However, Jiang Er suddenly became happy again: "If your husband gets along well with Chang Le, that means I get along well with Chang Le. Whatever you give to your husband is given to me."
Brother Jiang's second brother-in-law didn't think so at all: "You can just take a look, I still have to keep them, otherwise Chang Le will come when and see that I don't cherish these gifts, and he will be sad."
Second Lady Jiang: "Don't worry, husband, I'll be here to watch."
Brother Jiang Er said to himself, they are indeed siblings, they like the same things, so who are they giving these things to?
Jiang Er felt that his men got along well with his brothers, otherwise who would give such gifts, he would be happier than anything else.
I lamented in my heart that when they were at home, their brothers and sisters had never gotten along like this.
Who would have thought that someone would develop like this after getting married? It can be seen that marrying the right person can also help maintain family ties.
After Zhou Lan saw off his guests, he took his disciples to pack up and return to Zhuangzi. Tomorrow, he would have a banquet for his clansmen at Zhuangzi.
Zhou Lan looked at his husband and his wife, who was about to speak but hesitated.
The teacher despises this virtue of the eldest disciple the most: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Zhou Lan: "Li Langjun just came to talk to me. It's not easy to talk."
The teacher said to himself that when making friends, he also showed a melancholic temperament: "Choosing friends is also a science, learn it slowly and don't be in a hurry."
Zhou Lan: "Sir, this disciple just realized that there is still a lot to learn."
For example, my daughter-in-law is more foresight than me. Who would have thought that Brother Li's in-laws would change after seeing Brother Li become a scholar. At first, they said that even if Li Langjun became a scholar, they would not look down on him.
It changed too quickly, otherwise he wouldn't have advised Brother Li not to waste his young lady's good years.
Zhou Lan said, feeling very worried that he, a bad guy, was unjustly accused, but he really had good intentions at the beginning.
The husband laughed out loud, and you could tell just by looking at his expression that his male disciple might have learned from it.
Sir: "In that case, there is no need for me to give you any more instructions."
Zhou Lan was speechless. Did he come here to complain to his master?
Returning to the main house after a long absence, Chang Le happily rolled around on the bed in the east room: "Ah, I feel as if I have been away for a long time."
Jiang Changxi and Zhou Lan followed Chang Le and smiled at each other. It was obvious that this was their new home after they got married. Whatever they wanted to say, Chang Le said it.
Zhou Lan said seriously to Jiang Changxi: "Now I believe that he is really a dowry. I will save a good amount of family wealth for him and save it for his wife."
Jiang Changxi covered his forehead: "You work hard, but you have to be careful about your father-in-law and consider his mood. He is afraid that someone will compete with him for this job."
Zhou Lan: "My father is good to me, but my mother is even better."
Jiang Changxi was skeptical about this statement. No matter how nice he was to his uncle, it would still be a lie. How could he be better than his daughter-in-law?
It turned out not to be the case. When packing Zhou Lan's boxes, Jiang Changxi discovered that her mother seemed to be a little confused about distance. There were things that Chang Le had, Zhou Lan had, and there were things that Chang Le didn't have, including Zhou Lan.
This is impossible for Jiang Changxi.
Of course, it is Chang Le's matter now. The child doesn't want to write for the first time. He pulls Chang Xi and Zhou Lan to talk. They have only been apart for a day, and they are like this.
It was a rare occasion when Chang Le was slacking off in his studies, so Jiang Changxi followed his wishes and chatted casually: "Both the uncle and the second uncle have sent people over today."
Chang Le: "That's natural, uncle. The second uncle never fails in etiquette. After all, my grandmother is old and it is inevitable that she will not have enough energy."
Although the child is young, he has a clear mind and knows everything about the family.
Jiang Changxi rubbed Chang Le's head, and I don't need you to enlighten me on how to sort out the relationship with my natal family: "Go and write quickly."
Jiang Changle didn't want to go and wanted to talk, so he looked at Zhou Lan: "Brother-in-law, can we take a rest together today."
Zhou Lanxin said that his brother-in-law felt sorry for him because he was too tired: "If you want to rest, go and rest. What is this?"
Jiang Changxi hummed softly: "Hmph, do you want to study secretly behind my back and leave me more behind? I won't be fooled."
After saying this, I stopped being lazy. I went over to the desk, put a little water into the inkstone with my little hand, and started to grind the ink. When I picked up the pen, I was able to calm down and write.
Jiang Changxi didn't even know that Zhou Lan had such an effect on Chang Le.
Zhou Lan covered her heart with sadness. It turned out that I was overthinking: "I wanted to talk, but the way he looked made me feel that talking too much was like making a mistake. To describe it, he was like a rabbit being chased by a hunting dog.
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Jiang Changxi burst into laughter. What kind of description is this? How can he say that he is a rabbit? The key is that his little brother is not a dog: "I'm afraid Mr. Wang will be annoyed when he hears you describe him like this."
Zhou Lan looked at Jiang Changxi's beautiful smile and murmured: "As long as you are happy."
Jiang Changxi looked at Zhou Lan's smiling face and reacted belatedly, which made people think, is this the level of knowledge she has? "Why am I so happy? It seems that I am ignorant and incompetent."
Zhou Lan: "You laughed." If the husband heard this, he must be holding a ruler, and he didn't even give her a chance to quibble.
Jiang Changxi: "Whatever you say is true. I'm just relatively simple and down-to-earth. It's not that I'm not elegant and my words are vulgar."
Zhou Lan: "That's natural. My eldest grandma is naturally good at everything."
Jiang Changxi felt a little embarrassed at being praised: "Don't do this, I still know in my heart what I am like."
This person knew that she didn't like those formal ways of speaking, so he asked, "How did you tell that?"
Zhou Lan: "Do you see that my eldest grandma is elegant, studious, and knowledgeable?"
In front of a cripple, let alone a cripple, there is no one who can expose his shortcomings like this. Jiang Changxi hit Zhou Lan with his pink fist.
If you haven't seen his wife's energy in pushing the carriage, Zhou Lan would accept this beauty's favor with a smile.
But after seeing my daughter-in-law's strength, which was even more violent than that of Italy, I really didn't dare to bear this fist, so I raised my hands to hold my daughter-in-law's fist. I was slightly frightened.
Then I got embarrassed and realized that my wife didn’t use any force, so that was embarrassing. It turned out that my wife knew how to control her strength.
Without blushing or out of breath, Zhou Lan grasped his wife's hand and affectionately drew the distance between them: "I am a scholar now, scholar lady, the two of us are coughing, aren't we..."
Jiang Changxi has never seen such a red mouth and white teeth. Don't think she didn't notice Zhou Lan's defensiveness just now: "Is it something? Don't think I don't know why you blocked my fist with both hands."
Zhou Lan refused to admit it even to death: "You must have misunderstood. I am piously holding my wife's hand and saying the most serious things."