Jiangmen Tianjiao: Reborn with funny ancestors

During the time when Chu Tianjiao was on the expedition, Chu Qingyan was in charge of all Chu Tianjiao's properties and subordinates in Shangjing.

Seeing that she was managing everything in an orderly manner, Chu Tianjiao felt extremely relaxed, "Auntie, you can continue to take care of these things from now on!"

Chu Qingyan rolled his big eyes, a mature look appeared on his round little face, he frowned and thought for a while and said:

"I know you don't like these vulgar things, so it's okay for me to take care of them for you, but you must remember that the army and the people of Orange Manor must be in your own hands."

At this time, she was the only two people in the study room. Chu Tianjiao did not shy away and said to Chu Qingyan:

"Auntie, I understand your worries. But now that everyone has the same goal, deliberately guarding against anyone will only alienate each other."

Chu Qingyan didn't say anything more about this matter. She just wanted Chu Tianjiao to be more vigilant, and she had no intention of causing any rift between her and the Lu family's ancestors.

"Jiaojiao, can you help me talk to the old lady so that I don't have to go to Qingmiao Academy?"

Chu Tianjiao looked embarrassed: "Auntie, at your age, it doesn't make sense that you don't go to school, right? Let alone you, even I have to go to school!"

Chu Qingyan's little face wrinkled up, and she said distressedly: "I like to study, but it is really painful for me, an old man who has lived for more than 100 years, to study with a group of children of several years old. !”

Chu Tianjiao wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

In the past, Chu Qingyan lost his memory, and he thought he was three and a half years old, and he played very hard with Wang Zhouzhou and the others.

But now, her memory has been restored, and when she is asked to stay among the children every day, she only feels the noise and headache.

While the two were talking, Qingluan came in and reported: "The young master of the Wang family is here to see the young lady."

Chu Qingyan was shocked and turned pale. He looked around and realized that this was a study room. He couldn't lie on the bed and pretend to be sick. He was so anxious that he couldn't lie down in bed.

"Jiaojiao, help me push it up!"

After saying that, Chu Qingyan jumped behind the screen and hid.

Chu Tianjiao was puzzled and pointed at the screen and asked Qingluan: "Why is she so afraid of Wang Zhouzhou?"

Qingluan hesitated for a moment, and whispered in Chu Tianjiao's ear: "Miss, during the time you were on the expedition, the little miss has been pretending to be sick and often absented herself from school. But as long as she doesn't go to class, the young master of the Wang family will come in person to help her. She makes up for the day’s lessons.”

Chu Tianjiao opened his mouth, not knowing how to express his surprise.

Isn't playing truant just for bad students like her?

Chu Qingyan, the top student in the Chu family, actually started skipping school?

Chu Tianjiao said loudly to Qingluan: "Since the young master of the Wang family is here, please come in quickly!"

Child Wang Zhouzhou was brought into the study room with a small book bag on his back and a handful of colorful chrysanthemums in his hand.

Seeing Chu Tianjiao, kid Wang Zhouzhou's eyes suddenly shined with brilliance.

"Hello Aunt Chu!"

The eldest son and grandson of the Wang family has learned more etiquette and standards than Wang Ting.

He respectfully gave Chu Tianjiao a junior salute. Although he was very excited at the sight of "General Chu", he tried hard to restrain himself and not look sideways.

"Zhouzhou doesn't need to be so formal. I've worked hard for you during this period. I heard that you often come to make up lessons for Xiao Qingyan? Thank you."

Wang Zhouzhou's chubby little hands were about to be clasped together to reply, but he saw the flowers in his hands and hid them behind his back a little shyly.

In a hurry, he grabbed the flower with one hand and cut it behind his back. He saluted with one hand like a young monk doing a bow. He bowed his upper body slightly and answered:

"You're welcome, Aunt Chu. Classmates should help each other. In the past, when I didn't get good grades, Qingyan always gave me extra lessons. Now that she's sick, I should repay her."

Chu Tianjiao couldn't help but nodded in his heart.

If the Wang family had not been defeated in the battle for the legitimate rights, with an eldest son and legitimate grandson like Wang Zhouzhou, the Wang family would have continued to prosper.

After Chu Tianjiao came back, he had not seen Wang Ting and Wang Xingran.

She asked Wang Zhouzhou if the two of them were okay, and Wang Zhouzhou answered them one by one.

The child Wang Zhouzhou's image of self-denial and propriety is a perfect replica of Prime Minister Wang.

Chu Tianjiao was so troubled by him that he sat up inexplicably. Although the little fat man in front of him was only six years old, people dared not look at him like a child.

"Aunt Chu, can I go see Qing Yan?"

The little chubby hand behind the kid Wang Zhouzhou felt that he could no longer hold the flowers, so he asked quickly.

Chu Tianjiao glanced at the screen and coughed twice: "Qingyan, your classmates are here to see you."

The kid Wang Zhouzhou was stunned and followed Chu Tianjiao's gaze to the screen.

Chu Qingyan knew that she had been exposed, so she reluctantly came out from behind the screen.

Child Wang Zhouzhou suddenly rushed over like a clay doll injected with life, took out a few chrysanthemums from behind, held them in front of Xiao Qingyan and said:

"Qing Yan, give you flowers..."

Chu Qingyan really loves flowers.

It's the end of winter now, and all the flowers are withered. These flowers, which Wang Zhouzhou's child probably picked from the Wang family's greenhouse, are blooming beautifully.

Chu Qingyan took the flower, the corners of her lips slightly raised, but she quickly straightened her face and said with an impatient look on her face: "Why are you here again?"

The little fat man was a little aggrieved, "You didn't come to class today. Master, I'm here to make up for you the Book of Songs, Wei Feng and Qiao."

Chu Qingyan gave the little fat man the signature Chu family's eye roll, and said angrily: "Look at Qi'ao, the green bamboo Yiyi. There are gangsters and gentlemen who are like quarrels, discussions, and polishing. They are seductive and proud. Ye Xi. There are gangsters and gentlemen, but they cannot be ignored in the end...

I already know how to memorize it, so who wants you to make up lessons? "

Child Wang Zhouzhou seemed to be used to such blows and did not show much surprise.

When Chu Tianjiao saw that the two children had joined each other, he quietly left, leaving space for the two of them.

Child Wang Zhouzhou noticed that Chu Tianjiao was leaving, and gave another junior salute to the closed study door.

Then, he took out his class notes from his book bag and asked seriously: "What does bandit mean? What does he mean..."

Wang Zhouzhou took the class notes and asked Chu Qingyan one by one. It was not until Chu Qingyan repeated all the knowledge points that he nodded with satisfaction.

"Xiao Qingyan, you are really amazing! You actually understand everything the Master said."

When Chu Qingyan heard this, he straightened his chest unconsciously, showing a proud look.

"I understand. You don't have to come to make up lessons for me tomorrow."

Wang Zhouzhou shook his head, "There is no limit to learning, who can know it all? Let me sort it out for you. Only then can you rest assured that there is nothing missing."

Chu Qingyan's head was full of black lines, this stubborn little brat, why couldn't he let her go?

Seeing Chu Qingyan's ugly face, child Wang Zhouzhou tugged on her sleeves and asked with concern: "Little Qingyan, is your illness serious? Do you need me to ask Uncle Zeng to come and take a look at you?" "

The uncle Zeng mentioned by Wang Zhouzhou was Dr. Wang, and the two families were relatives of the same clan.

Chu Qingyan yelled irritably: "I'm not sick, I just don't want to play with you anymore!"

The child Wang Zhouzhou was stunned on the spot, tears streaming down his eyes, and he no longer looked like a young and mature person.

He choked and asked Chu Qingyan: "Are you going to cut off my sworn relationship with me? What have I done wrong? You are the only good friend I have... Wow... Wuwuwu..."

No matter how well-mannered the young master of the Wang family is, he has only just turned six years old.

Touching the sad place, the sound of crying and howling still shakes the earth.

If Chu Qingyan was really three and a half years old, she could compete with Wang Zhouzhou to see who could howl louder.

Unfortunately, she is not.

She felt like she was an old witch over 100 years old who bullied a kind and cute little baby. It was really disgusting!

Guilt, shame, helplessness...

Chu Qingyan was defeated, took the hands of the child Wang Zhouzhou, and begged:

"Please, stop crying. I didn't mean that. I was just in a bad mood and lost my temper... You are also my best friend. I won't drive you away!"

After 20 years of listening to politics behind the curtain, the all-powerful Empress Dowager Jingci a hundred years ago faced off against the six-year-old Wang Zhouzhou and was completely defeated!