After lunch, Mr. Jiang Er asked Zhao Qingling to take Jiang for a nap, and he took Jiang Ling to Donglijian to talk.

Mr. Jiang Er looked at Jiang Ling's dark little face and was speechless. At first, he thought the child was a black face caused by poisoning, but who would have thought that he was so dark after detoxification? He said that this was his son and Wang. Does anyone believe it?

What if you don’t believe it? He said yes!

Mr. Jiang was full of eyebrows and eyes, and his charming style was dazzling. "Since I recognize you as my son, I will not be wronged. But there are two points that you must keep in mind."

Xiao Jiangling bowed and listened to the training.

"First, you are a good student and martial arts student to fight for me. As for revenge, I will talk about it when you grow up; second, you have to listen to me." Mr. Jiang Er, himself, wouldn't he be able to win martial arts. It would be fine if he didn't have a son before, but now he has a son, so of course he hopes that his son can win him face.

There is no problem in studying and practicing martial arts. Jiang Ling asked in a low voice, "What do you say?"

Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Any words!"

The eight-year-old Jiang Ling looked at Mr. Jiang with his bright eyes, holding his little black face, "What if you are wrong?"

This kid is afraid that it is not worry-free, so Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows again, "If you can point out something wrong, it will make me feel that it is inconsistent and you can ignore it."

Jiang Ling bowed, "I've recorded it."

Mr. Jiang couldn't stand him like this and knocked on the chair beside him, "Dad doesn't have so many rules, come and sit here."

Jiang Ling went over and sat down, put his waist straight and his hands on his knees in a regular manner. He looked like the son of the general, not like his son of Jiang Feng at all. Mr. Jiang sighed. These can be taught slowly. You have to explain the matters in the mansion to him first. "In the mansion, only your grandmother and uncle know your life experience. You don't have to care about what others say after you go back. Everything will be up to you..."

When Jiang Liu woke up, the sun was turning west and it was almost dusk. She slowly got up, took the cup handed over by Shu Qiu and drank a few sips of water. Such a simple action made her very happy.

Look, my sister can drink water by herself, myself!

"Dad?" Jiang Liu asked.

Shuqiu immediately said, "The Second Master has gone to discuss with the monk in the temple."

"elder brother?"

"Young Master is studying."

"Uncle Qiu?"

"Uncle Qiu was called by the second master to talk to his son for a while, and after he came out, he took the people to the backyard."

Jiang Liu slowly raised the corners of her mouth and took the people to the backyard. It seemed that she was going to clean up Master Chengkong's medicine field. She was about to go down the mountain, what should she do? Jiang Liu had an idea as she looked at the warm sunshine outside the window, stood up and walked out slowly.

When she walked to the door, Ya Yin, a full-time bodyguard, lifted her out of the threshold and put it down, following her. Ya Yin, who was so angry, followed Jiang Liu for three months, and his temper was gone. Seeing Jiang Liu stand up little by little with pain, Ya Yin sincerely admired her, and was more sincere and patient when protecting her.

When Jiang Liu moved step by step to Jiang Ling's window, Jiang Ling looked up at the little face exposed outside the window and smiled, and his mood also soothed.

"Brother, go-go?"

Jiang Ling put down the book and went out, without asking where he was going, followed her out, pulling her when walking, and hugging her when passing the threshold. Jiang Ling likes to take care of her sister because when taking care of her, Jiang Ling will feel a sense of pride that is very useful and reliable.

Jiang Liu found the stones that had taken her to watch the sunset when her father went up the mountain, and pulled Jiang Ling to sit down, waiting to watch the sunset.

The last time I watched the sunset was the great summer, and now it has passed the Double Ninth Festival. When the sky is high, the smoke is drifting and clouds are gathering, it is another scene, but it is still so beautiful that it is suffocating. Jiang Liu was very satisfied and introduced to Jiang Ling, "This is - forget-forget-stone - stone, look at the sun - set, the most beautiful."

Only in front of Jiang Ling would Jiang Liu say a few more words. Because he is very quiet and patient, he is a good candidate to listen to.

Jiang Ling turned around and looked for it. Without seeing the three words "Forget the Stone" engraved, he asked, "Did my father tell you the name?"

Jiang Liu nodded, his eyes bent and his mouth was raised, and he smiled happily.

The monks in the temple were too lazy to be surprised and would not have the time to name the stone. I was afraid that Mr. Jiang would just say it casually, and his sister remembered it. Jiang Ling thought that he would ask Jiang Cai to carve the name on the stone later, so as not to be found next time.

Seeing his sister laughing, Jiang Ling remembered Mr. Jiang and said to her, "Are you stupid to smile like this?"

Jiang Liu knew why he said that, and replied with great reverence, "Brother-hei-good-look."

This is not a empirical saying. Jiang Ling has a high nose bridge and high eyebrow bones, double eyelids and long eyelashes. He is really good at facial features. Maybe because his hometown of Suzhou is dry and sunny, his skin is dry and dark, so he should be able to recover after he often stays for a while.

Jiang Liuzhen doesn't think Jiang Ling is so ugly, but since people in Beijing choose her father as the most beautiful man, I believe that the mainstream aesthetics of the people here are her father's fault, so Jiang Ling may not be popular.

Jiang Ling pursed her lips, feeling sad.

He didn't want to be nice, he wanted to become stronger. After meeting Mr. Jiang Er, he believed that Mr. Jiang Er was the most beautiful man in the capital because he couldn't think of what a man would look like if he was beautiful. This father was completely different from his father. His father was a general riding a horse and a man. This father was more beautiful than his mother. What's the use of being beautiful? Can he get on the horse and kill the enemy to defend his home?

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed Jiang Ling's little face bronze, and the sorrow on her face could not be melted no matter how beautiful the scenery was. When the colorful clouds in the sky turned into light ink, Jiang Ling said seriously, "I want to become stronger."

"Yeah." He worked very hard and wanted to take revenge. Jiang Liu knew, "Brother-very strong."

Jiang Ling turned his face, "Not strong."

Jiang Liu said firmly, "Better than me."

Jiang Ling smiled.

This was the first time Jiang Liu saw him laughing. He was very sunny and pure, and he was not bad at all when he smiled than her father.

"When my father is away after returning to the Jiang family, I will protect you." Jiang Ling clenched his fists and the first thing he did to the Jiang family - beating Jiang Sanlang!

"Yeah." Jiang Liu smiled beautifully. Her father, brother and sister protected her. She would leave. She would have a loyal wet nurse and maid around her. The future would be beautiful.

"Ah Yeh!" Shu Qiu, who was wrapped in a cloak behind him, sneezed in a scenic way.

The wind was cold, Jiang Ling stood up and said, "Uncle Crow."

Ya Yin rushed over and picked Jiang Liu up quickly and returned to the temple dormitory. When Zhao Qingling saw the girl and the young master returned, she quickly greeted her and arranged her meal.

She and Jiang Ling were the only ones at the dinner table, and Jiang Liu was puzzled, "Where is Dad?"

"The second master and Xiu Shan and Xiu Yuan will use vegetarian meals tonight, so that the young master and the girl don't have to wait for him."

Cultivation is about 70 years old, and is the host of Zangyun Temple, and has a very Buddhist appearance. Cultivation is said to have become a monk with Chengkong, and is about 50 years old, and is a smart monk. What should my father discuss with them for dinner?

Jiang Ling went back to the room after eating and asked Jiang Cai, "Where is Uncle Qiu?"

"Uncle Qiu accompanied the second master to meet the two masters, and wanted to get rid of the medicinal materials from Master Chengkong's medicinal field."

Jiang Ling asked again, "Is it Uncle Qiu's idea, or the Second Master's?"

Jiang Cai smiled cunningly, "It's Uncle Qiu, he wants to open a medicinal material shop." Mr. Jiang looked good but his head was not good, so he followed him with golden eyes as soon as he stolen it.

In the dormitory in the backyard, Mr. Jiang was talking lies with his eyes open, "When Chengkong left, he left the medicinal fields under the cliff!"

Xiu Yuan, opposite the table, opened his eyes angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, that's from Zangyun Temple!"

Mr. Jiang asked back, "Does the master have any certificate?"

"That's right next to Zangyun Temple, it should be Zangyun Temple!"

Mr. Jiang smiled, "Lian Qingshan is still next to my Liujiazhuang. According to the master, Lian Qingshan should be down. Every grass and tree on this mountain is down!"

"Is the donor unreasonable?" Xiu Yuan was so angry that he was furious.

Mr. Jiang spread his hands, "It's not that he is unreasonable, but that the master's reason cannot be explained."

This rogue! Xiuyuan turned his head to seek support from his senior brother, but saw that Xiushan was closing his eyes and reciting the scriptures!
Chapter completed!