At that moment, looking at his smiling daughter, Jiang Ancheng burst into tears.

His daughter has grown up and is able to accomplish what she wants to do on her own.

As a father, he was both ashamed and relieved.

It is more gratifying than ashamed, it is always more important for people to rely on themselves in this world than to rely on others, even if that other person is a father, a brother, or a husband.

"Xiaoyu, you can accompany your uncle." Zhen Shicheng said.

Yu Jin, who was wearing regular clothes, hugged Zhen Shicheng and came to Jiang Ancheng's side: "Uncle, let's go." ”

Jiang Ancheng looked at the young man in Yushu Linfeng, and then looked at the slim little daughter, and sighed in his heart while being happy.

Xiao Yu and Xiang'er are still quite a good match, go back and test what you mean, if you are willing, ask Brother Zhen to be a witness, it is much more reliable than if you want to marry a high-ranking family.

As for the daughter's bet with the old lady?

Hehe, anyway, the government has already sentenced Yi'er and Zhu Ziyu to reconcile and separate, of course it is a repentance!

Jiang Ancheng made a silent decision for his daughter without any psychological burden.

Seeing that the crowd dispersed like a tide, and the public hall became deserted, Zhen Shicheng walked to one place with his hands in his hands.

Zhen Heng stood there, looking lonely because there were fewer people watching the excitement.

Seeing his father coming to him, Zhen Heng smiled: "Father." ”

Zhen Shicheng's tone was meaningful: "How, scared?" ”

Zhen Heng couldn't help but look in the direction of Jiang Yi's departure, with a clean smile on his face, and his voice was cleaner than a smile: "Your son is not scared. ”

He liked that girl, not because she was a beautiful girl who didn't smile toothlessly. From the very beginning, when he met by chance in the mountains and forests, he accepted her difference.

And just now, he saw another side of her radiant again.

When a person becomes more unique in his heart, it should be a deeper joy.

He thought, he was in love with her.

I want to have breakfast with her, hug and sleep together, and spend this life happily together.

If this person is replaced by someone else, he will feel sorry.

Looking at his son's appearance, Zhen Shicheng suddenly felt a pain in his brain.

called his son to watch, originally to let him realize that Miss Jiang is not a well-behaved lady, and his son, who is good at reading, likes poetry, and is accompanied by piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, is not a person all the way, so that this kid will die early.

But looking at the appearance of this stupid boy, it seems to have fallen deeper......

It's over, it seems that he is running on the way to pit his son and not looking back, and he can't let his wife know!

Shuntianfu became more and more deserted, but there was a huge crowd outside the gate of Zhu's house, which frightened the gatekeeper and hurriedly reported to Mrs. Zhu.

Mrs. Zhu was in the flower hall in the front yard.

Dongping Bofu suddenly sued the government to be righteous, and the lord and his son all went to the yamen, what happened?

When the doorman came in to report, Mrs. Zhu had already walked out of the flower hall, and her mind was not standing on the stone steps.

"Husband, madam, there are so many people!"

"What about the lord and son?"

"I didn't see the master and the son, there were too many people."

"Madam-" The steward who accompanied Zhu Shaoqing and his son to Shuntian Mansion hurriedly ran in.

Seeing the steward's miserable face as white as a ghost, Mrs. Zhu's heart sank, and she hurriedly asked, "How is it?" ”

The steward fell to the ground and cried bitterly: "Madam, lose, lose......"

Mrs. Zhu staggered back and hurriedly reached out to hold the pillar.

Another subordinate hurriedly ran over: "Madam, Dong Pingbo said at the door that he wanted to take away the eldest girl." ”

Mrs. Zhu's face changed several times, and she strode out.

Jiang Ancheng didn't enter the gate of Zhu's house, so he stood by the stone lion outside the door and waited.

Mrs. Zhu was accompanied by the maid and the maid to cross the high threshold, and when she looked at the dark crowd outside the door, she was dizzy for a while.

After relieving herself, Mrs. Zhu forced a smile and said, "Since Uncle is here, why don't you go in and say?" ”

Jiang Ancheng pulled the corners of his mouth with a calm face: "The Yin of Shuntian Mansion has already sentenced the two families of Zhu Jiang to reconcile, and I will not enter the gate of Zhu Mansion, and I came to pick up my granddaughter Yanyan this time." ”

"It can't be!" Mrs. Zhu was stunned when she heard this, and subconsciously looked for Zhu Shaoqing's father and son, but only received countless disdainful glances.

These gazes were like knives scurrying over Mrs. Zhu's body.

"I'm still a scholar, and I actually raised this kind of son!"

"That's right, in order to be married to another woman, he murdered his wife, and if he couldn't kill him, he wanted to take the initiative to cuckold his wife so that he could divorce his wife, how could there be such a person in the world......"

Mrs. Zhu felt as if these words were floating from the sky, through the clouds.

"What are they talking about?"

The steward leaned into Mrs. Zhu's ear and said, "Madam, the government sentenced the eldest girl to the eldest grandmother to raise ......."

Mrs. Zhu's eyes were straight, and she didn't seem to understand what the steward said.

"Mrs. Zhu, don't faint." The girl's soft voice came, like a basin of ice water splashed on her head.

Mrs. Zhu struggled to prop up her eyelids, and what greeted her was a cold and pretty face.

"Fourth Miss Jiang." Mrs. Zhu came to her senses and stared at Jiang vigilantly.

Jiang seemed to take a step forward and smiled softly and harmlessly: "Look, I said I would come to pick up Yan Yan." ”

"You, you—" Mrs. Zhu pointed at Jiang Yi, unable to say a word, only feeling that this excessively beautiful face was even more terrifying than a demon.

Jiang seemed to have a cold face, and said to the steward of the Zhu Mansion: "Go and take your eldest girl out!" ”

The steward of the Zhu Mansion subconsciously turned around and walked towards the mansion, took two steps and reacted suddenly: No, why did he listen to the orders of the surname Jiang?

The steward of the Zhu Mansion looked at Mrs. Zhu hesitantly.

Mrs. Zhu's expression was numb and she did not react.

Yu Jin, who was standing aside with a few servants, said lightly: "Zhu Ziyu and the daughter of the Jiang family, Yan Yan, have been sentenced to be raised by the woman, if your mansion refuses to carry it out, then I will go in directly and take people." ”

An old voice came: "Take the big girl out." ”

Mrs. Zhu's face changed suddenly, and she almost pounced: "Master, why are you like this?" ”

Zhu Shaoqing was dressed decently when he left the house, but at this moment, he couldn't distinguish the original color of his clothes, which were full of yellow, yellow, green and green unknown objects, and even his hair was dripping with soup, which was frozen in this cold day.

Zhu Shaoqing raised his eyes and looked at the thick and dazzling plaque at the gate of Zhu's mansion, and muttered: "The son is not the fault of the father, and the sins I have created have to be repaid!" ”

Jiang seemed to hug Yan Yan and walked out.

"Auntie, why didn't my mother come?"

"Your mother is making Yanyan's favorite snacks."

"Really? Can Yan Yan bring it back to her grandfather, grandmother, and father? ”

Jiang seemed to pause, glanced at Zhu Shaoqing and Mrs. Zhu, but blocked the direction where Zhu Ziyu was.

"Yes." Jiang seemed to hug Yan Yan tighter, "Yan Yan can discuss with your mother and ask your mother to do more." ”

In the young daughter's heart, her father is the most reliable mountain, and whether to overthrow the mountain in Yan Yan's heart should not be decided by her.

"I'll hug it, it's a heavy child." Yu Jin stretched out his hand.

"Yan Yan will recognize her."

Yu Jin smiled at the little girl: "Yan Yan, do you want to be hugged by your uncle?" ”

Yan Yan tilted her head to look at the young man with dark eyes, and stretched out her hand: "Brother, hug." ”