Yongzheng and I refreshed the tablet together

Chapter 51 Father and Son
But the things Father Jiang sent her were all of the best quality.

Jiang Ying opened the baggage and looked at it. Then he thought of something and asked Fourth Master, "Have you seen my baggage?"

The fourth master was drinking tea. He couldn't help but choked when he heard this, and said seriously: "Now I can tell the difference clearly between you and me. Let's do the math, are the shares you got as a side Fujin all because of Does it only belong to me?"

Jiang Ying hesitated for a moment and said, "I just wanted to ask."

She just bought six bags of snail noodles. She hasn't eaten this in days. She has it on hand but can't find an excuse to take it out and eat it. Who has experienced it?

Didn't Jiang Ying just want to take the opportunity to take out his own food and eat it?
How could he know that he would arouse the dissatisfaction of the fourth uncle?

Fourth Master: Well, Fourth Master is indeed very dissatisfied.

Jiang Ying put down the baggage and went to him to act coquettishly. The fourth master used his arms to pull him over and put him on his lap. He smiled and said, "I brought it directly to you. Do you think I am bored enough to want to see your private room?"

Jiang Ying looked into his eyes and shook his head.

Fourth Master smiled and said, "That's all. Let's go and see what specialties your father has brought."

Jiang Ying stood up and picked up the bundle again, and said, "I'm going to go to the back room to take a look, just in case something from my daughter's house hurts my eyes."

Nowadays, people think that women's menstruation is related to bad luck. Although Jiang Ying is not convinced, it does not prevent her from using this to block it now.

The fourth master, who could hear her voice completely, felt helpless. He smiled and waved his hands and said, "Go ahead."

Jiang Ying put the bundle on the bed. After a closer look, it turned out to be a private room. Among the many local specialties was a small jujube box. When he opened the small box, he saw that there was a 50-tael banknote and a handful of broken silver inside.

Based on the situation of the Jiang family when the original person was at home, Jiang Ying knew that these were probably the family's savings for several years, and now they were all in her hands, and she couldn't help but feel that she owed the original person more.

After thinking carefully for a while, Jiang Ying put the jujube wooden box together with the rewards she had received these days. She turned around and thought about how to take out the things she bought.

If all the plastic packaging on the outside of the snail noodles is removed, the noodles will be fine, and the noodle packets can also be wrapped in the current oil paper, but there is nothing you can do with the chili oil.

Jiang Ying hesitated for a long time and decided not to take it out. Since Fourth Master was not at home every day, he could eat it while he was away.

Fourth Master listened outside to see how she had hidden those good things from him, and felt quite dumbfounded.

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In a small inn in the outer city, Jiang Mowang had just had dinner with his classmates who had come to Beijing to take the exam together this time. He was sitting cross-legged on the bed with the window open and reading a book.

The boy opened the door in surprise and shouted: "Master, look who is here."

Jiang Mowan raised his head, his face showing joy: "Father."

Jiang Que walked in with his head lowered, and the two men in the same room stood up politely to greet him.

If this was just a Taoyuan County magistrate, they wouldn't need to be so polite. Juren was probably at the same level as the county magistrate, and it was a county that was beyond their reach, so there was no need to pay any attention to him.

However, Jiang Mowang's sister is now Xiangfujin in the fourth elder brother's house, and she has passed the Minglu Road in front of the emperor, so she cannot tolerate anyone not calling Jiang Que, a small county magistrate, "sir."

Jiang Que looked at the environment where his son was rushing to take the exam, turned around and said, "Come out for a walk."

The curfew in the Qing Dynasty was not too strict, and it was just after the imperial examination, so there was a huge flow of people outside the inn.

Jiang Que and his son were not obvious when walking among the crowd.

Both father and son were clothed in commoners and lived in extreme hardship and simplicity.

(End of this chapter)