To keep alive, I tempt Buddhists to lose control every day

Old Mrs. Jun was so angry that she covered her chest and coughed violently twice.

His eyes, full of wrinkles and grooves, were extremely sharp, and contained a calculating gleam.

"Master Ying, tell me, which of our granddaughters do you like? Miaomiao or Li'er, which one do you like more?"

Ying Shilong, who had been sitting there pretending to be mute, was also confused at this moment.

Being called suddenly, he raised his eyes to look at Jun Zhuomiao, but finally his gaze fell on Jun Changli.

Jun Changli narrowed his eyes slightly, with a warning in his eyes obvious.

When Mrs. Jun saw that he had been staring at Jun Changli, she was delighted and smiled with wrinkles all over her face, "Master Ying, are you attracted to Li'er? You don't even want to blink."

This is an interesting statement.

The expressions of the people at the table became colorful.

Not to mention that the engagement has not been finalized, even if it is already done, it would be a bit too much to say these jokes in front of so many people.

Jun Fulan was the first one to become restless. Just as she was about to speak, Jun Changli held her hand and signaled her to be patient.

She is the eldest daughter of Old Lady Jun, and the education she received since childhood is that men are superior to women.

Even if she spoke, she would at most compromise and ask Old Madam Jun to stop talking.

Jun Changli naturally couldn't swallow such a disgusting matchmaking.

Since Old Madam Jun insisted on talking nonsense, Jun Changli would just go along with it and actively cooperate.

"Grandma, are you old and blind? Young Master Ying first saw Sister Miaomiao. In his heart, the person he likes is naturally Sister Miaomiao. You must not tie the wrong red thread and ruin the marriage between Sister Miaomiao and Young Master Ying. What do you mean by falling in love with me? Isn't that laughable?"

Jun Changli countered every move and never gave others the chance to put the blame on her.

Humph, who isn’t a good talker?

Old Madam Jun's chest was heaving. Seeing that she couldn't win the argument with Jun Changli, she immediately winked at Jun Linyuan.

When it was Jun Linyuan's turn, his tactics were nothing more than threats, using his unlucky birth or his identity as a disaster to control Jun Changli.

"Changli, don't fight with grandma. Originally, this engagement belonged to you. When you were born, Master Xingxiu predicted that you would bring misfortune to your parents and harm the fortune of the Jun family, so you were temporarily sent to the common people to gain experience. Over the years, you have suffered a lot, but it can be considered as atonement. Now, we will take you back to the Jun family to enjoy happiness. This engagement is naturally your greatest blessing."

Jun Linyuan's ability to lie with open eyes was probably learned from Old Madam Jun.

Jun Changli smiled calmly, "Uncle, I can't eat such a big cake you painted. You should leave such a blessing to Sister Miaomiao."

"presumptuous!"

Seeing that she was unmoved, Jun Linyuan could not help but get angry, "Your father is only the son-in-law of the Jun family. You are already a great choice for marrying into the Ying family. Now, you just need to pretend to be reserved. Don't go too far, or you will end up with nothing."

"So what if my father is a son-in-law of the Jun family? Does that make him inferior? Besides, according to what you said, Master Ying is only worthy of being engaged to the daughter of a son-in-law, and has no right to marry your legitimate daughter? In other words, you despise Master Ying's status and think he is not qualified to marry your daughter, so you force the engagement on me. Uncle, are you doing your sister justice by treating me like this?"

Jun Changli's words immediately made everyone at the table unable to sit still.

If you want to pull someone down, let's all come together!

Why should she be left alone to suffer?

Isn't this a family dinner?

If your mouth doesn't want to eat properly, then just talk to it.

Ying Shilong's mother's face had already turned black, but she had been holding back and not getting angry.

Her precious son, whom she had protected as the apple of her eye since childhood, has become a worthless toy in the eyes of others today, and is despised in every way. Even if she wants to be on good terms with the Jun family, she doesn't want to endure it now.

"Mrs. Jun, since the daughter of the Jun family is so precious and precious, our Ying family cannot afford to marry her. It seems that we should not eat this meal. Goodbye!"

Having said that, she stood up, called Ying Shilong, and left with an angry face.

Old Madam Jun has a high opinion of herself, so naturally she wouldn't stop it.

She's just a concubine of the Ying family. So what if she's favored?

In her eyes, the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children, between men and women, and the concept of family background are the most important.

After a while, she looked at Jun Changli with a cold face, "Master Xingxiu calculated that Yingshilong and your horoscope are compatible. I originally wanted to marry you off as compensation for you being away from home for so many years. Who knew you would be so ungrateful?"

"Well, thank you for your kindness, grandma, but I was born with a rebellious nature. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been predicted to be a disaster when I was born. I am so ungrateful, so I won't bother you anymore."

The tone was very good, but there were thorns between the words.

"Jun Changli, what's your attitude? How do you talk to grandma?"

Jun Linyuan used the authority of an elder to reprimand a younger person, as if Jun Changli had committed a crime of disobedience and could be taken to the ancestral hall and punished by the family rules at any time.

"Uncle, what's wrong with my attitude?"

Jun Changli retreats to advance. A soft knife is not sharp, but it still hurts when it stabs people.

Jun Linyuan was stunned by these words. Although she admitted her mistake on the surface, she actually still did her own thing deep down.

Anyway, the attitude is clearly "Yes, yes, yes, you are all right, but I just won't change."

"Okay, let's eat."

Old Madam Jun waved her hand and announced that the meal was ready to be served.

During the meal, Jun Fulan and Jiang Shizhe kept picking up food for Jun Changli from the left and right.

"Li'er, this squirrel fish is delicious, you should try it."

Jun Fulan picked out the bones, put the delicate fish meat on a small plate, and placed it in front of Jun Changli.

"Thank you."

Jun Changli's politeness and aloofness made Jun Fulan feel a little sad, and the smile on her face froze for a moment.

"Li'er, try this pickled pepper pig's trotter. You'll want to eat it again and again, and you'll never get tired of it."

Jiang Shizhe used a serving chopstick to pick up a piece for Jun Changli and put it in her bowl. Seeing that she didn't mind, he picked up another piece and put it in.

He whispered to her, "This is a popular dish. Everyone loves it. It will be gone soon. Hurry up and stock up a few more."

Jun Changli looked at him with complicated eyes.

It seems that his life in the Jun family is really difficult.

Aren’t we usually allowed to sit at the table during meals?

Seeing the three of them having fun, getting along well, and eating happily, Jun Linyuan was so angry that he put down his chopsticks and just drank in silence.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he picked up the wine glass and attacked Jiang Shizhe, "Brother-in-law, your daughter's wedding was ruined today, and she also offended Madam Ying and Young Master Ying, and you can still eat? You are really heartless. Come, let me toast you! They say fools have good fortunes, and you really are blessed!"

Jiang Shizhe survives in the cracks and tries his best to avoid the Jun family on weekdays. Unfortunately, he can't avoid the family dinner. Almost every time, Jun Linyuan takes it out on him.

He resigned himself to his fate and picked up the wine glass. Just as he was about to stand up, Jun Changli held his wrist.