Chapter Thirty-Nine: There Are Partners
Dong Zhuo saw that Cai Yong's words had an effect, and he felt a little more confident in his heart, and when he saw the old lady asking, he boldly replied: "Yes, yes, this son is really strangely tight!" Mother, you see? β
The old lady looked at her son with a tangled expression, and then at Cai Yong, who was standing on the side and stroked his beard, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed:
If Cai Yong is not in front of him, he will look at this kid with a familiar look, and he will recognize him, but after going home, he will observe it slowly, and find that it is not right to be killed!
But now such a big Confucian is standing in front of him, as long as he admits it, this matter will become a sure thing. Even if you see the clues in the future, you have to knock out your teeth and swallow them in your stomach, and if it's unfortunate, the hat of your husband will be buckled on your head. What's more, recognizing a husband is not recognizing a son, if there is no ironclad evidence, as long as you dare to admit it, you will definitely fall into the mouth of your tongue in the future. β
She rubbed her hands in embarrassment, lowered her head and thought about it for a long time, stomped her foot violently, and walked quickly to Cai Yong's side: "Cai everyone, what do you think of this?"
Cai Yong thought that the old lady was here, and he would be able to stay out of the matter, but who knew that after a while, the old lady came to the door again, and couldn't help but feel crazy: "You old Dong family recognize your father and husband, why are you holding my surname Cai and chattering endlessly!" I haven't seen your old Dong again! But he didn't dare to slack off at all, and replied loudly with a bow: "Since he knows how to read, why don't the old lady ask about the past to distinguish one or two, and the province will be criticized for making jokes in the future." β
"Ahh The old lady slapped her hand abruptly and waved at Cai Yong: "Mr.'s words are very reasonable!" Mr. Xie, the old man, pointed out. Turning his head back to the woman, he blinked at Jiang Bangyan very entangledly: "That, alas! Sir, do you remember when you got married? β
Although Cai Yong's idea is quite reliable, and there is absolutely no malice, but for Jiang Bangyan, it is tantamount to a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the reason why I say this is because the Three Kingdoms of the Later Han Dynasty are far away, and all kinds of records are not accurate, not to mention Dong Zhuo's father's situation, even Dong Zhuo's birthday is not clearly recorded.
When I saw the old lady ask when he got married, he was frightened and rolled his eyes, he rummaged through the knowledge he had in his mind, and he didn't think of a reason, so he stared at the two of them helplessly and stuck out his tongue and pretended to be naΓ―ve.
When the old lady saw that he was just looking at herself stupidly, but refused to reply to her words, her old face suddenly became gloomy. When he was about to ask a question, Dong Zhuo leaned over with his huge head: "Mother! He peed six words, it can't be that he didn't pee, right? β
"Oh!" Seeing that what her son said was reasonable, the old lady nodded with satisfaction, and the haze on her face was much less. Raised his chin at the woman: "Hey, hey! β
The woman knew that the life and death of the whole family was only in the other party's thoughts, so how dare she argue with the old lady, untie her collar, and stuffed Jiang Bangyan into her arms without saying anything: "Ao Aoao! Sir, let's eat! β
Jiang Bangyan was thinking hard about countermeasures, and he was defenseless at all, and was stuffed by the woman at once, so he choked at that time, and wanted to avoid it with a twist of his head.
Seeing that Dong Zhuo and the others were getting more and more ugly, and her son refused to drink, the woman was also anxious at the moment, and pressed Jiang Bang's eyes into her arms: "Sir, drink well, let's pee after drinking." β
Jiang Bangyan struggled a few times, but found that the more he struggled, the tighter the woman hugged her, and the more juice flowed into her mouth.
Others don't know whether Jiang Bangyan drinks milk or not, but the woman understands it very well in her heart. Seeing that his eyes were slightly closed and he didn't move at all, his heart suddenly became even more anxious: "Sir, I beg you, just take a sip!" β
As soon as he heard this, Cai Yong's brows immediately twisted into a big pimple. In his opinion, the old Cui family must be saved, but to save it, he must pay attention to a way to save it, if he pretends to be a ghost like this, he will never dare to agree.
Thinking of this, Old Man Cai put his hand behind his back and rushed forward: "Since you know how to read, why do you have to pee!" Wouldn't it be better to let him write with some ink. β
"That's right!" Dong Zhuo looked at Cai Yong with admiration on his face, snatched Jiang Bang's eyes with his hand, hugged him and looked around, and his eyes stopped on a desk in the room: "Someone, bring the case." β
After the table was placed, Dong Zhuo carefully put Jiang Bangyan up, and stretched out his hand to untie the swaddling clothes: "Take the inkstone, Wenyou, you come to grind the ink!" β
Li Ru replied with a bitter face, ran to the house to get the inkstone, and sprinkled water and worked in circles for a while: "Uncle Yue, the ink has been polished!" β
"Hmm!" Dong Zhuo nodded majestically and put the inkstone beside Jiang Bangyan: "Sir, let's start!" β
Although the old lady didn't believe that Jiang Bangyan was the reincarnation of her husband, it was a matter of fame, but she couldn't help but care. Approaching with a small step, he waited to see what the other party did.
Jiang Bang saw that he couldn't hide, so he had no choice but to dip his finger into the inkstone, and held it up for a long time, but he couldn't remember what to write. When everyone saw that he was holding up his fingers and refusing to put down the pen, they all immediately became suspicious, and their faces gradually became unkind.
At the critical moment, Jiang Bangyan suddenly felt a tightness in his right hand, and then, he vigorously held his index finger and wrote on the table, and couldn't help muttering a 'huh' word in his heart.
Just when he was in shock, a burst of laughter like a silver bell suddenly came out of his mind: "It's amazing, I can actually think of bluffing people with urine!" β
As soon as he heard this movement, Jiang Bang had a number in his heart, it was Xi Shi tears! His mind changed sharply and said, "Why are you here?" β
Xi Shi tearfully showed no weakness, and asked with disdain: "If I don't come, aren't you going to die a miserable death?" β
Jiang Bangyan pursed his lips: "I underestimate me too much, Master Xing can soak his eyebrows with his mouth left, and everything is all around, can't he still be an old lady." There was a sudden movement in my heart: "It's you who are holding my handwriting!" β
Xi Shi replied proudly with tears: "Yes! As soon as he heard this, Jiang Bangyan's heart was broken into eight petals at that time: "My handsome guy in the 21st century doesn't know when Dong Zhuo's father got married, how can you know where to go!" Aren't you dead? β
"Sir!" Before Jiang Bangyan finished speaking, a sad howl came into his ears. When I turned my head to look, I saw that the old lady was like a dead wood in a rainstorm, full of tears and a hideous face rushed towards her.
Seeing the abruptness of the old lady's coming, he couldn't dodge it, and the anxious Jiang Bangyan opened his mouth, and the 'ahhh