Mrs. Jiang San: "You will be young when you get married, and you will definitely not be able to wear formal clothes. I have asked someone to buy you more festive clothes. I will definitely dress my uncle up handsomely."
Jiang Changxi twitched the corner of his mouth, as long as you are happy: "Mom, thank you for your hard work."
Mrs. Jiang San: "Mom doesn't have big skills, so she just works hard on these small things."
Jiang Changxi, you just slapped your tongue this time. You are really belittling yourself. If your ability is used on such a trivial matter, then it is really overkill.
Afraid that Mrs. Jiang San would be sad and say something that would make her unable to bear it, Jiang Changxi decided to change the subject: "Mom, tell me if Chang Le has grown taller."
Mrs. Jiang San: "When I came back with your father, Chang Le's height had already reached your father's waist. I haven't seen him in more than half a year, I'm afraid he is a little taller."
Jiang Changxi: “I don’t know if Chang Le has lost weight.”
Mrs. Jiang San was blocked by her daughter again and couldn't speak. She missed her uncle, and her daughter always cared about her own son. Do you think you, the mother-in-law, should reflect on it?
My daughter didn’t blame herself for a word, but there were some things she said without having to say them, as they were said.
My daughter is saying, you should think more about Chang Le at this time. It is the same as telling yourself to shut up.
Mrs. Jiang San knew that her daughter could never be wrong. She did not do as well as her daughter, so Mrs. Jiang said, "I also prepared new clothes for Chang Le."
Jiang Changxi: "Is it more festive? Is the style simple? Chang Le doesn't like it because it's too complicated."
What can Mrs. Jiang San say? When it comes to Chang Le, it is obvious that her daughter talks too much. As long as she spends more time on her brother than on her brother-in-law, she, as a mother, does not have to worry about her daughter not getting along well with her brother-in-law.
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Jiang Changxi also breathed a sigh of relief, finally no longer having to face her mother's feelings.
Fortunately, Mr. Jiang San and Zhou Lan were outside beside the carriage, chatting with the mother-in-law, so everyone had a wider range of topics to talk about, but they still mostly focused on Chang Le.
Mrs. Jiang San discovered that not only her daughter, but also her uncle mentioned his son more often.
And there is pride in his tone, which is really love for the house and the bird.
When a parent sees his son and daughter getting along well, he should be more comforted, but when it comes to her, he is really jealous.
I am afraid that my son is also thinking about his daughter. They seem a bit unqualified as parents.
After walking out for a long time, it was almost time to leave Baoding Mansion. My daughter had not stopped yet. My uncle Zhou Lan even rode ahead to explore the road and booked a hotel for accommodation.
Mrs. Jiang San lamented her daughter’s devotion to Chang Le.
Mr. Jiang San nodded, affirming his uncle's approach, and then made a suggestion. It was too difficult to meet each other on the road, so just wait here for the master and apprentice to come over.
Jiang Changxi didn't want to, but he still respected his father's opinion. Communication was not convenient these days, so it was really not easy to walk together on the same road.
Then we arrived at Sutou and just as we were about to enter the store, we heard Suifeng say in surprise: "It's uncle, it's uncle or grandma."
Then the curtain of the carriage opposite opened with a swish, and a crisp greeting came from inside the carriage: "Chang Xi."
Oops, with this cry of surprise, I saw the eldest lady of the Zhou family jumping off the carriage, running over in seven or eight steps from a dozen steps away, and then: "Chang Le."
At this time, Chang Le was already in Chang Xi's arms.
Mr. Jiang San's face was full of guilt when he looked at his uncle. His daughter's actions just now had nothing in common with those of a lady, the same norms, and the same etiquette.
Mrs. Jiang San also weighed how far her daughter could go in these few steps, fearing that she would fly out.
Zhou Lan felt sad. When his wife saw him, she was not like this: "Dad, Chang Xi hasn't seen Chang Le for almost two years. It's right to miss him."
Then comfort myself, I am not jealous, I am not jealous at all. God knows, jealousy will overflow.
Master Jiang San nodded vigorously: "Yes, I'm so excited."
Jiang Changxi stared at Chang Le, with a smile on his face: "Can you still recognize me? Who am I? Am I your dearest person?"
If it were any other child, they wouldn't even remember who you are after not seeing each other for almost two years.
Fortunately, Chang Le has a photographic memory. Of course, the two sisters have a special friendship, so the correspondence has never been interrupted.
Chang Le held Chang Xi's face: "My Chang Xi, the most beautiful and dearest person, how can I forget you. I miss you so much."
Followed by: "Look, look at me, have I changed? I'm afraid you can't recognize me."
Jiang Changxi: "My family Changle has become more dazzling and handsome. He is the brightest young man on this street."
Jiang Changle was shy: "Oh, it's done."
The husband finally opened the car curtain and felt like vomiting if he continued to listen: "Remember to open your eyes when you speak, so as to save the young men on this street from throwing you cabbage gang."
Jiang Changxi had just met her husband: "Sir, you are becoming more and more down-to-earth. You already know what the Cabbage Gang is."
Jiang Changle defended his husband: "He is very knowledgeable."
Jiang Changxi then put aside Chang Le and bowed and greeted his husband in a polite manner: "Sir, you have had a hard journey all the way. I, my disciple, will be thinking about you."
The gentleman twitched his lips: "I am quite concerned about it. Sir, I am sitting here and I don't speak, so you don't even see it."
Jiang Changle happily held Chang Xi's hand: "Sir, I don't blame Chang Xi, it's his disciple who is too bright and handsome."
Mr. Wenzhai despised his young disciple: "Stop putting so much money on yourself, sir, I am more dazzling than you."
Chang Le felt that his husband was not considerate, so how could he not give him face in front of Chang Xi: "Sir, how much face can you give me in front of my wife?"
The husband was speechless as he looked at the siblings and let out a soft "ha", and the girl in front of him even let out a "haha".
Over there, Zhou Lan came over and met the gentleman: "Sir, the wine and food have been prepared by the store. Let's go and have a rest first."
Mr. Jiang San and Mrs. Jiang San came over to thank Mr. Jiang for his hard work and taking care of the children.
Finally, Mr. Wang no longer looked at the two disciples as an eyesore.
Over there, Jiang Changxi hugged Chang Le again, and the two sisters never let go.
The husband wants to say that Chang Le is already very old and it is really inappropriate for his siblings to behave like this.
But seeing that his female disciple could easily lift up the young disciple, the husband said nothing.
This strongman's sister, maybe, they could not sit together until they were eight years old. Or it could explain that their little disciple is still very young despite his age.
Jiang Changxi looked Chang Le up and down: "I have lost weight, the flesh on my body is gone, and my chin is sharp. Is it not eating well?"