Because of the newly added sixth brother-in-law, Zhou Lan finally understood why the second brother-in-law was so close to him when he saw her.
The relationship between their brothers-in-law is just like what the daughter-in-law said, it is a natural alliance.
The most excited person was Mr. Xu Xiaolang. Although he was not as excited as his second brother-in-law when he saw Mr. Wenzhai, it was quite exciting to know that he could receive Mr. Wenzhai's teachings.
In addition to being excited, the daughter-in-law had not yet made up her mind and almost wanted to marry her brother-in-law first. Seeing how young her brother-in-law was, Zhou Lan instantly felt like becoming a brother-in-law.
Jiang Changxi felt bad that the man was messing around and letting his husband work hard.
Taking advantage of the Chinese New Year period and the presence of distinguished guests at home, Jiang Changxi asked Dagui to come over and help with the arrangements. There were six dishes and one soup every day, and the standards were improved.
Every day I have to do some things that my husband likes, please, and be filial to my husband.
The husband was satisfied with the offer, but he didn't appreciate it at all when it came to the female disciples.
My husband said, these six dishes and one soup are not for your hard work, they are for you to entertain your future brother-in-law.
Besides, if there are guests at home, they have to add two dishes. Jiang Changxi can't refute it. What Mr. Ren said makes sense.
So when the future sixth brother-in-law went home to celebrate the New Year, Jiang Changxi still didn’t take away the six dishes and one soup.
The husband saw that the female disciple was trying to please her, but he has a figure and is not so easy to please, so he said again: "It's the Chinese New Year, isn't it appropriate to add more vegetables?"
Jiang Changxi looked at his husband's arrogant expression and said to himself, you just don't appreciate it anyway.
The past two years have not been easy for Mr., having two children outside has been very tiring and tiring.
Therefore, even though she knew that her husband was deliberately tormenting her disciples, Jiang Changxi still wanted to please her husband, but she couldn't bear to see her husband's ungrateful attitude: "What do you want to do?"
My husband has always been generous, but this time he was very fussy: "It's not me, sir, but you have to ask me to appreciate you."
This is a serious matter. Jiang Changxi did not beat around the bush: "Sir, please make it clear."
Husband: "Sir, I still understand what you mean to me, but money, sir, I'm old and I don't care about it very much. I don't have the idea of getting married to find a master wife for you. If you find an orphan or something, it will be cheaper for two disciples.
,Sir, what else do I lack?”
As he spoke, his eyes fell on the tea table at the root of the big tree. He signaled that if he wanted to please his husband, he had to look in the right direction. He didn't have much.
Jiang Changxi understood that the tea table he had given him before was very much to his liking. What he meant was to give it again according to the specifications of the tea table. Only the one that made him happy would be considered a favor. Six dishes would not do it.
The question is, how many gadgets can you like? Your hobbies are not very broad, right? This is a very unpleasant old gentleman.
It's not unusual for you to give me a tea table again. You must know that the roots of the trees on your farm are now used as firewood after you have seen them. You are now the originator of this thing in Baoding Prefecture.
Although she has not yet thought of how to please her husband, she can give her an idea and she will always be able to satisfy him: "I guarantee you will be satisfied, my disciple."
The husband heard that the female disciple actually agreed. He was a little moved. The female disciple was not good at anything else, but she had a lot of ideas. He was looking forward to it. He immediately thought that six dishes and one soup would be good. He was slightly looking forward to how the female disciple would please him.
When Jiang Changxi returned home, he felt troubled. What he was looking for was wild fun. If he had known better, he wouldn't have had such a high appetite all of a sudden.
So when my husband received the gifts from his disciples, his face turned dark. "Lu Ban Suo, what the hell is this? You treat your husband like a child."
Jiang Changxi looked at Mr.'s dark face and couldn't say, the main thing is to let you use your brain more to avoid Alzheimer's disease.
He smiled and said, "The main thing is to let you appreciate the craftsmanship." It was obvious that the gentleman was not very satisfied.
Zhou Lan looked at Jiang Changxi and said, "With me, I can finally rest for a few days. Don't worry anymore."
Jiang Changxi reflected on himself: "It's my fault for cultivating my husband's hobbies to higher and higher levels."
Zhou Lan couldn't help but laugh. Although the master and the disciple were fighting each other all day long, the wife's care for her husband was much stronger than that of the two male disciples: "That's true."
Jiang Changxi asked Zhou Lan what gift he would give to his husband during the New Year: "What are your plans? Do you want to write a calligraphy or write an article for your husband?"
Zhou Lanxin said, I am really not as nerdy as my wife thinks. I only write when I write. I have read enough of his articles and I will definitely not like them.
Zhou Lan: "There's no need for this. My husband reads several of my articles every day. If I use this to please him, I'm afraid he will beat me up."
It makes sense, Jiang Changxi said in his heart. It is rare for me to write. I wonder if my husband would think it was good if I wrote an article.
Zhou Lan was thinking: "I want to try to make a pen for my husband. He should like it."
Jiang Changxi thought about it for a while, whether he would like pencil, pen, or ballpoint pen.
Besides, Zhou Lan doesn’t have this kind of skill. Would he like it? Jiang Changxi asked, “Isn’t it too hasty?”
Zhou Lan: "No, I think it starts with preparing the materials and doing it all personally to make a brush. The gentleman will definitely like it."
Jiang Changxi feels sorry for your husband first. Listen, can this gift be cured?
As for the writing brush, Jiang Changxi seems to have heard that the best wolf-hair brush is the tail hair of a weasel. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Lan, I'm afraid it's not that difficult for you. Why bother yourself and your husband like this?
As a result, Dali was requisitioned that night. Zhou Lan, Chang Le and Dali stayed by the chicken coop in the kitchen all night. In the end, Mao didn't even see it.
When Jiang Changxi found out, he was very happy. It turned out that he had embarrassed the chicken and the weasel.
The Chinese New Year will be here in two days, and if we still can't catch the weasel, I'm afraid I won't be able to give this gift before the New Year, and time is quite tight.
Looking at the three people who were struggling with how to catch the wolf, Jiang Changxi complained, why bother about celebrating the New Year? Let the weasels have a good New Year.
So the listless trio of wolf-hunting trio started guarding the chicken coop again the next night.
It was late at night, so Jiang Changxi and her husband sneaked over to watch the excitement of the three of them.
Sir, I strongly disagree with the very irregular behavior of female disciples. Even elders should not behave in this way.
Then I saw Chang Le nesting in the arms of a male disciple, and the two disciples nested together in the firewood pile, staring at the chicken coop with wide eyes. What were they doing?
The husband was confused. No wonder the female disciple, regardless of etiquette, dragged the husband out in the middle of the night to watch the fun.
The female disciple led her husband to avoid this place quietly, and then she said to him: "Sir, how about this disciple giving you this gift?"