"Hey, come here."

Jiang Yi immediately had a smile on his face, and he glanced at Jiang Shu beside him and entered the inner room first.

When she entered the door, what caught her eye was that a noble lady leaned on the soft-cold and was tasting tea. Her hair was black and translucent. She was just a simple plum blossom hairpin and leaned against the soft-collar pillow. She was the only wife of the Marquis of Zhongyi, Li Ying.

Seeing Jiang Yi and Jiang Shu come in, she just raised her eyes lightly, "Are you back?"

Jiang Yi was about to speak, but Li asked again, "Have you washed up?"

"It's not too late."

"Then you won't go?"

Jiang Yi was disgusted by the touch, and only then did he realize that Jiang Shu had already gone to clean his hands and rinse his mouth. Jiang Yi glared at him viciously and said with gritted teeth, "Dog-legged."

Jiang Shu didn't mind at all, walked to Li and called obediently, "Mom."

Li put down his hand, rubbed his eyes, looked at Jiang Shu and smiled slightly, and asked, "Are you hungry? It's almost time to eat."

"Not hungry, mom, my sister just asked me for something, but my son doesn't have that much money, so, mom, can you give me some money?" Jiang Shu leaned against Li's side in grievance and said.

"What did she want?"

Jiang Shu repeated what Jiang Yi wanted again. Li laughed and was about to say something. Jiang Yi came over and saw Li, and suddenly squeezed away Jiang Shu, "Mom, I want to touch my head, too. I just saw you touching my brother's head."

Li had no choice but to pinch Jiang Yi's nose, "Stupid girl, you can eat your brother's jealousy."

"Of course, I have to take a bowl of water from a young age. My brother has it, so I have it too."

"What are you saying? Your brother goes home to marry a wife, why don't you marry me a son-in-law?"

"I think, the key is that they are not happy." Jiang Yi muttered carefully,

"What did you say?" Li asked without hearing what Jiang Yi said clearly.

Jiang Yi was about to say nothing, but Jiang Zhuo's voice came from the door, "Madam, I'm back, Madam."

Li had no choice but to get up and go to the door to welcome Jiang Zhuo. These old ones, old ones, and small ones were clingy.

When Li left, Jiang Shu hit Jiang Yi's arm, "I'll make a comeback."

Jiang Yi waved her fist, Jiang Shu curled his lips, and the two stared at each other without saying a word.

Jiang Zhuo came in and saw Jiang Yi, and snorted coldly. Jiang Shu was beside her making gloating faces at her.

Li smiled but said nothing. The two brothers and sisters sat down. Li picked up the freshly brewed tea and handed it to Jiang Zhuo, "Mr. Marquis, come and taste the new tea. Don't you like tea the most."

Jiang Zhuo's face immediately became bitter. Why can't you tell if his wife is so smart that she doesn't like tea? Or is his acting skills too superb?

Jiang Zhuo had no choice but to sit down and drink tea. No matter how good the tea is, it is bitter in his mouth and very difficult to drink.

Seeing Jiang Zhuo like this, the brother and sister exchanged their eyes. Their mother's eyes were full of interest. It was obvious that they were messing with their father. Apart from the thick lines of their father, it was impossible to tell that their mother was teasing him...

Li looked at Jiang Zhuo's bitter cheeks and his teeth were shaking. He was still trying to find a poem to tell her how delicious the tea was. Li wanted to laugh. This fool has been like this for so many years...

At the beginning, Jiang Zhuo fell in love with her and wanted to marry her. She had no other hobbies in the boudoir, just like a tea.

In order to meet his preferences, Jiang Zhuo endured a lot of hardships. She was not stupid, so why can't you tell that he doesn't like drinking tea.

However, I just like his bitter look and still trying to please her.

Alas. As expected, I am older and have become more and more like a child.

"Okay, stop drinking. After a while, when you have enough, you will get less food."

Li took Jiang Zhuo's teacup that was pouring tea into his mouth as if he was ready to die. Jiang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the two children laughing on his back, he looked up straight, "Ahem, come here."

Li turned around and went to the kitchen to see if the meal was ready. There were three fathers and sons left in the room. The two brothers and sisters shrank their necks together.

Jiang Zhuo is good at everything, but he is too irritable and has a loud voice. Jiang Yi and Jiang Shu both have the tempers of Li. In their family, they are typical strict fathers and kind mothers.

Jiang Zhuo asked Jiang Shu's subject as usual, "Even if you win the top scorer, don't be proud. I can only count your article as 80%. What's the difference between you by yourself?"

"Yes." Jiang Shu closed his smile and answered yes respectfully.

Jiang Zhuo turned around and saw Jiang Yizheng looking careless, so he didn't get angry. "Yi'er, although your mother and I didn't expect you to be proud of our ancestors, can you be like a lady from a family? Look at your standing posture, stand up for me."

Jiang Yi abbreviated Neck, and immediately stood in a standard military posture.

"Isn't this able to stand well? What do you think of you?"

Jiang Zhuo sighed. His two children, one is talented but weak, cannot continue his dreams. The other one fails to write, and he has a headache as soon as he reads. He looks good, but how can he marry a good family without talent or virtue? Even if he is worried about him, he will be so worried about.

"Dad, I'm at home." Jiang Yi shook his legs indifferently.

When Li came in, he saw the father and son, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Zhuo turned to look at Li and said aggrievedly, "Look at your daughter..."

"..." No complaints, hey!

"Okay, okay, eat first, and finish the meal."
Chapter completed!