Jiang Changxi felt a little sour when he heard this, and asked directly: "Why didn't you come back?"
Mr. Jiang San was stunned for a moment when his daughter asked him, "Is this the wrong reaction?" Is the daughter wronged and looking forward to their return?
Then: "Of course it's because your master and I didn't want him to come back, so we stopped him."
Mrs. Jiang San: "Your father and I will come back to protect you, so my uncle can rest assured to study there."
Jiang Changxi looked at his parents, where is the family affection? The reason turned out to be this, Bai was moved: "That's why you came back."
Well, Master Jiang San and his wife didn't know what to do next. Should they continue to support their uncle, or admit that they were thinking about their daughter? This question is worth thinking about.
This matter has already passed. Jiang Changxi handled it very rationally and really didn't feel any grievances or anything like that.
But when this matter was put in front of relatives, the feeling came, especially knowing that Zhou Lan was so far away and worried about her and wanted to rush back. Only then did Jiang Changxi seriously think that maybe if there was someone around at that time, he would
better.
That's why I blurted out such a sentence.
Mr. Jiang San coaxed his daughter: "Anyway, I'm back. Don't be afraid. My parents are here and I won't let anyone bully you."
Mrs. Jiang San even pulled her daughter: "I feel wronged." It would be best if the question just now could be blurred.
Jiang Changxi didn't go into details, otherwise it would be embarrassing for himself. He still understands his own parents.
Jiang Changxi: "With you here, I won't feel aggrieved, and knowing that you are thinking about me, I won't feel aggrieved even more." Just now, it was just a temporary obsession.
Mr. Jiang San and Mrs. Jiang San looked at each other, "How could they hear that their daughter was talking about them?" Or they had misunderstood.
Just listen to Jiang Changxi continue to say: "You know my temper, I am not the one who wronged me."
Master Jiang San and Mrs. Jiang San agreed with this. Mrs. Jiang San said: "You are our child. If we don't look at you, we will be worried."
Jiang Changxi still understands this: "I've made you worry about it."
That's so polite. It's not the right thing to think about your daughter. Mrs. Jiang San almost made her daughter cry when she said this. Fortunately, she is strong-willed and less sentimental: "I will do better in the future."
Don't cling to the past, you care more about the future. If you don't do well, then you should change it. But you haven't changed it yet, but you are really trying hard to keep up with your daughter.
Jiang Changxi likes the temperament of a young lady like her mother who is a military general.
Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Changxi asked someone to make a small shabu-shabu. There were not many things prepared, but it was exquisite. He helped his parents cook meat and vegetables with his own hands. Being able to serve his parents was also a kind of happiness and satisfaction.
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Mr. Jiang San: "No wonder they envy me for having a caring little lady by my side, and Chang Xi being there. I don't even want to go out and travel."
Mrs. Jiang San: "How many times have I heard this from you?" But never will it stop you from traveling.
Jiang Changxi just listened, and she really didn’t have that much charm: “There are so many people here, they are just talking, where can I eat well? I don’t prepare much of these things, so I think it’s a midnight snack.”
Mrs. Jiang San praised her daughter: "The taste is good, the thought is clever, and the atmosphere is good."
A family of three eating together is much more enjoyable than a large group of people eating together.
Jiang Changxi also wanted to marry her in colorful clothes: "Look at me, there is no bad atmosphere."
Mr. Jiang San laughed loudly: "Yes, that's very correct. My wife's salary is pleasing to the eye and her beauty is delicious."
Mrs. Jiang San looked at her daughter and smiled, and nodded: "My husband is right."
So boasting is a joke, and it's a normal reaction for you to say a few words of criticism. Let's brag together. That's a bit too much, and no matter how thick-skinned you are, you can't handle it.
Mr. Jiang San was happy and even had a few drinks. When Jiang Changxi went back to the house to rest, his own father was already half drunk.
Mrs. Jiang San also took a few sips, and it was obvious that her mother's drinking capacity was much better than her father's.
Seeing his biological father being carried back to the house to rest by his mother, Jiang Changxi looked sideways at that scene and warned himself to be careful not to treat Zhou Lan like this in the future.
Jiang Changxi returned to the house. There were several large boxes placed in the house. They were all brought back by Mr. Jiang San and his wife.
Dafu: "Grandma, these are the boxes and cages that the uncle brought back to you. The slaves don't dare to make the decision, so they haven't gathered them yet."
Jiang Changxi twitched her mouth, wondering why she was moving, so where did she get so many things from? "This is too much. I usually carry a lot of things back home, so why are there so many?"
Dafu was happy for his eldest grandma, which meant that Lang Jun was thinking about his eldest grandma when he was away: "Of course it's because I miss my eldest grandma."
Then he pointed to a small box: "There is a box and cage over there that Xiao Langjun brought back for you."
Jiang Changxi grinned and went over to hug the box and said happily: "Chang Le still misses me."
So the number of boxes and cages is not important, what is important is the person who delivers the boxes and cages.
Didn't you see that my eldest grandma has already opened Xiao Langjun's box? She was very interested in carefully appreciating the items inside one by one.
The things inside are quite mixed, including several small bamboo dragonflies.
Jiang Changxi doesn't mind that things are worthless, and she doesn't mind that things are miscellaneous and given without any structure: "I knew that when we Chang Le saw someone we liked, he would definitely miss me."
Dafu said from the side: "Little Langjun has been in love with grandma since he was a child."
After putting away all the things Chang Le gave him, Jiang Changxi ordered Dafu: "Go back and take it to Zhuangzi and put it on the table where I usually check the accounts."
Just taking a look at these things has the effect of relieving sorrow and boredom and relieving fatigue.
Dafu immediately put the things back into the cage carefully: "Yes."
Jiang Changxi then opened the box that Zhou Lan sent back. It was a bit big and too much, so Jiang Changxi opened it last. It really wasn't about judging people.
Dafu exclaimed next to him: "What a beautiful brocade." The key is that there are a lot of them, and they are generous.
Dali came closer and couldn't see enough: "I dare not touch it with my hands, it feels so soft and silky."
Dafu: "I'm really thoughtful. It's hard to find such materials."
Jiang Changxi stretched out her hand and touched the material. She had to say that she couldn't refuse something so beautiful and attractive.
Dali looked at the unopened boxes and cages on the ground longingly: "I don't know what those boxes and cages are."
Jiang Changxi was also looking forward to going over and opening it, and Dali was excited: "It's rice, long and thin, and it's actually different from what we have here. The uncle must have known that grandma likes to eat it, so he gave this to me."
You don't have to say this. Jiang Changxi and Dafu stared at Dali, and Dali finally reacted and shut his mouth obediently.