Jia Huan naturally didn't know what happened on the official road just now. He was taking off his gray and torn clothes, and then threw the clothes to Xiao Jixiang and said, "Go and return this clothes to Guo Gouzi's mother. This is the clothes that Guo Gouzi only wore during the Chinese New Year."

Xiao Jixiang raised his fingers and picked up a corner of his clothes in disgust, intending to just lift it out and throw it to others.

As a result, Jia Huan held his forehead with a slight and heavy finger, and said with a smile: "Xiao Jixiang, we may not like others. When we meet someone we don't like, we can ignore others, but we cannot dislike others, and we cannot humiliate others. This is not for their own good, but we cannot make our own style vulgar."

Xiao Jixiang could understand nothing and muttered, "What? Just ask me to give the clothes well and say it's good. Those who don't understand are all blamed for the little vixen, who makes the third master weird..."

As he said that, he made a face at Jia Huan, and then ran away with his calf.

Seeing this, Jia Huan laughed in silence...

"Oh! Brother Huan, are you back?"

Aunt Zhao's voice suddenly sounded at the door, and then she pushed the door open without any obstacles.

Jia Huan looked at Aunt Zhao speechlessly and said, "Mom, I'm about to change my clothes to see you. How can you come to see me as a son first? What does it look like when it is spread..."

It’s not that Jia Huan has become vulgar, but that it is really in this era when ethics are strict and law-abiding. If people are actually demoted in filial piety, it’s really not a joke.

Aunt Zhao didn't care at all and said contemptuously: "What, Mr. Jia San, has returned home and become a noble man? Don't pretend to be garlic to me, what did your father say?"

Jia Huan said lazily: "My father said he would take time to come to the village to see us, so that you can pay attention to your health and not worry about it. By the way, he also wrote you a letter, huh, where did you throw it away..."

Originally, Jia Huan was going to joke with Aunt Zhao to liven up the atmosphere, but when he saw Aunt Zhao's face was full of bad habits and his almond eyes were full of murderous intent, he immediately smiled dryly and said, "Mom, just kidding, the letter written by my father is no different from the imperial edict to his son! Think about it, if you lose the imperial edict, you will be beheaded."

Aunt Zhao's face was a little better, but her tone was still bad: "Stop pulling your mother's shame, bring it up!"

But Jia Huan laughed dryly again, touched her arms for a long time but couldn't find anything, Aunt Zhao's face became even more ugly.

This time, Jia Huan was not joking to liven up the atmosphere. He really forgot where to put the letter...

Just as Aunt Zhao was about to explode, Jia Huan suddenly slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "Look at my memory, I believe it in the package."

After saying that, he quickly turned to the kang, took a green package from the kang, opened it, and took out a wrinkled letter from it.

Aunt Zhao was about to get angry again when she saw this. Jia Huan hurriedly said, "Mom, do you think your father is almost confused? What's the use of writing a letter to you? You don't know the words..."

"Bang!"

"Brother Huan, are you being evil today? Why do you think you are always trying to die?"

Aunt Zhao's secret test.

Jia Huan laughed dryly and said, "Maybe the people in the palace were too reluctant to keep me when they left the palace, so I would feel a little restless."

"Get it out, don't talk nonsense. Whoever is so seldom in it, please bring it out!"

Aunt Zhao stretched out her right hand impatiently and said.

Jia Huan was stunned and said inexplicably: "Didn't you give it to you?"

Aunt Zhao spat and said, "I'm talking about money! Before you go back to the house, you went to the house and borrowed such a broken skin. Isn't it just to cheat more money? Can you hide it from me? I really didn't expect you to be more smart than me. I just plan to let you go back with a black charcoal head. Who would have thought you could have thought of this..."

Jia Huan said politely: "Mom, is this worth it? Compared with you..."

"Stop talking, take it out quickly, how many are there?"

Aunt Zhao may be very angry today and did not cooperate with Jia Huan to liven up the atmosphere, so she went straight to the topic.

Jia Huan threw the package containing the silver and notes on the table and said, "It's all here, there are more than 2,000 taels in total. If we save some flowers, we can spend hundreds or eighty years."

Aunt Zhao rarely rushes to the package of silver, but looks at Jia Huan with a sceptic look on her face and says, "Brother Huan, you are so bad today. What's wrong? Is someone laughing at the house?

Isn't it that I said you, you were originally a product that was beaten by thousands of people in the mansion, but now you will be beaten with another one. As for? We now have our own farm and so much money for ourselves. You bastard, even have two concubines. If you make someone scold me, just scold me! What's the point?"

Jia Huan looked at Aunt Zhao angrily and amusedly, and said, "Mom, my son just feels that he has grown up a little, and is ready to change his style and take the mature and steady route. It's nothing."

Aunt Zhao's tears were almost falling, and she was about to cry and said, "Brother Huan, don't scare my mother. Is this a time to go out and get mad? You are a seven-year-old child, who is mature and steady! Those who are mature and steady are all high-ranking officials. You don't expect you to be the slaughter for your mother. As long as you are laughing, happy, and live a tall and strong life as before."

Jia Huan felt warm when he heard this, and then laughed: "Mom, are you so happy? Son knows that you are still not satisfied with being motivated?"

Aunt Zhao gave Jia Huan a angrily glance and said, "What do you mean to know how to be motivated? What do you mean to be ashamed? I heard from Daopa Ma that many young ladies from wealthy families were only slaughtered after they became monks."

Jia Huan felt even more funny when he heard this and said, "Mom, I am only seven years old this year. I have found two concubines in the reserve. Isn't this a heart-warming thing?"

Aunt Zhao was dissatisfied and said, "Then why did you give so much money to your mother? A few days ago, you ran to my room at midnight every day to steal the money. Why did you not get moved when you saw such a large amount of money? Are you not so sad? "

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Mom, my son just lacks some money to start. He knocked on the money and started a sum. He will send another money in the past two days. It's almost enough. Please keep these silver mothers. If you have nothing to do, call Xiaoque and take a few women to the city to shop and buy some jewelry. If you are too lazy to move, give the silver to Bai He..."

"Bah! Be your mother's dream of spring and autumn! Which tablet should she be? Let me give her the money?!"

Before Jia Huan finished speaking, Aunt Zhao said angrily.

Jia Huan said speechlessly: "I mean, Bai He knows how to design jewelry. You can tell her what you want, and she knows what you can turn it in three or five steps. After she designed it, there will be silversmiths who can carve jewelry in our farm. This is called private customization, which is much more high-end than buying jewelry shops in the city."

When Aunt Zhao heard this, her eyes shone brightly and said, "Bai Yatou still has this ability?"

Jia Huan laughed and said, "How is it, your son has a good attitude, right?"

Aunt Zhao hummed twice and said, "You'd better not tell your father about her identity, otherwise you'll look good. By the way, since you don't lack money, why should you go back to your house to ask for money?"

Jia Huan said speechlessly: "Mom, it's obvious that you urged me to go home and pretend to be pitiful and ask for money. If you don't do it, you can do it or be happy. You will naturally need to take more money."

Aunt Zhao suddenly frowned and said, "Son, I heard from Xiaoque and a few other mothers say that your set seems to be really good. If you do it, you may really make money. You are getting money from the mansion now. If your business grows bigger in the future, will they..."

Jia Huan looked at Aunt Zhao in surprise when he heard this. He really didn't expect Aunt Zhao to think of this.

"Look at your mother!"

Seeing Jia Huan's strange eyes, Aunt Zhao cursed angrily.

Jia Huan laughed and said, "Mom, I'm watching you! Ahem, mom, don't worry about it, be your boss and enjoy the happiness of the old lady. Regardless of whether I take this money or not, if they really want to make a decision in the future, do you think it's difficult? My father speaks, the old lady speaks, can I say no?"

Aunt Zhao became even more anxious when she heard this and said, "Why? It's obviously..."

Jia Huan shook his head helplessly and said, "Mom, because my son's surname is Jia, if I want to achieve great results, I cannot do without this surname. Why do you think Qian Qi is willing to give me money? Isn't it just that I want to continue using the word Jia on my son's forehead? But you don't have to worry, they won't be able to make a fool of their son in the short term. These nobles, who are self-reliant and have good face, will not make a fool of me for the time being."

Aunt Zhao suddenly exhaled and looked at Jia Huan and said, "Son, I still said the same thing. I don't have to be an official or a rich man. It's great as it is now. We have food, clothing, money and people to serve us. Now we don't have to set rules for others. If you want to study, read some books and read some words. If you don't want to, the master is far away from you, and you won't care about you. You will be satisfied with your child every day, as long as you are a good mother. You are young, don't have to think about so many things."

Jia Huan felt warm again when he heard this. He took Aunt Zhao's hand and said warmly: "Mom, no wonder people say that a kind mother defeats her son..."

"Bang!"

"I beat you to death, a traitor, I don't care. I'll do whatever you want. But I'll make sure you don't want to fight the idea of ​​the 2,000 taels of silver your father gave when he left the house. That's the silver that I prepared for you for the bottom of the box. If my mother has a... you can have a support. Okay, I won't talk to you, and I'll go back to the room and make shoes for you, the maggot-hearted villain."

After saying that, Aunt Zhao twisted her waist and walked out.

Jia Huan shouted quickly: "Mom, you haven't taken the money yet."

Aunt Zhao waved the handkerchief in her hand without looking back and cursed: "Leave it for you, I won't let you lose it completely. I'm worried about you, a bastard, but I don't know how to give up. I've been in trouble for eight lifetimes. I've encountered such a seed of no luck..."

When Jia Huan heard such a familiar scolding again, the smile on his face was extremely bright and warm.

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ps: Try to change the writing style...
Chapter completed!