When it was time for lunch, the housekeeper brought by Jia Ziyu announced between their words: "Madam, young master, little miss, lunch is ready." ”

The three of them got up one after another and walked towards the large dining room. The rectangular table, which was several meters long, was filled with all kinds of dishes.

"Wow, it's the New Year. Jia Qianqian quickened his steps, and only stopped when he walked to the dinner table. She didn't wash her hands first, and then reached for the food on a plate with her right hand. I replaced the chopsticks with my hand, picked it up and put it directly into my mouth to chew and taste.

Although Jia Qianqian was used to it, it was not the first time he had seen such a scene, but he still deliberately shouted out. His purpose is nothing more than to put pressure on his father, intending to make him improve his treatment.

Wu Ziyu immediately looked at her with displeasure on her face and scolded: "Don't be like a poor girl who has never seen the world." Your mother came from a humble background, but your background is not humble.

Could it be that your body is mixed with your mother's lowly genes? Why don't you look like a rich lady? What does your father give you on weekdays?"

Jia Qianqian also sucked his fingers twice in front of his aunt, and said lukewarmly: "On weekdays, Lao Jia and I are the standard of two dishes and one soup per meal, not at all like there are so many dishes now."

These one hundred and eight dishes, you are the Empress Dowager Cixi, Lafayette. And Lao Jia is Emperor Daoguang, the most sinister emperor in Chinese history, and there is no one yet.

Even if Emperor Daoguang ascended the throne as the most honorable eldest son, it would not be able to explain why he would practice the Sect Picking Divine Skill to the point of reaching the peak. ”

"Who made our Jia family ancestors tenant farmers? From generation to generation, we have inherited the genes of this inferior person, and it has been passed on to my generation, and it has become a great achievement. Jia Youwei knew that his daughter was deliberately making trouble, after all, it was completely abnormal on weekdays.

I couldn't figure it out for a while, whether she was disgusting to show her aunt, and then coaxed the other party away, or used the topic to play personally.

"Youwei, are you saying something to me?Are you blaming me for not talking about your ex-wife?" Jia Ziyu slowly walked towards the second place of the long table. She waited for her housekeeper to pull out the chair in front of her.

"Nope. I'm just talking about things. Auntie, you can't deny that the genealogy of our Jia family records that the first generation of ancestors was a tenant farmer, and it took seven generations to get rid of that identity, turn into a yeoman farmer, and then rise step by step to a small landlord......"

Jia Youwei walked directly to the main seat, pulled out the chair with his own hands without going through her hands, and sat on it.

"Don't tell me about these things that are so old. I only know that even if our Jia family goes back five generations, it is already a rich and noble family. ”

Wu Ziyu did not sit in the first seat as an elder, because the nephew in front of him was the head of the Jia family. As a married daughter, she naturally follows her husband's surname.

I didn't charter an entire floor of the best super five-star hotel in the capital as before, and the purpose of this trip back to my parents' house in person had another particularly important intention, which was about the male heirs of their lineage.

Jia Youwei didn't care about this nephew, and as an aunt, he had to care. She didn't like to see such a large fortune fall into the hands of someone with a foreign surname in the future.

Jia Qianqian originally wanted to do it herself, but a maid from her aunt's house pulled out a chair facing the other party first.

As soon as she sat down, another maid brought her a large glass bowl for washing her hands, and a few lemon slices floated in it.

Of course, Jia Qianqian knew how to do it, so he had to clean his hands and take the dry towel that the third maid sent to wipe his hands.

"How old are you this year?" Wu Ziyu didn't mean to pick up the dishes by herself at all, but let her housekeeper hold a plate in one hand and chopsticks in the other to make it for her. She took out Cixi's style to the fullest.

Jia Youwei knows that his aunt is definitely not mentally retarded, and she is an out-and-out human spirit. The other party has some similarities with Jia Qianqian's personality, that is, he will inexplicably show a two-hundred-and-five side suddenly.

"Thirty-five years old, I'm not old, I'm young!" Jia Youwei believed that she would not ask her age without purpose.

"Rounding off, even if it's a forty-year-old, means you're starting to enter middle age. Wu Ziyu said calmly.

According to the definition of human age issued by UNESCO, young people under the age of 45 are young people, and people over the age of 65 are elderly. The period between the ages of forty-five and sixty-five is middle-aged. Jia Youwei said with facts.

"Don't mess with me about this useless stuff. The girl I told you about it, it has been unanimously agreed by several physiognomy masters, and it matches all your eight characters, Wangfu, many sons and many blessings.

As long as you can give birth to a son, then when I die and see your father, I can also convey it to my own brother, so that he can rest assured. Jia Ziyu tried her best to persuade.

"The famous families in Southeast Asia, the bloodlines are mixed with the locals. I think, forget it!" Jia Youwei was reluctant in every way, so he found all kinds of excuses to shirk the road.

"The authentic Chinese who came there from the land of China are not only clearly recorded in the ancestral tree, but also the DNA identification has been compared by a private hospital that I invested in Singapore. After eating, I will show you the detailed report for yourself. You give me a happy word, when will you remarry?" Wu Ziyu said fiercely.

"DNA testing, that's okay? Anyway, I've been thinking about nothing else for a while now, and I'm concentrating on publishing a novella in the national literary journal Harvest. "Jia Youwei just shouldn't talk about remarriage.

"The title of writer is so important to you? As far as I know, you have also written for many years, have you entered the district writers' association, the municipal writers' association, or the national writers' association?"

Wu Ziyu has long known that he prefers to write, and rarely spends his mind on the family business. The Jia family publicly recommended Jia Youwei as the head of the family, not only because the shares in his name accounted for the majority, but also because he did have a business talent that no one in the family could match.

If her nephew can put most of her mind on business, the family business will be doubled or tripled on the original basis, and it is still entirely possible, and it will also be able to make her pay a lot more money in dividends every year.

Jia Ziyu's heart is like a mirror, and there is no doubt that Jia Youwei is recognized by the clan as a business wizard who is rare in a thousand years. However, he didn't do much business, and he preferred to write without talent at all.

"Neither. The title is not important, but the important thing is that I write. You can't live without writing. "Jia Youwei is a serious way.