Chapter 202 Surrounded by pearls and emerald green, Mother Jia is worried

Jia Cong frowned slightly when he heard this.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the big-faced treasure.

"Big-faced baby!"

"You better speak to me, so that I don't have to beat someone myself today!"

He went to Liaodong.

After marching thousands of miles, the five hundred soldiers rested and stopped together, and the iron-blooded aura of marching around them gradually became stronger.

Looking everywhere, the big-faced boy couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But he had Jia Mu's protection, so Jia Cong was sure that he would not dare to beat him seriously.

He scratched his neck and said: "Isn't it?"

"When you weren't looking for Brother Liu, he spent his days sleeping in flowers and willows, dancing with guns and sticks, drinking and gambling, and occasionally doing dramas!"

"How relaxed, how comfortable, how carefree!"

"What kind of escort agency do you want him to open?"

Jia Cong said nothing and waited quietly for the big-faced treasure to finish singing.

"Brother Liu told me that when a man is alive, how can he depend on others and live under others for a long time!"

"Even if I open an escort agency, I will have to raise my own money to partner with you!"

"I don't want you to throw dirty money at him!"

"Since he left Beijing last year, he, he has never come back..."

At the end of the sentence, the big-faced baby's voice was full of tears.

Jia Cong frowned more and more.

"Finished?"

"After you finish speaking, hold back your tears!"

"What are you like, bitches?"

Jia Baoyu took a deep breath and held back the tears.

He said angrily:

"Tell me, was it you who caused it?!"

"It's not enough for you to harm Jingqing, you also want to harm Brother Liu!"

"What grudge do I have against you? I want you to harm my friends one by one like this!"

Jia Cong smiled: "Those little friends you hang out with finally have something to offer!"

"I guess I saw the right person!"

"But."

"Liu Erlang knows that a man should not be looked down upon while alive, how come you don't know that?!"

The big-faced baby said angrily: "Don't accuse me wrongly!"

"How can I look up to others!"

Jia Cong sneered from the wings of his nose.

"Have you earned enough money to buy everything you eat and everything you wear?"

"Living on my second uncle's salary, the Wang family's dowry, and dividing the family's property, does that count as being dependent on others?"

"In your eyes."

"Achieving meritorious service is a fool's errand, studying and making progress is a fool's errand. What about you?"

"Who are you?"

Jia Cong paused and then continued: "Big-faced treasure!"

"You also remember, this is the last time I wake you up!"

"I will never live like this again!"

"Just like Jia Tanchun, I don't care if you die!"

Jia Baoyu looked at Jia Cong blankly.

He knew that from a long time ago, Jia Cong no longer had the third sister in his eyes.

She even refused to call her sister.

Could it be that Cong Laosan also ordered the third sister?

It’s just that the third sister didn’t listen?

Is that why Cong Laosan gave up on her?

Otherwise, Cong Laosan and Huan'er have such a good relationship, how could they not take care of the third sister at all?

So, Cong Laosan is trying to wake him up?

Didn't you mean to scold him?

Humiliate him in public?

At this time, the big-faced baby obviously had many things in his heart, but he couldn't even say a word.

Jia Cong was too lazy to pay attention to Jia Baoyu, whose thoughts were swirling in his heart.

Then ask Jia Rong.

"Rong'er."

"Then Liu Erlang went to raise money, where did he go to raise it?"

"Is there any direction or location?"

"And, where is your third aunt?"

"Did the marriage between the two of them work out?"

Jia Rong sighed: "Second Uncle Liu only left a mandarin duck sword as a betrothal gift for Third Aunt, and then left the capital..."

"No one knows his specific direction..."

Jia Cong's heart "thumped".

Why did the plot change to this? There is still the matter of male and female swords...

We won’t have another setback when the time comes, just die and become a monk...

Jia Cong is bowing his head and thinking.

Jia Zhen also came over and asked quietly: "Brother Cong, Ronger, are you talking about Sister You San?"

"Whose betrothal did she accept?"

Jia Cong came back to his senses and looked carefully at Jia Zhen's eyes.

I didn’t have any evil intentions when I saw him, I was just a little curious.

Then he smiled and said: "Liu Xianglian Liu Erlang."

Jia Zhen suddenly scratched her hair.

He whispered in Jia Cong's ear: "Don't let Uncle Lin and Sister Lin hear these words..."

"I originally wanted to promise Sister You San to Brother Cong as a second wife..."

"Just like Sister You Er is by Brother Lian's side..."

"Three of them sisters, marrying three of our brothers, wouldn't it be a good story?"

Jia Cong couldn't help but pushed Jia Zhen's big face away.

"Brother Zhen, this is nonsense!"

"Otherwise we will both get beaten!"

Jia Zhen raised her wine glass with a smile: "I won't mention it anymore, I won't mention it anymore!"

Since Third Sister You accepted Liu Xianglian's betrothal gift, she naturally has nothing to do with Jia Cong.

In the screen of the side hall.

The fragrant breeze is faint, and the flowers are in clusters.

Mother Jia is surrounded by pearls and greenery, and mandarin ducks and amber are waiting to accompany her.

At another table, Li Wan, the Youshi, brought wine to pay homage to Lin Daiyu and Yingchun.

The two couldn't refuse, so they had to drink.
To be continued...