Seeing that his wife's cheeks were flushed and beautiful, Mr. Jiang Er's beautiful Adam's apple rolled up and down, and asked in a low voice, "Madam, it's time to snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of wine?"

The "drinking" that my husband said was not meant by wine. Yazheng was so embarrassed that he covered his face with his hands, and Mr. Jiang smiled softly.

When Jiang Liu came back from having sex with her sister, she saw her father’s arrogant and her mother’s shy appearance, she couldn’t help but sigh that it was really beautiful to marry and love first. Her father’s temperament is especially suitable for marriage first and then love. Because in her father’s eyes, her own is the best, such as the short-skinned Desheng, now in her father’s eyes, she is a hundred times better than Qinglong.

Jiang Liu had expectations for the future for the first time. She also wanted to find a husband like her father. She is handsome and clean, sweet-mouthed, caring for people, and a little arrogant, and has a lot of fun in life. Unfortunately, looking at Kang'an City, there is no young man who looks as handsome as her father.

Mr. Jiang Ershi glanced over the silly little daughter, the expressionless black son, and finally fell on the swollen eyelids of the eldest daughter. Jiang Muyan noticed her father's sight and buried her head again.

"Dad, mother, I'm having a meal." Jiang Liu said sweetly.

Mr. Jiang helped Yazheng to sit at the table, and then asked his eldest daughter, "Did you go to Shengpingfang today?"

"Yes." Jiang Muyan knew that her father didn't like her standing up to answer, so she sat up straight.

It seems that my mother-in-law's illness is even worse. Mr. Jiang Er didn't mention this anymore. He put a duck neck for his eldest daughter, then divided the bone scrap balls for his little daughter and son, and then put the remaining duck neck in front of his wife, "Let's have a meal."

The bone scrap meatballs were fragrant and chewy, but after eating half of Jiang Liu, he stopped eating them and started eating vegetarian fried bean sprouts. My mother liked sourness after she became pregnant. There were always one or two vegetarian pickled vegetables on the table at each meal. Jiang Liu couldn't stand it at first, and after eating for a few months, she could still eat it.

When she stretched her little arm to get the bean sprouts for the third time, even the sad Jiang Muyan felt something was wrong, so she put down the duck neck and looked at her sister. Yazheng asked, "Is the meatballs today delicious?"

Jiang Liu shook her head, "It's delicious, my daughter is afraid that she will not sleep well after eating too much meatballs at night."

What is not good for sleeping well? It is obvious that he thinks she is fat. Mr. Jiang took half a meatball and put it in his daughter's bowl, and advised, "It's just your rectum, you can digest it until you go to bed and eat it."

Jiang Liu...

Jiang Ling also said, "We'll practice sticks and then sleep after dinner."

After following Mrs. Bai's horse stance for several months, Jiang Liu finally began to learn stick methods. She responded and happily started to chew meatballs, so that the whole family could eat with peace of mind.

After dinner, Jiang Muyan did not go to the front yard with her younger brother and sister. She accompanied her parents for a walk in the courtyard. The peach trees in the yard faded their leaves and exposed thick or thin branches to tangle together, just like Jiang Muyan's mood at this time. After her mother returned to her room to rest, Jiang Muyan was excited several times before she dared to invite her father to the study and discussed with her father, "Father, daughter wants to go to Zangyun Temple to ask for medicine for her grandmother."

Mr. Jiang frowned and loosened his eyebrows, and tried to say in a calm tone, "Get up and talk, your grandmother is heartbroken and not on the medicine. It is cold at this time, and the ground is frozen, and she cannot even go up the green mountains."

Jiang Muyan knelt straight, plucked up the courage to raise her head and said, "My daughter knows that even if she asks for magical medicine, she may not be able to save her grandmother's illness, but her daughter still wants to try it. When my great-grandmother... and her mother were seriously ill, her father also went to ask for medicine. It was winter at that time."

My great-grandmother died of illness in early March of the second year of Jinglong, and my mother died of illness in late February of the third year of Jinglong. When they were seriously ill, my father went to Zangyun Temple to seek medicine. It must be winter or early spring, and the snow on the mountain has not subsided. Jiang Muyan felt that her father could go up, and she could go up. She knew that Master Chengkong was on the stool, and if she didn't try it, she would be uneasy for the rest of her life.

Mr. Jiang looked at his eldest daughter and felt that for the first time that she was not following her mother everywhere, and her temperament was still somewhat like her. He stood up and pulled her up. Mr. Jiang patiently advised, "Chengkong has a stubborn temper. You may not be able to ask for medicine if you go. Now, Guan Shuyu's medical skills are outstanding. For his father, he asked him to go to Shengpingfang to treat your grandmother. What do you think?"

My father's hands were very warm, and Jiang Muyan couldn't help crying and sobbed, "What if it can't be cured?"

Mr. Jiang comforted, "If it still cannot be cured, I will send someone to Zangyun Temple to find Chengkong with your grandmother's medical case."

Jiang Muyan was still worried, "Master Chengkong was very difficult to talk to. What should I do if my father sent someone up and he refused to prescribe medicine to his grandmother?"

"Chengkong and Yu Yuanzi have a close relationship. When Yu Yuanzi enters the Lingbao Temple, he will definitely go down the mountain to congratulate him. Then we will catch him and let him prescribe medicine." Mr. Jiang said patiently.

"Father, when will Master Yu enter the Lingbao Temple?" Jiang Muyan asked again.

"It's March next year." Mr. Jiang Er didn't want his daughter to ask any more, so he stood up and said seriously, "You are the parents who are good at taking care of yourself, do you remember?"

Jiang Muyan bowed her head ashamed, "The daughter is unfilial, which makes her father worried."

He didn't mean that, and Mr. Jiang was a little weak, "Go, apply a hot towel to your eyes and go to bed early."

"Yes." After Jiang Muyan withdrew, Mr. Jiang Er returned to the east room, lay on the beauty couch and covered his forehead and sighed. His wife sat over and pressed his temple. Mr. Jiang Er turned around, rested his head on his wife's legs, leaned against her bulging belly, and sighed, "Yan'er's temper is more like her mother."

"Yan'er is very filial and hopes that her relatives will be safe and sound." Yazheng said gently, "The Second Master is patient and meticulous, so she dares to tell the Second Master what she thinks. This child is getting closer and closer to the Second Master."

It is true. When Wang was alive, he didn't tell him anything he thought. Yan'er had started talking to him now. Mr. Jiang raised his lips and said, "I am her father. Who will she get close to me if she doesn't get close to me? But I keep this in your stomach every day, but he ignores me."

Yamatsu smiled and said, "When he lands and sees you, he will definitely get close to you."

“Why?”

"Because you are the best father in this world."

Mr. Jiang sat up and asked seriously, "Then am I the best husband?"

Yazheng endured his shyness and looked at her husband's dazzling peach blossom eyes and said, "Yazheng thought it was."

After marrying him, Yazheng never regretted it for a moment.

Mr. Jiang was moved, and his red lips slowly approached his wife's red lips. Just as he was about to support each other, he suddenly heard the maid saying in the room, "Mr. Second Master, Mr. Ling is injured."

Mr. Jiang stood up immediately, "Why did you hurt? Where did you hurt?"

Mr. Jiang quickly walked out of the yard. Jiang Houer, who was outside the yard, immediately said, "The pillars of the young master's martial arts courtyard fell down. The top of the corridor fell and smashed the young master's legs. The young man had sent someone to invite Uncle Qiu and the doctor."

Mr. Jiang asked while walking, "Why did the corridor column collapse?"

"…beat the six girls with sticks."

Mr. Jiang slid down his feet and lay on the ground in a embarrassed posture that he had never seen before.
Chapter completed!