Jiang Mingyue returned to the Hou Mansion this time to see Jiangyu and Jiang Xian.

"Brother Yu seems to be a lot stronger," Zhao Lingyun patted Jiang Yu's shoulder vigorously, then patted Jiang Xian's shoulder again, and said: "Brother Xian looks whiter. This is Wu and Wu. Is there a difference between reading?"

When the people in the Hou Mansion heard Zhao Lingyun's words, they had to wonder whether they were good things or bad things about Uncle Zhao's words? Why can't you hear me?

"Where is the eldest brother-in-law?" Zhao Lingyun asked again.

Jiang Xian: "Mr. Xitang is sick, and the older sister-in-law is sick."

Mr. Xitang has a wife and children, and several disciples live in Haitang Academy. Zhao Lingyun didn't know that with so many people, what kind of illness should Mr. Xitang need Shen Qi to attend. Jiang Yue'e was pregnant and in poor health, so why didn't Shen Qi stay with Jiang Yue'e at home?

Thinking like this in his heart, Zhao Lingyun looked at Jiang Mingyue, and then at the two brother-in-laws who stood opposite him. Zhao Lingyun didn't say anything about Shen Qi's grievances. He was about to talk, making him seem to be instigating discord. Lao Jiang's family are very rare scholars, and Master Zhao is not going to touch this mold.

"Don't stand in the yard and talk, go into the house," Zhao Lingyun put Jiang Xian's shoulder around him, and said, "Your second sister and I are still anxious to see my grandfather and grandma."

Jiangyu asked curiously: "Zhao Da, have you encountered anything in the past two days? I heard that your face was so swollen when you were fighting with the prince at the Golden Temple?"

Zhao Lingyun & Jiang Mingyue: "..."

Has this happened?

Jiangyu: "What are you fighting for?"

Zhao Lingyun slapped Jiangyu on the back and said: "Call brother-in-law, and then you call Zhao Da, I will beat you up, no, I will file a lawsuit with your second sister."

Young Master Jiang couldn't understand these words. His second sister was watching from the side. What are you going to sue? Tell her second sister what he saw with her own eyes? Is Zhao Da's brain getting worse?

"Don't say a few words," Jiang Mingyue said.

Zhao Lingyun and Jiangyu also disappeared. After a few steps, Zhao Lingyun couldn't help but talk, saying that he couldn't say anything nice, so Jiangyu fought back.

Jiang Xian is different from Jiangyu. He hasn't seen Jiang Mingyue in some days. After seeing him today, Jiang Xian has a lot to say to Jiang Mingyue. Jiang Mingyue must be patient with Jiang Xian, even if Jiang Xian asks the question stupidly, Jiang Mingyue can talk to Jiang Xian together.

The old lady was sitting in the main hall and heard the movement outside. The old lady sighed with the old man: "There is no activity in the house on weekdays, and these two people have to come over, old man, listen, how lively."

The old man smoked a dry cigarette and said: "Outer Yuer brother is arguing with Uncle Zhao, right?"

What is this fun?

The old lady glanced at the old man, "Brother Yu is back this time, and I am worried if this child is dumb if he talks less, now he can quarrel with Uncle Zhao, you just have fun."

"He just came back today," the old man reminded the old lady.

Old lady: "Then he talks less."

After Jiangyu came back early in the morning, the old lady remembered everything she had said, calling her a milk and asking her if she was in the barracks, and the answer was okay. Her grandson only had these two sentences in total. The old lady was worried. Her grandson went to the barracks. After returning, she became dumb. What happened?

"He even called me," the old man reminded his wife again after hearing the old lady's remarks.

Old lady: "Okay, plus the call to you, a total of three sentences, too much?"

The old man didn't realize that there was nothing wrong with Jiangyu dialect. His wife used to think Jiangyu spoke too much and was unstable, but now it's better. Jiangyu dialects are few, so his wife is worried again. Does this heart have one day to finish?

The old man said a lot in his heart, but he didn't dare to say a word. The younger generations were standing outside the door. He wanted to make his wife scold him at this time. The old man asked himself, how can he face it?

"Milk," Zhao Lingyun shouted while standing in front of the main hall.

"Come in quickly," the old lady answered.

Zhao Lingyun and Jiang Mingyue entered the main hall, followed by Jiangyu and Jiang Xian.

Zhao Lingyun didn't stand down, so he looked around in the main hall first, and when he saw the old man, Zhao Lingyun hurriedly called out again to salute the old lady and old man.

"Uncle Zhao knows to find you," the old lady said to the old man.

Zhao Lingyun: "Milk, Mingyue is also worried about his master, she told me to enter the house to see if he is there."

Jiangyu Jiangxian squinted at Zhao Lingyun together. Is this true? Why didn't they listen?

Jiang Mingyue smiled and looked at the old man, and said, "Why didn't you go to the Houyuan today and is busy with your land?"

The old lady said in an unpleasant manner: "How many acres of land should be planted in the larger area of ​​the backyard? Your father is finished with his farm work today."

Zhao Lingyun: "What about the uncle and the uncle? Why didn't they come?"

Old lady: "They went out of town to look around."

Jiang Mingyue frowned immediately and said, "I haven't found the land my father wants to buy?"

The tone of the old lady's speech is even worse, "Your father picks, I guess he will not look down on the land outside the capital, he is tossing your uncle and aunt."

As soon as the old lady said that the fire was getting bigger, Zhao Lingyun hurriedly laughed and said, "Milk, what kind of land does my father want?"

Old lady: "I don't know."

Zhao Lingyun: "Oh, there is no way, just be the uncle and uncle to see the scenery out of the city, let's say me, the scenery outside the capital is good."

"It's nonsense again," the old lady was amused by Zhao Lingyun, and her grandfather Zhao's ability to be ridiculously ridiculous, what is all this talking about?

"You can't talk like that in the Jinluan Temple," the old lady asked Zhao Lingyun to say: "You want a hammer and a hammer. If you say nothing, the Holy Spirit can forgive you?"

When the old lady taught Zhao Lingyun a lesson, Jiang Yu was happy and said, "Milk, but if you want Zhao Da to speak serious, he can't speak."

"Shut up," the old lady glared at Jiang Yu, "He is your brother-in-law, if you don't care, I'll beat you."

Zhao Lingyun glanced at Jiangyu, his eyes and expressions were very provocative. If I can't settle down in front of the old lady, can you settle down?

"Milk," Jiang Mingyue said to Zhao Lingyun at this time, "West Building has been in the morning in the past two days, but I didn't do anything."

Old lady: "I didn't do anything, why is his face swollen?"

Zhao Lingyun immediately cried out for himself, "This was beaten by the prince, milk, I'm so unlucky, the prince is in a bad mood, so he vents me."

"Go go," the old lady said hurriedly: "It's nonsense again. How many people saw the fight between you and the prince in the Shangpin Building. When no one knows what the fight was for?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Huh? Why?"

Jiangyu: "What? Didn't he and the prince fight in the Jinluang Hall?"

There was silence in the main hall.

After a while, the old lady patted the table and scolded Jiang Yu: "Where did you hear the nonsense? Fighting at the Jinluang Temple? Do you want your brother-in-law to die?"

Jiangyu: "..."

But everyone in the barracks said so.