The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Jiang Ancheng came to Mrs. Feng and called her mother.

Mrs. Feng nodded and looked at Jiang Zhan carefully. Seeing that not only was he safe and sound, but also that his clothes were clean, she couldn't help but move in her heart and asked, "Where did you find him?"

Jiang Ancheng glanced at Jiang Zhan like a knife, and said dumbly, "Let's talk about it when you enter the room."

A group of people hula-la and returned to Cixintang.

Jiang Si took the opportunity to squeeze to Jiang Zhan's side, and tears rolled down as soon as he opened his mouth: "Second brother—"

Seeing his sister crying, Jiang Zhan was a little flustered, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, but felt empty.

Then he remembered that his clothes had been changed.

"Fourth sister, don't cry, I'm fine." Jiang Zhan patted his arm, "Nothing at all, stronger than a calf."

Jiang Si glared at Jiang Zhan, turned around and left.

Crying is of course fake, anger is real.

When she saw the scene in the painting boat, she realized how wrong the second brother died in the previous life. He was pushed into the river after being drunk and molested.

In the previous life, if the crown prince was abolished and implicated in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, the second brother's story was only a few words, and she would not have become suspicious, then the second brother would really die.

Jiang Si thought about what happened last night, felt distressed and angry with his brother, and vowed to make Jiang Zhan suffer this time.

"Fourth sister—" Jiang Zhan quickly chased after him, but Jiang Ancheng glanced back and immediately calmed down.

The group entered the main room, and before anyone could speak, Jiang Zhan knelt down consciously: "It's all my fault, I've made the elders worry."

As long as Jiang Zhan thought that Yu Jin told him that his father had brought someone to look for him for a long time, his calf could not help trembling.

This time it was really a disaster!

"Zhan'er, what the hell happened last night?" Madam Feng sat down on the Taishi chair and asked.

Jiang Zhan honestly knelt down: "Yang Sheng just asked me to go to the Jinshui River last night. I drank a lot of wine and woke up to find that I was rescued. It turned out that the painting boat caught fire and everyone fell into the water..."

Of course Jiang Zhan remembered that he was pushed into the river by Yang Shengcai, but Yu Jin told him that the painting boat caught fire later.

After being reminded by Yu Jin, he knew that he could not tell the truth.

Yang Shengcai is already dead, if he said that he was hurt by Yang Shengcai, then all kinds of troubles will come.

Although Jiang Zhan is impulsive, he listens to his friends' words that are very reasonable.

"Everyone is fine. Go back and pack up and prepare for dinner." After listening to Jiang Zhan's remarks, Mrs. Feng secretly thought that this grandson is a lucky man, but there may be some trouble at the Ministry of Rites.

Mrs. Feng is a person who understands the sinister people very well.

In her opinion, if Jiang Zhan was rescued in time like the other three children, Jiang Zhan and Yang Shengcai could not be found, and the tossing was so frustrating. In the end, Jiang Zhan returned home safe and sound, but Yang Shengcai's body was fished up, so even if the Minister of Rites knew that it was not Jiang Zhan's fault, he would still be unwilling.

It's not hard to imagine, the same fell into the water and disappeared, why is my child dead, but your child has nothing to do?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Feng urged, "Boss, after you have eaten, go to the Office of the Minister of Rites and bring some gifts."

Jiang Ancheng's expression was blank: "My son is tired."

Madam Feng was displeased and raised her eyebrows. Seeing her eldest son's dull look, she was a little dejected. She turned to Master Jiang Er and said, "Second brother, then you can go, remember to say more words of comfort."

"Don't worry, mother, my son knows what to do." Mr. Jiang Er was in a bad mood at the moment.

They disappeared together in the river, and the grandson of the Minister of Rites died, but Jiang Zhan didn't. Even if the Yang family didn't say anything, they would definitely be disgusted with the uncle Dongping, which would undoubtedly affect his development in the officialdom.

Mrs. Feng also explained to the second wife, Mrs. Xiao, that Xie Yin asked the steward to send it to Jiang Zhan's savior: "I can't make people feel that the uncle is ungrateful, but we must keep a distance, so that people don't have thoughts that they shouldn't have."

Jiang Ancheng was annoyed,

He said lightly, "Mother, I'll go back and change my clothes first."

The sun was scorching hot outside, Jiang Ancheng narrowed his eyes, as if in a dream.

To this day, he still can't believe that the son of a bastard has just come back alive.

Jiang Ancheng's thoughts were dull, but his feet were very fast.

Jiang Zhan kowtowed twice to Mrs. Feng, and then chased after her.

Only then did Jiang Si speak: "Grandmother, granddaughter go to see father and second brother."

"Go." Mrs. Feng said impatiently.

Thinking of inexplicably offending the Minister of Rites, Mrs. Feng became more and more disgusted with the big room.

She could see that it was good for the Dafang family not to cause trouble, and it was an idiot to expect any of them to be successful.

After chasing Jiang Ancheng's residence all the way, Jiang Zhan thumped and knelt down: "Father, hit me, it's all my fault!"

Jiang Ancheng looked at his son kneeling on the ground without saying a word.

He thought that every time his son got into trouble and beat him up, he would be relieved, but this time he didn't even have the desire to do it.

Such a bastard is about to get married and have children. If he doesn't have the will to repent and make progress, should he rely on clubs to become talents?

No, he doesn't expect him to become a talented person. As long as this evil obstacle does not cause trouble, he will be thankful for a stable life.

Jiang Ancheng felt deeply disappointed.

Jiang Zhan raised his head and bumped into those disappointed eyes.

"Father—" Jiang Zhan was a little flustered.

He had never seen his father like this before, which made him inexplicably scared.

"Go back to eat." Jiang Ancheng said lightly.

Jiang Zhan knelt and didn't move: "Father—"

He looked at Jiang Ancheng eagerly, wishing that the other party would beat him up as usual.

All are happy.

But Jiang Ancheng didn't do that, he turned around and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Zhan stared blankly at his father's back, and suddenly found that his father, who was as tall as a mountain, was no longer taller than him, and his stature was even thinner than he remembered.

At this moment, Jiang Zhan woke up like a dream.

The father is old, and he refuses to grow up, and he can only disappoint everyone in the end.

Jiang Zhan raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

Why is he so confused? Even if there is no outstanding talent, no superhuman perseverance, at least it is not difficult to be a son who can be reassured by his father and a brother who can be relied on by his sister.

But he didn't even do that.

What an asshole he is!

Jiang Zhan raised his hand and drew towards him again, but was stopped by Jiang Si.

"Fourth sister?"

Jiang Si sighed deeply: "Second brother, don't play with those fox friends in the future."

She really didn't ask her brother to stand out, just living a good life was enough.

Jiang Zhan nodded heavily.

He's too stupid. He always places great importance on the loyalty of his buddies. Now he realizes that not everyone can be friends, and some people are born unable to pee in a pot. You treat him as a brother, and he doesn't treat you alone.

When something happens to him, it is the relatives who are saddened, not the so-called "friends".