Grandma Liu asked Ban'er to salute Jia Chen and Jia Rong again.
But the child was timid and shy, and kept cowering behind Grandma Liu's butt, not daring to show his head.
Grandma Liu slapped him twice on the buttocks, but failed to pull him out from behind. She had to laugh and say that the child had never seen the world, and asked the two uncles to explain.
Jia Rong squinted at the shrunken Ban'er with squinting eyes, turned her nostrils to the sky, and snorted softly.
Jia Chen just raised the corners of his lips and gave a faint smile. He is just a child. Even if he is not polite, there is no need to behave like a child.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Rui's family led the way, Jia Chen and Jia Rong were in the middle, walking side by side, and Grandma Liu followed Ban'er, who was dragging and looking around.
Jia Chen secretly sighed in his heart, in this era when people are like ants and human lives are like grass and grass, how lucky Grandma Liu was to be able to enter the Rongguo Mansion to fight the autumn breeze when she was short of food and clothing.
How many people have no clothes to wear and no food to eat, so they can only die of cold and hunger?
Compared with this era when food and clothing cannot be solved, modern people are indeed much happier, but many modern people will commit suicide once their careers are not going well, their marriages are frustrated, and they are suffering from diseases.
If they could see how the ancients struggled to survive, they might be able to have some psychological balance and cherish the ordinary life in front of them.
Who doesn’t want to get ahead and return home in fine clothes?
Who doesn’t want a nice car and a BMW, leaning against the red and the green?
But most people can only live a mediocre life.
Accepting the ordinaryness of parents, accepting the ordinaryness of oneself, and accepting the ordinaryness of children are three stages that most people have to face.
But in this life, Jia Chen is not content with being ordinary.
He will not allow his descendants to be ordinary.
My heart is like a python that can swallow the sky, and my ambition is like a dragon that wants to conquer the sea.
There is nothing to be afraid of when it comes to hardship and hardship. Fear of mediocrity hides ambition.
If anyone steps on the unfairness of the world, the general will slaughter the dogs in common clothes.
Life is like a stream of fire and there is no trace, death is a promise of light shining on Kyushu!
In this life, Jia Chen vows to become a dragon among men, to have a wife and a son, and to bring benefits to all generations!
Under the guidance of Zhou Rui's family, everyone walked through flowers and willows, caressed stones and springs, walked out of the pavilion and walked through the corridor, and meandered to the courtyard of Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng.
Before entering the door, I heard Wang Xifeng’s sarcastic yelling:
"I wake up early and work hard every day just to serve this big family. If I do well, I won't receive any praise. If I do poorly, they will blame me. I married into Rongfu to enjoy the glory and wealth.
But I didn’t expect that I would suddenly turn myself into a rough lady.”
It’s true that you hear his voice before you see his face.
When Wang Xifeng finished speaking, a gentle female voice sounded:
"Our Rong Mansion's internal funds are almost exhausted. In order to maintain the expenses, grandma has to demolish the east wall to make up for the west wall. Naturally, she has to work very hard."
Judging from his tone, he might be Ping'er.
Wang Xifeng has never read a book and cannot read a few Chinese characters, but she can read account books and calculate accounts clearly.
Wang Xifeng made clear arrangements for everything from welcoming guests to and from guests, celebrating festivals and birthdays, and allocating monthly schedules. Her outstanding talents were an important factor in Jia's mother delegating power to her.
Hearing Wang Xifeng's conversation with Heping'er, Jia Chen's lips slightly raised. It seemed that Wang Xifeng could no longer hold on.
Now, the Jia family is declining, and its inner pocket is empty.
In order to maintain the large and small expenses of the Rongguo Mansion, Wang Xifeng exhausted all the agencies, but did not do her best and attracted a lot of curses.
There were few people in the whole family who didn't hate her, but she couldn't help it. The Rongguo Mansion couldn't save money on external expenses. This was related to the Jia family's face.
As for internal expenses, she did not dare to interfere with the interests of her masters, so she could only save money from her servants, which in turn caused them to curse her.
Zhou Rui's family asked everyone to wait outside the door while she went in first to report.
After a while, Zhou Rui's family came out and asked Jia Chen and Jia Rong to go in first, and asked Grandma Liu to lead Ban'er and wait outside the door for a while.
After Jia Chen entered the house, he saw Wang Xifeng leaning on the couch and eating melon seeds.
The five-phoenix-shaped red hairpin hanging above her head hangs down two rows of pearl necklaces, which sway slightly as she eats melon seeds, making her phoenix eyes and eyebrows even more bright and attractive.
She raised her eyelids, and when her eyes fell on Jia Chen's face, she immediately started up and sat up.
No wonder she was so solemn. Last time at Jia Rong's funeral, she witnessed with her own eyes Jia Chen's decisiveness in beheading with his sword, and the old lady's favor for Jia Chen.
If only Jia Rong came, Wang Xifeng would definitely continue to lie lazily and eat melon seeds.
But as soon as Jia Chen arrived, Wang Xifeng had to prepare carefully for fear that he would offend the murderer and chop off his own head.
When she saw that Jia Chen didn't have a long sword in his hand, Wang Xifeng breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Chen, you are so noble today, why are you so noble?" Wang Xifeng stood up and said with a smile.
Because she was a little flustered when she got up, the red hairpin with five phoenixes on the top of her head was tilted.
Seeing this, Jia Rong was slightly surprised, and secretly sighed that Jia Chen was so capable that he could actually make Sister Feng, who was accustomed to flatter others and bully others, pay such attention to her that she took the initiative to stand up and greet him.
If he, Jia Rong, had come here on his own, he would definitely not have received such an honor.
Could it be that Wang Xifeng is interested in Jia Chen?
Jia Rong was filled with envy. Although he was unethical, he still longed for the beauty's favor.
This complex and perverted psychology has been tormenting Jia Rong, like a dull knife cutting back and forth between his sense of shame and dignity.
Zhou Rui's family was also secretly shocked. Wang Xifeng had always set her sights on others. There were not many people in Ning Rong's second house who could be taken seriously by her, but she didn't expect that she would pay so much attention to Jia Chen, a thirteen-year-old boy. It was really shocking.
Surprised.
Jia Chen smiled calmly and joked:
"Last time I went to attend Brother Rong's evening ceremony, Sister-in-law Lian gave me a plate of peanut cakes. I have always been grateful for it and came here to visit my sister-in-law today."
He knew that Wang Xifeng was in urgent need of a lot of money, and wanted to discuss some business with her and cooperate with her to make money. However, he was not familiar with her and could not communicate with her in a casual way, so he exchanged pleasantries first.
I will meet Jia Zheng later and let Wang Xifeng get involved when discussing business.
Jia Zheng is pedantic and old-fashioned, not familiar with world affairs, and is not a businessman. It is more appropriate for Wang Xifeng, a hero with a lot of fans, to be in charge of management.
After hearing this, Wang Xifeng smiled with spring in her eyes and said:
"Brother Chen is joking. I was worried that you were hungry, so I brought you a plate of peanut cakes out of good intentions. It's rare that Brother Chen misses me. Please sit down and have tea!"
After saying that, she looked at Ping'er and ordered:
"Go and make a cup of Siamese tribute tea for brother Chen."
Ping'er was slightly startled. He didn't expect that Wang Xifeng would treat Jia Chen, a disciple of the branch, with such expensive tea.
This tea is a tribute brought to the sacred city of Siam from thousands of miles away. It is hard-earned and extremely precious.
Usually Wang Xifeng is only used to entertain distinguished guests.
But I didn't expect that today I would use it to entertain a thirteen-year-old boy.
Ping'er wondered: Why does Sister Feng pay so much attention to Jia Chen?