Chapter 55: The throat is really thin

In a place where the old lady can't see, Song Shi curled his lips and smiled.

Although the emperor hates gods and ghosts, there are still many temples in Tianqi. Song Shi said softly: "Grandmother, why don't you invite a high monk to come back and see if there are any evil spirits in the mansion."

Although the old lady is stupid, she is not hopelessly stupid. She sneered and said: "Invite a high monk? If the emperor knows, won't he hate the whole prime minister's mansion?"

She still has to rely on her son Jiang Zhaorong. If she makes him be hated by the emperor, wouldn't her life of luxury be in vain?

Song Shiwei coaxed her: "Of course not with a big fanfare, we will go find a sedan chair and quietly transport the master into the mansion. If there is really one, we will ask the master to stay and exorcise the evil spirit. If not, we will send the master back. In this way, no one will know and it will not hurt the mother-son relationship between you and your father."

The old lady thought for a moment and felt that it was feasible. She couldn't help but smile, patting Song Shiwei's hand and praising him repeatedly: "What a good child, thanks to your hard work, this matter will be left to you. If others ask, just say that I asked you to go outside the mansion to get some herbs for me."

"Thank you, grandma."

The more the old lady looked at her, the more she liked her: "Come here, make my treasured tea for the young lady. Don't leave today. Let's have a good chat."

Song Shiwei naturally agreed.

There was peace in Shouxi Hall, and the years in Menghua Garden were also quiet.

Xu Youran personally went to the kitchen and made a table of delicious food. Jiang Zhaorong and Xu Youran sat in the main seats, Jiang Zhiyu, Jiang Sulan and Jiang Bojian sat in one place, and the family of five talked and laughed, it was so lively. Xu Youran

looked at them, her eyes slightly red. This table hasn't been so lively for a long time. If one more person comes...

Xu Youran sighed lightly.

Jiang Bojian picked up a pig's trotter, but didn't eat it. He put it in the bowl next to him.

Jiang Zhiyu blinked: "Why don't you eat?"

[This kid is still snatching food? ]

Jiang Bojian choked on a mouthful of green vegetables in his throat and coughed a few times.

[You can choke on this? Your throat is so thin, don't be like Crispy Skin, you need to go to the emergency room overnight, ga ga ga. ]

Jiang Bojian: "..."

Help, why is my sister like a nitpicker?

Jiang Bojian wanted to fight back and avenge herself for being thrown out by her before, and deliberately said: "I was thinking about how lonely my eldest brother would be alone, so I planned to send it to him."

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

Others: "!!!"

Jiang Zhaorong put down his chopsticks and looked at Jiang Bojian angrily.

It's not that she forgot Jiang Kangan, but Jiang Kangan stopped seeing people after he was injured and walked away. Xu Youran was worried that she would hurt him unintentionally.

Jiang Bojian saw his mother's dejected expression, and secretly felt annoyed that he had said something wrong. Just as he was about to make amends, he saw Jiang Zhiyu wipe his mouth and leave. Jiang

Bojian: "???"

No way, the third sister was mad at him and left? She didn't even abandon him?

The eyes of everyone at the dinner table were also slightly accusatory.

Before they could look for Jiang Zhiyu, there was a sudden cry from outside the yard. Several people looked in the direction of the sound and saw Jiang Zhiyu pushing Jiang Kang'an and rushing over.

Everyone: "!!!"

Jiang Kang'an, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was also confused. Everyone's eyes were wide open, looking at Jiang Zhiyu in surprise.

"Here, they are here! Continue eating!... What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Zhiyu looked at them in confusion.

At the end of the world, Jiang Zhiyu understood a truth: if you want to see someone, you should go see them immediately, otherwise, who knows what will happen in the next second.

[At such a close distance, they both care about each other, but they can still resist seeing each other. I don’t know what they are thinking! ]

"..."

It should have been a happy scene, but no one spoke. After a while, Jiang Kangan said in a hoarse voice: "Dad, Mom, it’s your son who is unfilial..."

As if a switch was turned on, Xu Youran burst into tears.

She covered her mouth, but her eyes flashed with joy. Jiang Zhaorong’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, and he couldn’t make a sound, but just patted his shoulder.

Jiang Kangan was the first to pick up the chopsticks and eat the food: "This is made by mother, it's still so delicious."

"Yes... yes, eat more, eat more, mother will make it for you tomorrow!"

Xu Youran took the chopsticks and kept picking up food for him.

Jiang Zhiyu suddenly raised his eyebrows at Jiang Bojian: "Brother, try the pig's trotter that my third brother carefully selected for you."

"Thank you, third brother."

Jiang Bojian's face flushed slightly, like a shy girl.

Jiang Zhiyu: "Why did you choose this?"

Jiang Bojian naturally didn't dare to say anything to make up for the situation, and fooled: "Pig's trotter means success in the imperial examination. Next year, I will be able to kill them without leaving a single piece of armor!"

Everyone laughed out loud, and Jiang Kangan laughed and laughed, tears streaming down his face.

How long has it been since he had a good meal with his family?

...

It was not until the evening that Song Shiwei came out of the old lady's room. The maid with eye problems wanted to help her, but she brushed her away.

"It's a nice night today. I want to take a walk. You go back first."

The maid bowed and left. Song Shiwei looked around and saw that there was no one around, so she slipped into the back of the dense forest against the wall.

She reached out and groped, and when she felt a slight shake at her fingertips, she took the brick away, threw the note in her hand out, blocked it with the brick, and then got out of the dense forest. Just

as she had straightened her dress, a noble voice suddenly came from behind her: "Shiwei?"

Song Shiwei's body stiffened, and she turned her head stiffly, and saw Jiang Zhiyu pushing Jiang Kang'an and looking at her.

Song Shiwei's heart suddenly lifted.

What's going on? Why did this bastard go out today? And he brought this disaster with him!

"Big brother, little sister Zhiyu."

Jiang Kangan nodded slightly: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Song Shiwei: "I just came out of my grandmother's room. My grandmother is in a good mood today, so she asked me to stay and talk for a while."

[Hearing her nonsense, the old lady was so angry that she almost died. The heroine must have thought of some new plan. ]

Jiang Kangan hummed.

Song Shiwei smiled slightly: "Why are big brother and sister Zhiyu here too?"

"I went to my mother's room for dinner today and just finished it."

Song Shiwei nodded, his eyes fell on his legs: "Big brother's legs..."

Jiang Kangan's face suddenly changed: "Much better."

Song Shiwei retracted his gaze: "That's good, Shiwei will go back first."

Turning around, Song Shiwei retracted his smile.

What do you mean much better? Judging from that face, it seems that the miracle doctor is just a person who seeks fame. Jiang Kangan's legs, I'm afraid he will never be able to recover in his lifetime!

There are two rare good news today. Song Shiwei felt relieved and walked briskly.

Jiang Zhiyu pushed Jiang Kangan forward, and Jiang Kangan honestly reported his rehabilitation status: "Compared to the past few days, it doesn't hurt as much today, but it's still a little out of control."

"By the way, I heard that you also went to treat He Yanting's leg?"