Chapter 332: Xiaoyu's identity

Ah Qiao walked in: "Girl, Ah Fu from Compassionate Hall is here and said that the old lady would invite you over."
"I see, let her wait."
Ah Qiao turned around to spread the word, but Jiang Yi was a little uneasy.
"Sister Si, it's not good for grandma's people to wait, you go quickly."
Jiang Si smiled indifferently, "A maid can't wait any longer?"
Get used to bad smells.
"It's not about the maid, grandmother—"
Jiang Si's face turned straight, and Liang Liang said, "It's okay to wait for grandma."
She must make it clear to her elder sister that this is Dongping Bofu, and his father is Dongping Bo. The eldest sister is not under the fence when she comes back, and she doesn't need to be cautious with the subordinates, even those in the grandmother's yard.
Jiang Yi was shocked by Jiang's attitude and stared at her blankly: "Sister Si, grandmother will blame..."
If it's because she let her sister be disliked by her grandmother, it's her sin.
Jiang Si laughed at the words.
"What is the fourth sister laughing?" Jiang Yi increasingly felt that his younger sister was different from what he had imagined.
Jiang Si stretched out his hand and held Jiang Yi's cold hand.
"Sister, don't worry, it's not that important for grandma to blame it."
Jiang Si suddenly felt that it would be nice to have a grandmother who has interests in everything.
In this world, it's really nothing to talk about money and benefits. The most troublesome thing is about feelings.
It’s so good to be like her grandmother, as long as she let her grandmother understand that she is useful, it doesn’t hurt to be presumptuous.
"Sister Si, I don't understand what you mean..."
Jiang Si patted the back of Jiang Yi's hand and stood up: "Sister, please play with Yanyan. I'll go to Cixintang."
Ah Fu was left hanging out, and it was inevitable that he felt a little frustrated.
She is the big maid next to the old lady, whoever sees her must be polite. This is the first time she sits on a cold bench.
But when she saw that girl with a cold face came out, the bit of resentment in Ah Fu's heart suddenly disappeared.
The four girls dared to yell at the Zhu family in the courtroom, and she couldn't afford to be a little maid.
Perhaps it is to verify the sentence that ghosts are afraid of evil people, Ah Fu almost conditioned to salute the girl who came by, and respectfully said: "Four girls, old lady, please go over."
Jiang Si nodded slightly and strode out.
Ah Fu bowed his head and followed until he walked out of the yard without even having his waist straight.
Standing at the window watching Jiang Si leave Jiang Yi thoughtfully.
"Mother, shall we live here in the future?" Yanyan held Jiang Yi's neck in her arms, raised her head and asked.
Jiang Yi lowered his head and smiled softly at his daughter: "Yes, we will live in your grandfather's house in the future."
"What about Dad? Can Dad come to live?"
Jiang Yi was silent for a long time and smiled at Yanyan: "Your father won't come to live. But mother will stay with Yanyan all day. Yanyan will accompany you when she wants to buy candied haws on the street, and Yanyan wants to see the sky bridge. The conjurer will also accompany you. Does Yanyan feel good?"
For the three-year-old girl, these are undoubtedly very attractive, Yanyan quickly nodded happily.
"Old lady, the four girls are here."
Mrs. Feng motioned to Ah Fu to withdraw, and suddenly attacked: "Si girl, do you still remember that I am your grandmother?"
"Of course the granddaughter remembers."
"Do you still have to lift the sedan chair when you come to Cixintang?"
Jiang Si did not answer this, and smiled and asked, "Grandma, have you seen the book of Yi Jue?"
"How about seeing it?" Mrs. Feng's vigorous anger eased a bit.
The eldest son took his sons and daughters to Shuntian Mansion to sue Zhu Jiayijue. Mrs. Feng had already sent someone to inquire about the situation, so the old lady was clear about Jiang's performance in court.
The bravery and sharp teeth of this girl far exceeded her expectations.
Because of this, she didn't know what kind of attitude to use to this granddaughter for a while.
"The granddaughter made a bet with the grandmother before, and the granddaughter seems to have won."
Mrs. Feng's face sank: "Why, do you still want to ask for a reward if you win? I remember that this bet is that I won't take care of your elder sisters and daughters in the future."
Jiang Si smiled and shook his head: "I dare not ask for a reward. The granddaughter just wants to tell my grandmother that I will win another bet."
"Ahem." Jiang Ancheng winked at Jiang Si frequently.
This silly girl, it's so easy to mention what this is doing, he still wants to talk to Xiaoyu about his life.
Mrs. Feng fixedly looked at Jiang and uttered three words: "I'm waiting."
When he got out of Cixintang, Jiang Ancheng walked forward with a black face.
One hand grabbed his sleeve.
"Father, are you angry?"
Jiang Ancheng ignored Jiang, walked a long distance before stopping suddenly, and said angrily, "I am your father, your marriage, I have to call the shots!"
"But I already made a bet with my grandmother."
"That's it." Jiang Ancheng is confident.
The eldest daughter has moved back home, and the book of righteousness has also been obtained, and there is nothing wrong with betting on the old lady.
"In short, don't you count this matter, you have to listen to me for marriage matters!" Jiang Ancheng pulled back his sleeves, "Go and accompany your eldest sister. There is still business to do for the father."
Don't think he didn't see it. On the way back to the Bo's House, she seemed to lift the curtains of the car to peek at Xiao Yu. This girl clearly liked Xiao Yu, and she was thinking about marrying a big family.
The children of those high-ranking families, how can Xiaoyu be reliable.
Jiang Ancheng waved goodbye to his daughter and went to the Flower Hall, and he couldn't help smiling when he heard the hearty laughter from the hall.
Seeing Jiang Ancheng coming in, Yu Jin got up: "Uncle."
Jiang Ancheng walked in with his hands behind his back: "Xiaoyu, sit down."
Take a look at his son: "What are you talking about?"
"Talk to Yu Qige about Jin Wuwei."
Jiang Ancheng nodded in relief.
Near Zhu is red, near Mo is black, since the son of the got closer to Xiaoyu, he really became more and more decent.
"How old is Xiaoyu this year?"
Yu Jin's heart jumped.
He likes to answer this question, and always feels that something good will happen.
"My nephew is eighteen years old." No matter how happy he was, Yu Jin still looked serious.
"Eighteen years old, a good age."
Yu Jin kept smiling.
Jiang Ancheng felt that he should be more reserved, so he sighed heavily.
"What's wrong with uncle?"
"Hey, Xiaoyu, you haven't gotten married yet, and you don't understand the feeling of being a father. I want to keep my second daughter for the rest of my life when the eldest daughter meets other people."
Yu Jin's expression became stiff, and he smiled dryly: "Uncle don't give up on choking, there are still good men."
"Really, how can it be?"
Yu Jin twitched his mouth.
Haven't you seen such a big good man?
"My nephew thinks it's good to have a couple of people for the rest of my life. One more person is not only troublesome, but also costly to raise.
Jiang Ancheng laughed loudly: "This is the truth!"
He said that he should still marry Xiaoyu, a man of ordinary but hardworking man who can live his life.
After talking with Yu Jin, Jiang Ancheng felt that Jiang's marriage could not be delayed, and turned around to make an appointment with Zhen Shicheng for tea.
"Brother Zhen, please have something to do today."
Zhen Shicheng listened with a teacup.
"Xiaoyu is your subordinate, I would like to ask you to inquire about their family's situation, and Xiaoyu's own meaning. If it is appropriate, I want the little girl to get married with him."
Zhen Shicheng looked weird: "Brother Jiang doesn't know Xiaoyu's identity?"