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Jiang San didn't walk far after going out. Instead, he stood in the blind spot and watched quietly. Jiuli stood behind Jiang San with an indulgent look on his face, shielding him from the wind.

As expected, Jiang's mother felt guilty for not allowing Jiang's father to eat wontons. When she heard that Jiang's father ate two bowls of vegetarian wontons without thinking about herself, she got angry and grabbed Jiang's father's ear and turned him around.

"Well, you, you actually have some private money?" After turning around, Jiang's mother looked around, as if she was looking for something handy to teach Jiang's father a lesson.

"Where do I get the money? Isn't all the money in the house in your hands?" Jiang's father retorted even louder.

The diners present slowed down their wonton eating movements and listened attentively to the two people's quarrel.

Mother Jiang's eyes turned and she lowered her head close to Father Jiang's mouth.

Jiang's father looked away guiltily, fearing that Jiang's mother would discover that there was another smell in his mouth. He thought that he had deliberately not eaten meat, and that vegetarian food had no smell either, so it would not be discovered.

"What did you smell?" Father Jiang saw that Mother Jiang didn't react, and looked extremely wronged. "Look, I gave birth to your children, and this is how you treat me?"

Then she started crying, making a fuss, and even threatening to hang herself. Even her crying was tearful, and Jiang's mother's heartache prevailed.

Just as he was about to say a few words when Jiang's father, who was watching the fun, just ate two bowls of vegetarian wontons, his eyes rolled and he ran out, still shouting that he wanted to just die.

Jiang's mother hurriedly chased after him. Jiang San showed a look of disappointment on his face. His cheap father was really capable.

"Jiang Jiang?" Jiuli pinched the back of Jiang San's hand, led him out of the alley, and bought two candied haws to coax Jiang San.

"I'm fine, I just didn't expect it," Jiang San's face had a very good expression. He had always thought that Jiang's mother was the powerful one, but he didn't expect that Jiang's father could control Jiang's mother and every time he did it, it was so accurate.

"There are many more things you haven't thought of. This is just a small part of it," Jiuli chuckled, "There will be more in the future."

"Where could there be more?" Jiang San looked a little puzzled. Could it be that such things are happening one after another in the capital?

"The water in Beijing is deeper than you think," Jiuli only said, "There seems to be someone making iron flowers ahead, let's go and take a look?"

"Yeah, I didn't see it last year, but it's here this year?" Jiang San was distracted by the iron flowers and followed.

"This year, you'd better stay away from it to avoid getting burned," he said, pulling Jiang San to stand at the closest position, his tone gentle.

The men who were watching around all looked at the wife who was cheering loudly next to her. Why was it that the other women were pretty and spoke softly, but this one was like this.

His face was full of disgust, but he thought, "Forget it, I can still order him around when I get back."

"My dear wife, you are very beautiful, right?" He rarely saw such a scene and watched without blinking.

"You are more beautiful than it." Jiuli looked away and fixed her gaze on Jiang San, while keeping an eye on her surroundings.

"You only know how to praise me. How can I be as beautiful as it?" Jiang San said with a big smile on his face, obviously enjoying it.

As it grew darker, the two returned to the temporary courtyard where they stayed.

"There are still more than ten days left, so take your time and have fun." Jiuli touched Jiang San's forehead and smiled gently.

"Doesn't my wife need to go home? How can she have the time to play this with me?" Jiang San skillfully rolled into Jiuli's arms and hugged her.

How could she not go home to accompany him during the Chinese New Year? Speaking of which, he had never been home with Jiuli before, and he felt flustered.

I don’t know whether my wife’s family will accept me like this, so I hugged Jiuli’s hand tightly.

"No need to reply," Jiuli frowned. Now is not a good time. "Don't think too much about those things."

"How can it be true or false? My dear wife, what if your family can't accept me?" I felt uneasy.

"You live with me, not with my family, so don't worry." Jiuli said softly.

"Then let's stay in town for a while longer? Have some fun?" Jiang San's eyes sparkled. So, why not have some fun?

"I've obeyed you in everything you said." Jiuli pinched Jiang San's waist, "Go to sleep quickly. Look at the time."

"My wife," Jiang San muttered, and then his breathing gradually became lighter, and he had obviously fallen asleep.

The New Year festival in Mingfeng Town does not end until the 15th.

Early in the morning on the 16th, he returned to the Yu Mansion in Taohua Village.

"I feel more comfortable at home." Jiang San let go of Jiuli's hand and ran into the yard.

As soon as she entered the room, she took off her shoes and climbed onto the chaise longue, her movements being very smooth.

"Be careful, if Master Cui finds out, he'll nag you again." Jiuli just said a few words.

"Wife," Jiang San sat cross-legged and waved to Jiuli, "Don't you have anything new to tell me?"

Jiuli sat down next to Jiang San, and her every move exuded a natural and captivating aura.

"What do you want to know now?" He reached out and pinched Jiang San's round cheek. This kid rarely asked about this unless it was necessary.

"I have a bad feeling, and I'm very flustered," Jiang San grabbed Jiuli's hand and pressed it against his chest, "Wife, do you think I'm sick? Is it serious?"

Jiuli kept pressing her fingertips on his chest without moving, only her eyes changed slightly. He didn't look sick at all, he was obviously very healthy.

"You are fine, don't scare yourself. If something does happen, I'm here for you," Jiuli touched Jiang San's cheek, "You are probably dreaming about what you think about during the day."

"What my wife said doesn't make sense." Jiang San turned his head away, not looking at Jiuli, his fingertips circling the hem of her clothes.

"Jiang Jiang, don't worry about anything else. As for the things at home over there, I'll tell you when there's news," Jiuli chuckled and held Jiang San's wrist, "You don't have to worry too much."

"How can you ignore it? I didn't grow up there. I'm not the same child they expected. Maybe someone has already replaced me," Jiang San made an assumption and hugged Jiuli.

"My dear wife," she said in a skillful way.

"Just think of it as you're going home for a few days, you'll be home soon," Jiuli touched the back of Jiang San's head.

"Then let's make it a deal. My wife has to come pick me up earlier." Jiang San smiled.

"Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to take you out because your family is too powerful?" Jiuli deliberately put on a stern face to scare Jiang San.

"I don't believe it. My wife's aura is not that of an ordinary person. Besides, my wife is very powerful." Jiang San looked at Jiuli with admiration. There was only room for this person in his eyes.

"Am I so powerful in your eyes?" Jiuli hugged Jiang San and leaned against the soft pillow.

"Of course, you are the best one," Jiang San struggled a little and found that it was more comfortable to lie down.