Chapter 287 The status is still a little bit worse than the brother-in-law
Jiang Changxi smiled sheepishly. It turned out that her husband was talking about this kind of "not delicious". She was blamed for being stupid and not used to the twists and turns of these literati.
Jiang Changxi: "It's not a big deal. Isn't it a disciple's duty to be filial to Mr. Xi?"
The teacher twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling even worse: "No, tell the truth. Between master and disciple, you don't need to be so roundabout."
Jiang Changxi: "Sir, if you are like this, it would be inappropriate if I don't say anything."
The gentleman is about to leave with the wine jar in hand, so he might as well continue to take the roundabout way.
Jiang Changxi: "No, sir, I'll tell you straight. You know, boys, sometimes they just try to make themselves look fat, especially because they want to save face."
The husband raised his eyebrows. It turned out that he was asking for mercy. By the way, the scope of boys is really broad. If the husband is included, is he also trying to make a fool of himself?
Jiang Changxi continued: "Ahem, you all know that the disciple has been punished, how can you be so indifferent."
The old gentleman pointed to his nose: "You still want me to help the disciples who are not paying attention in class find a place to go?"
She dared to think that if her husband didn't dare to do it, it would be a huge loss.
Jiang Changxi: "How can I be so ignorant of good and evil? I just want to say that if others don't feel sorry for me, I will be punished. Can we ourselves be accommodating? The punishment must be punished. Can we ease it?"
One moment."
Mr. Wenzhai was already defensive about the female disciple's remarks, but he couldn't help but said, "Say it again."
Jiang Changxi blushed a little and couldn't stand up: "Mr."
Mr. Wenzhai: "Since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone bargaining with you."
Jiang Changxi: "You are a famous gentleman all over the world. You are unprecedented and unprecedented. How can you compare with ordinary people?"
Mr.: "I really appreciate you looking up to me. I will definitely be punished. If you really feel sorry for me, just go and help me copy."
Of course I was unwilling, otherwise I wouldn't have come over to Mr. Jiang Changxi's side to deal with it. Jiang Changxi said, "Sir, you can't say that. It's enough for you to punish one person. How can you punish an entire family?"
The teacher laughed: "Is this your friendship? My male disciple didn't treat you like this at the beginning."
Jiang Changxi: "Sir, you have to think about it this way. I am a housewife, so I don't have to do everything right. Your disciple who wants to establish a family in the future should have his own responsibilities." Between the dead Taoist friend and the dead poor Taoist, Jiang Changxi is still the same.
Those who are willing to kill fellow Taoists.
The Master sneered, "You are a female family member who cannot share the same hardships, so pity my eldest disciple who is distracted by you."
He hugged the wine jar and left, saying to the boy: "Go and tell my eldest disciple that you are tired today, so you can bring me the punishment copy tomorrow night."
It wasn't that the female disciple's plea for mercy worked, but that she felt sorry for the male disciple after seeing the female disciple's ruthlessness and senselessness.
Jiang Changxi: "Thank you very much, sir. Just say that you are not an ordinary gentleman. You are a model for thousands of educators in the future. In the future, there will be teachers who care about their students as much as you do..."
The husband hurriedly walked a few steps, fearing that this disciple would say something that would be embarrassing to hear. She dared to say it, but the husband did not dare to listen.
But Jiang Changxi's goal was achieved. Although he couldn't help with copying, his husband said that he could delay it for some time. This was considered intellectual assistance.
When Zhou Lan heard Xiaotong's words, he couldn't help laughing: "I know, Mr. Tong said, I know I was wrong."
Child: "Sir, my husband said that my grandma doesn't care about you enough and doesn't help you copy books. But my husband is so noisy that my grandma doesn't care about you enough."
This kid has been in the presence of Mr. for a long time and is very clever.
Zhou Lan burst out laughing, and someone was digging a hole for his wife: "Grandma will be here soon, let's see if you still dare to say it."
The child ran away immediately, but the grandmother was still afraid.
Zhou Lan didn't think that his wife didn't feel sorry for him if she didn't help with the punishment. She was able to go over and make trouble for the husband. His wife was outsmarting him, and she spent all her energy on herself.
At this moment, Zhou Lan was very grateful.
After a while, Jiang Changxi brought over a bottle of Jade Skin Cream. If I remember correctly, this thing seems to be for women.
Jiang Changxi: "What's that expression on your face? Even though the name of this ointment is a bit ordinary, it's very effective. It reduces swelling and relieves pain. It's very easy to use."
Zhou Lan: "But this sounds like something women use for skin care."
Jiang Changxi: "I use it occasionally, but this medicinal material is relatively precious, so just use it occasionally."
As he said this, he dug out a large piece and applied it to Zhou Lan's hands. Zhou Lan looked at this usage and didn't feel that the paste was precious at all.
But after applying it, my hands feel cool and refreshing, which is really comfortable.
Zhou Lanxin said that her daughter-in-law felt sorry for her, so she gave him such a precious ointment.
As soon as his hand stopped hurting, he started copying the book. He couldn't let his wife plead for him in front of his husband. For the husband, this was a considerate thing for his wife.
Jiang Changxi looked at Zhou Lan working hard to catch up on his homework, and turned around and ignored him. He definitely didn't feel this thoughtfulness, and just felt that this person was arrogant and heartless.
Not daring to disturb her passionately, I quietly withdrew.
Occasionally when Jiang Changxi was having a brain twitch, he would also struggle with this issue. For Zhou Lan, whether she was more important or knowledge was more important. After all, in front of knowledge and knowledge, she had been ignored by Zhou Lan not once or twice.
Of course, under normal circumstances, when his head is not hitting the wall or being kicked by a donkey, Jiang Changxi does not have this trouble.
After all, Zhou Lan's fame and career are linked to their family's quality of life. He works hard for her and their family.
Zhou Lan worked hard for most of the night before finishing his homework.
As a result, I met my brother-in-law washing up early the next morning, and I saw that the thing my brother-in-law was applying on his face was the jade skin cream that I thought was precious yesterday.
In an instant, Zhou Lan felt that everything was no longer fragrant. How could he deceive people like this? His resentful eyes drifted towards Jiang Changxi.
Jiang Changle: "Brother-in-law, what are you looking at? Do you want to apply it too? It smells good."
Zhou Lan looked at the bottle with a gloomy face and looked at the bottle several times before squeezing out two words: "No need."
Jiang Changle: "No need, I look at you with greedy eyes."
Zhou Lan took a deep breath. These two sisters were really depressing, so she turned around and left.
Chang Le: "It's baffling. I don't know who made him angry so early in the morning."
While eating, Chang Le stretched out his neck and asked Jiang Changxi if it smelled good.
Jiang Changxi coaxed the child to open his mouth and said, "It smells good, but it's not as good as your milk melon seeds. Since it's pretty good, don't bother with it." It's a waste of things.
It's a pity that Mr. Jiang Changle worked hard to get rid of the smell of milk and melon seeds. He didn't just apply it on himself all day long. He wanted to try whatever was available in his house and had a good smell.
He turned around and refused Jiang Changxi's coaxing.
Zhou Lan's face became better at this time: "Isn't it for long-term use?"
Jiang Changle was so arrogant: "If you use it for a long time, you have to see the effect. If the effect is not good, I won't use it. I wiped my feet yesterday and the smell is good."
Zhou Lan's face looked ugly again, just like the color palette.