girls are so useless, crying and wiping away tears at every turn, which is outrageous. Jiang Jiang has her own pursuits.
Jiang Changxi looked at the cautious words and deeds around her, and said reluctantly: "You are really good at choosing, and you are quite discerning."
Jiang Jiang: "At least you can't cry when you see a pig being killed." This is a sign of immaturity, and people around her can't do this.
Jiang Changxi wanted to say that people cried when they saw their own pigs being killed. In other words, there was nothing wrong with any of the pigs that were not raised.
Jiang Changxi: "Jiang Jiang, maybe they are too emotional. After all, they are still young..."
Miss Jiang rationally asked Jiang Changxi to breathe air-conditioning, and Jiang Jiang said: "Then they don't eat pork, and they won't eat it in the future."
Isn't that impossible? The requirement is too high.
Jiang Changxi tactfully said to his daughter: "They may not eat the meat of this pig, because they are already deeply in love." Besides, feelings have a time limit, and maybe they will stop crying after eating meat.
Jiang Jiang's face was extremely serious: "Why are you so pretentious? Mom, the people around me can't be like this."
Jiang Changxi stopped communicating with her daughter. She thought it was normal for her daughter to be like this: "Look back, pick a few people by yourself, put them by your side, and take your time."
Jiang Jiang thinks this is not bad: "They are not bad. You can take them slowly. If they are always like this, they will definitely not work."
Then in the evening, Lady Jiang Jiang entertained us. It was mainly a banquet to taste pork.
Jiang Changxi felt sorry for Jiang Jiang that Dagui was not here. Otherwise, there would definitely be more ways to eat this pig.
But as Jiang Jiang said, the simplest way can best reflect the taste of pork.
Jiang Changxi looked at her daughter blankly: "Who said that?" These words sounded familiar. My daughter had been normal since she was a child.
Jiang Jiang: "Auntie Dagui said that." Oh, maybe she heard it from herself. Jiang Changxi relaxed a lot.
Jiang Changxi: "Don't you want to learn Zao Kung Fu from your noble aunt?" This ideal is not bad, but it is too hard.