Chapter 3: Dreaming

Jiang Yixi said aggrievedly, "I didn't mean to pull Meng Sangongzi, someone hit me, and I subconsciously pulled him." Who knew that Meng Sangongzi was born in Jiangmen but was so delicate, not only did he not help me stand down, but he was also taken into the lake by me. ”

Mrs. Jiang on the side said angrily, "What did you say, this girl, you hurt others, and you still complain about others." There are so many people next to you, you pulled Meng Sangongzi alone, who believes that you didn't mean it. I don't look at my own background, how to climb high to Meng Sangongzi. It's good now, Gao Zhi'er didn't put it on, and we all lost face. ”

She finally got the post and dressed her girl up in a fancy way, she wanted to make a good impression on those noblewomen, but she was messed up by this little prodigal hoof. Now Uncle Wuxiang's Mansion has become a joke, and the daughter's family affairs are also difficult. Thinking of this, she longed to scratch the face of this dead girl.

Jiang Yixi glanced at Mrs. Jiang and ignored her.

Jiang Xiao and his wife are as cold and selfish as the old lady. Jiang Chen's death brought them many benefits, and they enjoyed peace of mind. But Jiang Yixi turned his face as soon as he got into trouble, thinking that Jiang Yixi had affected their good future.

In her previous life, Jiang Yi regretted that after being divorced, the Jiang family only accepted her dowry and sent people directly to the nunnery. Of the few people in the big house, only Jiang Yihui, who got married, went to see her once, and it was not good for Jiang Xun.

The third room is much more humane than the old lady and the big room. The third old man and his wife went to the nunnery to see Jiang Yixi twice, and asked their subordinates to send money and goods several times, and Jiang Xun also married his daughter-in-law for Zhang Luo before he died...... Even if their behavior didn't help Jiang Yixi a lot, Jiang Yixi also remembered this feeling.

Old Mrs. Jiang glanced at Jiang Yi with disdain, thought about the next words, resisted the urge to scold, and said indifferently, "We have all thought of the way to think of it, and I have also let go of the old face, but the Chengguo Mansion doesn't want you." You have lost your virtue and become a laughing stock, and it has also brought shame on our Wuxiang Uncle's Mansion, I can't let you continue to live in the Mansion to hinder the future and family affairs of your brothers and sisters. You go to kneel outside the ancestral hall for two hours, pack up, and go to Zhuangzi to avoid a few years. ”

Jiang Yixi is fifteen years old this year, and she will become an old girl after staying in Zhuangzi for a few years. Even if you want to marry, you can only give the old widower as a steproom.

Jiang Yixi, who has grown up and looks beautiful, and can just marry to bring benefits to the family, was punished to Zhuangzi, and the old lady also had liver pain.

But she had to do it, both to avoid the limelight and to appease the anger of the Chengguo couple.

Jiang Yixi also wanted to go to Zhuangzi, not to avoid the limelight, but to have other plans. But she was afraid that tomorrow the old lady would set her relationship with Meng Ciyu, and it would be bad. She is unwilling to follow the old path and will not marry into the Meng family again.

In that life, Meng Ciyu and her didn't even have a husband and wife overnight, even if Lao Chengguo was whipped, he couldn't pull him into her yard.

Thinking of Mrs. Meng's cold eyes and Meng Ciyu's disgusted expression, as well as the disdain of everyone except Lao Guogong and Meng Cimo, even after two lifetimes, Jiang Yixi was cold to the bone, and his back was cold.

Jiang Yixi wiped the tea leaves and tea on his body with a handkerchief, ignoring the anger in the old lady's eyes, and said lightly, "My father died for saving Meng Shizi, and the old man remembered his feelings, maybe he would let Cheng Guogong and Mrs. Meng come to the house to propose marriage." ”

As soon as her voice fell, several sneers rang out in the room.

The subordinate lowered his head and held back his laughter, and the old lady and a few other masters looked at Jiang Yixi like fools.

Old Lady Jiang's face became even more gloomy.

Mrs. Jiang pulled the corners of her mouth and sneered, "Sorry girl, you haven't woken up from your dream yet, have you?" It's all like this, and I'm still thinking about Meng Sangongzi. Anyway, she is also a girl from Bofu, I don't expect you to be reserved, and you can't be like this, it's really a magic barrier. If this word spreads, no one will die of laughter. ”

In front of the old lady, she didn't dare to say directly the words of "thinking about men and thinking about magic barriers".

Jiang San's wife, Zhao, also felt that Jiang Yi was confused and hallucinated if he thought that Meng Sangongzi was confused. frowned and said, "Sorry girl, wake up, Meng Sangongzi's fairy-like person, it's not something you can think of, and the Chengguo Mansion is not something that people like us can climb." You go out to avoid it for the time being, and when the wind passes, the old lady feels sorry for her granddaughter and will take you back. ”

She was also angry that Jiang Yixi had a big disaster that would affect her children, but thinking that Jiang Yixi was still unwilling to say too ugly words after this life was over.

Seeing that this stupid girl was still obsessed, the old lady didn't even have the desire to speak, and just about to let her go to the ancestral hall, Jiang Yixi said something even more shocking.

"I had a dream last night, I dreamed that it would rain heavily tonight, and when Uncle got out of the carriage, the car slipped and fell......"

The old lady all glanced at the window subconsciously. The small window is ajar, and the brilliant slanting sun shines into the room, forming a halo of light, and also bringing in the warm breath of spring.

Will it rain on such a nice sunny day? also said that the uncle was going to wrestle......

It's a magic barrier.

Grandma Jiang said with a worried face, "Second aunt, do you need to ask for a doctor?" ”

Grandma Jiang just got married last year and is now four months pregnant.

This sister-in-law, like her husband Jun Jiang Jin, is the kind of person who sweeps the snow in front of the door.

Jiang Yixi ignored her and continued, "Grandmother, auntie, third aunt, anyway, there is only one hour to spare, wait patiently to see if my dream is accurate." I'm curious, too. ”

The old lady stopped Mrs. Jiang, who was still talking, and pointed to the chair next to her and said, "Sorry girl, sit down." If you keep your mouth, you will be guilty of one more degree. ”

Then wait, let this girl be convinced, and make less noise when she goes to Zhuangzi.

Jiang Yixi sat down obediently, lowered his head and was silent, listening to the gossip of a few elders.

From time to time, Mrs. Jiang led the topic to the fact that the girl in the house was older, how to find her in-laws in the future, and so on, Grandma Jiang echoed. The more they talked, the more angry they became, and the more unkind they looked at Jiang Yixi's eyes.

Jiang Yixi's face was expressionless, when they spoke bird language. Let's be proud first, and when that matter is resolved, she won't be able to stand the bird's language and bird's anger. In his previous life, he lived carefully, and he didn't die so miserably. Since God's favor has given a chance to be born again, it is necessary to live happily.

With a lot of effort, Jiang Yiyan, Jiang Yirou, and Jiang Yishan came to Ruyitang.

They knew that the old lady was in a bad mood and did not dare to say much, so after seeing the ceremony, they quietly sat down in their place and twisted the veil.

Not long after, Uncle Jiang Jin led Jiang Xun, Jiang Wen, and Jiang Fei after school.

The third generation of the Jiang family has a total of four boys.

Uncle Jiang has two sons-in-law, the eldest son Jiang Jin is nineteen years old, and he can't do anything, so he donated a six-grade official to take care of the affairs at home. The second son, Jiang Wen, was twelve years old. Master Jiang San has a son, Jiang Fei, who is eleven years old. Together with thirteen-year-old Jiang Xun, the three boys studied in the front yard with their husband.

Jiang Jin, Jiang Wen, and Jiang Fei walked in, while Jiang Xun jumped in.