The real Jiang family is not a mansion at all, but a mountain range, standing between the green mountains and surrounded by clouds and mist.

It's like entering a paradise.

It's just Tao Yuanming's paradise, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, without fighting, peaceful and quiet.

Although the Jiang family is far away from the population, the battle here is no less than the bloody storm outside, today I calculate you, and who will be counted tomorrow, it is really impossible to stop for a moment.

Fang Xinyue suddenly became nervous, she had already thought that the Jiang family would be very luxurious, but with her worldview, at most, she could only think of that villa that was extremely luxurious, or simply a small palace.

She never thought that she would see such a scene, she knew the story of Grandma Liu's entry into the Grand View Garden, so she didn't dare to look anywhere.

For fear that if one doesn't pay attention, he will embarrass Jiang Taiping.

The car shuttled through the mountains, passing by many courtyards and villas, and they all stood at the railings and watched them pass.

Then whispered a few words.

Looking at it like this, everyone knows that it is the little young master hand-picked by the old man, Jiang Taiping is back.

Jiang Taiping looked at the scenes outside the car window, and he was also a little embarrassed, speaking of which, he hadn't been home for many years.

The car was driving normally.

A figure suddenly appeared on the way and intercepted them.

Jiang Taiping looked at it, it was a middle-aged man, one-armed, so he asked the driver to pull over and let everyone not get out of the car.

Including Jiang Taiping himself, he didn't get out of the car, but just lowered the window, poked out half of his head, and said with a smile: "Third uncle, I haven't seen you for many years, how can you become a one-armed old man." ”

This person is the third child of the Jiang family, Jiang Beihai's biological father, Jiang Feng.

Jiang Taiping's words, but every word pierces the heart, one-armed, old man, you must know that Jiang Taiping's father, Jiang Zhan, is the second oldest in the family.

can let the two stand together, no matter who looks at it, they don't think they are the same generation, the third child is too old.

What's more, why did you become a one-armed old man, isn't it clear to your family? It's not because of Jiang Zhan.

"It's so unruly, when I saw your third uncle, I dared not get out of the car!" Jiang Feng snorted coldly, invisibly releasing a wave of qi.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind.

It's really a big temper, Jiang Taiping had to retract his head, and waited for this gust of wind to pass before he probed and said: "In terms of seniority, I really want to give you a salute when you get out of the car, but if it is about the rules, you are just the sister-in-law of the Jiang family, and I am the young master of the Jiang family, so it's not too much for you to kneel for me." ”

Jiang Feng's two eyebrows were instantly squeezed together, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are so majestic, I just don't know when you, the young master, can do it." ”

Jiang Taiping smiled, "At least for now." ”

With that, he closed the window and waved to the driver.

Jiang Feng was still in the middle of the road, but when the car came to him, his figure suddenly changed and disappeared in place.

Standing in a gazebo on the mountainside, watching Jiang Taiping pass, his empty sleeves flying in the wind, his brows tightly locked, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the car.

"Your family won't all be cultivators, will they?" Fang Xinyue asked, in fact, this question is very silly to ask, the Jiang family, as a top family, is of course a cultivation family.

But.

"It's almost, in addition to some who come in or marry in, there are also some who don't want to cultivate." Jiang Taiping replied.

Fang Xinyue was a little relieved when she heard him say this, if she was the only one who couldn't cultivate, it would be embarrassing.

"But our family, all of them are cultivators, and they are all geniuses, including my aunts." Kang Tae-pyeong continued.

Fang Xinyue's pupils dilated instantly, "I'm cultivating now......

"It's too late." Jiang Taiping replied.

Fang Xinyue immediately lowered her head, like a ball that had lost her breath, and she had no spirit at all.

Jiang Taiping took her into his arms and comforted: "Don't worry, they are all very good." ”

"There are good people in your house, and the sun will come out in the west." Bai Weiyang muttered.

"Fingertip Thunder."

"Ahh

The car drove through the peaks, and gradually became remote again, but as soon as I turned a corner, I saw an ancient courtyard at the foot of the mountain ahead.

There is also a monument in front of the door, which is engraved: idlers are not allowed to enter.

And this building, the name is Xiange, it is Jiang Taiping, no, it is Jiang Zhan's home.

Although elegant, it is large in scale, and in addition to the main building, there are four smaller crescent lofts around it.

Surrounded by green water, the corridor pavilions surround a circle, go straight to the back of the mountain and go, I don't know how much to go.

There was a group of beautiful women standing at the gate, and when they saw the car coming, they greeted it before it stopped.

In an instant, the car was surrounded by water, and I couldn't wait to pull the car door.

"It's really little Taiping, they've grown so big."

"It's exactly the same as my sister."

"Come down, where is your daughter-in-law, did you bring it?"

Although they haven't seen each other for many years, their faces are still the same, and Jiang Taiping's face, at a glance, knows that it is the son of Nangong Chihiro.

There will be no mistake.

Jiang Taiping got out of the car, signed Xin Yue with his hand, and introduced: "This is the eldest aunt, this is the second aunt, and the third aunt...... Eighth aunt. ”

It's all here, as for whether it's really here, then you have to ask his father, maybe one day he will add a ninth aunt.

"This is Fang Xinyue." Jiang Taiping introduced Fang Xinyue, which was very simple and direct, and only reported one name, and said nothing else.

As for the others, Jiang Taiping didn't introduce them.

Fang Xinyue was very reserved, nodded to them one after another, said hello, grabbed Jiang Taiping's hand, and sweated.

"That's good, how old is the girl?"

"It's so beautiful, and Xiao Taiping's vision is still so good."

"No, I don't see whose son it is."

The aunts looked up and down around Fang Xinyue, making her even more nervous, and she didn't even know what to say.

That's when it happened.

"Son, you're back!" A voice came from behind the crowd.

The aunts immediately got out of the way, and Nangong Qianxun hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Jiang Taiping in her arms, "I miss my mother." ”

Jiang Taiping's face was slightly red, and he whispered: "Mom, my friend is watching." ”

"Look what's wrong, my son, I can't hold it yet." Nangong Chihiro didn't care, and hugged Jiang Taiping tighter.

It took a while before he let go.

Her gaze swept from the crowd in turn, and when she looked at Fang Xinyue and Liu Shanshan, her expression did not change in the slightest.

Seeing Zhang Babai, there was a hint of appreciation, but when he saw Bai Weiyang, he paused slightly, "Who is this?" ”

"Bai Weiyang, a woman who claims to be Jiang Beihai, I tied it up." Jiang Taiping said casually, and did not say her star status.

Because that identity is too insignificant here.

Nangong Qianxun smiled, "It's worthy of being my son." ”

Did Bai Weiyang have a serious look, a trace of hostility did not dare to show it, and was stared at by Nangong Qianxun for a while.

She seemed to have passed a hundred years, and it wasn't until Nangong Qianxun turned around that she felt a little better.

Nangong Qianxun took Jiang Taiping with one hand and Fang Xinyue with the other, "Don't stand outside, go in and talk, your mother will personally show you a few hands today." ”

Jiang Taiping's face changed, and he turned his head to look at his aunt, "How is it?" ”

The aunt didn't speak, just made a gesture, a big kind of meaning.

Jiang Taiping's brows darkened suddenly, although the dishes made by his mother were delicious, no matter how much he cooked, he had to finish them.

But fortunately, there are eight hundred Zhang, and he can top five of them.

The pressure suddenly eased a lot.

First, I went to the main building in the middle, and entered the door through the screen, and there were ornamental objects on both sides, all of which were books, calligraphy and paintings, or porcelain statues.

Walking straight forward, through a round hole door, you will come to the main living room, which is extremely large, can accommodate more than 30 people, and does not seem crowded at all.

Nangong Qianxun pulled Jiang Taiping and Fang Xinyue to sit in the middle, one on the left and right, and the rest sat casually.

"Mom, this is a gift from Xin Yue for you, very thoughtful." Jiang Taiping immediately got up, took Feng Mingqin over, and hurriedly gave Fang Xinyue a look.

Fang Xinyue immediately said: "Auntie, a little heart, I hope you can like it." ”

She was sitting next to Nangong Chihiro, she was too nervous, but it was slightly better than those who knew what kind of character Nangong Chihiro was.

Nangong Chihiro just glanced at it slightly, and said lightly, "Good piano." ”

waved his hand and asked his subordinates to accept it.