Chapter 42: Camouflage

Ning Xiang's movements were very subtle, and no one paid attention to what she had just done.

Now that she thinks about it, she almost cried to herself.

Qingyang Bo hasn't spoken yet, who dares to move chopsticks directly?

Jiang Yueyue also wondered, Ning Xiang is usually very clever, why did she be hungry for so long today, and she didn't see her picking up vegetables for herself?

Yoyo's eyes drifted over, and Ning Xiang shook her head slightly.

Jiang Yueyue frowned, and was about to speak, but Qingyang Bo finally wiped his hands meticulously and threw the slightly warm handkerchief to the servant girl on the side.

"Come, let's have a drink together."

The charcoal in the room was so hot that even everyone's faces were red, Qingyang Bo had deep internal skills, a little hotter than Jiang Zhizhou, and his face was full of red light at this moment, and he looked kind.

Jiang Yueyue presented a glass of pink and sweet fruit wine in front of her.

Madame Jiang put on a gentle face, smiled delicately and raised her glass. Jiang Zhizhou also turned to Qingyang Bo with an afterthought.

Jiang Yueyue tilted her head, and at the signal of Mrs. Jiang, she also raised her cup.

It's no wonder that she can't react, she has never been able to accompany Jiang Zhizhou to drink, so naturally she doesn't understand this.

"Thank you for taking care of my daughter." Everyone drank a cup of wine, and Qingyangbo said such a sentence to Jiang Zhizhou.

Jiang Zhizhou was shocked: "My father-in-law has tormented my son-in-law." ”

It's especially insufficient, the chair is wrong to go back, and the robe is about to kneel.

Qingyang Bo smiled slightly, and helped Jiang Zhizhou before kneeling, without a trace of sincerity.

Jiang Zhizhou realized that the old man was dissatisfied with his indifference in the past few days. also blamed him for not knowing the height of the sky, because he had to give him eye medicine when he was hungry.

Jiang Yueyue couldn't see through the sophistication of the people here, so she rashly interjected: "My grandfather still loves my father, and I can't bear to kneel my father." ”

Ning Xiang looked up in shock, and sure enough, Qingyang Bo's face was even more ugly.

Jiang Yueyue continued ignorantly: "The eldest uncle always makes my grandfather angry, and my grandfather still hurts my father more." ”

Ning Xiang just wanted to rush over and cover Jiang Yueyue's mouth at the moment. I don't know what to say and what not to say, so I dare to interject rashly.

Mrs. Jiang also looked at her coldly, looking like she was looking at a stranger at the moment.

It seemed that the atmosphere around her was too weird, and Jiang Yueyue realized that something was wrong, but no matter how she thought about it, she felt that she had not said the wrong thing, so she could only put away her smile and pretend to be ignorant with a cheeky face.

Suddenly, Jiang Yueyue remembered that Ning Xiang had said to herself, Xiao Qian likes innocence, so would Uncle Qingyang be the same? After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Yueyue decided to take a gamble.

I have to say that she is actually very good at disguising herself, folding her hands so quietly and lying there, like a child sleepy in the middle of the night. It was as if those words had never been spoken.

When Uncle Qingyang saw her like this, he realized that he wanted to be angry with a child.

Seeing that Qingyangbo's expression was relieved, Mrs. Jiang's heart was relieved. She held the wine glass, with tears in her eyes, and looked at Qingyang Uncle affectionately.

"Father, my daughter has been pitied by you since she was a child, and she has been taken care of by you since she got married, and I am grateful in my heart, and I don't know how to say it to you. I'd like to toast you. ”

Seeing that even if his daughter already has her own husband and children, she is still like when she was a child, looking at him is like looking at the sky and looking at her own patron saint, Qingyang Bo ironed a little in his heart.

"You're not like that obstacle." Qingyang Bo thought about Su Changyao, who was still kneeling in the ancestral hall, and he didn't know if he was dead, so he was upset for a while, "That evil animal should be half obedient and well-behaved to you, and you will be satisfied with being a father." ”

The father and daughter drank a glass of wine together, even if they revealed Jiang Zhizhou's affairs.

Then a person came forward behind Qingyang Bo, who was Mrs. Jiang's biological mother, the only concubine in Qingyang Bo's mansion, Li, who came to Qingyang Bo and said: "Changyao's child is a little stubborn, but the punishment of kneeling for many days is enough, today is the reunion, the master will let people go." ”

"What are you doing to intercede for him? You see, since he lost his mother, you have been working hard, and he still doesn't want to see you. ”

As if in response to Uncle Qingyang's words, Mrs. Jiang also silently wept, wiping the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief intentionally or unintentionally.

Li had no choice but to sigh slightly and step aside.

Ning Xiang was amazed by the acting skills of the two mothers and daughters on the side.

If you don't mention it early or late, you should pour a basin of cold water on it when Qingyang's admiration is the heaviest. And the splash is splashed, but it persuades people, and half of the persuasion, Su Changyao should still be closed. Mrs. Jiang was also very cooperative when she cried just now, no, Qingyang Bo felt sorry for his daughter, so he asked people to clip more fresh dishes to Mrs. Jiang.

Speaking of which, the Li family is really a good method. The only one who is in charge of the house is the wife of the main room, even if the wife dies, according to the rules, the concubine cannot be raised as the main wife, and even if Qingyang Bo wants to marry another wife back, if the family is not too high, the delicate girl of thirteen or fourteen years old can marry.

This world is so unfair to women, and the Li family can still eat in front of Uncle Qingyang, so that the old uncle can live in such a concubine as her, which is really a good means.

At this moment, Ning Xiang gradually understood the pattern and vision of this group of women, but she was afraid that this pool of muddy water was much deeper than she thought, and she didn't blame Jiang Yueyue for being exposed to it in her previous life, and she turned her around.

Maybe it was because she saw Li's wrist, Ning Xiang's heart was even more panicked, speaking of which, if she had been focusing on a little girl like Jiang Yueyue, she was afraid that she would not get any promotion, but if anyone was willing to help Jiang Yueyue, she would lose completely.

So where does she start?

Everyone ate Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with Hemeimei, and Jiang Yueyue got a lot of money, but because of sleepiness, she didn't stay up until dawn and got up and went back to sleep.

And although Ning Xiang followed back to the yard together, she couldn't sleep.

Tossing and turning, thinking about it, she felt that she was living too comfortably now, and she was quite at ease with what she encountered, rather than this, it was better to mix the water again, and she would have her own means in the future, and she would not be oppressed for no reason.

Ning Xiang thought about it and understood that he wanted to dominate others, and he had to find seven inches to fight snakes. Qingyang Bo Na didn't dare to go, the old uncle himself was a master of the house, she couldn't go to death with a brain fever, right?

So she decided to start with Jiang Zhizhou, maybe she could dig up something that others didn't know, and hold the evidence, she would be more suitable to act in the future, and there would be no too many ways to retreat.

Having made up her mind and having an idea in her heart, Ning Xiang quietly left the side room, probed, and found that Jiang Yueyue was indeed asleep, so she flew off the wall and quietly went to the front yard.

Who knew that before she ran to Jiang Zhizhou, she heard the movement of squirming beside a rockery passing by.

"Didn't you say you couldn't see me? Why did you wait the other way around? A calm male voice rang out.

"Where am I willing to do it, it's very cold this night, how can you be good if you freeze?"