"Since the old lady takes responsibility for some people, it is not easy for the slave to say anything."

Zhang Jiang is still unwilling, and jealous that Yao's mother is so valued by the old lady, she has no son, only an only daughter, she is standing beside her at the moment, her clothes are shiny, there is a bit of similarity between the eyebrows of the two, Zhang's mother is also the housekeeper, but she is not reused by the old lady.

Now Zhang's mother is also very decent in the house, but Zhang Jiang's is the old lady's companion and is already old, if she goes one day, Zhang's mother will no longer be beautiful.

In the final analysis, Zhang's mother only relied on her mother to be regarded as a higher class in the house.

Zhang Jiang continued to speak: "It's just that the old lady, you are the most important rule, and the little young master who vomits blood and faints must not be neglected. ”

Glancing at Zhang Jiang's eyes, Mrs. Jing pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, "Okay." ”

"Then it's up to the slave to inquire about it." Zhang Jiang immediately answered.

Without speaking again, Mrs. Jing bowed her head, lowered her eyelids, and walked to the side and sat down with her two close-fitting arms, meaning to sit quietly while listening to Zhang Jiang's inquiry.

Zhang Jiangshi was dissatisfied when she saw this, because with the old lady here, she couldn't use the topic to play and give the old opponent eye medicine.

However, after careful investigation, I really found a big problem, nothing else, Yao's mother was also telling the truth, even if the old lady frowned when she listened, but Yao's mother herself was indeed acting on the orders of the old lady.

It's just that in the end, everyone knew that the little young master saw the new young lady who had just entered the mansion, and his expression changed greatly, and he vomited blood and fainted.

This is evidenced by the statements of three important people.

Yao's mother, as well as Jingjianglong's two close-fitting rings, jade hairpin and treasure vase.

The jade hairpin and the treasure vase were the two flower girls who staggered under Lin Ya's feet and almost fell.

Lin Ya's face turned pale at this time, and she stood against the wall.

In a trance, I felt that everyone in the room looked at her with hostility!

The beautiful face of the country was full of panic, and the slender and delicate body trembled slightly.

Lin Ya is a daughter of a famous family, and she naturally knows that the wealthy family is as deep as the sea, and under the glamorous appearance, the endless cruelty and intrigue are concealed.

She is just a young lady who has just married into Jingfu, and there are only two personal rings with ulterior motives beside her, if Mrs. Jing is angry with her, she wants to take her life just within a snap of her fingers.

It's even as simple as pouring her a packet of poison.

As for the news of her death, will the family uphold justice...... There was a hint of bitterness at the corners of her mouth.

"Old lady?"

Zhang Jiang's eyes rolled, and he didn't know what to think.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mrs. Jing's raised hand, "Recently, there have been many events in the house, and Jiang Long's vomiting of blood and coma has ended here, and everyone has swallowed it in their stomachs, don't spread it, if anyone dares to talk more, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!" ”

Speaking of this, Old Madam Jing's gaze turned to Lin Ya, her right arm was raised slightly, and she beckoned with a kind face, "Ya'er, you come to help me go to the Buddhist hall to chant and pray for Jiang Long." ”

"Yes, Grandma."

Lin Ya was weak at the moment, but she still cheered up, took a few steps forward, and helped Mrs. Jing slowly walk out of the room.

The bead curtain made of pearls of various colors sways gently from front to back, left and right, and tinkles.

The people who stayed behind looked at the blurred back through the gap, all thoughtful.

Zhang Jiang's eyes narrowed halfway, and after a while, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Chanting!

Could it be that the old lady wants to detain the new young lady who has passed through the door into the Buddhist hall and lead her to practice?

"Mother, what does this mean, old lady?" Mother Zhang stepped forward at this time and asked in a low voice.

glared at his daughter fiercely, Zhang Jiang was annoyed, he was so smart, how could he give birth to such an unreliable daughter.

Zhang's mother has a son and a daughter, and her son is the same age as Jing Jianglong, but two months younger.

And Yao's mother's son is also the same age as Jing Jianglong, but he is three months older than Jing Jianglong, so Yao's mother became Jing Jianglong's nurse, but Zhang's mother is nothing.

Zhang's mother also has a daughter, who is eleven this year, four years younger than Jingjianglong.

But just when she was looking for a personal Yahuan for Jing Jianglong, Mrs. Jing spoke, saying that Yahuan's age could not be three years older than Jing Jianglong, nor could she be younger than three years old.

So Zhang's mother's daughter was defeated.

Zhang Jiang blamed everything on his daughter.

Otherwise, just take the same, and the future life of the daughter's family will not have to worry about her every day.

"What does the old lady mean, can we people speculate at will?" Zhang Jiang didn't give his daughter a good look, and then glanced at his old opponent Yao Chen provocatively before raising his legs and leaving.

Zhang's mother snorted dissatisfiedly, and squeezed her eyes at Yao's mother in a strange way before chasing after her.

Although Zhang Jiang and Yao Chen fought back and forth, the two were promised by Mrs. Jing to the housekeeper in the same year, and gave birth to a child in the same year.

By the time there is a rift in the relationship between adults, the two are no longer sisters, but sisters.

So now, even if Zhang Jiang and Yao Chen are inseparable, the relationship between Yao's mother and Zhang's mother in private is also excellent.

Of course, the friendship between the two can last forever, also because Yao's mother is kind and gentle, and she can see it openly, and she never blushes with Zhang's mother.

Even if Zhang's mother is unreasonable and messing around, she is tolerant of everything.

Otherwise, no matter how good your relationship is, sooner or later you will turn your face into an enemy.

Yao Chen snorted coldly when he saw Zhang's mother's small movements, and then glared at his daughter reproachfully.

She thinks her daughter is good at everything, but her temperament is too soft.

Why should you let the daughter of your old rival bully?

Yao's mother just smiled.

Then the people in the house left one by one.

Only Yao's mother, Yuchai, and the treasure vase remained, as well as the two little maids on duty in Jingjiang Dragon Courtyard.

Yao's mother is Jing Jianglong's nurse, so Jing Jianglong's daily life and hospital affairs are all taken care of by her.

"Jade hairpin, treasure bottle, you two go back to the house to change into the clothes you wear on weekdays, and come to the room to take care of the little master."

Yao's mother opened her mouth to command.

"Yes." The jade hairpin and the vase are short, and they are short.

Because Jing Jianglong and Lin Ya and one of the two had a round house, the two daughters were dressed up at this time, and their dresses were bright.

Waiting for the jade hairpin and the treasure bottle to leave, Yao's mother and the other two little girls took care of the room.

In the evening, Jing Jianglong was forced to round the room, and then vomited blood and fainted, and it was late at night, a maid walked to the table, picked the wick, and the bedroom was a little brighter.

Yao's mother came to the bed, picked up Jing Jianglong's bare arm, put it into the brocade quilt, and inadvertently touched the old Buddha beads that the old lady foresaw put on Jing Jianglong's wrist beforehand, and couldn't help but move in her heart.

Jing Jianglong had already woken up, just pretending to be asleep.

Although he inherited the memories of the original body, the original child's temperament was restrained by Mrs. Jing, who did not let him worry about the affairs of the house, and was as simple as a blank sheet of paper, so the memories of the original body could not let Jing Jianglong really understand the Jing Mansion at all.

Even the original body's memories and impressions of certain people are deliberately pretended by others in front of them.

So Jiang Long can only pretend to be stupid for a few days and check the people around him.

He remembered the words of the people in the room before, and had a general intuitive impression of some people.

Among them, the most prominent and impressive is Zhang Jiang's.

This person is spicy and strong, Jiang Long doubts that the old lady of Jingfu, Weishenme, will endure it again and again.

Originally, Mrs. Jing meant not to inquire about the passage before and after the original body vomited blood and fell into a coma.

But Zhang Jiang's wanted to investigate, and Mrs. Jing did as she pleased.

After a while, the footsteps in his ears faded away, and it was not until the bead curtain rattled that he carefully opened a thin slit in his eyelids.

Inside the bedroom, everyone else went out.

He turned his head and was about to take a closer look at the antique bedroom that would belong to him in the future, but his nose twitched, and his eyebrows suddenly raised.

His eyes wandered quickly in the bedroom, and he instantly became sharp.

Eventually, his eyes settled on the windowsill.

On the windowsill are two flower pots, a delicate incense burner.

In a flower pot, there are different flowers, and the flowers actually grow on the stones, and the smell is fragrant.

In another pot there were bunches of green grass, and the long blades of grass were covered with silver frost-like beads, which were now shining brightly, illuminating the area of the windowsill very clearly.

The incense burner is lit with rich incense, and bursts of strange incense and the smell of flowers and plants are mixed together, and the smell of flowers and plants comes to the nose.

"Raw stone flowers, star lamp grass, spices containing hornstone vines."

Jiang Long's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes flashed coldly.

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Who is secretly doing it, not only not collecting books, but also not giving red tickets?