Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan silently continued eating, already anticipating a scene of love and hate between them.
Why bother? With that time, you could spend more effort trying to have a second child.
It's absurd to insist on clinging to Jiang Chao, that crooked tree.
After making up her mind, Aunt Jiang immediately took action. After eating and drinking her fill and making sure she had enough strength, she rubbed her red eyes and went into Jiang Chao's room.
Waaaaah...
"I raised my son with so much hardship, only to end up with no one to see him off in his final days..."
“Mom,” Jiang Chao fanned her nose, “go away from me, the smell of ginger is so strong, it’s making me want to sneeze.”
Upon hearing this, Aunt Jiang froze, the tears that had been welling up in her eyes instantly receding, her face turning bright red with embarrassment. She slapped her son on the back, "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about? Where, where is there any ginger smell?"
"Ouch!" Jiang Chao cried out in pain, "Mother, you don't have to murder your own child to get angry!"
It really hurt him terribly.
"Nonsense, nonsense. I'm just heartbroken, not because I rubbed ginger juice on me."
“I only said the ginger flavor was strong, I didn’t say Mother rubbed ginger juice on it,” Jiang Chao’s eyes flashed with smugness, “Mother, can it be considered that you’ve confessed without being asked?”
Anyway, he was weak, pitiful, and innocent.
"You," Aunt Jiang was furious, but couldn't cry anymore, "you just wait!"
She slapped her son hard again, then turned and left.
In the courtyard, seeing Aunt Jiang rushing over angrily, he quickly poured her a cup of tea. "Sister-in-law, drink some water to soothe your throat. It's hot, and people can't help but feel irritable."
"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"
"This trick won't work," the old lady said definitively.
Upon hearing this, Aunt Jiang felt very guilty.
"What happened?" she asked, puzzled. "Why did you come out so quickly? Did you say more than a couple of words?"
“Mother, Jiang Chao has seen through my disguise.”
"see through?"
“I,” Aunt Jiang stammered, “was afraid I wouldn’t be able to cry, so I put some ginger juice on my handkerchief, and then… he smelled it.”
"You," Old Mrs. Huang was at a loss for words, "forget it, accept your fate, you can't beat him."
He was tricked into losing his composure after only a few words.
How can you fight when your minds aren't even on the same level?
“But if that happens,” Aunt Jiang said, feeling wronged, “I won’t have a grandson to hold.”
"Or you can keep making a scene and see if he pays any attention to you."
Grandma Jiang was speechless.
She knew her daughter-in-law would definitely lose, but she never expected her to be unable to hold on for even the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
They still want to keep fighting? They're dreaming in broad daylight.
"Big sister, what should we do?"
Jiang Nuan shrugged innocently and said, "Why don't you just give in to him?"
"I……"
"You've worked hard all your life just so your children and grandchildren can live well. Since Jiang Chao is unwilling, don't force him."
“Actually, it’s fine if he never gets married,” Aunt Jiang explained hesitantly, “I’m just afraid he’ll have an affair with another man…”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan couldn't help but spit out her tea. "Sister-in-law, your idea is truly peculiar!"
Even a modern person wouldn't have such a unique way of thinking!
Grandma Jiang couldn't help but cough, "What nonsense are you talking about? Our Jiang Chao couldn't possibly be that kind of person."
"But he always rejected girls."
"That's impossible!"
"What if," Aunt Jiang said timidly, "what if he takes a fancy to another man and starts making a scene again? Should we agree or disagree?"
You can't win if you disagree.
Agreeing is also incredibly disgusting, and it would make the whole family lose face.
"Is this why you're so determined to outdo him this time?"
“Yes,” Aunt Jiang explained angrily, “That brat Jiang Chao is the most opportunistic. If we let him get away with it so easily this time, he will only become more and more demanding in the future. If this continues, no one in the family will be able to control him.”
“That makes sense,” Jiang Nuan nodded in agreement. “He definitely needs to be taught a lesson.”
"Then what should we do?"
“Aren’t you afraid he’ll like that kind of man?” Jiang Nuan said in a low voice, “Let’s make him completely traumatized by that kind of thing.”
How are shadows created?
"Come closer and listen to me carefully."
After Jiang Chao chased away his aunt, he was smug for a short while when he saw Huang Xiaosan walking over with a bright red, blood-red mouth painted on, wearing a revealing gauze dress, making delicate gestures with her fingers, and swaying her hips.
Startled, she forgot her injuries and sat up abruptly. "What are you doing?"
"Jiang Chao," Huang Xiaosan said in a high-pitched voice, touching her hair in a coquettish manner, "Am I pretty?"
"Truth or a lie?"
"Of course it's... a lie."
Huang Xiaosan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He knew without even thinking how awful he looked, but for that hundred taels of silver as pocket money, he was willing to risk it all!
"To be honest," Jiang Chao felt like vomiting, "it's incredibly disgusting, utterly repulsive!"
"You," Huang Xiaosan was about to turn hostile upon hearing this, but after being tugged at by Huang Laoda, she let out a soft snort, covered her mouth, and giggled, "You rascal, you've made me so sad."
"Brother," Huang Lao Er whispered, "I'm about to throw up too."
"Ahem, don't rush, it'll be your turn soon."
He was actually almost at his breaking point.
Seeing Huang Xiaosan's behavior, Jiang Chao immediately clutched his chest. As Huang Xiaosan's mouth kept getting closer, he couldn't help but slap him, yelling, "Get lost, stay away from me!"
These grown men are so pretentious; they'd feel wronged if they didn't speak out.
At this moment, Huang Lao Er coughed lightly and leaned over. He was dressed in black, tall and muscular, and exuded the aura of a tough guy.
"Jiang Chao, follow me!" He grabbed Jiang Chao's chin, his attitude arrogant. "I can give you anything except the child."
"You get out too, don't make me say it a second time."
“Jiang Chao, ignore those two,” the elder Huang, dressed in a white scholar’s robe, advised understandingly. “Love is not just about physical intimacy, but also about the harmony of souls. How about we travel the world together and spend our lives together?”
After speaking, he picked up his fingers, smiled slightly, and exuded a gentle demeanor, revealing an air of elegance and grace. However, his eyes were filled with blatant covetousness.
vomit!
Jiang Chao couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited.
Then, overcome with rage, he fainted.
Haha!
Jiang Nuan, who was peering out the window, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Grandma Jiang and Aunt Jiang also burst into laughter.
"Girl, your idea is insidious and immoral!"
Grandma Jiang felt that she had never thought of such a trick in her entire life.
If Jiang Chao still has feelings for men after this play is over, she dares to change her surname.
Jiang Nuan didn't care at all. "So what if it's underhanded? As long as it works."
She was certain that Jiang Chao would be haunted by his sons for the rest of his life.
Although people have many personalities, they can be roughly divided into several categories. Among them, the three most basic are the seductive vixen, the domineering CEO, and the refined scholar. Other categories will more or less have their shadows.
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