20demayo Chapter 604: Female Supremacy, My Little Husband 32
Chapter 604: Female Supremacy, My Little Husband 32
Qing Yu and Yu Yuan both lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Jiang San lying there. Yu Yuan wondered where to get snow pears for this young master in the spring? Even the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion might not have such a thing.
Qing Ling: He will go find the eldest daughter later and ask her to find a way to get two pears. He also wants one more as he wants to eat it.
Qing Shi: Why does it seem like someone is plotting against her? ? ?
Jiang San didn't want to hear the two people's answer. He sighed, held the teacup and drank the tea, frowning. It didn't taste very good. It's a pity that this is the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
None of the tea and snacks can compare to those in the Yu Mansion. When will his wife come to take him home?
"Yuanyuan, I'm a little hungry. Go get me some food." Jiang San put down the teacup. "Porridge will be fine."
"I'll go right away." Mi Yuan lowered his eyes and stepped back. Naturally, he would not be valued by the young master when he first arrived, but this might not be the case in the future.
When only Jiang San and Qing Ling were left in the room, Jiang San put away his moved expression and put on a stern face.
"Qingying, go check it out, there's nothing wrong." Jiang San was playing with the cups. His wife said there were a lot of things going on in the backyard.
He must be extremely careful. It would be terrible if he were to capsize in a ditch. He would not hold his wife back.
He clenched his fists, he was sure he could do it, and his fighting spirit was high.
Qing Qing straightened his expression and was no longer as cautious and respectful as he had been when Jiang Wan was here just now. Now he looked resolute and decisive.
He quickly checked the entire house.
"Master, the bunk bed has been in disrepair for a long time and was once embedded with safflower musk. All objects, big and small, are stained with the scent," Qing Xing said with a very wonderful expression on his face.
He could never imagine how the Duke of Zhenguo controlled the mansion. It was almost becoming a drug den, and musk was still the lightest smell.
"It's been quite old for a while now, and the smell is very light. It's almost impossible to smell it without special training. I guess it's not specially prepared for the master." Qing Ling continued, it was almost ineffective.
Jiang San's smile became more and more brilliant, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent. If it wasn't used against him, then it would obviously be used against his deceased father!
"Just say that I don't like these ornaments. Are the things we brought from Taohua Village all here? Replace them one by one." Jiang San's fingertips were turning on the cups. Simple and rough is better.
"Yes." Qing Ling agreed, walked to the window, hung an ordinary wind chime, and knocked it twice without rhythm.
After going to the big kitchen, Yu Yuan was teased for a few words and then returned to Wanyue Courtyard with her spoils.
There was a rosewood lounge chair under the corridor, and Jiang San was rocking there with a pillow in his arms. The main room looked brand new.
I couldn't help but respect the young master even more.
"Young Master, the kitchen has prepared lean meat porridge and a few side dishes, crystal milk jelly, and red date sugar cake," the young men behind Yu Yuan placed the food in front of Jiang San one by one.
"Thank you," Jiang San sat next to him and glanced at Qing Ling.
Qing Ying smiled and took out a purse from his sleeve, gave one to each of them, and sent them out.
In the front yard, Jiang Mu came back from Yongning Marquis Mansion and went straight to the study.
The luxurious red dress was adorned with dark patterns woven with dense gold threads, which sparkled beautifully as she walked. Her face, which looked similar to Jiang San's, was lightly made up, and she looked dignified, calm and composed.
"Mother, why did you ask me to come back?" Jiang Mu made no secret of the fact that he had a bad relationship with the Jiang family.
He bowed casually and sat aside.
"Mother has found your younger brother," Jiang Wan opened her mouth with difficulty, recalling that Jiang Mu had told her when she was a child that her father had given birth to a younger brother, but she did not believe it.
Younger brother? Jiang Mu's eyes were full of sneers.
"Where does my younger brother come from? Isn't he a sister?" His poor younger brother must have passed away.
The ten fingers under the sleeves were clenched tightly, that vicious woman.
"He is very similar to your father, you two will definitely get along well," Jiang Wan said to herself.
"Mother, please don't mistake the person." Jiang Mu couldn't help but sarcastically say. He wanted to see which shameless person would come to his house.
"You stay for dinner today," Jiang Wan made the final decision.
Jiang Mu remained noncommittal. He would never let anyone take his brother's place, no matter who it was.
In Wanyue Courtyard, Jiang San took a short rest after finishing his meal.
It was already afternoon when I woke up. Jiang Wan's people came several times, but seeing that I hadn't gotten up yet, they waited outside.
"What time is it?" Jiang San simply washed up.
"It's the end of the Si hour, and the person sent by the Duke to pick up the young master has arrived." Qing Yu stood by and helped Jiang San change into brocade clothes.
When Jiang San entered the room, Jiang Mu's eyes widened when he looked over. Why did he seem to see his father from before? ? ?
Jiang Mu ate the meal absent-mindedly. After finishing it, he rushed back to the Yongning Marquis Mansion to look for his treasures.
He felt that none of them was worthy of his well-behaved brother.
"The recognition will be held at the beginning of next month, don't be nervous," Jiang Wan wiped her lips and looked at Jiang Mu's receding back. A hint of sadness flashed across her eyes. He still hadn't forgiven herself.
"Don't be nervous," Jiang San said with a well-behaved look on his face.
"That's good, go down and have a good rest," Jiang Wan's eyes wandered over Jiang San, "You don't like those decorations?"
"It's not that I don't like it, I'm just not used to it." Jiang San looked a little embarrassed, "So I asked someone to change it. Mother, you wouldn't disagree, would you?"
"Of course not. Just like the courtyard you live in," Jiang Wan looked away. "I have a lot of things in my warehouse. If you need anything, you can go directly to my warehouse and pick it out."
"Isn't this a bit bad?" Jiang San hesitated.
"My things are all for you and Jiang Mu. I just gave them to you in advance," Jiang Wan waved her hand and remembered something. The Jiang family cannot be without someone to inherit the family.
"Then I would like to thank my mother," Jiang San's smile became more sincere. Well, for the sake of the money.
"You are my child, so you should have what others have. It is only natural that I love you more after being away from home for so many years." Jiang Wan thought to herself that she wouldn't be able to love you for long because she would get married.
"It's getting late. You have things to do tomorrow so you should take a good rest." Jiang Wan raised his hand, signaling Jiang San that he could leave.
"I'll take my leave." Jiang San made a stiff and casual gesture, and took Qing Ling and Yu Yuan back to Wanyue Courtyard.
Not long after Jiang San left, Jiang Shu (housekeeper) walked in with a heavy face. She said sorry, she just remembered that when she went to Taohua Village to pick up the young master, the plaque seemed to be Yu Mansion.
"Sir, when I went to pick up the young master, the address of his wife's home was the Yu Mansion," Jiang Shu said.
"Yu Mansion?" Jiang Wan looked straight at Jiang Shu, "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
"I am absolutely not mistaken," Jiang Shu vowed.
"In this dynasty, only the royal family has the surname Yu." Jiang Wan slumped in the chair, his eyes blank.