The teacher despises the secular spirit of the female disciples. A mere Yinliang can succeed like that, but he has no character like the disciples of Mr. Wenzhai: "It's not like this."
Jiang Changxi: "Why not? This is the only opportunity for disciples to get money from sir. I will get more, and sir, you will have less to support male disciples."
Not only do people collect money, they also have a detailed account in their mind.
Teacher: "You also said, If you hadn't acted so inappropriately, would you have used me to give subsidies to my disciples?"
Jiang Changxi, who was celebrating the Chinese New Year, differentiated himself from his husband and smiled with a pursed lips. I am diligent and thrifty in managing my family and discipline my husband well.
The husband knew that he didn't listen, so he snorted and gave the male disciple a red envelope. He especially wanted to tell him, "Sir, it's not easy to save some money. You should keep it in your pocket for a few more days and give it to your wife before you get it."
It's a pity that I know it's all in vain. I'm a male disciple who can't afford to support him.
Now it looks like the palm of the female disciple's hand is unable to get out.
Then Grandma Zhou gave rewards to the servants. The uncle gave rewards to the servants, and the husband gave rewards to the servants, so the courtyard was completely lively.
With three rewards, the servants were all very happy. There was even more of a New Year atmosphere in the house.
Both Mr. Zhou Lan and Jiang Changxi felt this joy.
What's more, Mr. Wenzhai finally felt the tediousness of celebrating the New Year.
But I still study in the afternoon. After all, it’s the Chinese New Year and there aren’t many people visiting.
It was enough for the three of us to drink tea together around the roots of the tree. No matter how rare it is, we can't just stare at it all the time.
Let's all think about Chang Le together. If Chang Le was here, it would definitely not be so boring.
Jiang Changxi said in her heart that her family was still too small, otherwise the New Year would not be so easy.
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Mr. Jiang San and his son came over early in the morning to pick up their daughter, and the uncle returned to his parents' home.
Mr. Jiang didn’t expect that Mr. Jiang San would go so far as to not show off in front of the children. He even came to pick them up and drop them off in person. He was really too pampered.
No wonder girls develop such lawless virtues.
Mr. Jiang San also explained to Mr. Wenzhai: "I'm not just here for my daughter, I'm mainly here to invite you to have fun with me."
Mr. Wenzhai: "I understand. I also know that you are afraid that I will be alone. However, I have made an appointment with the old monk in the temple to give lectures. This has been the case for many years."
Zhou Lan and Jiang Changxi: "Is this really the case?"
The husband despises his female disciple: "Of course that's the case. Regardless of whether it's playing the piano or playing chess, the old monk is on par with me. If I weren't afraid that you two would spend the New Year alone and be too deserted, why would I let my ears suffer?"
Jiang Changxi and Zhou Lan didn't dare to say anything. Thinking that their husband had played the piano for them for half a day, they really felt aggrieved.
Jiang Changxi: "If you go to the temple, that's still okay. Forget about the rest. It won't be okay until after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year."
Once again, Mr. Hearing the female disciple's nonsense, he couldn't open his brows. "The fifth day of the lunar month" is a curse.
Mr. Jiang San saw his husband change his face and thought of his daughter's particularity, so he quickly said: "Let's get together when Mr. Wenzhai comes back."
Mr. Wenzhai: "Forget it, after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Chang Le will come over to study." After saying this, Mr. Wen Zhai became unhappy himself and became as nervous as the female disciple.
Chang Le: "Sir, why don't I just stay with you today?"
The teacher was happy to hear this, but he still felt sorry for his disciple: "You are here today, just to give me a holiday, sir. After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, I will not feel sorry for you anymore."
Chang Le: "I'm asking you to work hard, sir." Then: "My disciples wish you a happy new year. I wish you good health, and I wish you all the best."
The teacher pursed his lips to hold back a smile: "Let's see what you can do." He only had two and a half disciples, each of them excelled, and this kid was praising themselves in disguise.
Then he took out a big red envelope and stuffed it into the disciple: "Others, sir, don't know, but as long as you are willing to study hard with me, sir, you will definitely be outstanding."
Chang Le took the red envelope with a smile: "Thank you sir for the compliment, I will work hard."
Mr. Tuantou put the red envelope into the female disciple's hand. The gentleman was so considerate that his eyes looked different when he looked at the female disciple.
Jiang Changxi said to himself that as a senior gentleman, there was no way he could be so stingy. If he wanted to comfort him, he had already saved it for Chang Le, or if he had bought it and turned it into a Zhuangzi shop, he would still be able to make money.
After watching his husband leave in a carriage, Zhou Lan took Jiang Changxi and followed his father-in-law and brother-in-law to the Jiang Mansion.
After not seeing her sister for a few days, Chang Le pulled Chang Xi and talked endlessly. The two of them were so bored that Zhou Lan wanted to go home and celebrate the New Year alone.
Does he have such no sense of existence? Is his friendship with his brother-in-law fake? Why doesn't he even give me a look?
Fortunately, Chang Le finally saw Zhou Lan when he got out of the car, and said sweetly: "Happy New Year, brother-in-law."
Then Zhou Lan's pocket money was basically gone. After the excitement, Zhou Lan was filled with regrets, as if his brother-in-law had always ignored him.
Mr. Jiang San heard his youngest son keep saying in the carriage: "Is this all there is?"
After a while: "Is there any more?"
Followed by: "It's really gone, it's really gone."
Finally, I heard my uncle say: "There really isn't any left, I gave it all to you."
Well, Mr. Jiang San said to himself, he still has to work hard to get more private houses. My uncle has too many places to spend money.
When I returned to my parents' home on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Changxi came back earlier, while Mrs. Jiang didn't arrive until almost noon.
Now that she is pregnant with a child, Mrs. Jiang is different now. None of the ladies around her are careless.
The girl was always staring at Lady Jiang's feet, fearing that if something happened, Jiang Changxi's eyes would be sore when she saw that formation, it was really different.
Isn't it just that she is pregnant with a child? At this time, Jiang Changxi really realized that Zhou Lan was eager to have a child. It turned out that the treatment was different.
Mrs. Jiang held her neck high in front of Jiang Changxi, showing off in every possible way.
She shouted and shouted at Jiang Changxi, not knowing what was going on. She thought Jiang Er was pregnant with her Jiang Changxi's child.
Jiang Changxi just wanted to ask, why should I accommodate you?
Mrs. Jiang kept shouting: "Third son, what about you? It's inconvenient for me. Please move that snack over to me."
Jiang Changxi sneered, spoiling you: "Let me remind you, what you are carrying in your belly is not my son. I can't spoil you."
Mrs. Jiang twitched her lips: "You don't have this ability either."
Thinking of her wife's background, how could she say something like this: "Are you jealous?"
Jiang Changxi: "What a joke, can't I have a baby myself? Why am I jealous of you?"
Lady Jiang: "I think you are just jealous."
Jiang Changxi: "You stay away from me, you are just pregnant with a child."