After saying that, she smiled and picked up a cup of tea and handed it over, saying, "Let's drink this, not those two annoying old hags."
"Yes, let's drink."
Then, holding their teacups, the two sat down next to each other and chatted happily.
This unexpected event caught the two old men completely off guard.
Grandpa Jiang: "Ya Ya, I'm a little thirsty too."
Old Man Huang: "The weather is indeed a bit hot today."
"You want more tea?" Jiang Nuan gave a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Wait, I'll go get it."
Even so, she had made up her mind not to go near them again.
Surviving in the cracks is really too difficult!
"Go ahead," Old Master Jiang reluctantly uttered.
Because of what had just happened, even though he was unhappy that his daughter was being bossed around by her father-in-law, he didn't say much.
Old Man Huang, fearing to anger the Qin family, dared not really pursue the matter.
Although he was a father-in-law, he lacked confidence because his son had passed away.
If the Jiang family really wants to take their daughter away, they will have to go through a lot of trouble.
Just as Jiang Nuan was about to turn around, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Old Mrs. Huang looked at the door in confusion. "It's lunchtime, who would come at this hour?"
As he spoke, he walked over unhurriedly.
"This lady," Mr. Han said, looking at the old woman who opened the door, he hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Auntie, may I ask if this is Madam Jiang's house?"
“Yes,” she said warily, looking at the elegantly dressed and imposing man. “Who are you? What brings you to my house?”
Could this man have taken a fancy to his own daughter-in-law and come over to sound him out?
"Who is it?" Grandma Jiang's voice came from inside the courtyard. "Is it Jiang Xu and the others who have returned? Hurry up and let them in."
"No," Grandma Huang explained, "Who knows what kind of bad idea a complete stranger is up to!"
"With so many people at home, what's there to be afraid of?" Grandma Jiang said nonchalantly. "Let them in first."
"Thank you for your trouble, Auntie." Han's father bowed.
At this point, even though Old Lady Huang was unwilling, she had no choice but to invite the person into the courtyard.
Upon seeing Han's father, Grandma Jiang exclaimed in surprise, "You wouldn't happen to be Han Yi's father, would you?"
This father and son look almost identical; no one would believe they weren't related.
“Auntie,” Han’s father smiled innocently, “Han Yi is indeed my son. Is Madam Jiang here? I have something to discuss with her.”
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Huang's wariness doubled. "You can tell us what you need to say. It's not convenient for a lone man and woman to meet."
My daughter-in-law is getting more and more beautiful these days. What if I fall for her?
It's against my conscience to stop her from remarrying.
He couldn't bear to let his daughter-in-law remarry.
This guy looks rich, but who knows if he's sincere? If he betrays Ya Ya, they'll have a hard time getting justice.
It would be better to prevent the two from meeting in the first place, thus completely eliminating this situation.
“That’s right,” Old Man Huang chimed in. “Just tell me if there’s anything. It’s really inconvenient for her, being a woman.”
Upon hearing this, Han's father paused for a moment, then, without changing his expression, smiled and said, "That might be a bit difficult. The Huang family has already split up, so some things can only be decided by Madam Jiang herself."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Huang's heart skipped a beat.
There's no doubt about it, this person is definitely here to find a match!
The shameless old man actually came to my house to arrange a marriage. I spit on him.
Thinking of this, Old Mrs. Huang immediately put her hands on her hips and scolded, "Knowing that my daughter-in-law is a widow, you still don't care about avoiding suspicion. You clearly have ill intentions. Get out of here, or I'll chase you out with a broom."
"What?" This question stunned Han's father. He asked incredulously, "Auntie suspects that I have feelings for Madam Jiang?"
"Isn't that right?" Old Mrs. Huang sneered. "Otherwise, why do you insist on seeing my daughter-in-law? Get out of here, or I'll really hit you."
“How could that be?” Mr. Han said with a strange look. “Even when I take a concubine, I want a virgin.”
Hearing this, Old Mrs. Huang became even angrier. "What? You don't think much of my daughter-in-law?"
Even if Ya Ya isn't a virgin, she's not that bad.
She has a great figure and a beautiful face.
That old man, at his age, actually dares to look down on his daughter-in-law! He's shameless!
“I didn’t mean that,” Han’s father said, feeling wronged. “I was just explaining that I have no feelings for Lady Jiang.”
After all, he was a man who had seen it all, having visited all the major brothels and had several beautiful concubines in his household. How could he possibly be interested in an old woman in her thirties?
For decades, he has remained faithful: he only loves girls who are sixteen or seventeen years old, clear-headed and beautiful.
“Alright,” Grandma Jiang said, “It’s just a misunderstanding. Han Yi’s father must have important business to attend to. Let’s not delay him.”
Although Han Yi is cunning, he always brings gifts or money whenever he visits. His father is probably similar.
You can't afford to offend the God of Wealth.
Grandma Jiang immediately invited them to the hall and served them tea and snacks.
When Jiang Nuan heard that Han's father had arrived, she was frying fish in the kitchen, the oil sizzling loudly. She was unaware of the commotion in the yard.
"Mother, Han Yi's father is here?" Jiang Nuan asked, puzzled. "Why would he come?"
"How should I know?" Old Mrs. Jiang said with a reproachful look. "Shouldn't you be asking yourself? Didn't Han Yi tell you anything?"
"No, he went to Beijing a while ago and only sent two letters, which were asking for advice. He didn't say anything else."
As Jiang Nuan finished wiping her hands, she walked over.
"Uncle Han," Jiang Nuan asked疑惑地, "did Han Yi have something to tell me?"
Hearing the sound, Han's father, who was drinking tea, looked up and saw Jiang Nuan walking towards him against the light, dressed in a lake-blue jacket and skirt.
I was stunned.
He never imagined that Jiang Niangzi was this kind of person.
Whether it was information obtained through interrogation or her son's account, this woman, who had been widowed for six years, should have been a shrewd and resourceful person, not someone who gave off such a clear-headed impression.
The feeling, how should I put it, is like that of a virgin who has never experienced human intimacy.
But clearly, this woman is already a mother of five.
The more I think about it, the stranger it seems.
Putting aside the jumbled thoughts in his head, Han's father smiled and said, "Madam Jiang, could you please change your form of address? I am not worthy of being called 'Uncle.' Madam Jiang, you can simply call me 'Brother.'"
Although he is almost fifty years old, he is well-maintained and doesn't look much different from a thirty-year-old. Why does he call himself "uncle"?
Is he that old?
"Okay..." Jiang Nuan was a little embarrassed, "Alright then."
How come this father and son both have such unique ideas, and they both like to lower the generational ranking?
The son kept pestering her to become his godmother, but the father didn't want to be called "uncle."
She really didn't want to take advantage of this!
"Brother Han," Jiang Nuan went straight to the point, "Is there something you need this time?"
Why do you have to come here yourself? Can't you just send a servant?
The way rich people think is truly incomprehensible.
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