"Brother Huan, you mean, you were all pretty good, you were not paralyzed anymore. It was the old maggot who forgot to catch you up and you almost drowned?"

Aunt Zhao said angrily. ※%

Bai He, Xiao Jixiang and Xiao Que were stunned by the side, while Bai He suddenly became bright.

Xiao Jixiang looked around and was full of jealousy: Xiao Niangsai, didn’t she just rely on her height to pick up the third master one step ahead of time?

If I hadn't grown up yet, would it be your turn?

Aunt Zhao also woke up and took Bai He's hand and was so intimate. Although she didn't say a word thank you, she promised many benefits.

For example, she wears the remaining clothes, the jewelry she wears, and the unused rouge...

These are all the skills she learned from Mu Jia and Mrs. Wang.

After a few polite things, Aunt Zhao looked at Jia Huan who was eating voraciously and said, "Brother Huan, don't bother you anymore. Today, I'm really scaring you to death. Look at the eyes of our mothers, I'm almost crying for you."

Jia Huan looked up and glanced around. Seeing that everyone's eyes were red and swollen, his heart was warm, and he said with a smile: "Mom, in the future, you will think that good people will not live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years. Do you think your son is a good person or a disaster?"

"You are a disaster!"

Not only Aunt Zhao, but also Xiao Jixiang and Bai He, even Xiao Que said in unison.

Jia Huan glanced at her slightly red eyes, was slightly stunned, and then lowered his head and started to swallow it.

After a few ladies laughed for a while, Aunt Zhao was still worried and said, "Brother Huan, can you not stop practicing martial arts? Mom said that practicing this is more difficult than studying and becoming a Jinshi. Why do you think you are having trouble? If you have this ambition and study hard, won’t you be a high-ranking official in the future? Your father is also happy..."

Jia Huan sighed secretly, and couldn't tell them how turbulent the situation in the court would be in the future. Not to mention that he could not become a civil servant, even if he succeeded, it would probably be useless. If a civil servant wanted to be promoted, he would have to spend time to earn his qualifications...

Jia Huan said: "Mom, my son's most dangerous level has passed now. I'm giving up now. I'm in vain for the loss before? Don't worry, if there is a little danger, I won't continue to practice anymore. Now, it's a smooth journey."

Aunt Zhao shook her head, looked at Jia Huan with complicated eyes, and said earnestly: "Brother Huan, what's the use of you even if you practice martial arts? Where can you think of that position? Mom is just a..."

"mother!"

Jia Huan interrupted Aunt Zhao, took the veil handed over by Bai He, wiped the corners of his mouth, looked up and showed a sunny smile, and said, "Mom, my son is not thinking about anything. No matter what is in this world, it is not something that can be obtained by thinking about it. If you think about it, you will do nothing every day, just think about it with your brain."

After saying that, he changed his voice and advised: "Mom, I promise you that this kind of thing will never happen again in the future, and you will never be scared. Lao Jiao is old and his mind is not good, but this kind of thing can only happen once at most, and I will only allow him to happen once... The road ahead will not be so difficult. Mom, you can be your chief wife with peace of mind."

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she looked at Jia Huan's mature and firm expression that was extremely inconsistent with her age, and felt uncomfortable.

I thought I could no longer cause difficulties for my child, but...

Seeing that Aunt Zhao wanted to speak but stopped, she looked at Xiao Jixiang again. After seeing Xiao Jixiang say silently, Jia Huan frowned slightly and said unhappily: "Mom, is that woman from Qian Qi's family here to find you again? She is so ignorant of life or death?"

Aunt Zhao burst into tears when she heard this and cried, "Brother Huan, if you don't like your uncle...If you don't like Qian Qi, let him go back. Why ask him to come to the village to suffer this? Your aunt... Liu said that Qian Qi would vomit every day after he went back to the house, and he would almost vomit out his bitter gall, and it would be green water in the end. If this continues, Qian Qi will definitely vomit to death. Brother Huan, no matter what, he is... he is also his mother's elder brother."

Jia Huan held Aunt Zhao's hand and said, "Mom, Qian Qi has been doing this small business for too long, and is too slippery by nature. He values ​​profit over righteousness. If he is willing to separate the boundaries from us, don't do such unscrupulous and cheating business under the name of my Jia family in the future. He will go wherever he loves.

But without the reputation of our Jia family, he can survive without the business. He has made too much money without his conscience by relying on the banner of the Jia family over the years and using the pawnshop to make too many conscience-free money. I don’t know how many people he offended.

He dares to collect things in the alley on Duke Street in Xicheng, but it’s fine if the Jia family is the only one. But in addition to our Jia family, he also collects things in several other Dukes and Marquis’ mansions. How ignorant is he?

He himself knew and understood what would happen without the protection of the Jia family. Therefore, he would rather come to the village to do those dirty work than beg for nothing to get in touch with us.

It is precisely because he is my mother's brother that my son is willing to give him a chance to do some dirty work and grind his slick temperament. Otherwise, the son would not care about his life or death, even if he would let him fend for himself outside.

If I don’t clean his dirty bones, how dare I use him in the future? He will be sold to you in a blink of an eye?"

Aunt Zhao didn't know so much. When Jia Huan said this, she was stunned. After thinking for a while, she said, "He doesn't dare? He dares to sell you?"

Jia Huan shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I don't want to take risks. I can't take risks for a while. Mom, you won't believe me if I say too much now. Just think about it, if something goes wrong, how many people will suffer with you? Mom, you are the first to suffer with you.

My son is working hard for his life, for his mother, for his father, for his sister, for his Xiao Jixiang and Bai He, and there are many people who put their hopes on me, believe in me, and submit to me.

Mom, I didn’t want to tell you this, these are all things that men who support the door should do. But I’m afraid that you will be too kind and soft-hearted, and will be taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives, and in the end you will harm ourselves. It’s too late to regret it.”

Aunt Zhao stared at Jia Huan in a daze, not calling him "a sin that makes one's heart" or "a seed of no luck" like she had refused before. She really felt that her son suddenly grew up, became sensible, had responsibility, and could support the door.

I don’t know if it’s a relief or a sourness, but in short, Aunt Zhao’s tears flowed down.

Seeing this, Jia Huan suddenly became angry. He thought that his words made Aunt Zhao sad.

Just as she didn't know how to explain it, Aunt Zhao suddenly knocked on his head, took Xiaoque's veil and wiped her tears, and said, "You are young, don't think so much about your head, otherwise you'll lose your hair and become a bald man early. It's hard to find a wife for you... Xiao Jixiang, you are so proud, no matter how strong you are, you don't have a single fart. The girl who hasn't even lost her yellow hair, she's still straightened her chest, bah!

Okay, I'm gone, Brother Huan, what do you do if you like. Anyway, I'll just say one thing, if there is another thing today, don't talk about martial arts anymore, unless you kill me with the knife your father gave you, it will be better than me in the future, the white-haired man will give me a black-haired man..."

After saying that, Aunt Zhao twisted her waist and took Xiaoque away.

Jia Huan looked at Aunt Zhao's figure and realized that at some point, my butt-twist posture was no longer so fashionable... not so exaggerated.

"Ouch!"

After Aunt Zhao left, Jia Huan looked at Bai He, then looked at Xiao Jixiang, and suddenly fell to the kang, shouting "Misfortune": "Bai He, Xiao Jixiang, I'm going to faint again, hurry, who will give me a first aid..."

When Bai He heard this, his pretty face turned red and he gave Jia Huan a look in shame.

But Xiao Jixiang turned his round eyes, suddenly took off his shoes and threw himself onto the kang, and threw himself on Jia Huan, and said in panic: "Third Master, Third Master, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Do you need first aid?"

Jia Huan really wanted to continue, but he didn't think he was his grandson, but Xiao Jixiang rushed too hard just now and almost knocked him out.

Without time to pay attention to Xiao Jixiang's performance skills comparable to the eighth-rate actress queen, Jia Huan screamed and reached out to Bai He and said, "Bai He, help me!"

After a storm, the Jia family village returned to normal order. What should we do?

But in my spare time, there are always a few unreasonable women discussing in private, the little, little bird of the owner Jia...

...

"Oh, isn't this Manager Zhao? Are you here too?"

At the door of Jiajiazhuangzi, a middle-aged man walked down an exquisite carriage and bowed to another middle-aged man opposite him and greeted him.

"Manager Liu, has this Mr. Wang invited you too?"

When the man called Manager Zhao saw this person, he happily bowed his hand and smiled.

Manager Liu said: "No, I said I would like to ask for it once. But it was not in the whole building, but in his village."

Manager Zhao frowned and said, "I heard that their farm is buried in it, and the whole farm is filled with the smell of livestock..."

Manager Liu laughed and said, "Hey, that's all old calendars. It is said that it has changed a lot now. I guess, the purpose of the old man Wang this time is to let us see..."

Manager Zhao said disdainfully: "What's there to see about this? Isn't it just a broken farmhouse? Even if a new house is built, what can we do? We have never seen any kind of luxury house in the master's house, and we still care about their broken farmhouses?"

Manager Liu shook his head, looked at the flat and neat concrete road under his feet, and exclaimed: "That's not the case. I won't say that, but the house is like this paved cement road is worth a good look. Manager Zhao, tell me, what is the idea of ​​this third master of the Jia family? Do you want to sell cement?"

Manager Zhao thought for a while and shook his head, "No, if he wanted to sell it, he would have sold it long ago. Last time, those merchants spoke up and wanted to help sell cement. Wasn't they rejected? Manager Liu, you are a person who is useful in the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion and is knowledgeable. Tell me, what is the idea of ​​this third master who was driven out of Duke of Rongguo Mansion?"

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