After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

Pang Shi was born to an aunt, and she had done many shameless things. To her, such a tantrum was nothing.

On the contrary, Master Jiang Er, who was a man after all, saw his wife making such a fuss and talked about Jiang Hao's "evil deeds" to the onlookers with spit flying. From time to time, a pair of eyes fell on him, and he felt ashamed.

So, he looked at Uncle Ming who was standing in front of the mansion and watching coldly: "You don't want to make such a scene, do you? If you are sensible, please invite us in and talk behind closed doors as a family. Otherwise, this Kyoto city is not very big, and it may spread everywhere in no time. At that time, she will be labeled as unfilial, and it will be hard to see which good man is willing to marry her."

Master Jiang Er knew that reputation was a woman's life, and he also believed that he was negotiating with Uncle Ming with Jiang Hao's life in his hands.

Unfortunately, Uncle Ming didn't even blink.

"You don't need to worry about that. If you really care about the county lady, please take your lady away quickly."

"By the way, the county lady said that she is not a relative of the Jiang family. Don't use the county lady's reputation to help others."

"Hey, I said..."

Seeing that Uncle Ming was not listening, Second Master Jiang was so angry that he simply stopped talking, flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the carriage not far away.

Forget it, let this old woman embarrass herself here alone.

Master Jiang got into the carriage, but Mrs. Pang couldn't stand the scorching sun anymore. It was hot and stuffy, and she was so thirsty that her mouth was dry.

The onlookers could not stand the scorching sun above their heads, so most of them moved closer to the gate of Ji's mansion and hid in the shade to continue watching.

At this time, Pang Zi was surrounded by them and looked more like a clown performing on the stage.

"That......"

Pang wanted to call Uncle Ming a "dog", but finally swallowed her words back: "Then, manager, bring me a cup of tea. I'm so thirsty..."

"puff--"

When Master Jiang II heard Pang's request, he spat a mouthful of water onto the cushion opposite him.

The onlookers were also stunned.

She actually asked the steward for tea?

Even though Mr. Jiang Er was a seasoned veteran, he found himself quite concerned about his reputation when compared to when he was in front of his wife.

However, to everyone's surprise, Uncle Ming did not reject her.

"Serve tea to the old lady."

Even Ponzi himself was stunned.

It was not until the warm water that was thoughtfully prepared was brought to her that she came back to her senses and gulped it down.

"Continued Cup."

The weather is too hot and a glass of water can't quench my thirst.

Uncle Ming asked someone to pour her another glass.

Master Jiang II in the carriage always felt that something was wrong. This steward was completely different from the one he had behaved in the flower hall before. It was really weird.

"mean!"

Master Jiang finally understood what Uncle Ming was trying to do.

"Even the dog raised by this old man Ji Yan has so many tricks!"

Master Jiang Er quickly got off the carriage and ran to greet Pang Shi, lowering his voice and saying, "Let's go back and come back another day."

"What are you going back for?"

Pang Zi didn't agree with him: "We haven't reached an agreement here yet."

"Stop talking, and go!"

Master Jiang glared at Uncle Ming fiercely, dragged Pang Shi, whose face was half swollen, towards the carriage and said, "Stop making trouble. I'll tell you when we get back. Let's go back first."

Uncle Ming saw that Second Master Jiang had reacted, and he pretended to look at Pang Shi for a few times. After the carriage left, he said to the people who were watching the excitement without knowing what was going on: "Everyone, we have prepared some cold tea and cakes in the mansion. It must be hot, why don't you come in and quench your thirst?"