Chapter 44, Epilepsy is also contagious
"Probably sleepy."
Ji Caiyan opened his mouth seriously.
Song Wenqing: ......
Xiao Yan also knew that fooling him was to take him to heart.
Otherwise, how could she not fool others?
"It may also be epilepsy, Zhao Di has had epilepsy before, this is a recurrence."
"Also, epilepsy is contagious."
Ji Caiyan couldn't make it up.
gave Song Wenqing a look, believe it or not, she believed it anyway.
"Well, then we should stay away from them. The people of King Wen's Mansion should hurry up and bring their own county lord back! ”
Song Wenqing stretched out two fingers, pulled Ji Caiyan's sleeves, and stayed away from some Jiang Zhaodi Ji Leqin.
The spies from King Wen's Mansion didn't speak, but bowed slightly towards Ji Caiyan, picked up Ji Leqin on the ground, and walked away with light skills.
Those who can be sent by King Wen to guard her father are all more trusted spies, but unfortunately the trusted spies are the dark line of her 800 heart-eyed fathers.
This time back, the spies revealed their identities.
The spies will have a way to solve it.
King Wen should blame Ji Leqin for his fault!
Ji Leqin is Wen Zheng's child, the princess who made King Wen lose face.
will inevitably bear the wrath of King Wen.
"Am I a little vicious, you say?"
Ji Caiyan thought of Ji Leqin's situation after she went back, and sighed.
Say so.
It's really exciting to think about it.
It was inexplicably avenged for Ji Leqin's last time she asked her to kneel and salute.
"They suddenly fainted with epilepsy, and it has nothing to do with Xiao Yan."
Seeing the corners of Ji Caiyan's mouth, Song Wenqing still opened his mouth to comfort.
"I have to go to Zhaodi's house!"
Ji Caiyan glanced at Jiang Zhaodi, who was lying at the door of her house, and had no urge to send her home.
What if the dog system has a convulsion and feels that sending her back is a heart-warming help to Jiang Zhaodi, what if she is woolen?
Fortunately, Ji Caiyan's house is in a remote location, and it is difficult for villagers to pass by.
In a short period of time, no one will see Jiang Zhaodi.
―― And the spies around me watched.
"Okay."
Song Wenqing didn't pay attention to Jiang Zhaodi who was lying on the ground.
He was a good official who loved the people like a son and showed compassion for the people.
But all the people in the world belong to people with the surname Ji, and if this person does not support the surname Ji, then it is not the people he wants to love.
"Woo woo woo ......"
Jiang Yaozu, who was beaten and cried eight times a day, sat on the threshold of his house and wiped his tears.
His eyes were red like rabbits.
Seeing Ji Caiyan coming over, he hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeve, and smiled at Ji Caiyan obediently.
The eyes and nose are red, and the smile is a little unsightly.
But he still presented his best side to Ji Caiyan.
He heard what the second sister said, and the second sister is now following Ji Caiyan to do things, and she will be paid at the end of the month.
When the time comes, buy him candy to eat.
The bruises, purples, and injuries on the body that were pinched by the eldest sister don't hurt much.
"Does it hurt?"
Ji Caiyan saw at a glance the finger prints on Jiang Yaozu's neck that were pinched, as well as the wounds exposed from the cuffs.
Marks of rattan whippings or fingernail scratches.
When the second room of the Jiang family was separated, it was ugly, and there was a middle in the middle, and the Jiang family would not beat the second room of the Jiang family that was kicked out.
Jiang Daniu and his family are cowardly and will not be angry with their children.
I think it's Jiang Zhaodi's hand.
With just one face, Ji Caiyan knew what life Jiang Zhaodi was living at home.
Go to one's head.
Treat herself as the real heroine, and think that the people around her are bad people and treat her badly.
In fact, although Jiang Zhaodi is called Zhaodi, Jiang Daniu and his family treat their sisters equally.
It's just that Jiang Daniu and his family are not able to make the family live a good life, which makes Jiang Zhaodi feel that she is a patriarchal "woman".
"It doesn't hurt."
With tears in his eyes, Jiang Yaozu pursed his lips and shook his head.
The eldest sister who used to be gentle now beats and scolds him, even if his father, mother, second sister and third sister stop him, he will still be beaten.
can't say it hurts, otherwise the eldest sister will beat her harder behind her back.
Sometimes, he thought he was going to die.
Just like his former playmate, Ergozi.
The second dog was beaten to death by his stepmother, and he was beaten secretly for several days, without eating, and died lying on the ground.
He went to see it that day, and he didn't feel bad at all.
It's a pity that others don't have a male baby, but he is happy for the second dog.
His obnoxious stepmother was divorced, and no one would disturb his rest anymore, and he could sleep in the coffin all the time.
No one will ever bother him.
Every time the eldest sister beats him, he wants to lie down and sleep with Ergouzi, thinking that Ergouzi will not dislike him.
"Your eldest sister fainted at the door of my house, call no one, whatever you want."
Ji Caiyan took out a few pieces of maltose from his purse and put them in Jiang Yaozu's palm.
It was Ji Shuchen who boiled and solidified in an iron pot in the space and then divided it into pieces.
Jiang Yaozu held the maltose candy cube in both hands, his eyes widened, and he looked at Ji Caiyan incredulously.
I don't know if I'm surprised that there is such a fragrant thing in this world, or if I'm surprised by my eldest sister's coma.
"Thank you, Sister Xiaoyan!"
Six or seven-year-old Jiang Yaozu bowed obediently to Ji Caiyan, and ran towards the courtyard with his legs.
Go to the second sister and the third sister, give them the maltose for safekeeping, and when they eat, everyone in the family can eat sweet food.
Jiang Yaozu's voice did not stop, and after running home, he rushed in the direction of Ji Caiyan's house without hesitation.
It's to find Jiang Zhaodi.
He still can't forget the gentle eldest sister, and he can't bear to let the eldest sister lie on the ground alone.
I'm going to get sick with a cold.
In the past, every time he was beaten by his grandmother, the eldest sister would rush out to be beaten for himself, and the eldest sister at that time was really gentle.
Even if the eldest sister treats him badly now, the eldest sister is still his eldest sister, the one who once protected him.
"Alas!"
Ji Caiyan looked at the little figure and sighed faintly.
Facing Jiang Zhaodi's sigh, it was pretended, and now it is a real sigh.
It's a pity that she doesn't know how to get the former Jiang Zhaodi back.
Speaking of which, Jiang Zhaodi in the past was also a member of the royal family surnamed Ji, and he should love the people.
"Xiao Yan, let's go to the back mountain, right?"
Song Wenqing saw Ji Caiyan's brows tightened, and said softly.
He could see when Xiao Yan was in a bad mood and when he was disguised.
"Let's go!"
Ji Caiyan thought that the back mountain was planting the fruit tree seedlings that Song Wenqing asked Song Fula to come back, and he immediately came to his senses.
I hope to bring people in this area to get rich together.
The two soon came to the back mountain.
The villagers, armed with hoes and scoops, have already started planting.
The villagers were beaming with joy.
"I heard that His Royal Highness King Wen is coming to our small mountain village to give a chaste tablet to Widow Zhang, who has been widowed for more than ten years!"
"It's true, the new county magistrate has already told Li Zheng personally, and Li Zheng has informed him that he will go to the ancestral hall tomorrow to gather and discuss how to greet him!"
"King Wen is the prince? Oh, my God! That's the emperor's son? Come to our little place? ”
"Widow Zhang is really powerful, not only has she cultivated Zhang Shao, a descendant who is very good at reading, but even the prince has come to give her a tablet!"
……
More enthusiastic than planting trees, Ji Caiyan noticed the big incident that the villagers had passed on by word of mouth.
Ask for a referral ticket.
(End of chapter)