You didn't even believe what I said. You decided that I was bullying Zhou Lan. Do you want me to thank you for protecting my image in front of outsiders? I'm really screwed.
Jiang Changxi said angrily to Mrs. Jiang: "I won't bother you, just live your own life."
Mrs. Jiang winked at Jiang Changxi, and I understood her meaning: "Be nice to your brother-in-law." Then the carriage left.
Jiang Changxi felt that the blame was particularly unjust. It turned out that Zhou Lan and the others had not only made a fuss about the chickens and weasels, but they had also been affected.
In the carriage, Second Lady Jiang also spoke earnestly to Brother-in-law Jiang: "Don't think that I am inferior to Third Sister. Just be content."
Brother-in-law Jiang Er was puzzled, why did he just hear that something serious was going on here?
Although it is said that a gentleman should do not see anything inappropriate or hear anything inappropriate, but his wife's sincere words made him scratch his head and want to know the inside story. In order to maintain the gentleman's style, he finally held back and did not open his mouth.
Ask about gossip.
Before the New Year's Eve dinner, two of the couplets written by my husband had already been lost. This was really not arranged by Jiang Changxi. After all, she was disrupted by her neighbors and did not have such a schedule.
Jiang Changxi looked at it, and his husband was so happy that he twirled his beard several times. It was the first time that he was so happy after being stolen.
Jiang Changxi: "I don't know where these people are hiding. Why did they just post it and tear it away?"
Zhou Lan: "If the paste dries, it won't be easy to tear off. You must be watching from a distance or close by. Sir, do you want to continue to stick it on?"
Mr. Wenzhai was very generous: "Tieba, are you celebrating the New Year? It's just a matter of time."
You are so generous, which made the three disciples look at you sideways. It's rare that Mr. is in a good mood, so I'll post it.
Chang Le took the couplets and pulled Zhou Lan to continue posting the couplets. The two of them muttered, "Why don't you come over and ask for a couplet from Mr."
Zhou Lan felt that his brother-in-law still didn't quite understand Mr. Wenzhai's reputation in Baoding Mansion. He was not someone who could easily win over.
Jiang Changxi also asked her husband in the room: "If someone comes to ask for a letter, I wonder if my husband will give it to me."
The husband's answer was quite open-minded: "As long as you are not asking for a child, it's just a word, it's no big deal."
So Mr. Wen Zhai is still very talkative, but no one dares to come and open his mouth. After all, Mr. Wenzhai's name is there.
Jiang Changxi: "So sometimes you have to learn to be brave enough to speak up and take a brave step forward. Look, there may be surprises waiting for you."
The husband nodded: "It makes sense." However, I always felt that what the female disciple had realized was different from what others had realized. It was weird.
It was almost nightfall when Mr. Jiang San came to pick up Chang Le and warmly invited him to go to the Jiang Mansion with him.
However, the husband refused. Seeing that Mr. Jiang San was reluctant to leave the yard, he even packed away half of the dumplings made by Jiang Changxi.
The husband couldn't help complaining: "Sir, although I feel a little deserted by myself, looking at your dad, he doesn't feel very comfortable in a crowded place."
If you don’t have a wife, you don’t have a wife. You have the nerve to compare yourself to others. Jiang Changxi doesn’t even have the nerve to complain about Mr.
But Jiang Changxi said: "Sir, the new year is coming, and you are one year older. Let's establish your goals in life."
The husband was in a good mood, so he let the disciple lose. Don't think he couldn't hear it. The disciple disliked him for being too old. "What do you mean?"
Jiang Changxi: "Set a goal for the coming year, such as marrying us a master's wife."
The gentleman twitched his lips and started to provoke Zhou Lan: "With a master's wife, you don't have so many private rooms."
Then when Jiang Changxi opened his mouth, he sarcastically said: "Give the disciple a private house so that he can have money to buy jewelry for his wife."
Who is Jiang Changxi? He has a thick skin. He said seriously: "Sir, you look down on me. In fact, you underestimate the situation. Is this the kind of person who doesn't want his master's wife for a hairpin and ignores his happiness?"
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The teacher sneered and listed them one by one: "It's not just a hairpin, but also cloth and big gold bracelets."
Jiang Changxi never expected that Zhou Lan would give him so many things: "That's something to think about."
Then Jiang Changxi found another way and encouraged his husband sadly: "Sir, you don't have a master's wife yet, and the economic power is about to fall by the wayside. How can this be done? You must learn to have both hands. If the master's wife wants to marry, there must be no less private houses for the disciples.
.You must firmly hold on to the economic power, you are the head of the family."
The husband twitched his lips: "You have quite high demands on your husband?"
Jiang Changxi said in his heart, it’s not good if it’s not high, isn’t it related to interests?
I heard Mr. Wenzhai say unhurriedly: "Sir, I might as well teach my disciple how to get the economic power back."
Zhou Lan covered his forehead. He really couldn't learn this and didn't dare to learn it. If he's celebrating the New Year, just let himself have a peaceful New Year.
Separating the master and apprentice, he quickly said: "Sir, let's go out for a walk."
The husband and Jiang Changxi looked at Zhou Lan together, and finally changed the subject without any skill. Where were they going to go on a New Year's Eve trip?
Their family has two small courtyards. The area in the middle was supposed to be a garden or vegetable field, but now it has become the Italian girl's training ground.
Zhou Lan didn't think about where he could go. He just asked his husband and his wife to stop talking about the issue of financial power: "Well, otherwise I will play chess with my husband."
The husband sneered, "You are willing to fight hard for your wife. Who else will he fight for? Besides, can a male disciple be good at chess?"
Zhou Lan felt aggrieved when his teacher looked at him and said, "When you are outside, no one is with you except your disciples." When you get home, your face will change and you will no longer look down on your disciples. This is not good.
The husband's change of attitude was so heartless and unreasonable: "Can it be the same at home?"
Jiang Changxi knew that Zhou Lan was here to save himself, so he immediately said, "My disciple will play the piano for you."
The husband said sarcastically: "Your piano skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past two years?" Otherwise, how could you have such a big face and let the husband listen to your noisy voice?
Jiang Changxi answered very openly: "That's impossible."
Sir, his face was dark, why are you so proud? He said so decisively, it was so embarrassing: "Do you want me to accompany you, sir?"
Zhou Lan and Jiang Changxi both said, "I wouldn't dare to do that."
Jiang Changxi thought that he was not without merit, so he said to Mr. Tong: "Speaking of which, my disciples still have some areas where they have made rapid progress."
The master was very unconcerned. His disciple still knew a little bit about his abilities: "I don't know what aspects."
Jiang Changxi smiled like Maitreya Buddha: "Sir, money, my disciple has earned a lot of money. The rapid progress cannot be described."
Husband: "Are you going to bring out the money so that I can have fun with you?" What's there to be proud of?