Madam Zhao scolded sternly.

Jia Cong said aloud: "Mom Zhao, today I am the master's baby. Jia Huan gave me a jar of good wine..."

"Master's baby?"

Mama Zhao smiled angrily and said sharply: "What does the master's birth have to do with you?

In previous years, you could still kowtow, but this year my wife gave me instructions early, so you should not be allowed to approach, and carefully ruin the master's mood.

I see, it’s the master who is afraid that you will dirty their floor!

Don’t urinate, see if you look like you, and whether you are the master’s life!

Other people's nannies can all get better today, and they can also share some money to eat wine.

But I became irrelevant!

I've been in trouble for eight lifetimes before I get into such a bad guy like you..."

Today, Jia She's birthday, in addition to the banquet for the two masters from the mansion, he had to hold another seat and invited many well-known slaves to have a drink.

Among them, there are many nannies in the Jia family.

Even Jia Huan's wet nurse, Madam Zhang, but Madam Zhao is not Madam Zhao.

The more powerful a house, the more you pay attention to face.

Mama Zhao felt that her face was about to be thrown away...

How could she not hate her?

A series of sarcastic and even humiliating abuse came from her.

Even though Jia Cong had a plan, he still felt harsh and harsh at this moment.

After cursing, the thirsty Madam Zhao saw that Jia Cong had no reaction at all, but just stood stupidly, feeling unresatisfied at all, and wanted to scold again.

But at this moment, she suddenly smelled a scent of tempting wine, and came to her nose...

She is already a very good thing in the cup, and she will always be fond of it whenever she is frustrated.

At this moment, I smelled a scent of wine that I had never smelled before, and my mood seemed to be getting better.

Madam Zhao had no intention of scolding Jia Cong and vented her anger. She turned her head and picked up the wine jar. She looked at it and couldn't tell what the wine smelled. She had never eaten such a sweet wine.

I couldn't wait, so I finally said, "I still want to be beaten, so just keep doing it! Let the master know that you are stealing wine, how many lives do you have? Bah!

Pretty!”

After saying that, he hurriedly left with wine.

Looking at the departure of Madam Zhao's back, Jia Cong slowly raised his head, his eyes calmed down...
Chapter completed!