Jiang Liugang glanced at the man standing at the door of Meng's house wearing a bag and looking at people with the corner of his eyes, and the white-faced nerd like bean sprouts on his body, and the curtain in front of him was closed by Zhao Qingling, "Girl, don't look at it, so as not to be dirty by pickled things!" ”

Jiang Liu let out an "oh", obediently shrank to his seat, and turned his eyes to see the young lady bowing her head and twisting a small handkerchief, only then did she realize that the ten-year-old nerd behind Meng Xunzhen might be Meng Tingwan.

Meng Tingwan's aunt is Meng's second aunt who went to Liujiazhuang yesterday. Because Meng Tingwan often went to Wang's house to play, he studied with Jiang Muyan, who often lived in his grandfather's house, and the two had similar interests, and were often joked about by Jiang, Wang, and Meng's families when chatting to make a couple.

There are too many jokes like this, and some people will take them seriously. Jiang Liu reached out and held the little hand of the young lady pulling the handkerchief, and he didn't know what to say.

Meng Xunzhen, who was outside the car, saw the curtains of the Jiang family's car closed, snorted and stared at the black boy beside Jiang Er, and sneered, "Jiang Er, your son was dug out of the charcoal pit, right?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ling glanced up and made a note of the second face that was underbeaten.

Although Meng Laosan is not a thing, he is really right! Jiang Saburo agreed in his heart, shouting in his mouth, "Second uncle, he said bad things about my brother Ling, you don't beat him?!" ”

Meng Xunzhen rolled up his sleeves, "Yes, Ye just said, Jiang Er has a kind of you coming over, if you don't beat you into the same color as your son, Ye will not be over today!" ”

Jiang Huai hurriedly grabbed the second brother, "Second brother, don't be like him, let's go home!" ”

To Jiang Huai's surprise, Jiang Erye not only did not jump like thunder, but laughed, he now has Jiang Bao, how can he teach people to go into battle in person. Although he smiled beautifully, it still made Jiang Huai have a bad intuition, and he hurriedly took a half step back.

Meng Xunzhen saw that Jiang Er was not angry but laughed, and sneered again, "Why, I got a black ......"

"Smack!" Before Meng Xun could speak, a golden persimmon suddenly fell on his head! Meng Xunzhen was frightened and raised his hand, "Ahh

"Ahaha-" Meng Saburo clapped his hands and laughed, "You have on your head!" ”

"Ah-Jiang Er, the master is going to kill you!"

Second Master Jiang laughed, "There's a kind of you coming here!" ”

Shuqiu opened the curtain a little bit curiously, Jiang Liuye also looked over, and just saw Meng Tingwan taking a wrong half step backwards, and the uncrowned Meng Xun in front of him was holding a head of yellow persimmon juice, which was really disgusting like.

"Go home!" Jiang Erye laughed enough before he hit the horse back to Jiang's mansion.

When Meng Er and Jiang San met in front of the mansion, someone had already gone in to report it. Meng Xunyi, the boss of the Meng family, rushed to see the third brother's embarrassed appearance, and hurriedly ordered someone to pull him in and close the door of the mansion.

Jiang Song also got the letter, but before he arrived at the gate of the mansion, he saw the unscathed second brother walking in from outside with a group of people, the most eye-catching of which was the black boy who followed behind the second brother.

When Second Master Jiang saw his eldest brother coming out, he immediately called Jiang Ling, "Go, I've seen your uncle." ”

is different from the third uncle, this is the uncle of the Jiang family. Jiang Ling took two steps forward and knelt down on his knees and saluted, "Jiang Ling greets uncle." ”

To Jiang Sanlang's disappointment, his father was not only not surprised at all when he saw Jiang Ling's dark appearance, but also pulled him up very affectionately, "It's already so tall, okay, okay!" ”

Jiang Song patted Jiang Ling's shoulder, and then looked at Jiang Liu, "Liu'er is fine, it's really a double happiness." ”

Jiang Ling, who was ordered, called with a smile, "Uncle-father." ”

"Good, good!" Jiang Song happily led everyone to the backyard where his mother lived.

was held by Zhao Qingling, and Jiang Liu took the opportunity to look around. At this time, during the Double Ninth Festival, when the city was full of golden armor, the Jiang family also put a few pots of chrysanthemums in the corridor or in the small garden, but these chrysanthemums were not as lush as the ones Jiang left on the street, and they did not seem to be precious varieties.

From the front yard to the back yard, although the courtyard was clean, she saw only a few small servants, and they all looked as if they had been beaten by frost. Due to the lack of popularity, the huge courtyard is even more desolate and solemn in autumn.

Jiang Liu heard Shuqiu say that before the Jiang family's accident, there were two servants and eight maids who served her, but now most of them have gone, leaving only the nurse, Shuqiu and a rough maid Begonia. The decline of the Jiang family can be seen from this.

When he arrived in the main hall of the backyard, Jiang Liucai felt popular - except for Jiang Siyao, the eldest man who was studying in Guozijian, the Jiang family had gathered.

The multiple is eye-catching, of course, Jiang Feng's son Jiang Ling.

After everyone saluted and sat down, Mrs. Jiang took Jiang Ling's hand, how happy she was smiling on her face, how bitter she was in her heart.

He is the son of a border city guard, and his whole family was brutally killed by the cool officials of Suzhou, leaving only such a hard-working child; Her husband was also framed and died tragically because of the Suzhou ink corruption case, leaving her to support the whole family.

The bitterness and tears are indescribable.

When the second son, who had always been messing around, came home and said that he wanted to take Jiang Ling into the Jiang family to protect him, Mrs. Jiang did not vehemently object. Because the Jiang family has reached a desperate point, saving Zhongliang may be a turning point for the Jiang family, so this risk is worth taking.

Now holding his rough little hand, looking at his weather-covered little face full of calmness that does not match her age, Old Madam Jiang feels that she has taken the right step this time.

This child, at least, will not become a burden to the Jiang family!

If this is really Feng'er's son, how good it would be. Mrs. Jiang put a piece of high-quality jade pendant on Jiang Ling's waist for Jiang Ling, and said pityingly, "It's good to come back, let's stay at home in the future and never go anywhere." ”

"Thank you, grandmother." Jiang Ling bowed and thanked him, and then turned around to greet his aunt and third aunt.

The eldest lady Chen and the third lady Yan saw the bamboo newspaper jade pendant on Jiang Ling's waist, and their pupils shrank at the same time, this is a good thing left by the grandfather, but I didn't expect my mother-in-law to give the second family this black boy!

Mother-in-law is so generous, they can't be stingy, Chen Shi smiled, "Ling'er is going to study at the academy in a few days, and your uncle and I have prepared the four treasures of the study room for you." If you lack anything in the future, come to your aunt and get it. ”

The sister-in-law said the cheap words, and Yan said, "It's getting colder this day, and the third aunt has prepared thick fabrics to make two clothes for you to wear to the academy." ”

Jiang Huai and his family were in charge of the Jiang family's cloth village, and when they took the cloth back to the house, it was the public account, and the Chen family, who had come out of the four treasures of the study, felt uncomfortable.

Of course, Jiang Ling didn't know what they were thinking, and after thanking him respectfully, he retreated behind his father and stood with his sister.

Jiang Muyan saw that the Jiang family really liked Jiang Ling more, and her sister smiled at Jiang Ling heartlessly, and she felt very uncomfortable.

After Mrs. Jiang recognized the "grandson", her eyes fell on the smirking sixth granddaughter, frowning slightly.

How can this child feel so different from before?