"Meng Fu, remember, you are back to the Jiang family now. How many people are watching your every word and action? I don't care how you lived in that kind of place before, now you must change those bad habits for me. Your grandfather doesn't believe in this, so you don't have to work in vain." Yu Zhenling emphasized her tone, with anger flashing in her eyes.
Yu Zhenling and Jiang Quan had naturally investigated Meng Fu.
Growing up in a remote mountain area and seriously backward in all aspects, Yu Zhenling naturally did not think that Meng Fu was well educated.
After Meng Fu was recognized, she moved to the Jiang family without thinking twice. Although Yu Zhenling was happy that she moved back, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
Later, Yu Zhenling learned that Meng Fu had never returned to the mountains to see the person who raised her, and she began to feel that Meng Fu was "untreatable".
Not to mention asking Meng Fu to care about them, the relationship between parents and children also needs a certain amount of care to maintain.
If Meng Fu had taken out the amulet that she had asked for from the master, Yu Zhenling would not have said anything, but what Meng Fu took out at this moment was the "talisman" that she had drawn herself.
Is this talisman equivalent to those foods? Making food yourself shows your filial piety.
But can I draw these symbols myself?
Yu Zhenling was so angry at Meng Fu that she almost laughed.
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How did she come up with that?
It’s not the Tong family’s fault for having a problem with Meng Fu and being reluctant to take their engagement seriously.
"What kind of place? Don't be like this when she comes back. What's wrong with the talisman? I'll take it to dad tomorrow." Jiang Quan didn't like Meng Fu before, but today he had a different opinion of Meng Fu. He couldn't tell why. "Fu'er is your daughter."
Hearing this, Yu Zhenling's expression changed, "I'm doing this for her own good. She refused to go to the school I arranged for her before. If she was a little more optimistic, I wouldn't have to worry so much."
Jiang Quan didn't want to say these things in front of the children, so he just gave Yu Zhenling a warning look.
Looking back at Meng Fu, he was still acting well-behaved.
Thinking of the hard life that the other party had gone through for sixteen years without water and electricity, Jiang Quan's heart softened, "My housekeeper and I will take you back."
In the hall, Jiang Xinchen, who heard the noise, poked his head outside, glanced at the brocade bag in Jiang Quan's hand, and sneered.
"What's your attitude?" Jiang Quan turned his head to look at Jiang Xinchen, "You forgot what your grandfather taught you in the hospital today, and you don't even know the difference between the old and the young, the superior and the inferior?"
Jiang Quan handles all the affairs of the Jiang family. He has always been dignified, and when he gets serious, even Jiang Xinchen is afraid of him.
Jiang Xinchen looked at Meng Fu unwillingly. Meng Fu tilted her head slightly and curled her lips at him.
"You..." Jiang Xinchen was so angry that he wanted to speak.
"Jiang Xinchen." Jiang Quan looked at Jiang Xinchen majestically.
Jiang Xinchen turned around and looked at Jiang Xinran in the hall, and said depressedly and unwillingly, "I know, Dad."
Jiang Quan sent Meng Fu back.
Jiang Xinchen turned back to the hall with an unhappy look on his face. Yu Zhenling also seemed a little absent-minded, and no one knew what she was thinking about.
"Xinchen," Jiang Xinran put down the phone and smiled gently at Jiang Xinchen, "Didn't you just say that there was a question you didn't understand? Let me help you look at it."
The two discussed math problems.
On the sofa opposite, Yu Zhenling felt comforted by the harmonious relationship between the two.
Jiang Xinran has been an outstanding person since childhood. He is good at everything. He often wins prizes at school. He also learns painting from Yu Yong and has achieved some success. He has made a name for himself in the T City circle at a young age.
Who wouldn’t like a daughter who is both filial and obedient?
Marrying into the Tong family would be a great help to the Jiang and Yu families in bordering the capital.
Thinking of this, Yu Zhenling naturally thought of Meng Fu again. This time, she didn't even want to drink tea anymore. She put down the teacup heavily.
**
Yu Yong on this side also drove back to Yu's house.
The Yu family's single-family villa has rockery and flowing water as soon as you enter the gate, which is poetic and picturesque. The overall architecture is very ancient.
study.
The old man of the Yu family was reading an ancient book.
Seeing Yu Yong coming in, he raised his eyes and asked, "How is the discussion on Xinran's C-level booth going?"
"I have finalized the peony painting with her." Yu Yong was still unhappy because of Meng Fu's matter.
Seeing him like this, the old man of the Yu family felt strange: "What's that expression on your face? What went wrong?"
"Let's not talk about it." Yu Yong didn't want to mention it anymore.
Mr. Yu did not ask any more questions and turned his attention to another matter. "Did you see the Tong family today?"
The Tong family and the Wei family have been the big news in T City recently.
"No," Yu Yong sat on the other side, "Today my sister wanted to invite the Tong family to discuss the marriage between the two families, but the Tong family declined."
It's easy to imagine that the Tong family is extremely dissatisfied with Meng Fu.
Mr. Yu was usually busy with various seminars and flew to various cities. He had only met Meng Fu once, when he gave her a red envelope during the Chinese New Year last year. He didn't know Meng Fu very well, but he only heard people around him mention her, "My granddaughter, you've been in T City for a long time, how talented is she?"
"It's been two years, and she still hasn't returned to high school. Seeing that Xinran is good at Chinese painting, she also went to learn it. That's fine, but she can't answer anything when asked. She is just imitating others and making a fool of herself." Yu Yong shook his head, full of anger: "She has such a low standard. Maybe she is used to living in the countryside. When she came to T City, she only saw the glitz of the entertainment industry. It's hard for her to achieve great things."
Old Master Yu was stunned. What a pity.
Except for Yu Yong, none of the Yu family's descendants was particularly talented. When Jiang Xinran was finally born, old man Yu was ecstatic at first. Unfortunately, Jiang Xinran was not Yu Zhenling's biological son.
**
At this moment, Jiang Quan had already sent Meng Fu to the community.
The lights in the community were dim. Jiang Quan was worried, so he followed her upstairs and comforted her, "Don't be sad that your uncle won't teach you. The students he teaches are not ordinary people. If you still want to learn Chinese painting, I will help you find a great teacher tomorrow."
Butler Jiang followed behind the two of them. When he heard Jiang Quan's words, he glanced at Meng Fu and said nothing.
"No need." Meng Fu took the key and opened the door, seeming not to care.
Butler Jiang couldn't help but said, "The young lady has been learning painting since she was four years old, so she can get a C-level booth now. The uncle has been teaching her because she is very talented."
This young lady is naturally referring to Jiang Xinran. The servant of the Jiang family is called Meng Fu, and she has always been Miss Meng.
Meng Fu turned on the light. Hearing this, she looked at Butler Jiang with a half-smile: "Is the C-level booth so impressive? Then what are B-level and A-level?"
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