Chapter 417 Aren't you going to kneel on the washboard?

Father He sneered: "Oh, the woman is ignorant! Do you know, what is the status of the eldest son of the prime minister and the second master in the imperial court? If our son can be the son-in-law of the prime minister's house, the future will be unlimited. Phase, just around the corner!"

   Mother He said in surprise: "Can my son really have such a future in the future?"

   "With the support of the Jiang family, what can't you do?"

   "If my son is named a marquis and pays respects to the prime minister, can I also get an appointment as a mother?"

   "Of course."

   "God." Mother He patted her chest, "I can also be an imperial lady. During the festival, I wear an imperial gown and go to the palace to meet the saints and have a banquet?"

   "Stop dreaming." Father He poured cold water, "If the son marries the daughter of the prime minister, maybe there is a possibility. If he marries the daughter of the Cui family, I'm afraid there is no hope."

  The Cui family master is only a fifth-grade petty official. Compared with the Xiangfu, it is a gap between heaven and earth.

   Maybe in the future, the Cui family will have to rely on their son to support them, so how can they help?

   Thinking about this carefully, the remorse in Mother He's heart inevitably became stronger.

   Ah, that lame girl is nothing.

   I lost my son's future in vain, and I lost my life, which is frustrating.

   Although she thought so in her heart, she would never admit it.

   "I've been lame for more than ten years, can I say yes? Eighty percent of the time, this kid deliberately told me to laugh at me! I will definitely find a chance to see it with my own eyes, and then I can know the truth!"

  …

  The Jiang family.

   It wasn't until night that the Jiang family and their sons came back wearing the stars and moon.

  Lin Zizi and the two little guys couldn't bear to sleep, only Jiang Ning and the newly married Zhang Mujin were still waiting.

   Hearing that they were back, they hurried to the front yard.

   Seeing her daughter running briskly, Jiang Ruobai hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and then reprimanded Huang Ying: "How do you let the seventh girl go by herself?"

   "Father, I'm leaving by myself, don't blame others."

   "My little ancestor, I told you thousands of times every day, you must take good care of your legs, and you must not leave any root cause of illness. Why don't you listen? Hurry up, come here, and help Miss Qi to sit."

  Jiang Ning knew that if he didn't sit down, the father couldn't give up.

   She had to sit on a chair, and before she had time to ask, she heard Jiang Yi's order to go to the backyard to get a wheelchair.

   Zhang Mujin stood aside, pursed his lips, and smiled softly.

  I didn't think that since she married into the prime minister's mansion, she could really feel that the Jiang family really spoiled this seventh sister to the core.

   "Dad, you drink tea." She held the tea and served it.

   Jiang Ruobai nodded.

  Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Sister-in-law San, why don't you pour tea for Brother San?"

   Zhang Mujin smiled and said, "Your third brother is not thirsty."

   "Hey, who said I'm not thirsty? I'd rather have a drink today."

  Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Brother, don't be brave in front of us, the two of you will go back to the house later, are you afraid that you will kneel on the washboard?"

   Zhang Mujin's pale face flushed red when she said this.

   She blushed and said, "The seventh girl just loves to joke, so it's not as steady as the fifth and sixth sisters."

   "Then why do you keep pestering me and playing with me?"

   "...It's not that you love sweet words, and the person you ask has to like you?"

   "The third brother heard?"

   "You two sisters-in-law, don't make trouble, you have something serious to say." Although Jiang Yi's mouth was tough, he didn't dare to ask Zhang Mujin to pour tea, so he poured a cup of tea and sat down.

   (end of this chapter)