"My Lord, Lord Jiang Anjiang is here."

When the housekeeper suddenly came to report, the family was watching little Laoliu perform the space dance.

Zhou Luming was watching with great interest when he was interrupted, and he felt very upset.

She curled her lips and said coldly, "He's here now, just let him wait, why make such a fuss!"

"Eldest sister is right. He framed mother yesterday, so he must be here to apologize today. I expected him to come, so there's no need to make a fuss."

Zhou Sesheng was still teasing the bird, and she felt upset when she thought of Jiang An's disgusting look.

"Dad, you once said that even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs. Why did Jiang An frame Mom? Did he get soaked in water and his brain got damaged?"

Zhou Yunshen thought about it and felt that what his youngest son said was the most likely.

Huahua: [Jiang An is cowardly, selfish, and timid, yet incredibly ambitious and superstitious. When he was three, a fortune teller said he'd pass the imperial examination. He did, and the fortune teller told him he'd make a small fortune. Unexpectedly, he later found a bag of banknotes containing twenty hundred-liang notes.]

Old Deng used this money to present himself as a respectable person. He even hired a storyteller to drum up publicity for himself, and gave money to several poor scholars to help them write poems so that he could appear at poetry gatherings and tea parties.

[After a while, his fame rose again, and the fortune teller predicted that he would pass the imperial examination and marry a noble lady. And he was right again.]

[Before your eldest and second brothers were born, that old man said that everyone in your wife's family had ulterior motives and would affect his luck. The best way to deal with this was to set up a trap to destroy their luck.]

Jiang Shuyue: [Could this method be used to replace me?]

Huahua nodded: "Yes, the old man said that the first two children only affected his luck and that we must find a way to break them and replace them. The third child is the child of luck and will drain his luck and kill him."

Your father was afraid of poverty and trusted Old Deng very much, so he decided to do something drastic and replaced the child.

"Originally, I wanted to kill you. That family was pretty timid, willing to do something unscrupulous, but not murder. The original text said they wanted to sell you, but they discovered that since you were three years old, you could do a whole day's work with just a steamed bun. They found you handy, so they kept you."

[You should be thankful that you had a small appetite as a child and were able to budget carefully, breaking one steamed bun into pieces and eating it for three meals. Otherwise, you would have starved to death long ago!]

Jiang Shuyue's mouth twitched. Only one steamed bun a day? What kind of wicked operation is this?

Fortunately, she came at the time of her wedding.

If you get into a mountain valley, you won’t be able to eat roast duck, pig’s trotters, braised meat, big watermelon... It will be fatal!

Thank you to the author for not killing me!!

Zhou Yunshen never expected that she had such a hard childhood.

She only had to eat one steamed bun a day. No wonder she was so thin and ate so much when she first came.

The little cuties were so distressed that they wanted to tear Jiang An apart.

What an idiot, he actually sent his own daughter away to be killed just because of a word from an old fortune teller.

Old man, why doesn’t he just die!

"Old B-shoe, Old B-shoe, what a big old B-shoe!"

Little Laoliu laughed his head and mocked Jiang An.

With its limited experience in meeting people, it could tell that Jiang An was a scumbag, a scumbag that even birds wouldn't eat.

Zhou Yunshen immediately grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave it to it. Although this bird was a little stupid, it had a positive outlook and good judgment.

Qualified to live in this home.

Jiang Shuyue was a little puzzled: "Should I say that feudal superstition is deadly, or should I say that Jiang An is lucky to have met a fortune teller with some power?"

Huahua: [What do you mean by powerful? It's because his ancestors had good karma. Ten generations of good karma gave him a special ability that allows him to see a person's destiny.]

[However, his abilities are still several levels weaker than Baimao's, and he has a dark heart. He'll do anything for money. Some time ago, in order to seduce a young woman, he cast a curse on her husband. Based on my guess, her husband will die within two weeks.]

[Actually, the old man wasn't like this at first. It was because your father got cocky. After he became successful, he built houses and hired servants. The old man also helped to suppress his troubles. I counted, he has... seventy, eighty, ninety... thirteen lives on his hands. He's definitely a local tyrant.]

Jiang Shuyue was even more speechless.

I knew Jiang An was a scumbag, but I didn't expect him to be so scumbag.

Those who have bad relationships with you will be killed, and those who have good relationships with you will be killed or burned without any concern.

Zhou Shiye first made note of this matter, then turned around and said, "Jiang An likes to wait, so let him wait. There's no need to panic."

"My Lord, if he had come in and waited, I would have known what to do. But Lord Jiang has gone crazy. He actually...actually knelt down at the gate!"

Zhou Yunshen was stunned: "You said he knelt down at the door of the Marquis' Mansion?"

"Yes, Lord Jiang took off his outer robe and knelt at the gate of the Marquis' Mansion. Many people were watching. When I invited him in, he started crying loudly, saying something..."

The housekeeper looked at Jiang Shuyue in embarrassment.

Jiang Shuyue said, "Did he say that if I don't forgive him, he will never get up again?"

"Yes, yes, that's what Master Jiang said. I really don't know what to do."

Jiang Shuyue: [Old B Deng, are you trying to use moral blackmail? How shameless.]

Huahua: [How can I be your father if I have the guts to do that?]

Jiang Shuyue: ???

She felt like Huahua had just said something dirty to her, but she couldn't figure out what was so dirty about it.

"Daddy, how about I go and chase them away?"

Zhou Luming had already thought it through. The worst that could happen was that her reputation would be damaged. Chen Lang didn't care anyway, so she would just take the bad reputation.

Jiang Shuyue was anxious: "No way! My dad, that old B, came to my house to offer me some green tea money. I can't refuse it, how can I send him away? My emotions are almost brewing, it would be a shame not to put on a show!"

Zhou Luming: ...Mother...you, you are really a master at ruining things!

Zhou Yunshen always satisfies his wife's requests.

He pretended to be in deep thought and was silent for a moment before he said, "After all, he is an official appointed by the court, and can barely be considered your grandfather. If we kick him out, people will say that we in the Zhennan Marquisate are impolite. I think it's better to leave this matter to your mother. Madam, what do you think?"

"Since my husband has said so, I will reluctantly agree!"

La la la, my green tea value, here I come!

Jiang Shuyue skipped towards the door.

Yu Qing looked at her cheerful figure and blinked. "Did I see it wrong? Auntie just said she was ready, but she looks like she's going on a picnic. Is that right?"

"Well...my mother should know the answer."

After Zhou Sesheng finished speaking, he received several puzzled looks.

Only Zhou Yunshen's eyes were full of amusement and determination: "I bet a pig's trotter that Master Jiang An will never forget this day."