Chapter 646 No Rescue

"What if you are transferred away from Qixi County in the future? Who can help him? It is said that if a child steals needles when he is young, he will steal gold when he grows up. He is only two years younger than Fubao, but he dares to steal silver in the street. This is unacceptable. When he grows up, what else can he not do? He must be severely punished. Ten strokes are not enough, add ten more strokes! Beat him so that he will remember it firmly."

Jiang Shoujia, who had been silent all this time, suddenly slammed the table.

Said in a sharp voice.

"The head of the family is right. It's okay. Thank you grandma for coming to tell us. I know you are doing this for our own good. You want to protect Sanhe because she is my daughter, but there are some things that cannot be done this way. Your grandfather Jiang is right. We cannot protect him forever.

Besides, I have severed my mother-daughter relationship with Sanhe a long time ago. From now on, I will not care about her affairs, and I cannot care about them. You can punish this child however you want, whether it is imprisonment or beating with a stick. Don't go easy on her just for our sake. Just do whatever you want."

Zhang Jinlan hadn't heard her daughter's name for a long time. For a moment, she was a little dazed. Her hesitant heart became firm after hearing Jiang Shoujia's words.

Her daughter died a long time ago, and she will not care about her anymore.

[Sanhe, Sanhe, isn't this the life you wanted? How did it turn out like this? You had such a good son that you were looking forward to, but you turned him into a thief. Sigh.]

Zhang Jinlan spoke silently in her mind, and only she could hear it.

"Okay, Grandma, Grandpa Jiang, I understand. In that case, I will return to Chang'an Town tonight and give the order tomorrow morning. As for twenty strokes, it is still too much. He is still young. A strong man may get sick after twenty strokes, not to mention that he is only about ten years old. Let's add five strokes. It will teach him a lesson, but it won't kill him."

Meng Bujiu thought for a while and spoke slowly.

"Okay, you are the county magistrate, we will all listen to you. Come, you must be tired, so add some tea for our county magistrate." Zhang Jinlan said with a smile.

She was sitting in the main seat, which was a higher chair, and she saw at a glance that there was only half a cup of tea left in Meng Bujiu's cup.

"Grandma, you can't drink anymore. My brother Bujiu and I ate several pieces of cakes. If we drink tea again, we won't be able to eat dinner. What? Do you want to save some food for the family?"

The atmosphere was a bit depressing, Jiang Fubao teased Grandma to liven up the atmosphere.

As she wished.

The Jiang family no longer cared about Jiang Sanhe, and the fun started again in the quiet main room.

The cook in the backyard was busy.

"Hurry, Xiaozhu, take this mutton and stew it."

"Xiaowei, peel the radish for the soup later."

"Have you washed the cabbage? Bring it here quickly."

"Hey, this dish has just been cooked, how can we take it out? Put it in the cupboard quickly, otherwise it will get cold and the kitchen will be in trouble."

"Where's the rice? Why haven't you washed it yet? Go wash it quickly. If the master wants to serve the rice, where will he get it?"

"Just now, the Second Madam said she wanted an ice drink. Don't heat up the green plum drink. Just heat up some milk for the masters."

"......"

The kitchen was crowded.

Everyone is busy.

Puffs of green smoke came out of the chimney, but were blown away by the cold wind before they could rise into the sky.

The fragrance was blown in all directions, east, west, south, and north, and could be smelled everywhere.

The mutton and venison needed to be stewed for a long time, so the other dishes were delivered and the meal was halfway through when the two pots were served.

This dish was specially made for Meng Bujiu.

Zhang Jinlan first picked up two pieces of food for him with her chopsticks, and then it was the turn of others to eat.

Jiang Fubao doesn't like venison because it's too nutritious and she gets nosebleeds when she eats it.

You can eat more mutton.

When the weather is cold, you should eat mutton. It will warm your body.

The charcoal stove in the room was burning so hot that Jiang Fubao's face turned red.

She couldn't drink the hot milk in her cup at all, so she simply handed it to Xue Huan beside her and asked her to help drink it. Then she used the cup to pour some green plum drink.

In winter, you don’t need to add ice to your green plum drink; it will cool you down with just one sip.

It’s so cool.

Jiang Fubao put the mutton dipped in chili sauce into his mouth, swallowed it and drank a sip of cold green plum drink without having time to savor the taste. His eyes narrowed with happiness.

She didn't eat much of the other dishes during this meal, let alone a single bite of rice.

Just eating mutton makes me burp.

"If I wasn't afraid of getting a sore throat, I would really like to eat mutton every day." Jiang Fubao slumped in the chair, not wanting to move at all.

"You are a girl, how can you sit so properly? You are still here, what's the matter?" Zhang Yanzi raised her eyebrows immediately when she saw her daughter like this.

Jiang Fubao just turned a deaf ear to it.

"Mom, Brother Bujiu is one of our own and I'm not away from home. I won't get up. I'm full and can't sit up straight." After she said this, she moved her body down a little more provocatively.

Now, the neck is also crooked.

It's even worse.

"You kid..." Zhang Yanzi was angry, but couldn't bear to scold her, so she could only stare at her with big eyes.

"It's okay. Fubao is right. We are all family. There is nothing to be afraid of. Bujiu won't tell anyone, right? Bujiu?" The wife was angry and the daughter was rebellious. Jiang Siyin, who was caught in the middle, quickly hugged Zhang Yanzi and coaxed her.

He also winked at Meng Bujiu, signaling him to agree with him quickly.

"Yes, we are all family, I won't tell. Fubao is also tired. There are too many people in the clinic recently. She can't sleep at noon. Auntie, look at her complexion, it's not as good as before. Don't you feel sorry for her?"

As expected of an educated man, Zhang Yanzi calmed down with just one sentence.

Even his raised eyebrows drooped.

"My dear daughter, why don't you take a rest for some time? I'll hand over the clinic to your disciples." Zhang Yanzi's tone became much softer, and she no longer looked like a tigress.

"Mom, they have come from far away just to see me for medical treatment. I can't do this. It's okay. Brother Bujiu said he would take me hiking in a few days. It won't be too late to rest then." Jiang Fubao did not agree.

She herself has several patients who need a second check-up, so how would her disciples know the specific conditions of these people?

As a human being, you must be responsible.

Not to mention medical practitioners.

"Okay, just keep it in mind. Go to bed early tonight so you don't feel sleepy tomorrow. It's easy to feel sleepy in winter. Even if you can't sleep at noon, you should rest for a while. You ate too much tonight. Starting tomorrow, Xuehuan, remember to give your mistress a hot cup of milk so she can sleep well after drinking it."

Zhang Yanzi turned her head and spoke to Xue Huan who was still eating on a small stool.

"Hmm, Hmm!!" Xue Huan's mouth was stuffed with food, and she couldn't speak at all. She nodded her head like a garlic pestle, and could only nod quickly.

"Eat slowly and don't choke." Jiang Fubao leaned his head over the back of the chair.

But his body was still paralyzed.

"Mmm--" Xue Huan continued to nod, indicating that she understood.