The old lady pondered, her old face wrinkled like a white fat bun.

muttered, "It's obviously a good thing to marry the Meng family, with such a powerful support, how could Bofu be framed." The so-called prosperity and loss, the Chengguo Mansion should not sit idly by and watch the bad luck of the in-laws and not stretch out a hand. ”

Jiang Yixi snorted coldly in his heart, no matter how smart he is, he can calculate, if he is blinded by wealth, he will become stupid. That big profit doesn't depend on whether you can live or not, whether people are really willing to give, and if you want something you shouldn't want, you will be unlucky.

It was like that in previous lives.

She died, and half a year before she died, I heard that Uncle Jiang was dismissed for making mistakes, and Master Jiang San was also affected and demoted......

Jiang Yixi reminded, "Grandmother, it is good to get married. If you have a grudge, it will backfire. Meng Sangongzi is the only son of Mrs. Wei, and he is the best among the sons of the nobles. Pinching your nose and marrying me, an orphan girl with a low family, can you be willing?

"This is not their original intention, it should be that the old man remembers my father's love and forces them to agree. If we should do this family matter, we will attract the hatred of Chengguo Gong and Mrs. Meng. Not only will they not help our family, but they will also die in the end. Moreover, if we postpone the marriage, the rumors that the Jiang family's girl will rely on Meng Sangongzi will be self-defeating, and the bad impact on our family will be minimized. ”

In his previous life, Meng Sangongzi was forced to marry Jiang Yixi, and he was not happy in his heart, and he didn't work hard. In the autumn of the following year, Mrs. Meng and others counted the account on Jiang Yixi......

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, it was indeed such a reason. The old Chengguo Gong is old, and he doesn't know how long he can live. Mrs. Meng is a good old man and rarely takes care of family affairs. The actual rulers of the Chengguo Mansion are the Chengguo Gonggong and his wife. If you don't take into account their thoughts and force the girl to marry in, don't say that they won't give their own benefits, why don't the two sons know.

Thinking of her second son, Mrs. Jiang's eyes were a little red. She knew that the second of the three sons was the most promising, but unfortunately, he died young. Actually, she still liked Er'er when she was a child, but when she grew up, she didn't listen to her, and she had to marry that shameless cheap woman. Even if that woman died, she didn't want to marry again, not even a concubine......

The old lady forcibly suppressed her thoughts, her eyes slid to Jiang Yixi, her eyes rolled, she looked under her skirt from the top of her head, and then moved her gaze to her face.

The facial features are beautiful, the skin is snowy, the eyes are bright, and the temperament is like an orchid. Even if you stand there quietly, you can see a unique charm, as if you have walked out of a painting. Such a talent can be thrown into the pile of nobles in the capital, and it can be ranked in front.

The old lady always knew that Jiang Yixi was the best-looking one among her granddaughters, and today she found out that she was so bright and far-sighted.

Little Nizi has grown up far beyond her expectations......

It's a pity that such a good chess piece is wasted.

The old lady had a smile on her face and beckoned, "Good boy, come and sit beside Grandmother." ”

Jiang Yixi walked over and sat next to the old lady, who took her hand and put it on her knee.

The old lady is serious, this kind of affectionate behavior has only been seen in the eldest granddaughter Jiang Yihui and the youngest grandson Jiang Fei. The dry and trembling hand made Jiang Yixi very uncomfortable, and he tried his best to suppress the urge to pull his hand out.

The old lady asked, "According to the girl's opinion, if the Chengguo couple really come to ask for marriage tomorrow, how can we refuse?" If they don't come, how do we respond? ”

Jiang Yi pursed his lips in embarrassment, shook his head and said, "My granddaughter is stupid, I don't know how to deal with it." The grandmother is well-informed, and the uncle and the third uncle have been officials for many years, so they must think more than the granddaughter. I only know that since my father has a dream, he would rather believe it than believe that it is not. For the sake of this family, and for my own sake, I will never marry Meng San. ”

Tomorrow, Chengguo and his wife will come to propose marriage, and the old lady will definitely believe in Jiang Chen's dream even more, and dare not agree to the marriage. How to refuse, how to eliminate the anger of Cheng Guogong and his wife, is the matter of the old lady and Uncle Jiang.

As for Cheng Guogong and his wife not coming to propose, didn't the old lady already decide to drive herself to Zhuangzi?

What Jiang Yixi can foresee is that no matter whether the Chengguo couple comes to propose marriage or not, as long as Jiang Yixi can't marry into the Chengguo Mansion, the old lady will take her to Zhuangzi to avoid the limelight, but the treatment is different. There is also a good thing, when this ugly thing happens, the old lady will not be busy telling her about her family......

The old lady looked at Jiang Yixi, but she was the girl of the Gu family.

She patted her granddaughter's hand, "No one is allowed to say anything about your father's dream." Okay, you go back. ”

Jiang Yixi got up and bent her knees to the old lady, turned around and walked out of the door.

The rain was still falling, dripping, but it was much lighter than just now.

Shui Lu held an oil-paper umbrella, and the two walked along the verandah towards the Burning Garden. The verandahs of the house are connected in all directions, and only a short section of the road will be rained.

There was a red lantern at intervals under the porch, and the lantern glowed red, fluttering in the wind, and illuminating the rain and fog in that place very clearly.

The corners of Jiang Yixi's lips hooked slightly, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about the difficult things for three days and three nights, half of them were solved......

That's the benefit of prophets.

The old lady closed her eyes and thought for a long time before she opened her eyes and said to Green Silk, "Go, let someone carry Uncle here, I have something urgent." ”

Master Jiang San served in the West Camp on the outskirts of Beijing. It was dozens of miles away from home, and Master Jiang San only went home when he was resting. If there is an emergency, the old lady can only discuss it with her eldest son.

If it is really as the girl said, Cheng Guogong and his wife will come to propose marriage tomorrow, and their family will definitely not be able to climb high. While refusing, you should also think of ways to reduce the anger of Chengguo and his wife, and it is best to make a profit......

Jiang Xun waited at the corner not far from Ruyi Hall, and when he saw his sister coming, he stepped forward and asked, "Sister, how did grandmother punish you?" Really want to drive you to Zhuangzi? ”

Seeing his living brother standing in front of him, Jiang Yi cherished the pantothenic acid of his nose.

She took out the handkerchief from her arms, wiped the rain from his hair, and said with a smile, "After that incident, I also want to go to Zhuangzi to live for a while." When you are resting, go and look for me. ”

Seeing that his sister was willing to go to Zhuangzi, Jiang Xun was not aggrieved. Listening to my sister take the initiative to ask him to find her, he smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth. My sister has changed and has become fond of herself.

Jiang Yi said again, "You come to Zhuoyuan for dinner tomorrow at noon, and I will ask you to make the pig intestine you like to eat." ”

In his previous life, Jiang Yi regretted that Jiang Xun liked to eat pig's intestines, and felt that thing was pickled and disgusting, and he wanted to vomit when he heard the name.

Reliving I finally figured it out, since my brother likes it, why don't I give him a treat? If you treat the same thing with different moods, the results may be different.

Jiang Xun grinned happily to the back of his ear, and said hello again and again.