Almighty is a real daughter, her vest has been torn down again

There's nothing wrong with that.

After getting a big deal, Mu Chen was willing to temporarily suppress the restlessness caused by the girl and leave it to the weekend to solve it.

The call lasted until Jiang Yining got off the car and then hung up.

During this period, I also had dinner with him.

There are only two days until the weekend, but Jiang Yining has already begun to look forward to that day.

However, what came faster than the weekend was the funeral notice from the Feng family.

On the afternoon of the next day after Qi Shiyun brought the news, the post was sent to Jiang's house.

Jiang Zhengxian, his wife and Bai Tinglan were all at home. It was just after lunch. They sat in the living room drinking tea and eating, and witnessed the absurdity of the Feng family for the first time.

Jiang Zhengxian laughed angrily.

"This Feng family is getting more and more outrageous!"

After glancing at it casually, she closed the post, put it back in the white envelope, and handed it to the housekeeper.

It's casual, and it's sent to someone, and the words you use make your attitude clear.

It is said that the Feng family attaches great importance to funeral rituals, but this zombie is full of perfunctory words. It is said that they do not pay attention to etiquette, but they make the whole city aware of the incident.

The signature is Feng Suyi's father, Feng Lizhang.

With his suit jacket hanging on his arm, he seemed to be in a good mood. He greeted the elders in the living room with a smile and walked towards his sister.

The last time he came to Jiang's house out of nowhere and talked nonsense was enough to make people unhappy.

"The amount of silk gold...?"

Chi Jing disagreed with this kind of random high-profile.

What is the relationship between the two families? Have you not learned enough about yourself yet?

However, before he got closer, he had already keenly noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere at home.

Except for the signature, all other text is printed in standard Song font.

Chi Jing took the post from the housekeeper and opened it.

But if you give me too little, I'm afraid that the Feng family will use it to make a fuss and attract people to talk about.

Chi Jing fell silent.

"On August 8rd, make a note of it, and then just send someone to deliver a piece of silk money."

No one has a serious problem, and he wouldn't be able to do this kind of thing!
unlucky!

At this time, Jiang Yihuang strode in from outside.

There is a big obituary at the top, followed by the main text, which is quite uniform and model-style. It states the family hosting the funeral and the location of the mourning hall. A large paragraph of text in the middle states the date of birth and death of the deceased. The age of death, etc., and finally the date of burial.

It’s also shameless to send funeral notes to strangers’ homes.

The housekeeper responded, paused, and then asked:

Of course it's not about money, but the Feng family's behavior is extremely unpleasant, and even an extra point would make people extremely unhappy.

"Why..." As soon as the words came out, he saw something in the butler's hand. He reached out and asked for it, "We also have it at home?"

He clicked his tongue.

"A few of my friends' homes also received it, and they were still talking about it before they came back."

Bai Tinglan took a sip of tea and answered his words casually:

“It doesn’t cost much to print a few posts.”

The implication is that the Feng family's behavior has been compared to distributing leaflets, and people are dispatched as soon as they are caught.

Jiang Yihuang read through the funeral notice as if he were watching a joke, and gave it to the housekeeper without forgetting to explain:
"Remember to burn this unlucky thing in a while."

The butler responded with a smile.

Jiang Yihuang took another long step forward and sat down next to his sister.

Bai Tinglan asked him if he had eaten yet. Jiang Yihuang threw away his coat, said "not yet", and asked again:

"Are you all upset just because of that thing?"

Chi Jing glanced at him helplessly, signaled Bai Tinglan to go to the kitchen to get food for the child, and then replied:
"How much money should I give you?"

Most of the juniors don't care about these trivial matters. When the old ones are gone, no matter how many "leaflets" come again, they can treat them as waste paper, crumble them into balls and throw them into the trash can, and pretend that it doesn't matter. . The two generations have different ideas, and Chi Jing does not intend to forcefully change the children's ideas.

Jiang Yihuang snapped his fingers.

"I know this question well and give it 101."

In an instant, everyone in the living room looked at him with strange eyes.

The custom of silk gold in Sijiucheng is to add one dollar after the odd integer and end it with zero one, which is auspicious.

But give me a hundred dollars...

These days, ordinary people don’t give like this anymore, right?

Jiang Yihuang naturally understood the eyes of the elders and shrugged casually and smiled.

"They are shameless, do we still need to give them face? I didn't get him two hundred yuan, and a bad thing will happen in pairs. In the long run, it has already given him a lot of face."

"Anyway, several of my friends decided to give it this way."

Chi Jing was delighted when he heard this.

"A few are together, that's great! I'll contact the others."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

She has to carry forward 101!
The troubles caused by the Feng family were solved, and everyone had no intention of continuing to talk about that unlucky family.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Zhengxian and Bai Lanting also went to work one after another.

The seafood noodles made for Jiang Yihuang in the kitchen were brought out. He had been hungry for a long time, so he didn't choose, he just sat there and ate happily.

Jiang Yining was drinking fruit tea next to him and watching him eat.

"Do you want it?"

Jiang Yihuang took a few bites and then moved the bowl an inch toward his sister, indicating that he could share some with her.

"……don't want."

Of course, Jiang Yihuang just asked symbolically. When she said she didn't want to eat, he moved the bowl back.

Jiang Yining: "..."

After the third brother had almost eaten, she asked casually:
"Brother, why are you coming home at this time?"

He must be very busy, so he can't get home in time for dinner. He is so busy and has to rush home, so he obviously has something to do.

"Looking for you."

Jiang Yihuang drank the last mouthful of noodle soup, pushed the bowl forward, then leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, and exhaled comfortably.

Some rude and random actions, done by good-looking people, will probably have a layer of filters attached to them.

Seeing his brother's calm and comfortable look, Jiang Yining also had a smile on his face.

"What do you want from me?"

Jiang Yihuang lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

"I knew it."

As he spoke, he suddenly straightened up, reached out and grabbed her hair, which was tied into a bun, and shook it randomly a few times.

The hair wasn't tied too tightly, and it showed signs of loosening after he fiddled with it a few times.

Jiang Yining said "Ah" and slapped his hand away hard.

She held the ball that was about to fall apart and jumped to the side, away from Jiang Yihuang, not forgetting to glare at him.

"Brother, you are almost thirty! Can you please stop doing such elementary school behavior!"

Jiang Yihuang's face darkened, and he corrected her through gritted teeth:

"It's my twenties and thirties, and I'm not even twenty-eight yet!"

Jiang Yining: "..."

So, do you think it’s okay for you to do this kind of thing when you are twenty-eight?
Xu knew the point of her rebuttal, Jiang Yihuang didn't even give her a chance to speak, and accused her:
"I know that in your heart, your second child is more important than me! But you can't forget to make your promise to me! Remember what you promised me first before you talk about anything else!"

Jiang Yining couldn't laugh or cry.

The second brother mentioned it himself, what does it have to do with her!
As for her promise——(End of chapter)