You can't help but drink at the family banquet, but the alcohol content here is low, making it difficult to get drunk.

Jia Rong went back smelling of alcohol. When Yuanyang came up to serve him, he had an idea.

"Sister Yuanyang is so pretty, why don't you let me undress you?"

Yuanyang pushed him away and said, "The hot water is ready. Go take a bath quickly."

He held Yuanyang's little hand and said, "You have worked hard these days, please let me serve you."

He grabbed Yuanyang with one hand and rolled her back, "Don't worry, I'm just helping you take a bath."

Yuanyang was very shy, half-nudging and half-giving.

He kept his word and just helped her take a bath.

When she woke up the next day, Jia Rong thought of what she had done last night, put her forehead on her forehead and sighed, wishing she could hit her to death.

"How can there be such a stupid person as me in the world?"

"It's worse than an animal."

Hearing some noise outside, Qing'er pushed open the door and came in, "Uncle, I'm awake."

"Come in."

Qing'er and Yuanyang entered carrying copper basins.

Yuanyang washed the handkerchief, wrung out the water and wiped his face.

Jia Rong took Yuanyang's hand and said, "Qing'er, you go out first."

Qing'er smiled and said, "Uncle wants to do bad things again."

"Go, go, go."

Yuanyang was so embarrassed that her ears turned red, and she turned her face away and did not dare to look at him.

"Let me tell you a story."

He stared at the mandarin ducks and said: "Once upon a time, there was a pair of childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.

Later, the two went out to play and stopped at a temple to take shelter from the rain.

There happened to be so many people staying that the temple only had one wing left.

Two people can only live in the same house.

The girl said to the young man who was sleeping on the floor, "Don't come up. If you come up, you will be an animal."

Yuanyang blushed and said boldly: "Men and women should be careful. Unmarried men and women cannot live in the same house."

"Well, the two of them are now married.

Once again, the two of them lived together again.

The woman said to the man: Don't come up, you are just like an animal."

"The man didn't go up that night. The next day when the woman got up, she slapped him and said angrily: You are worse than a beast."

Yuanyang is smart and guessed Jia Rong's thoughts right away.

She struggled to leave, waving the handkerchief and hitting Jia Rong in the face.

"Master is hungry. I'll go get some food."

Jia Rong squeezed Yuanyang's little hand and said, "My good sister, I will apologize for what I did last night."

"I really regret it." Jia Rong sighed repeatedly.

Yuanyang turned around and glanced at him. Didn't he mean that?

"I thought I wouldn't drink, but I drank anyway.

I should be doing things like an animal, but I am worse than an animal.

I regret it~"

"Bah, you ghost, please let me have fun." Yuanyang immediately broke away from him.

When some happy mandarin ducks heard what he said, they became angry and annoyed and trotted out.

"Hahaha..."

"My steady and reliable mandarin duck also has such a lively side. I never expected it."

In the snowy winter, Jia Rong hid at home and read.

What he is reading is not the books in the study room, but the books in the system library.

He borrowed books from the system, read them, and returned them after reading them.

One time, Jia Lan found Alexandre Dumas's "The Three Musketeers" here and was immediately obsessed with it.

I can't finish it in one day, and I miss it so much.

The next morning he came over and knocked on the door. He told Li Wan that he was reading here.

Li Wan, who hoped that his son would become a successful man, never expected that his son would become obsessed with novels.

Jia Lan secretly took the book back to read, but was discovered by Jia Huan.

"The Three Musketeers" is a novel with a strong storyline. Once you read the beginning, you will easily become addicted to it.

Jia Huan looked at Jia Zong, and Jia Zong looked at Jia Lian.

Somehow, this book actually reached the hands of those staff.

After visiting Rongguo Mansion for the novel, Jia Rong's reputation has risen to a higher level, and everyone admires him.

Jia Lian even ran over and asked: "Do you have any other books like "The Three Musketeers"?"

Jia Rong looked up from the pile of books and asked, "Do you like this kind of books?"

Jia Lan and Jia Lian nodded together.

"The content in the book is inconsistent with your knowledge. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Jia Lan and Jia Lian both shook their heads.

"I understand."

He walked into the bookshelf on the other side and took out a book - "Black Tulip".

Or a book by Alexandre Dumas.

"This book describes the story of Western countries. There is a kind of flower called tulip, which comes in many colors, among which black has the highest value."

"Black Tulip" is based on the fierce political struggle in the Netherlands in the 17th century. Through the cultivation of black tulips, it describes the touching love story of a young man and woman. I believe they will like it very much.

What Jia Rong gave him was a translation of traditional Chinese characters. The font layout was from right to left, so they could understand it.

Jia Lan was very eager, but unfortunately Jia Rong passed him and handed it directly to Jia Lian.

"You must return it to me after reading it. If you break it, you will have to pay for it, twenty taels of silver."

If Jia Lian has found a treasure, "it will definitely happen."

The heavy snow closed the door, so Jia Lian held a book and read.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, Wang Xifeng is very busy, but Jia Lian is hiding at home with a book in hand.

Wang Xifeng complained for a while, and Jia Lian told her what he saw in the book.

Wang Xifeng was also fascinated by what he heard and urged Jia Lian to continue talking.

The maids such as Ping'er also didn't want to move after hearing this.

Because of Jia Zheng's promotion, Rongguo Mansion was particularly lively this year.

Wang Xifeng was so busy that she pestered Jia Lian to tell her stories at night.

The couple quarreled and spent the night playing and reading.

Since the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Jia Rong has been standing at the door of his home to welcome guests.

He wanted to see who the round-faced girl was.

Visitors came one after another, and I saw a lot of round-faced girls.

But they all dress up in almost the same way, with their heads covered with beads and flowers, and the only difference is that their clothes are of different colors.

When the people from the Zhenguo Mansion arrived at the Rongguo Mansion, they asked Jia Zhen to come and sit down.

The banquet living room is extremely luxurious.

The light-transmitting and wind-blocking glass cover not only allows guests to enjoy the snowy scenery outside, but also prevents them from being disturbed by the wind and snow.

The charcoal pot that will never go out allows people to walk around in luxurious clothes without feeling bloated and unbearable.

Antiques from the Han, Tang, Song and Ming dynasties, Persian carpets, and Atlantic clocks are all amazing.

The guests were dazzled by the sight, and they all sighed at the splendor of Rongguo Mansion, and they flattered her more than the water of the Yangtze River.

This makes Jia Zhen, who helps entertain the guests, feel jealous.
To be continued...