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Chapter 141

Military and political compound.

In the central mansion, the courtyard is covered with green radishes, and the middle-aged man in military uniform is watering the green radishes in the yard while humming.

"Old Jiang, the soup in the kitchen is about to bubble, you go and turn off the fire."

Song Shimiao lay leisurely on the sofa with the latest court drama "The Legend of Zhen Huan" playing in front of her

Hearing this, Jiang Haishi put down the kettle in his hand, and ran into the kitchen with small steps.

"Honey, did you put too much salt, why is it so salty?"

In less than half a minute, his rambling voice came from inside, and it seemed that he was stealing food again.

Song Shimiao frowned in dissatisfaction, and shouted loudly: "Is it all right if you can drink it? Why do you have so many opinions?"

There was no sound in the kitchen.

After a while, Jiang Haishi came out of the kitchen dawdly like a pissed off daughter-in-law.

"Honey, I was wrong, I shouldn't question anything about you."

After being arrogant to her last time, Song Shimiao drove her to the study to sleep for half a month.

From then on, Jiang Haishi fell into a shadow.

So in the future, he will follow Song Shimiao without mentioning the source of these things.

Sure enough, after hearing this sentence, Song Shimiao's expression was not so tense.

"That's about the same." She snorted softly and continued to watch the TV in front of her.

Although time has passed, Jiang Haishi's stiff figure and handsome face still can't be stopped.

So much so that he in his 50s looks like someone in his 30s.

He pinched Song Shimiao's shoulders with ease, and sighed, "I don't know how Tongtong and Ruirui are doing now..."

They are at this age now.

Qian Quan lacks nothing, but the only one who worries about her children the most.

Hearing his words, Song Shimiao also had a hint of worry on his face. He wanted to say something but finally held back.

"Tongtong and Ruirui have grown up, they can do whatever they want, and it's not good for us to intervene too much."

And now Jiang Tong may have misunderstood them a bit.

It's better not to be too eager for success in this kind of thing, otherwise it will easily backfire and arouse Jiang Tong's disgust again.

Seeing that the emotions of the two people were not right, Song Shimiao directly changed the subject.

"By the way, Uncle Tang's 80th birthday will be in two weeks. Have you prepared any presents?"

Sure enough, upon hearing the gift, Jiang Haishi was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

He said weakly, "Honey, do you really want to give away my Qing Dynasty vase worth 700 million three yuan and fifty cents? How about we think about it..."

"Consider your size!"

Song Shimiao widened his eyes and scolded him angrily.

She is really convinced by this dog man, and the Qing Dynasty vase worth two thousand and five can force the seller to give him a [-]% discount.

What's more, even the packaging fee of [-] yuan has to be reduced to [-] cents at the cost price.

He was really ruthless, if she hadn't stopped him, he might have cut the price of this vase in half.

Who would dare to sell things to the Jiang family at that time...

People ran away as soon as they saw him, and this idiot didn't even think about it.

But it really made her liver hurt.

Most importantly, what if Tongtong and Ruirui are taken away?
Although it is said that this is a very diligent and thrifty family, but as the three richest families in the capital.

So search...

At that time, it will be unavoidable to be pointed out by others, and the influence will be very bad.

At this moment, Song Shimiao suddenly felt tired for a moment.

(End of this chapter)