The uncle of the owner looked at Jiang Wanmu with an indifferent smile on his face, and quickly looked at the stool she was sitting on, and a gloomy look quickly flashed between his eyebrows. The moment he turned his head to Jiang Wanmu, a bright smile still appeared on his face, and he asked Jiang Wanmu with a smile: "Little lazy, was Mrs. Chu's store in Dongcheng good on the day it opened?" ”

Jiang Wanmu smiled and nodded happily and said, "It's good to open the door, the store has prepared samples of various colors of clothes in advance, and let the ladies and ladies snap them up on the first day, and I heard that they have also received a lot of orders." The uncle looked at her happy smile, his eyes brightened slightly, and said with a smile: "Then you can do your own things with peace of mind." ”

Jiang Wanmu had already agreed with Chu Yang's that she would only help with some preparations before the store opened, and she would not bother with the things after the store opened. Chu Yang's family had already understood her intentions when Jiang Wanmu transferred the identity deed of Woman Lin to her. The uncle of the proprietor smiled again at this time, and said jokingly: "Then is the business of your own store good?" "The 'small family' cloth shop has four capable people at once, and it is impossible to say that the business has not been affected.

Jiang Wanmu nodded with a smile and said, "It's okay." When the three embroidery girls left, they introduced a few more skilled people to the store. After a while, the business in the store can return to its former state. The uncle of the owner looked at Jiang Wanmu deeply, and she couldn't help but look her clothes up and down.

Jiang Wanmu was about to ask, when she heard a long sigh from the uncle of the owner, and said, "Lord Chu was wise when he was young, and he was a rare virtuous person when he married a wife. A good husband and a good wife, everything is prosperous. Jiang Wanmu smiled slightly when she heard this, and said with a smile: "I was as discerning as a child, thanks to the care of my brother and sister-in-law over the years. My brother-in-law did something against his will for me, and my sister-in-law is a rare good woman, and she spent a lot of thought for me. Their husband and wife and uncle are people I dare to believe. ”

The uncle of the owner saw the pleasant smile on Jiang Wanmu's face. I saw her turn her head to look at the crowd downstairs. He followed and looked out the window, and the scene of people coming and going was always the same, but the people walking in it were different. Jiang Wanmu turned her head and said to the uncle of the owner with an indifferent smile: "Uncle, look at the people below." Listening to their laughter, I feel that the years are so quiet, and there can be no more hope. The uncle of the owner looked at Jiang Wanmu and smiled as if she was a person who had gone through thousands of mountains and rivers, and there was exhaustion in her eyes that could not be hidden, and she looked at the prosperity in front of her as if it were nothing.

The uncle of the owner looked into her eyes, and his hand secretly clenched, thinking about Jiang Feiyang and Jiang Lazy, brother and sister. If those two were taken away from Jiang Wanmu's side. With the cleverness of their brother and sister, and being able to live well in their biological father's mansion, the woman in front of her is afraid that she has nothing to expect and worry about in this world. He remembered the words of his old friend for a moment: "The senior monk said that your little friend has Buddha roots, and the Buddhist scriptures of Guangming Temple, if she comes to copy them, she will definitely be able to copy the true meaning of this." Imagine that her words henceforth are no longer cheesy. I'm a little reluctant. ”

There is a bookstore that can receive the job of copying Buddhist scriptures sent by Guangming Temple every year, and the uncle of the owner never mentions it in front of Jiang Wanmu. Jiang Wanmu's temperament was originally indifferent, and the Jiang family treated her like this back then. When she mentioned the Jiang family by chance, she never had any resentment, only an indifferent look like a passerby. Even the palace did not treat her well, and when she heard the news of Lian Wangfu and Lian Hao, she was as indifferent as a breeze. Only her own two children made her worry about her stomach.

The uncle of the owner secretly decided that no matter what, he would help Lian Hao this time, and the woman in front of him deserved to be treated wholeheartedly. He smiled slightly and said to Jiang Wanmu, "Yes, I listen to you." I think you're older than your uncle. You, you are still young, and you will definitely have a good life in the future, and live a good life with someone. Jiang Wanmu smiled slightly when she heard this, and the uncle of the owner was talking to her in a dream.

It was rainy in autumn in the capital, and Jiang Wanmu looked out the window in a blink of an eye. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to look outside, smiled lightly and said, "Sure enough, it is raining thinner than the tip of a needle, uncle, invite me to dinner today." After a while, I will write some more words, tomorrow will be stormy, I will not rush to the bookstore, there is no need to step on the uncle's place. The uncle of the proprietor stretched out his hand and patted her, and said with a smile: "Your aunt remembers you, I heard yesterday that you are coming today, and she has been clamoring to cook some good dishes for you to make up." ”

Jiang Wanmu stood up with a smile, her eyes swept to the stack of books under the curtain cloth, she lifted the curtain cloth curiously, looked at the book sideways, and said with a smile: "Uncle, no wonder the bookstore business has always thought that it is so good, and the uncle is even interested in finding the books on the march and reading them carefully." The uncle of the owner looked at the stack of books, he looked at Jiang Wanmu's expression, and said with a faint smile: "It's a book that others are interested in." ”

Jiang Wanmu didn't care too much about standing up, she said in a deep voice: "Oh, but I want to take a look at this travelogue, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, I only followed Dr. Shang's family for a short distance, the scenery along the way is really good, and the fish by the river along the way are so delicious that they are unforgettable." When the uncle heard this, he waved his hand and said, "Well, go down and get the book yourself." Jiang Wanmu ran downstairs, but there was a look of relief in the eyes of the uncle.

The food of the aunt of the owner has always been appreciated by Jiang Wanmu, and after the meal, the three of them drank a glass of warm white water. The aunt of the owner pulled Jiang Wanmu, who was about to walk away, and laughed at the gossip she heard. And the uncle of the owner had already dodged to the window, and his wife and Jiang Wanmu chatted about the short gossip in the family. When Jiang Wanmu was not paying attention to the aunt of the owner's family, she looked at the uncle of the owner who was sitting leisurely at the window like a helper, only to see him signaling her to continue to be patient.

Jiang Wanmu sighed secretly, she was really not interested in what the aunt of the owner said about other people's wives and concubines. The aunt of the owner glanced at Jiang Wanmu, shook her head and said, "Little lazy, you still have to listen to these things." When you get married in the future, you will inevitably encounter the same thing, and the uncle of the owner has always told me that you must not be so soft-hearted that your concubine will override your head. Jiang Wanmu turned her head to look at the uncle's expression, looked at his lips with a slight smile, turned her head to the hard-mouthed aunt of the owner, and said, "Yes." ”

The aunt of the proprietor followed her eyes, thought about it, and laughed and said, "Yes, it's not interesting for me to talk to you about these gossips." I'll get down to business with you. Hearing this, Uncle Dong and Jiang Wanmu looked at her intently at the same time. Jiang Wanmu looked at the aunt of the owner in surprise, over the years, she had never heard the aunt of the owner discuss business with her. For general business, she let the uncle of the owner say it on her behalf. The aunt of the owner looked at the looks of the two people in front of her, and said a little unhappily: "I always talk to you about business, and the two of you have never been in the heart." ”

Jiang Wanmu lowered her head with a smile, and let the couple joke. She listened to the uncle of the proprietor defend herself: "What Madame says, I always listen to it as a matter of course. Sure enough, the aunt of the owner turned her anger into joy, and said with a smile in her voice: "Forget it, I won't let the two of you go around." After the monarch Zhun Jiang An and the lord kept filial piety, the petition of the foreign transfer has been rumored, saying that he was sent to the northwest high city. Looking at the Jiang family's face, there will still be scenery for a few days, but after the Jiang people are old, this scenery has also come to an end. ”

The people in the capital are all watching the Jiang family's decline. After the eldest grandson Jiang Wenlun was disabled, Mrs. Jiang died of illness, and among the family's filial piety, there was the most promising Jiang Wenqi who accidentally used food poisoning, and I heard that after the rescue came back, he injured his spleen, and he couldn't do too tiring things from now on. As soon as the doctor's words came out, the people in the capital were in an uproar, everyone talked about the decline of the Jiang family, and no one cared about the Jiang family's wife, who was rumored to cultivate blessings and accumulate virtue for his children and grandchildren at this time, and was willing to enter the Buddhism with his body.

Jiang Wanmu hadn't heard about the Jiang family for some days, and after she heard that Jiang Wenqi was injured, she had a faint regret in her heart, he was finally lost in the hands of his mother-in-law, Muxiu and Lin, the wind destroyed it, and the Jiang family couldn't allow him to come out. The aunt of the owner family was still sighing and said: "Mr. Jiang heard that Shangshu is too old and in poor health, and he wants to accompany his children and grandchildren to retire with peace of mind. Alas, when Lord Jiang was young, those beautiful affairs, I think no one in the Jiang family would have such a scenery. ”

The northwest high city of the Ning Dynasty has always been a place where courtiers want to go to show their loyalty to the king. I heard that the courtiers who are important to the king will be sent to such a place. The uncle of the owner looked at Jiang Wanmu, who had an indifferent expression, and said to his wife with a smile: "What news did you hear? The Jiang family's filial piety has not yet passed, and the king's will will not be issued so quickly. The eldest aunt of the proprietor family glanced at her husband, and said with white eyes: "The official over there in Gaocheng is seriously ill, and he has written to the king, requesting that another official be sent there." The king has approved it, and authorized Jiang An and the lord to put state affairs first, leaving his family in the capital, continuing to keep filial piety for the elders, and then going to the reunion after the filial piety period. ”

The declining Jiang family will no longer be the object of attention of the people in the capital. Jiang Wanmu only regretted that such a young man, in the Jiang family's wives and concubines, with his sick and weak body, he could no longer continue to fulfill his wishes, but with his cleverness, he would definitely be able to live safely and find another way to go.

The sound of rain outside the window became louder, and Jiang Wanmu wrote quietly with the sound of wind and rain, and her expression was particularly solemn. A young man came upstairs and silently signaled to the uncle who was sitting by the window, he gently sat down on the stool by the window, the man turned his head to look at the person writing in the room, and saw that between the woman's eyebrows and eyes, there was a look of rejection thousands of miles away. There was a look of frustration in the man's eyes that could not be hidden, and he bent down to pick up the book and concentrate on it.

Sorry for not being able to update on time. There are a few days in the month when I feel at a low mood and I always indulge in laziness. (To be continued.)

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