There is a poem that is particularly suitable for the occasion. Zhuang Zhouxiao dreamed of butterflies, uh... he was starving after not eating for a whole meal. Xie Heyong drank the ginseng soup one mouthful at a time, and his dizziness finally got better.

In short, that's what happened. As for her, she has pinched her thigh. Now the conclusion is that she is suspected of traveling through time. She is currently in a dual-core operating state, with scientific researchers on one side and playboys on the other.

At this time, Jiang Rong was still kneeling on the ground, wrapped in a brocade quilt, but he was sweating coldly on his back. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. I wonder how much his joyful contribution was? If Miss Xie became angry because she was dissatisfied with a waiter like him,

In a fit of anger, you insist on killing him, how can you escape?

After Xie and Yong drank some ginseng soup, the servants helped her wash and dress properly, ready to "receive her". Jiang Rong huddled aside, taking advantage of this moment to put on his shirt and kneel down gingerly again.

Immediately afterwards, a large family "pounced upon me".

The first few masters came in to take a look, and they touched their heads and pinched their meat. Xie and Yong just felt like walnuts, dry and numb - everyone wanted to have a plate!

"Ning'er! I'm finally awake! If something happens to you, what will the Xie family do? I don't even have the shame to go see my ancestors!"

"Mom, take care of yourself."

Jiang Rong, who was kneeling on one side, lowered his eyebrows and looked down. Although he did not raise his head, he raised his ears alertly and his thoughts were flowing rapidly.

Ning'er? Is Miss Xie's nickname?

Judging from the voice, the person speaking in front should be the old lady of the Xie family, Xie Lan, the magistrate of the Yanzhou area. As for the latter... no one in Yanzhou knows that the three generations of the Xie family have been passed down alone, so the old lady is called this

Naturally, it was Mrs. Xie, the mistress of the Xie family, Xie Wenhui.

He originally thought that his joy was in vain, and he had nothing else to ask for. As long as he kept his duties from now on, the Xie family could enjoy food and not burn bridges. But now, Miss Xie woke up.

Fortunately, he did not disgrace his life. However, the other party seemed to be very angry at this. The situation was not good!

After kneeling for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Rong's legs had lost all feeling, as if they no longer belonged to him. Finally, someone noticed him, and then he said, "Thank you for your hard work yesterday, let's get down first."

Jiang Rongru was pardoned. He breathed a sigh of relief and stood up in a hurry to express his thanks. However, his vision went dark because he had been kneeling for a long time. Fortunately, there was a young boy beside him who had quick eyesight and helped him quickly. The light returned to his vision. Taking advantage of this, he took a quick look around.

Huadi glanced at everyone present. Except for Xie Wenhui and Xie Lan who spoke just now, the remaining two should be the old lady and the master of the house.

He was standing like this, with his hair disheveled and unsightly. He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but now they were as wrinkled as if they had been chewed by an ox, and were out of tune with the flowers around him.

It was inevitable that some people felt pity for him, thinking that his outburst of joy yesterday could be regarded as meritorious, but he accidentally made the young lady unhappy, and had an attack on the spot as soon as he woke up. What a bad luck!

It's sad to hear that this young waiter Jiang was born in Biancui Township, a desolate place with poor mountains and rivers, and his family was poor. Miss Xie fell into a coma and got advice from an expert to make a happy wedding.

Almost all the horoscopes for men of the right age fit together, so how could I have thought that it would fall on him in the end?

With such status and qualifications, he can only serve as a waiter for Miss Xie. Not to mention that his parents, who are greedy for money, directly sold people as slaves and lowly waiters. It is really despising!

How can anyone from an ordinary family be willing to let their son serve as a waiter, or such a lowly waiter who doesn't care about life or death? No matter what, he has to agree on a similar marriage and live a stable life... I can only say that Jiang

Rong's life is really bad.

Pity is pity, but no one dares to meddle in others' business. Who dares to offend Miss Xie's son at this moment?

Jiang Rong didn't know what other people were thinking. He only knew that he was going back to his small square courtyard. From now on, there would be no vast world, and he could no longer control his actions. Life and death, blessings and misfortunes were all in the hands of others, and his fate would be the same.

Xie and Yong are forever tied together.

He is no longer Jiang Rong, but Xie Jiang.


Chapter completed!