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Sister-in-law Ding Xiang's face turned ugly: "I'm talking about the third younger brother and sister, the children are not sensible, can't you be more tolerant?"

Gu Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Should I be more tolerant?" Then he raised his chin and pointed at Jiang Xiaoshan, who was quietly stretching out his chopsticks, and sneered: "Am I not tolerant enough?"

Seeing the situation, Jiang Xiu directly gave Jiang Xiaoshan a pair of chopsticks, and Jiang Xiaoshan's tears fell from the pain.

He covered his head and cried aggrievedly to Mrs. Jiang: "Miscellaneous! Dad, he beat me!"

Mrs. Jiang was so distressed that she pointed at Jiang Xiuyuan's nose and scolded: "You bully Xiaoshan when you have no ability! Do you think I'm dead?!"

Jiang Xiuyuan was so scolded by his mother that he could not lose his face: "Mother——"

Mrs. Jiang's expression was ugly: "Don't call me mother! I don't have a useless son like you!"

After saying that, she pulled Jiang Xiaoshan away directly.

Seeing this, Ding Xiang also ran away, leaving Jiang Xiuyuan alone and the second room and his family watching the fun.

Jiang Huagen has been a transparent person for so long and came out at the right time to smooth things over.

He said with a kind face: "Brother, Xiaoshan is eight years old this year. He is not young anymore. Since the third brother and sister want you to pay, then pay! It's only about one yuan."

What he said sounded nice, but it was actually Jiang Xiuyuan who knocked out his teeth and swallowed his blood.

Jiang Xiuyuan didn't look good when he heard that. In the end, he still paid Gu Zhi a dollar for the sake of face.

Gu Zhi didn't want it. He stretched out his hand to push the money back and waved it: "Educate your children well in the future. Forget it this time."

Jiang Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and then said with gratitude: "Yes! The third brother and sister said so."

In his heart, not having to lose money is better than anything else!

After lunch, Jiang Xiuyuan taught the children to read English.

Jiang Meihua, the second sister-in-law's daughter, is a little over seven years old, and is about the age to go to elementary school.

She listened to Sanxiao, who was younger than her, read words she didn't understand, with confusion on her face.

She raised her head and asked Jiang Huagan: "Dad, what are they talking about?"

Jiang Huagan didn't understand either, but it didn't stop him from showing off his authority in front of his daughter.

He smiled and said, "They are chanting sutras. When you listen to them, it feels like that!"

Jiang Meihua frowned and listened: "Really?"

Jiang Huagan coughed lightly: "That, that's for sure!"

Jiang Xiujin heard all those words. When he heard his second brother misleading Jiang Meihua, he stood up and walked to them. He knelt down and looked at Jiang Meihua with an indifferent expression: "This is called English. Does Meihua want to learn it?"

When the cowhide was exposed in public, Jiang Huagan couldn't keep it off his face and whispered: "Can't you tell me secretly at night?"

Jiang Xiujin glanced at Jiang Huogen, ignored him, and continued to look at Jiang Meihua: "Meihua wants to learn?"

Jiang Meihua sounded very interesting and nodded: "Okay!"

Holding her little hand, Jiang Xiujin brought her to the three little ones.

Jiang Huagan's face turned dark in the back.

It was the first time for Jiang Meihua to play with so many children, so she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"H-Hello, my name is Jiang Meihua——"

They were at the table, using pencils to write and draw on paper.

When they see Jiang Meihua, they all say hello with a smile on their faces: "Hello!"

Their appearance was very kind, which diluted Jiang Meihua's nervousness. Jiang Xiujin was very pleased and asked Jiang Meihua to sit next to Jiang Xiaole.

Jiang Xiaole looked Jiang Meihua up and down curiously and blinked: "Your name sounds nice."

Jiang Meihua smiled shyly: "Yes, really?"

Jiang Xiaole also smiled: "My name is Jiang Xiaole, nice to meet you."

Jiang Meihua nodded: "Well——"

At the main seat, Jiang Xiujin spoke the words with a serious face, and the three children listened attentively.

Jiang Meihua couldn't help but be infected by this atmosphere and joined in.

Gu Zhi was drawing drawings next to her, submitting five drawings every month. She was preparing the drawings for next month in advance.

But the ordinary clothing list is not her responsibility, that is what a fledgling designer should do. In the afternoon, I took advantage of my free time and exchanged money for three kilograms of meat from the neighbor. The price was the same as on the market, which was much more reliable than Mrs. Jiang's.

Seeing Gu Zhi's dewy look, the people next door smiled and said, "My little wife is so handsome!"

Gu Zhi scratched his head in embarrassment, thanked them and went home.

Time passed slowly, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

Gu Zhi cooked a table of delicious dishes, including pork.

Seeing the pork, Mrs. Jiang's expression changed: "Did you take the pork?"

Gu Zhi had long known that she would ask this question, so he said, "I exchanged the money with the neighbor, not yours."

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Jiang became even more angry, with her eyes spitting fire: "You actually buy from your neighbor instead of me! You prodigal bitch!"

Gu Zhi sneered: "Otherwise? Waiting to be slaughtered by you, will you happily praise you for selling cheap pork?"

"I——" Mrs. Jiang choked.

Gu Zhi was too lazy to talk to her and said directly: "Eat it if you like it, or you will fall down if you don't."

Then he took the three little ones and Meihua to start eating.

The second room in the main room went to the table silently, with neither party paying attention.

Silent dinner.

Afterwards, Mrs. Jiang took advantage of Gu Zhi to clear away the dishes, and pulled Jiang Xiujin out.

Jiang Xiujin frowned: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Jiang looked ugly: "Are you out of your mind? Are you asking her to take care of the house? Sooner or later, she will sell you and you will have to count the money for her!"

Jiang Xiujin's face darkened: "Mom, please stop talking like this. Gu Zhi and I are on good terms. If you say anything to sow discord in the future, don't blame me for being unfilial to you."

When Mrs. Jiang heard Jiang Xiujin's tough words, she stared and wanted to say something. Thinking of the wad of money she received yesterday, she closed her mouth angrily.

When he went to bed at night, Gu Zhi was curious about what Mrs. Jiang had said to him, so he asked him.

Jiang Xiujin shook his head and said, "It's nothing, she's just unforgiving and broke her tongue a few times."

Gu Zhi couldn't deny it: "Then I must have done something that made her lose money. She might be scolding me in her heart!"

Jiang Xiujin was helpless: "Okay, okay, go to sleep, we have something to do tomorrow."

Gu Zhi said obediently and then turned off the light.

Hearing that there was no movement next door, Mrs. Jiang became more active.

She saw that Xiu Jin didn't like that prodigal woman very much, and she was a little surprised that no young and strong people moved at all that night.

How about watching the love between each other during the day and acting like strangers at night?

Rolling her eyes, she suddenly remembered something and smiled strangely.

The next day, Jiang Jun came.

He held the gift in his hand and said with a smile on his face: "Sister-in-law."

Mrs. Jiang was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear: "Oh, come on, why don't you bring anything else?"

But he grabbed the thing in his hand, turned around and happily entered the house, not knowing how to entertain him.

Gu Zhi saw clearly, and out of politeness, he stood up and poured him a glass of water.

Jiang Jun smiled proudly: "Xiaozhi, do you know how much I've made these days?"

Gu Zhi corrected his title with an expressionless face: "Comrade, I have a surname and a given name. Please don't call me names you don't understand. Thank you."

The words were businesslike, and Jiang Jun smiled half-heartedly: "Okay, Miss Gu Zhi."

Gu Zhi's expression softened, but he was still cold.

She was thoughtful: He called Jiang Xiujin her mother—little aunt?

"What are you thinking about? So serious? Tell me?"

Jiang Jun looked at her with a smile on his face, his legs crossed and his chin propped up. Gu Zhi could almost see the intentions in his eyes clearly.