Lin Jiayue never thought that one day, she would be called ridiculous by the pitiful Song Wan in her eyes.
Her complexion was mixed with green and white, and she was embarrassed and angry for a moment.
Seeing her like this, Song Wan said indifferently: "The next time you show off your power, come back after you find out more about it."
After she finished speaking, she left, causing Lin Jiayue to almost tear the handkerchief in her hand.
"Go find Aunt Li, tell her that Aunt Lin can't learn the rules, and then teach her what she can and cannot do."
Hengzhi nodded when he heard this and went to Fuhe Hall to look for Grandma Li.
She even said that she wanted the eldest son's legitimate wife to remarry, and Aunt Lin was afraid that she would get crazy together with the uncle.
Thinking of this, Heng Zhi quickened his pace.
After sending Lin Jiayue away, Song Wan sat alone in front of the desk and meditated. Aunt Zhao also heard what they said, and she calmed down to comfort Song Wan.
"Grandma, there's no need to argue with that little whore. A man's love for sex is just a thing to serve others with sex. When the old man's freshness is over, he will see how good the young lady is."
Lu Zhu frowned and said, "If the uncle loves sex, he should also love the color of the young lady. The young lady is much more beautiful than Aunt Lin."
"Yes, I don't know why I like Aunt Lin so much."
Vanilla was also puzzled and murmured something in a low voice. Song Wan blinked when he heard the words and raised his ears to listen.
Heng Wu thought about it for a while and suddenly realized: "I know this, I must like Aunt Lin's unruly, frivolous and dissolute appearance. The third master of our house likes actors and prostitutes very much, and those women are like Aunt Lin." In this way, he has the air of a small family that cannot be put on the stage."
"All day long, besides being sour and jealous, showing off my power in front of the third mistress, I also pester the third master. Now that I think about it, there are indeed men who like this."
"Bah, bah, bah, you're a prostitute. You're a little girl who hasn't even gotten married yet, and you don't have the guts to say anything. See if I don't..."
"Tear my mouth apart."
Heng Wu took over what Nanny Zhao said with a smile, and Nanny Zhao was so angry that she stepped forward and pinched her flesh.
Song Wan, on the other hand, was dumbfounded, secretly wondering if Jiang Xingjian really liked women who were tactless, frivolous and rude.
While she was thinking about something, Heng Zhi came back to report that the concierge had sent the post.
"Whose family is it?"
"This is a post from the Sun family, asking the lady to go to Zhitong Temple to worship the Buddha."
Hearing this, Song Wan smiled and said, "I thought the Sun family would return my favor. Now that I have an appointment, I think I have some concerns for the second master. Go and report to the old lady and tell me that I will go out tomorrow."
Heng Zhi was happy and hurriedly reported to Mrs. Jiang.
After all, it was Jiang Yan's marriage. Song Wan thought for a while and sent someone to the second room to inform Qingzhai.
When Jiang Yan returned home in the evening, he was slightly distracted after hearing about this incident.
"When Vanilla came to look for a slave today, Aunt Liu was also there. She asked a few questions and heard that Grandma rejected the Qi Mansion after Li Guogong. She was aggrieved all afternoon, saying that Grandma had chosen it for her master out of selfish motives. A lowly one."
"In the evening, we even went to Madam's courtyard. Madam couldn't bear to deal with this, so she pushed Aunt Liu to Grandma."
"She went looking for her?"
Qingzhai lowered his eyes and nodded, not daring to say the word 'her'.
Jiang Yan's face was full of irritation, and the depression in his eyes gradually became darker. Seeing that his hands couldn't stop shaking, Qing Zhai thought about it and retreated outside the house.
She stood by the door, and opened the door again when the room was quiet again.
The study room was in a mess, but Jiang Yan returned to his gentle appearance. Only the sickly crimson on his face caused by venting his manic depression showed that he was somewhat disturbed.
"Where is Liu Chengxiang working now?"
"Last month I went to Jiangnan with the manager of Yuxifang to sell goods."
Jiang Yan clenched his fists fiercely and his breathing became slightly short. Seeing this, Qing Zhai said: "Liu Liansheng, Aunt Liu's nephew, is currently working in the porcelain warehouse."
"Break his legs and ask him to tell Liu Zhuan to be more careful. Next time, Liu Chengxiang and his family will be sent to Nanjiang to guard the medicinal materials shop."
After saying that, Jiang Yan stood up and walked to Chef Hongmu.
Qingzhai only saw him rummaging through his robes, but he was never satisfied.
"I'm going out tomorrow?"
"Go to Zhitong Temple."
Qingzhai stepped forward and took out a cyan Sichuan brocade gown: "I think this one is more elegant."
"elegant?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yan took off his clothes and Qingzhai helped him put them on before stepping aside.
"He is truly elegant and profound, and has the demeanor of a gentleman."
His eyes were bright and he seemed very happy.
"Can you prepare a car at home tomorrow?"
Jiang Yanwen smiled and said, "No need."
Zhitong Temple is located on the outskirts of Beijing. It is not very prosperous but it is quiet and quiet. There is a mountain road specially designed for women. Therefore, the female relatives of all the families in Beijing are willing to come here to worship Buddha.
It's just that two rare guests came to Zhitong Temple today. When Xiao Jiye entered the bamboo forest wing, he was quite surprised.
"You are so good-natured today that you actually found me in such a pure place."
He looked up at Jiang Yan and sneered: "This is the first time I see you dressed like a dog."
Jiang Yan lowered his head and asked with a smile: "But you are quite dignified and elegant?"
"It feels like a beast dressed in clothes."
Xiao Jiye sat on the stone bench with a golden sword: "Why are you looking for me?"
He and Jiang Yan had some shady business, and they had been working together for five years in Xixi. Although they could not be said to have a life-long friendship, they could barely be said to be sincere.
"I heard that your brother is back, but has it delayed your attack?"
Jiang Yan shook his head. His temperament was unusually peaceful today. He slowly took out the chess boxes and placed them one by one: "Play a game with me."
Xiao Jiye raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand full of scars, picked up the sunspot and flicked it around.
Jiang Yan wasn't angry either. He was minding his own business. He didn't smile until someone heard voices in the side room next to the wall.
Seeing that he was focusing all his energy on the soft female voice, Xiao Jiye became interested and listened quietly to the conversation next door.
"I haven't seen Grandma Jiang for many years, and I never imagined that she would be so beautiful."
Song Wan handed the suitcase in his hand to the maid of the Sun family and said with a smile: "The last time I saw you was seven or eight years ago. I still remember the osmanthus candies you brought me."
"You kid, you have a very good memory."
Song Wan pursed his lips and smiled, as if what he had been waiting for the Sun family at the foot of the mountain for half an hour had never happened.
When discussing marriage, it is normal for a woman to hold a higher position to show her reserve, and she has nothing to dissatisfy.
"I've met Grandma Jiang."
A slim and graceful little girl saluted Song Wan. Song Wan turned around and saw that the Miss Sun family was lovely, charming and charming.
The little girl has a round face and a pair of big, watery eyes that are very cute. His eyes were full of shy smiles when he looked at people, and he liked Song Wan very much after just one glance.
She took a jade box from Heng Zhi and gave it to Miss Sun.
Upon seeing this, Mrs. Sun said: "This is too valuable, I really can't accept it."
Song Wan smiled softly: "I fell in love with Miss Sun when I saw her. I think my two sisters have some fate. Is there anything that my elder sister can't accept from my younger sister?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yan, who was separated by a wall, had a mixture of joy and sadness in his eyes.
