"Brother, please help me..."

"I, I don't know anything..."

Jia She looked at Jia Zheng's helpless expression while communicating through tears.

I wish I could just kick him to death and go and make trouble with Mr. Wang’s poisonous woman!

"You can't?!"

"Where's your housekeeper? Where's the steward?"

"Would it be possible to ask the Yin and Yang Division of Qin Tian Jian to choose a day to stop the mourning?"

"Would it be possible to send someone to hold a funeral and deliver an obituary?"

"The poisonous woman in your family is a murderer. Would it be okay to invite some monks and Taoists to come and chant sutras?"

"Is it okay to buy a wooden board to build a coffin?"

Jia Zheng's brain is full of confusion.

When Jia She said something, he nodded once.

As for whether you listened or not, only God knows.

Jia She kicked him away.

He shouted: "Lin Zhixiao, go back to Jia's house with your second master!"

"Bring a few people over to help him prepare for his funeral!"

Jia Zheng couldn't help asking Jia She, so he had no choice but to follow Lin Zhixiao back to Jia's house first.

The next time Jia Jing got the news, he ordered some men from the side branches on the back street to help Jia Zheng cook.

Things outside Jia's house finally settled down.

Jia She, Jia Cong and his son were planning to wait for the formal hanging before going over to take a look.

At this time.

Outside the north gate of Shenjing.

Several large cars slowly drove into the city gate.

Inside the car.

Ping'er held a handsome brother in his hand and said with a smile: "Brother, we will be home soon!"

"You can see your biological eldest sister, grandpa, grandma, great-grandmother, aunt, and third uncle when you go home..."

"There are many, many relatives..."

It was Jia Cong who sent them to Ping'an Prefecture with the money and money.

Now she has given birth to Jia Lian’s eldest son.

She finally no longer resented Jia Cong.

Second Sister You is also holding a daughter with pink makeup in her arms.

He smiled and said: "My sister is more blessed than me. I have a brother and a sister, and I have both children."

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Three years have passed, and neither she nor Feng'er has had a child.

But Ping'er makes up a good word.

Ping'er smiled and said: "Look at what grandma said, if she wasn't born by grandma, wouldn't it hurt?"

Jia Lian smiled and said: "Father doesn't know how to be happy when he sees my brother!"

While we were talking, we had already arrived at Rongguo Mansion.

The boy at the door quickly went in to report.

Jia Cong smiled at Jia She and said, "It's a coincidence that my second brother is back this time!"

"It would be strange if the old lady and the second uncle didn't pester him and not let him go!"

Jia She smiled and said: "Cong'er, do you believe it or not?"

"Whether the old lady opens her mouth or she opens her mouth in a serious manner, she will always get bumped!"

Jia Cong said categorically: "Believe it! You must believe it!"

Jia She smiled and said, "Why don't you go pick up your second brother quickly?"

"Hahahahaha, I have a grandson!"

He kept forcing Jia Lian to renew his marriage, but Jia Lian was not very willing at first.

Later, both Ping'er and Feng'er went to Ping'an Prefecture.

Ping'er also gave birth to a boy and a girl.

Jia Lian was even more unwilling to renew his string.

No matter how Jia She scolded him so much that he wouldn't let go as soon as he wrote the letter.

After Jia She waited for Ping'er to give birth to a concubine's eldest son, he didn't bother to urge her.

Anyway, I already have an eldest grandchild and two granddaughters.

It also saves you the chance of marrying a family troublemaker like Wang Xifeng again.

A lot of trouble and effort.

Talking room.

Jia Cong has already brought Jia Lianyou's second sister Ping'er Feng'er in to kowtow to Jia She.

Jia She first took his brother from Ping'er and looked at it.

Smile so hard that you can’t even see your eyes.

I watched Erjieer again.

I felt even happier when I saw that the second sister’s eyebrows were very similar to those of Qiao Sister.

Jia Lian’s eldest sister is still nicknamed Sister Qiao.

The same reason is because I was born on the seventh day of July, the day of begging for luck.

Picked up by Jia She himself.

Jia She gave Ping'er a rare smile and said, "You're not bad, you're much better than the one with the head first!"

When Ping'er heard Jia She talk about Wang Xifeng, both Ping'er and Feng'er had red eyes.

Hold it back quickly.

Jia She asked: "Yes, it's not the end of the year yet, why are you back in Beijing at this time?"

Jia Lian's face was full of joy.

"Father, Ding You, the magistrate of the state, recommended his son with the officials."

"When I go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs and exchange the appropriate documents, my son will be the Zhengyin Zhizhou of Ping'an Prefecture."

Zhao He, Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, had already had his mallet knocked down by Emperor Tianxi.

Now that he is someone from Emperor Tianxi's entourage, he is naturally familiar with Jia She.

Seeing that he is Jia She’s son, there is no reason not to care about him.

Therefore, before Jia Lian's three-year term was completed, he was asked to come to Beijing to exchange for a suitable document.

Take over the post of governor of Ping'an Prefecture.

Jia She laughed loudly: "I'll go and treat Lao Xie, the official, to a drink some other time!"

Then he said with a smile: "Lian'er took my brother and sister to Rongqing Hall to meet the old lady!"

"Let her be happy too!"

Jia Lian took his second sister You, Ping'er Feng'er, to Rongqing Hall to pay his respects to Jia's mother.

Mother Jia was naturally happy to see her eldest brother and second sister.

Holding Ping'er with one hand and Feng'er with the other.

Sighing softly: "Both are good..."

"Ping'er is even more blessed."

"It's a pity that your grandma can't see..."

"I don't know where she is buried. You also remember to put a piece of paper and burn incense for her during the Spring and Autumn Festival..."

Ping'er whispered a few words in Jia Mu's ear.

Jia Mu's eyes lit up: "Really?"
To be continued...