"If I respect you, you should also respect me. You can't wait for me to get married as soon as you come back, and you're still a butcher whose wife is dead."

"What do you mean by that? You don't like me?"

The water just drawn from the well was not cold, but was steaming with hot steam. Xihe picked it up and poured it on his face. He said rudely to the little old man: "If you don't want to recognize me as your granddaughter, just

To put it bluntly, there is no need to bury him like this."

Old Man Jiang was so angry that his fingers trembled and he shouted, 'This is incredible, you dare to talk back to your elders'!

Xihe rolled her eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him. She stayed one night in the Song Mansion's villa that day, and asked Song Mo to send her to Taomu Village the next day.

At first, the little old man was quite happy when he saw a pretty little girl knocking on the door.

He was serving tea and pouring water, looking at her with dazzling eyes, as if he was treating his grandson's wife. Later, when he heard her explain the cause and effect, his face suddenly changed: "What nonsense is this?

The Jiang family has a baby, a little girl who will go wherever she comes from!"

He picked up the broom and blew the Xihe out of the door.

With the matter of stealing a dragon and turning him into a phoenix, Xihe no longer intends to face people according to the temperament of the original owner, and all depends on his own temperament.

If anyone asked, it would be that he was stimulated and his temperament changed drastically.

She simply whipped the old man's broom and pushed Song Yu's room out of the way openly: "You'd better have a rest. This is the fate of our Lao Jiang family and we deserve to have no descendants."

This act of cutting off children and grandchildren immediately stabbed Old Man Jiang's lungs.

He yelled: "You just cut off your descendants! My Jiang family has endless generations to come!" He was hit on the head and face, and then he was locked out of the door with a 'clang'.

Xihe lay comfortably on the bed, letting the yelling outside the window continue.

The Song family was busy at that time and Song Yu had no time to come back. Old Man Jiang knew nothing about it, but Xihe's attitude was so calm that he panicked all night long, turning over and over again, racking his brains to recall the scene when his daughter-in-law gave birth.

As a result, he stared at the roof and thought for a whole night without coming up with any idea. He only remembered that it rained heavily that day.

It rained all night. The next day, the rain stopped and the sun came out. Then there were cries in the house and the sky was filled with glow. Because of this good omen, he was so excited that he scattered money to the neighbors, convinced that his grandson would have a bright future.

There is great potential.

Yes, bring a handle, that's what the midwife said.

Later, the Jiang family seemed to be in bad luck. Their son died of illness, his daughter-in-law cried day and night, and finally passed away, and the old woman fell to death even at night... If there were no grandson to support him, his old bones would be gone.

Followed.

Mr. Jiang became older overnight, and his thin body was wrapped in a long coat, which was empty.

Xihe felt a little guilty and couldn't help but reflect on whether he had gone too far.

She coughed lightly and said, "Actually, you don't have to be too sad. In the worst case, I will give birth to a son and give it to the Jiang family."

The old man turned his head and hummed: "Who cares? I have grandchildren!"

In the end, after saying this, he strolled to the village after dinner and stared at the young men in the village. His eyes were so heavy-weight that he felt particularly uncomfortable staring at them. He couldn't help but said: "Master Jiang, you are like this

What are you looking at me doing?"

Mr. Jiang stared at his skinny monkey-like body for a while, then shook his head in disappointment: "It's okay."

Thin Monkey: "..."

Then why are you shaking your head? You still look disgusted.

When the old man came back in the evening and excitedly told Xihe how tall and muscular the butcher Zhang was who sold pork at the east end of the village, Xihe knew that he really shouldn't have any sympathy for the old man. This girl was too big-hearted.

When checking the plot, Xihe took a look at the Jiang family's affairs, and the results were eye-opening.

Although the Jiang family is now in poverty and scattered, decades ago it was one of the richest men in the neighborhood, riding horses and parades in the streets, playing in brothels, and having fun with a group of children.

He can make people happy with his sweet talk, and the old lady of the Jiang family loves him, so she can do anything to him, even though he is the only grandchild in the family!

The old man of the Jiang family thought that the family had money anyway and would not be able to spend it all in a few lifetimes, so he let him go.

But who knew that something unforeseen might happen, and something suddenly happened in the Jiang family's business. At first, they didn't pay much attention to it, but then the hole became bigger and bigger, and by the time they realized it, the Jiang family was in ruins.

Old Mrs. Jiang was short of breath and almost had a stroke, but was saved by his grandson's words.

Mr. Jiang, who had just married a new wife, was still very green. He said in a nonchalant manner: "What's the big deal if it's gone? If we can't play with antiques, calligraphy and painting, we can just play with crickets and grasshoppers. What's the matter? Do you think you don't care!"

Old Mrs. Jiang: "..."

Okay, the most passionate person in the family said this, what else does he care about?

Old Mrs. Jiang suddenly became very lively, and the family moved from the big house to a small house. However, after this, the old man and the old lady were both in bad health. They managed to persist for a few years and still went there. Fortunately, they were not sick or suffered any injuries.

What crime.

But the Jiang family seems to have been cursed, and none of them live a long life.

Mr. Jiang gave birth to two sons. He gave them away before and after, then gave them away to his daughter-in-law, and finally gave him away to his own wife. However, he was free and easy by nature and felt that everything was fate. He left as soon as the person left. Give him a good child.

go.

His family is so poor now and cannot eat or drink good food, so living is a suffering.

As for why he didn't leave? The old man felt that it must be God who wanted him to enjoy the blessing of his grandchildren, so he didn't let him go.

But now...the grandson is no longer his.

The old man wiped away bitter tears for the first time in his life, and then accepted this fact very calmly.

So that night when Song Yu came back from sending the Song family home, and didn't know what to say, the old man revealed it himself: "Are you really not my eldest child?"

Song Yu stood up in shock and was at a loss: "Master, I..."

The old man waved his hand, pulled him to sit down, and lovingly patted the boy he had grown with one hand: "You have grown so big in a blink of an eye. I still remember the way I hugged you for the first time. You were a little ball.

It's bright red and looks like a caterpillar..."

"Cough cough cough!"

Song Yu glanced at Xihe, her face flushed with shame: "Master, what are you talking about?"

Mr. Jiang laughed instantly: "Okay, don't tell me."

Affected by the old man's emotions, Song Yu, who was originally worried, gradually became relieved. Especially when he found that the old man still had the same attitude towards him, his heart suddenly warmed: "Master, don't worry, you will always be my most respected grandpa, and I will always

It’s your grandson.”

The old man smiled: "As long as you say this, I, the old man, will be satisfied."

However, in Xihe's opinion, this old man was very domineering. If he was as warm as spring to Song Yu, he was as cold as winter to her, rolling his eyes and sniffing at every turn.
Chapter completed!