Group favorite Xiao Fubao: My father is nine thousand years old in Dongchang

Chapter 20 Jiao Di Di

Hmph, the more beautiful the girl is, the easier it is to cry, so cute.

No, he has to look after his elder brother and second brother, and he can't let the two of them be bullied by his sister.

After asking, Jiang Muyan also ran away.

At this time, a carriage passed by Jiang's house.

The young girl in the car pouted, and angrily threw the fan on the driver's back.

The coachman snorted dully, but dared not speak out.

The nanny in the carriage frowned, and patiently persuaded: "Miss San, how can you lose your temper casually as a lady?"

The young girl glared at her: "You slave, do I need you to talk about this lady? You are just invited by my mother to teach me how to behave, and you are not in charge of me. When this lady loses her temper, she will do it. Lose your temper, and no one will see."

Mammy's face twitched, and she felt depressed.

She was the foster mother invited by the Qian family, but she was not a servant of the Qian family, not a nine-year-old girl's turn to dictate.

Miss Qian San ignored the nanny, and lost her temper in the carriage, "Isn't she just a pensive woman? What's the big deal, brother Jiang didn't even talk to me, the only thing he was thinking about was his cousin."

Usually, Big Brother Jiang would escort her home, but not this time, and maybe not in the future.

Mammy was reprimanded by Miss Qian San just now, and she was still angry, so she didn't speak at this time.

The little girl Yin Xing said: "Miss, please don't be angry. I heard the master of the school talk today, saying that Miss Jiang from the Jiang family will come to the school to study in two days. When she arrives at the school, the lady can take good care of her. "

Miss Qian San's eyes lit up, "You still have a way, you're right, when she arrives at the school, I'll clean her up and warn her not to let her get too close to Brother Jiang, who belongs to me."

Gingko immediately held her hand and said, "Of course Young Master Jiang belongs to Miss, who else can be worthy of him except Miss."

Miss Qian San blushed, "That's not true, no one is worthy of Brother Jiang except this lady."

The two families always played together when they were separated. Everyone knew that she was going to marry Brother Jiang, and Shen Simian must not let it ruin her.

Mammy turned a deaf ear to the conversation between the two, but she thought to herself, the servants of the Qian family are also unruly, even encouraging the master to do bad things, even trying to plot against Si Chenye's daughter, isn't this courting death?
It's better not to make any money for the Qian family, so as not to cause any trouble later.

Jiang Xuqi ran to Mianmian's Mianxin Garden in a hurry, and saw his grandfather who had been cold-faced to them since childhood, with flowers of various colors on his head.

Immediately dumbfounded, is this still their ruthless grandfather?
Why does it look a bit like the head of an opera singing in an opera garden?
When Jiang Shangshu saw the eldest grandson from the corner of his eye, his expression turned cold, and he could feel the bone-chilling cold even from a long distance away.

Jiang Xuqi breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed that the person in front of him was their grandfather.

Mianmian was thinking about which flower would be suitable for her grandfather, when she saw her brother from the corner of the eye, she asked in surprise, "Is he my cousin?"

Jiang Shangshu glared at the unruly brat, he was so displeased that he had boasted so much about the brat just now, and he was a little unhappy, "Yes, he is your big cousin."

Mianmian greeted him happily, "Hi cousin, my name is Shen Simian, you can call me Mianmian."

Jiang Xuqi felt his heart was hit!
God, sister, why is she so good-looking.

Mianmian looked at Jiang Xuqi so stupidly, raised her head and asked, "Big cousin, what's wrong?"

Jiang Shangshu couldn't see it. He had expected his grandson to take care of his younger brother and cousin, but now he can't.

"Why are you so stupid? Don't talk, your cousin is talking to you, but I didn't hear you."

Jiang Xuqi was pulled back from his thoughts by Jiang Shangshu's roar, touched his head, and said rather embarrassedly: "Hi cousin, my name is Jiang Xuqi, you can call me big cousin."

Mianmian smiled sweetly, and Li Woqian said, "Big cousin."

Jiang Xuqi seemed to be stepping on cotton, his heart fluttered, "Oh."

Jiang Xuanlin ran a little slower, and held his elder brother out of breath: "cousin... where is cousin?"

At this moment, a crisp laughter came from beside my ears, "Hehe, grandpa, he is so funny, his face is blurred."

Jiang Shangshu was so angry that his beard was blowing up: "What's the matter with you? How can you be so unruly in front of my sister?"

It's just that one or two are ignorant on weekdays, Mianmian came to Jiang's house for the first time today, why is she so ignorant, what if Mianmian dislikes them and doesn't want to come to Jiang's house in the future?
Jiang Xuanlin was dumbfounded when he saw Mianmian at first sight. He was already a tiger-headed tiger-brained man, but when he smiled, he looked even more simple and honest, looking a little stupid.

"This is my cousin, she looks really good-looking, as soft and soft as a big steamed bun."

Mianmian has been fed by the supervisor of ceremonies for a month, and she walked around for a while. She didn't think she was fat at first, but she felt a little wronged when she heard Jiang Xuanlin say that.

"I'm not a big bun."

Seeing that his granddaughter was upset, Jiang Shangshu patted his second grandson on the head angrily, not even letting go of his eldest grandson.

Jiang Xuqi looked at Jiang Shangshu with a puzzled expression, it was fine to hit his younger brother, why did he hit him?

He didn't say anything.

Jiang Shangshu didn't care about that: "I see you upset my sister, go and apologize to my sister."

Although Jiang Xuanlin looks thick-headed and tiger-headed, he is not stupid at all. He quickly ran up and held Mianmian's hand, "Sister, don't be angry, I didn't say you are fat."

Although he is young, he knows that every girl, from seventy to eighty, down to three or four, doesn't like being called fat.

Mianmian: "..."

"No, no, you are not fat at all, I mean you look as soft as a steamed bun."

Mian Mian looked at him with red eyes: "Aren't you really saying I'm fat?"

"Of course not. Although you look like a steamed bun, you are not fat at all."

Mianmian: "..."

Jiang Shangshu: "..."

This brat used to be quite good at making girls happy, but how could he be so speechless when he came to his sister?

Jiang Shangshu hurriedly picked up Mianmian and pinned his hopes on his third grandson.

Jiang Muyan came late, and as soon as he walked in, he saw the elder brother and the second brother who were being punished in the corner, and instantly lost his affection for the younger sister who looked like a glutinous rice dumpling.

"grandfather."

Jiang Shangshu heaved a sigh of relief, he finally had a grandson who could handle him, he cheerfully introduced to Mianmian: "Don't be afraid, Mianmian, this is your third cousin."

Mianmian was still struggling with whether she was fat or not, and she showed Jiang Muyan a smile that was uglier than crying.

Jiang Muyan shuddered, and thought to herself: My sister really likes to cry and make trouble.

It seems that he has to stay away from his sister in the future.

Jiang Shangshu hurriedly said, "Tell me, is your cousin not fat at all?"

This is not fat?

Jiang Muyan didn't want to speak against his conscience, but because of his grandfather's coercion, he thought for a while and said: "My cousin is not fat, at most she is a little rich."

Jiang Shangshu glared at the third grandson.

Unexpectedly, Mianmian just laughed, "Mianmian said, Mianmian is not fat at all, so this is called richness."

Jiang Muyan: "..."

Jiang Shangshu silently took what he wanted to say.

"Mianmian, didn't you say that you have gifts for your three brothers?"

As soon as Mian Mian was reminded by Jiang Shangshu, she remembered it instantly, and hurried back to the room, and took out three paintings from a small box.

Jiang Xuqi Jiang Xuanlin smiled happily when he received the painting.

Although it is just a painting, it was painted by my sister.

It was Jiang Muyan's turn, and he took it perfunctorily. He only said thank you, then rolled up the paper and carried it behind his back.

Although Mianmian is small, she has been very keen in living in the palace since she was a child.

Her little hands froze, and a gloomyness flashed across her eyes.

Jiang Muyan happened to see it too, and was very annoyed in her heart. Although her sister was a bit annoying, it was wrong for her to do so.

Just when he hesitated to say something.

Jiang Xuanlin yelled: "It seems to be a unicorn sword."

"Really, it looks like a unicorn sword, and there is a unicorn pattern on it. Where did you get this picture, cousin?"

(End of this chapter)