Zhou Lan said shyly: "The disciples all give their wives as pocket money. When I saw Chang Le buying jewelry, I felt that I was a little short of money."
The teacher twitched his lips and felt that it was necessary to explain to his disciples what a private house is and why it was turned over. Turning over and handing over are not the same concepts, okay?
You should try your best to save money. Is it so difficult to save money? If you have money in your hand, why is it so hot for you?
He rubbed his forehead and said, "There is no future." He then handed the disciple two hundred taels of silver.
Zhou Lan took the purse in embarrassment: "Sir, what you said is wrong. Husband and wife should treat each other sincerely, how can they save money in private."
The husband covered his heart and said, "You don't want to keep your money privately. Are you cheating me out of money?" "Give me back the money."
Zhou Lan stuffed the money into his purse and hid it deeply: "Then how can I buy jewelry for Chang Xi?"
The master looked at the disciple's behavior and said angrily: "Don't you treat me sincerely? Go and ask for money from your wife."
Zhou Lan: "Is that still considered a gift bought by a disciple?"
The husband rubbed his forehead: "This is not a gift you bought."
This disciple is like a trap, a trap for money. This day's consumption is higher than the consumption of my husband in half a year.
He wants to return to Baoding, but he can't bear it anymore. The cost of living in the capital is too high and the disciples are too wasteful.
The teacher once again realized a problem: this male disciple is not born to accumulate wealth.
In the end, this was not the end. Early the next morning, after seeing the female disciple of Lotus, she felt happy and said to Mr. Tong: "Sir, you should treat everyone equally."
The husband is not covering his chest, but his purse. In this case, he really doesn’t want to hear anymore: "No, no, people accept disciples only because they are filial. I, the disciple, accepted them one by one.
They are all gold-eating beasts.”
Jiang Changxi: "Sir, they are, but I am not. I am filial to my husband."
Mr.: "What's the use? All their money has gone to you."
Jiang Changxi stretched out his hand and said very seriously: "No sir gave it to me."
The teacher looked at the disciple who insisted on having a private house, "What can I do? It's true that I haven't given any pocket money to the female disciple, so my wallet is a little smaller."
Jiang Changxi took the banknote and was unhappy: "Fifty taels, sir. Even if you admit that I am a half-disciple, it should be one hundred and fifty taels."
The husband said to himself that it was fortunate that his eldest disciple had not handed over the two hundred taels yesterday to his wife, otherwise he would have suffered an even greater loss.
The gentleman took a deep breath, and then looked at his female disciple with a pleasant look: "You have to know that among the three disciples, you are the richest, the most knowledgeable in making money, and the least short of money. How can you compare with them, right?"
You are born to amass wealth. The money given to the younger disciple is bought and given to you. The money given to the older disciple is directly transferred to your hands.
However, the master still sent another name card to the disciple and said, it is not that simple.
Jiang Changxi held the name card with a smile on his face: "Sir, how can you think so of my disciples? I am here to treat you equally."
But the post was still taken away. It was so impassioned that I had the nerve to say it.
Sir, I finally understand. Female disciples are not short of money. Come here and ask yourself, the master, to spoil the male disciples less and give him less private housing.
Why is it so difficult to be a master?
My husband took Chang Le out to play. Spending more money at home is not as good as playing outside.
Zhou Lan took Jiang Changxi and packed a cart of specialties to the Zhou Mansion to visit his grandfather and grandmother.
When Jiang Changxi first arrived in Kyoto, Mrs. Lin took Jiang Changxi to visit the Zhou family's grandparents, and there was no shortage of etiquette.
However, I came and went in a hurry. I handed in the post and was sent back without even entering the outer door.
It felt like even my mother-in-law, Mrs. Lin, breathed a sigh of relief. It must have been a situation where the two disliked each other.
I haven't been here since, so everyone is relaxed. However, Jiang Changxi delivered the post very diligently, so she didn't feel any pressure to come to Zhou's house.
Obviously Mr. Tuesday and the others didn't think so. Maybe they felt pressured to meet her, so there was no reply to this post. She was happy and relaxed.
Jiang Changxi: "I wonder if grandpa and grandma miss us and should visit us more often."
Zhou Lan was also worried that Jiang Changxi would be timid. After all, when a new daughter-in-law married into their Zhou family, the only time she faced her grandparents was that there was no tender scene.
It turned out that Jiang Changxi actually said that he should have come earlier without any stage fright. It seemed that he was overthinking.
At the door of Zhou Mansion, Zhou Lan took Jiang Changxi's hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
When she first married into the Zhou family, Zhou Lan kept repeating this sentence while covering her head. At that time, Zhou Lan must have been afraid.
Jiang Changxi grabbed Zhou Lan's hand with his backhand: "Don't be afraid, we are together."
Zhou Lan didn't even have time to be moved. Jiang Changxi raised his hand and asked Shunfeng to knock on the door. He didn't even give Zhou Lan time to settle down.
Zhou Lan was not surprised that the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion was still a familiar person.
When the old housekeeper saw the group of people, he bowed and saluted without even raising his eyelids: "This is Uncle Zhou. I will let someone pass the news."
Jiang Changxi was very surprised that a powerful person like Mr. Zhou was able to train his servants so securely: "But I never thought that my second uncle and my aunt would become so humble in Kyoto. Even the servants looked at me a little."
A split look."
Zhou Lan's mood was very complicated: "This is the housekeeper when dad was still alive."
Jiang Changxi: "The second uncle and the second aunt can accommodate the elderly. I guess they need help."
Zhou Lan: "This steward helps take care of the family's affairs in Kyoto."
No wonder, with such understanding, the relationship was made clear when they first met, and the words "Uncle Zhou" meant that there was no old love anymore. Ha.
Jiang Changxi sneered, it turned out that he had been using his husband's face all the time: "I have been dead for three years, but my second uncle can still make people remember this face, so he is very capable."
Zhou Lanxin said, otherwise, why would he gain a foothold in Kyoto?
Jiang Changxi: "It's no wonder that my second uncle and aunt didn't turn us away. I'm afraid it won't sound good if word spreads."
Yes, you are still using your dead brother's name outside the home. If you shut out someone else's son, it would really not sound good if the news spread.
Jiang Changxi: "I'm afraid this trip will be easier than I thought."
Zhou Lan laughed: "It wasn't that difficult in the first place."
The grandparents of the Zhou family probably hoped even more that Mr. Lin would get married soon. Otherwise, they would not feel at ease living in this house.
After all, it was the eldest son who bought the house. The widow was still there, so the elder took his second son to live in it, which is good or bad.
Even if the family is divided, it is not divided like this. If they want to face face, they have to take this matter carefully.
Jiang Changxi suddenly thought: "Second uncle must not have been very comfortable during this time in the capital."