Zhou Lan thought that he knew his daughter-in-law quite a bit, but he didn't quite agree with what he said. He felt that he still needed to be worried.
Looking at Dali, I think she is talking in her sleep, and I want to shake Dali. Open your eyes. Although he has only been with his wife for half a year, he really sees much more clearly than Dali. She is a model in the boudoir, so where should we start?
Look, virtuous people have to be judged by who they are.
Zhou Lan tried to discuss it with Dali: "If that's the case, then don't tell your eldest grandma."
Dali still persisted: "That's not possible. What is the slave doing here? If you can't do this well, I won't be able to accompany the uncle next time."
This living fortune is really cherished and must be well behaved in front of grandma.
Zhou Lan: "Dali, sometimes you should have your own opinion."
Dali smiled brightly at Zhou Lan: "Uncle, if there is another occasion like this in the future, you will know that I still have my own opinions. Grandma said that I can consider and handle special situations. This is
Give me a chance to have my own opinion."
Zhou Lan is not well anywhere. This is not a girl serving others, this is a curse on Sun Wukong's head.
Fortunately, he ran out quickly, otherwise Dali might not have come up with any ideas.
After Dali finished speaking, he asked his uncle in a very good mood: "Uncle, you said those little ladies can dance so well. Are they very strong? Can they lift the stone lock?"
Zhou Lan was very alert: "What? I didn't even look at it. What do I know?"
Then he raised his chin and said: "Go back home and never come to such a smoky place again."
Dali looked at his uncle with regret: "What a pity. This is the first time for this slave to see such singing and dancing."
Zhou Lanxin said, "What are you pity for? I want to follow your pity, but you may not say anything to me later in front of my wife."
This girl actually knows how to fish and enforce the law. The pit is too deep.
Jiang Changxi in the mansion was surprised to see Uncle Zhou coming back not long after he left: "But the party didn't go well, and it was someone who pissed off the uncle."
Zhou Lan: "Forget it. I will never play with Brother Li again. What the hell is this? The literary meeting we promised, except for meeting a few senior brothers, there was no serious discussion of knowledge. Not to mention the fact that there was no discussion later."
There’s a lot of mess here, I definitely won’t go there again.”
His position was very clear, he put himself in the position of a victim, and explained clearly. Jiang Changxi had no place to start even if he wanted to find fault.
Jiang Changxi: "It's definitely not a good place to make our uncle so unhappy. If you don't go, don't go. But a friendship is not easy. Regarding Li Langjun, I should be more cautious. At least calm down for now and talk about other things tomorrow.
, what I said today should be said out of anger."
What a considerate daughter-in-law, Uncle Zhou is so comforting.
Zhou Lan: "Fortunately you are here, Chang Xi. You don't know that Brother Li is really narrow-minded and has trapped himself in the quagmire. He wants to save his wife from misfortune and renew the contract to marry her, but at the same time he wants to save his wife from the fire due to love.
It’s hard to deny that I’m unwilling to do so, but it’s not just two people who are being delayed.”
Jiang Changxi nodded, really indecisive: "Not a neat person."
You can't pick it up, you can't put it down, you can't be gentle enough, and you can't let it go without being ruthless.
Zhou Lan even successfully brought the problem to Brother Li. As for the gathering place, he can completely downplay it: "This is my last time to persuade Brother Li, and it can be regarded as the fulfillment of our friendship. It will never happen again."
Jiang Changxi: "Our uncle is a sincere and kind-hearted person. It is a blessing to meet Mr. Li Langjun."
Jiang Changxi gave Zhou Lan the highest praise. If you learn from good people and follow Li Langjun's example, you will fall into the trap sooner or later.
Zhou Lan: "If the second brother-in-law encounters Brother Li's matter, he will definitely handle it better and more gently. I am not as good as the second brother-in-law."
How about saying that everyone in my family is better than anyone else? I know myself better than others.
Jiang Changxi: "The second brother-in-law is as good as the second brother-in-law, and our eldest son is as good as our eldest son. We live a stable life, and the eldest brother behaves like this, just for the sake of the stability of our mansion."
Zhou Lan sighed on his side: "It lacks some bloodiness after all."
Jiang Changxi: "In the face of the righteousness of the family and the country, these words can make the difference." What does Li Langjun's trivial matter mean? Can it also evaluate the character of the mind?
Zhou Lan's heart was filled with excitement when Jiang Changxi said a few words. She is a daughter-in-law and a confidant, so with such a daughter-in-law, not to mention being strict with her, he likes her no matter what, respects her, and of course loves her even more.
Jiang Changxi: "The uncle is also tired. Let's drink some sobering soup. If Mr. Li is sensible tomorrow, he will definitely come over and say thank you to the uncle."
Between the lines, there is trust and support that their uncle did the right thing and made no mistakes at all.
I was praying in my heart, hoping that Mr. Li Langjun would never associate with their family Zhou Lan again.
Although Zhou Lan didn't say anything and deliberately ignored it, who was Jiang Changxi? With just a few words, he understood that he was not going to a good place.
What kind of bad friend is this?
While Zhou Lan was drinking soup, he overheard Dali saying to his wife, "My uncle didn't even look at those singing girls. The servants are watching."
Well, you know that Dali just dug a hole for himself. What kind of master raises what kind of girl? It’s so bad that he actually fishes for law enforcement.
Zhou Lan was glad that he reacted quickly enough and didn't let Dali take advantage of him.
I secretly took a look at Jiang Changxi, and suddenly I wanted to laugh. The way the young couple got along seemed so interesting.
The next day, Zhou Lan went to the college in Fucheng. As usual, his husband took Jiang Changle to visit Baoding Mansion first.
This time Chang Le himself said: "Sir, my disciples are actually not that playful. Let's come out again every few days."
The teacher said in his heart that as a disciple, he is no longer playful and does not need the guidance of the teacher: "What? I don't want to come out and have a look."
Chang Leke was so arrogant: "My disciple is someone who has traveled to the south of the Yangtze River with the teacher." So I have been through the big rivers and the sea, and I don't like the small streams anymore.
The master looked at the young disciple's tone and had to remind him: "It's too far away from 'point', not to the south of the Yangtze River." He reminded the disciple that they turned back halfway.
Chang Le naturally knew about it, but he didn't think there was any difference at all: "I'm going to go sooner or later, sir. I'm sure this is the right thing."
Mr. Xin said, "If I don't let you see it, you won't know how big the world is if I don't let you see it."
Chang Le nodded happily: "Disciple likes reading very much."
Come on, if you haven't gone crazy outside and seen enough of the scenery outside, can you go back to study with me in an honest and peaceful manner?