Because of his daughter's preference, Zhou Lan went back to buy silk flowers when he saw them, fearing that his wife would hurt his daughter by wearing jewelry because she didn't like the silk flowers.
This caused these familiar colleagues to discuss in private whether Tan Hualang's family had been in a tight situation recently, and they were reluctant to buy a set of jewelry for his wife.
You say these men are so gossipy that they are comparable to matchmakers.
In other words, Tanhua Lang was close to the Zhou family, so he knew what Shi Zhou was thinking about after reading this idea. Mr. Zhou loves his daughter very much.
When the two children were tired from playing, Jiang Changxi returned to the inner room and asked Zhou Lan, "Which one do you think is more beautiful, me or Jiang Jiang?"
Zhou Lan froze like that. Did the madam open up the Ren and Du channels, or was she guided by an expert behind her back to repay the other person with her own way.
Mr. Zhou can't see any other progress in Hanlin Academy, but thinking is really diffuse and frequent. Any problem must be considered in at least three to five directions, positive direction, negative direction, neither positive nor negative.
Everyone can take the direction into consideration.
Of course, I never thought that it was my daughter who was cheating on my father.
Jiang Changxi looked at Zhou Lan's reaction, and her face looked a little ugly. How could she be inferior to Jiang Jiang's big bald forehead? Do you need to think about this kind of problem?
If Zhou Lan made the same choice as Yuanyuan, Jiang Changxi was wondering whether she should kick Zhou Lan out like Jiang Jiang did.
Zhou Lan saw that his wife's face was getting more and more ugly, but when he was asked to say that his daughter was not good-looking, Zhou Lan couldn't say it out loud and felt ashamed of his trust in his daughter.
But if you say that Madam is not good-looking, this is not a good test. Such a simple question actually made it difficult for Mr. Zhou.
Then Mr. Zhou finally reflected: "Chang Xi, I was wrong. I am not mature enough. I will never compare you randomly in the future. Chang Le, Tong Yuanyuan and Jiang Jiang are both your favorites. There is no difference between them."
The problem of comparison has been manifested in Master Zhou for a long time. Jiang Changxi corrected it many times without success. But this time, Master Zhou got distracted and seriously reflected on it.
Jiang Changxi's face was solemn, he cared more about this issue than he thought, and he lost his mind: "Of course they are equal, but who is more beautiful between me and Jiang Jiang, you have to give me an answer, there is a saying for this.
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Zhou Lan slapped himself on the forehead, regretting that he had bothered with it. This was really nothing to make trouble for. It was obvious that Madam really cared about this issue.
Zhou Lan: "Chang Xi, you have to understand that Jiang Jiang is so beautiful because you gave birth to her. Where would Jiang Jiang come from without you? You helped Jiang Jiang lay the foundation."
Jiang Changxi sneered: "You mean Jiang Jiang is prettier." This piece of shit doesn't want to live another day.
Judging from his face, he couldn't admit it. Mr. Zhou said, "No, no." His mind was spinning rapidly, wondering how he could get over this hurdle.
Jiang Changxi took the words out of context and asked for an affirmative sentence: "That means Jiang Jiang is not as beautiful as me." Zhou Lan nodded and the matter was over.
Zhou Lan swallowed and said, "My daughter is so young, I can't be so aggrieved. I don't admit from the bottom of my heart that my daughter is not the most beautiful: "I only like you."
Still playing word games, Jiang Chang sneered angrily: "Zhou Lan, Mr. Zhou, you are dead. I gave you a chance."
Zhou Lan didn't feel very good and ran out of the room in three steps: "Calm down, calm down, Madam, calm down."
Then Mr. Zhou, considering his face, knew to clear the place first, and called to the servants in the yard: "Get out of here, everyone, get out."
Mr. Zhou's usual poise was gone. He was very persistent for the sake of his daughter.
Xiaoyan quickly pulled Xiaojin and the others out, and closed the door to the inner courtyard. The adults and madam were also free.
The housekeeper came over in a hurry: "What's going on with you guys? What are you talking about? Why don't you go in and take a look?"
Xiaoyan stood firmly at the door of the inner courtyard and refused to give in. "We dare not disobey your master's orders."
The old housekeeper heard the banging in the yard, and the adults were still shouting: "Calm down, Mrs. Calm down."
Lang Jun was at a disadvantage, and the steward was anxious: "You should also distinguish between the orders given by my lord. You are derelict in your duty."
If you keep quiet, no one will be allowed into the yard anyway. The adults send people out first because they are afraid of embarrassing themselves.
Of course, it is to protect my wife's face. After all, my wife's dignified and virtuous image must be maintained.
The old housekeeper was running around in circles in the yard, but he couldn't get close to the door. Who would have thought that looking at the smiling and temperless Xiaoxing girl standing at the door, there was actually a man in charge and a group of servants working in a hurry.
The old housekeeper finally knew that there was a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger around his wife. After making a big profit, she actually still had a big business.
He faced the inner court sadly: "Sir, this villain is incompetent."
That scene made Xiaoyan and the others think about it. The old housekeeper was actually a good actor.
In the inner courtyard, Jiang Changxi gritted his teeth: "Master Zhou, you are in the Imperial Academy, a place where literature is at its peak, and you are a Jinshi. How come you are so poor in words even to coax your family members? Do I deserve the word "beautiful"?"
Zhou Lan was out of breath as he was chased by his wife: "I feel so deeply that I can't express it in words. In case words can't express my beauty, madam, please allow me to think about it. Just think about it."
Jiang Changxi: "No, you just need to say that I am more beautiful than your daughter. There is no need for too fancy words."
If Zhou Lan is willing to talk, then there is no need for the couple to quarrel. Why compete?
Zhou Lan: "Madam, why are you arguing with a little baby? That's our Jiang Jiang. Besides, it's not just the appearance that makes Madam outstanding."
Jiang Changxi snorted coldly, this is how much weight she has in a man's heart, it is only right that she is not as important as his daughter.
Jiang Changxi doubted Zhou Lan's aesthetics: "Master Zhou, you are really capable. Do you like bald people?"
Mr. Zhou didn't want to listen anymore: "Madam, how can you talk like this? Our Jiang Jiang's hair is soft and delicate. Madam, this problem is very serious."
Jiang Changxi thought of Jiang Jiang's bald forehead. Ha, he is really his own father. He can tell lies with his eyes open. He is delicate. He is looking for hairs all over his head with a magnifying glass: "It's so serious that your aesthetics have changed. Mr. Zhou, you
My daughter’s bald forehead is more pleasing to the eyes than your wife, right? Mr. Zhou is amazing."
Zhou Lanxin said, it's over. From now on, I'm afraid not only his son will become a man like all men in the world, but his daughter will also become his Zhou Lan's daughter. If he makes his wife angry, I'm afraid the three of them will be kicked out together.
What Zhou Lan felt at the moment was not that it was basically impossible to coax his wife to not be angry in the future. What Zhou Lan was thinking about was a private room, a private room, and a private room must be saved, otherwise it would not be enough.
Maybe there is no need to wait until the girl gets married to support her uncle in the future. He may have to support his daughter when she is a child.