Fast time travel: save the love brain project

Tong Jialin, who only ate a steamed bun at night, was so hungry that he couldn't sleep over and over again. He couldn't figure out why his sister would throw himself in such a place, and that damned tigress dared to whip himself with bamboo. Grandma Erniang killed them all, all of them.

But Tong's parents don't know about their son's current situation at all, and they are having dinner together warmly at the moment.

"Oh, I don't know if Lin'er eats well there, but he likes to eat this fish the most."

Looking at the sentimental mother Tong, Jiang Muyun could think that the reason why Tong Jialin was able to be raised and disabled was mostly because of the doting of his parents.

"Emiang, don't worry, although the master over there is strict, I have taken care of it, and I can't lose him for food and clothing, and my younger brother has a big forehead. In the future, our Tong Mansion will always be handed over to him. If you don't stand up, what should you do in the future? You can't let Ama and you worry about it for the rest of your life!"

Although Tong Agui loved her son, she also felt that what her daughter said was reasonable.

"Yeah, don't worry about it. I think Yuxiu is right. It's time for Jialin to practice on her own. Besides, can her own daughter harm her own brother?"

The father and daughter sang together and succeeded in reassuring Tong's mother.

"By the way, Empress, is the Empress going to hold a banquet recently?"

"Where did you hear that?" Mrs. Tong was in a daze. She didn't receive any post or anything. Could it be that other houses have them?impossible!

"How did you know?"

Tong Agui looked at Jiang Muyun with a puzzled expression, and he also vaguely heard something.

"I guessed, Xingdaigege is raised under the empress's lap, and it should be the age to talk about marriage, and the empress is probably in a hurry."

"Oh, that's not bad!" Mrs. Tong suddenly became anxious, and dropped her chopsticks, "Then why don't you call Jialin back soon!"

Jiang Muyun couldn't help feeling helpless in her heart, it's true that her own child is delicious even if it's shit, and I don't look at Tong Jialin like that, is it from Princess Shang? It would be embarrassing to pull it in. The inside can only be the back-running foil of the leading actor.

It is still the kind of cannon fodder that can no longer be cannon fodder.

In the final analysis, the most difficult thing for people is to recognize their own mediocrity, and to recognize the mediocrity of their children.

"Emiang, do you think Jialin can become a princess?"

"Why not? Your younger brother is not bad. If you want to look good, you can turn your mind quickly. If the princess takes a fancy to it, it will be a matter of glory!"

This person started to fantasize before even writing his horoscope. Unfortunately, Jiang Muyun's duty is to make her realize the reality.

"Emiang, where do you think Tong Jialin's martial arts rank among the Eight Banners?"

Speaking of this, Tong Agui couldn't help laughing, "As far as your brother's three-legged cat kung fu is concerned, I can only show it to see, I am afraid that ordinary servants can beat him."

"What about learning? What about literary talents? Do you have a serious official position?"

The two elders shook their heads straight after asking each sentence, it seems that they still recognize their son very clearly!
"None of these. If it's about appearance, it's not one-on-one. If you don't talk about it, even if the princess is really blind to Tong Jialin, what do you think he did in the past? Wouldn't the emperor and empress know how to investigate? After finding out, Long Yan was furious, and Ama wouldn't be ignorant of the consequences for our family!"

"No way, how can it be so serious!"

Mrs. Tong was still a little unwilling, but Tong Agui glared at her, "A woman's opinion, no one knows what kind of virtue your son is. If he goes to the palace banquet, he will be ashamed, and if he offends the emperor, I'm afraid The consequences are much more serious than this! What a loving mother but a loser!"

Fortunately, there is still someone in this family who can understand the situation.

"Yuxiu, don't listen to your mother-in-law, just let your brother stay in that academy!"

"Ama, I know. By the way, Er Niang, I will also go to the palace banquet at that time, and there is no confirmation at this time. Don't let it slip, so as not to lead to a murderous disaster."

On the other side, Song Liancheng, who was finally redeemed by his mother looking for relationships everywhere, still ran into Fucha Hengtai.

She is sad, because of this mess up, the grandma of the orphanage is still gone, and she has not even seen her for the last time, but for the sake of those children in the orphanage, she has to cheer up and work hard to make money for those children .

So Fucha Hengtai, who needed a woman as a bait to arrest the flower pickers, approached her.

"Twelve."

"Can not be done!"

"20 taels."

"I really can't do it!"

"50 taels."

"Okay, deal, bring the silver."

Just looking at her philistine appearance, Fucha Hengtai felt a little disdain in his heart.

The reason why I found this woman was because I saw that she would cheat, and she was not a quiet woman at first sight, so I happened to use it as a bait for flower pickers.

In the process of arresting the flower picker, Liancheng was almost captured by the flower picker. Fortunately, Fucha Hengtai came in time and rescued her.

The moment his eyes met, Lian Cheng didn't know that he had already put this man in his heart.

In the subsequent relationship, Fucha Hengtai also discovered that the woman in front of him was not the vicious woman he thought, but a kind and intelligent woman, just like the white jasmine flower, his little jasmine.

The two fell in love unknowingly.

But in this life without Tong Jialin's molestation and robbery, these things of the two of them have not been exposed, and Fucha Hengtai has not encountered family law because of his fight with the National People's Congress in the brothel.

They played with the children together, shuttled together in the rapeseed field, hugged and talked about their love.

They also built a secret hut between them beside the flower field and at the stream.

Here is the testimony of their love.

When Jiang Muyun knew about it, she just wanted to lament the power of the plot, no matter what, they will always love each other.

Without Tong Jialin, there would be Li Jialin, Wang Jialin, the land of fireworks in the brothel, would there be fewer guests? Liancheng, who works in the brothel, still meets customers who fancy her and want to overpower the king.

It's a pity that Fucha Hengtai was sent to suppress the bandits, and there was no one who could protect her.

In order to protect her, the adoptive mother was killed in the end. The candlestick burned the curtain, and the whole brothel was burned down.

When Jiang Muyun passed by Shuntian Mansion in a sedan chair, he heard only a singing of grievances. Although it didn't rhyme, the mournful and soft singing made everyone form a circle.

Opening a corner of the curtain, I saw Song Liancheng, who was as weak as a little white flower, kneeling there in a white skirt.

"It looks like Jiang Yichen has come out!"