It didn't seem right to say this, so Dali simply didn't explain: "I'm going to go out to see how Dagui's preparations are. Dagui has been worrying about Zhuangzi's affairs recently and hasn't been very meticulous in his work. I'll go and have a look."
No matter what, this girl didn't want to deal with this stupid idiot like herself. Jiang Changxi felt her stomach, which was the same as it had been for more than ten years, and began to doubt herself again.
Could it be that my stomach has not changed, but my brain has changed first? Could it be that morning sickness has mutated my body?
Can there be a problem with the brain? Jiang Changxi would definitely not admit it, and there cannot be a problem, let alone happen to him.
Dali's brain is worse than mine, what can you tell?
But when you go to pay homage to Mr. Wenquxing tomorrow, it’s best to beg him and let Mr. Wenquxing take care of you, and don’t really become stupid.
Faith is an indispensable thing. Just look at it and it will be replenished for you right away. Now it’s time to say goodbye. People say that when you are sick, you go to the doctor. It’s true.
I have several estates, I am really stupid, how can I strive to become the owner of a large estate, my own dream of a large estate.
Jiang Changxi finally has more expectations for tomorrow's activities.
Early the next morning, the carriage from Uncle Li's house arrived at the door. Mrs. Li said she couldn't let Sister Jiang, who was pregnant, wait for her.
When Mrs. Jiang San saw the young lady of the Li family, she was very curious about it. Her daughter has been very powerful since she was a child. She is such a soft and cold girl. The first time she saw her, she just fell in love with the little girl and she was a bit difficult to get close to. She was aloof.
Fan.
This is the standard lady in the eyes of their generals. This is the child of other people in the eyes of their own parents.
Mrs. Jiang San rarely felt restrained when facing such a young lady: "When I look at the young lady, she is a scholar."
Jiang Changxi felt that she had been shot innocently, maybe because she was rejected by her own mother for being uneducated and unskilled.
Mrs. Jiang San turned her head and comforted Jiang Changxi: "Mother, Mrs. Li is someone who likes poetry, poetry and poetry. The books you read are all practical."
I'm talking about someone who is bookish, but my daughter is pragmatic and vulgar.
Jiang Changxi, no matter how you understand it, these words are not very friendly: "Thank you, no need to explain."
After all, after explaining it, it was implemented. My mother disliked her lack of literary literacy. The science student couldn't afford to hurt her anyway.
Mrs. Jiang smiled a little guiltily, but with two young ladies accompanying her, Mrs. Jiang was in a very happy mood.
Looking at Mrs. Li, Mrs. Jiang San smiled and coaxed: "Wherever do you want to go today? My aunt is with you. You can go wherever you want, don't worry."
Jiang Changxi took a look at his own mother. It was like, how can you find such an opportunity? With a woman like her mother and an elder accompanying you, you won't be afraid of encountering jackals, tigers and leopards acting alone. You can go wherever you want.
Mrs. Li has a reserved temperament, and when she met Mrs. Jiang San who was so enthusiastic, she couldn't help but get close to her: "Thank you Auntie, I will make Auntie suffer."
Mrs. Jiang San smiled and said: "It's not a burden, it's not a burden."
Jiang Changxi saw that his mother was trying to please the young lady, so she took Mrs. Jiang San's hand and said, "You are the elder, and we should be the ones who are nervous. Why are you still uncomfortable?"
After saying these words, Mrs. Li couldn't help but look up at Mrs. Jiang San. Feeling that she was being rude, she immediately lowered her head.
I have to say that knowing that Madam Jiang San was as nervous as herself, she felt much relieved. But why?
Mrs. Jiang San was even more uncomfortable: "Niece, don't listen to your sister Jiang's nonsense. Auntie is not nervous."
Miss Li knew that this aunt was really nervous. The two girls looked up at Mrs. Jiang San. Miss Li was surprised.
There is no need for Jiang Changxi to speak. A lady like Mrs. Li naturally knows how to talk to Mrs. Jiang.
She should treat such a respectable elder seriously.
So Jiang Changxi wasn't worried at all about how they would get along. The two of them quickly found a topic.
When Mrs. Jiang San heard what Mrs. Li said, she wanted to give her a jar of the snow water she had collected.
Mrs. Jiang San looked at her own daughter, nodded, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, niece, my aunt will definitely drink all this precious snow water."
My daughter is pregnant, so she can't eat or drink indiscriminately. With the popularity of Jiang Changxi over the years, Mrs. Jiang San still knows the importance of hygiene.
Although Miss Li is good at everything, her hobby is a bit special.
For the sake of her daughter and Mrs. Li's affection, Mrs. Jiang San is willing to drink this water herself. She will bear all the burden.
Jiang Changxi couldn't help laughing. Her mother was prepared to risk herself in order not to refute Mrs. Li's kindness.
Jiang Changxi: "Sister, my mother is a layperson like me. It's better to keep those things for yourself. If you give them to us, it's like a cow chewing peonies."
Mrs. Jiang San secretly pulled Jiang Changxi, but she couldn't tell the truth. The young lady felt so sad.
Jiang Changxi: "If my sister is interested, she can find some magic weapon and give it to my mother. My mother likes that."
When making friends, you should treat each other with sincerity. Obviously, her mother is a pleaser in front of Mrs. Li.
Mrs. Jiang San frowned and was about to deny it when she saw Mrs. Li's admiring eyes.
Then Mrs. Jiang San swallowed her words abruptly and changed it to: "Well, my aunt has a rough temper and can't study well. So she can only play with guns and sticks."
With stars in her eyes, Miss Li eagerly asked Mrs. Jiang San: "Auntie, you are really capable of walking up and down, and you can walk through the trees with a hundred steps."
Everyone's ladylike reserve and reservedness are gone, which shows how excited they are to see the legendary heroine.
Mrs. Jiang San twitched her lips. It turned out that all ladies also read the storybook: "Well, when my aunt was reading the storybook when she was a child, she knew that there were people who came and went."
Followed by a reversal: "But my aunt still doesn't have this ability, and I haven't heard of that general having such ability. If you can defeat the enemy with a hundred steps, it depends on whose steps you are. And if you miss occasionally, you won't always hit the target."
Mrs. Li was still excited: "That's already amazing. Auntie, do you think I can still learn it?"
Now, I really can't coax my child against his will. It would be terrible if Mr. Li sued me for kidnapping.
Mrs. Jiang San said tactfully: "Auntie can give you a small bow." If the young lady likes it, she can express her comfort.
Of course, it must be gorgeous and beautiful, but impractical. If it hurts others, it will basically hurt yourself. Mrs. Jiang San did not dare to give it away.
Little Madam Li didn't know Mrs. Jiang San's plan. She was very happy when she heard that she could own a bow: "Auntie, I will definitely practice riding and shooting well so as not to embarrass auntie."
Mrs. Jiang San felt that the little girl had misunderstood her meaning: "No, you don't have to work so hard." After all, it is quite difficult to cross the Yangtze River with a hundred steps.