The Prime Minister's delicate wife can control her husband

The people from Zuiyanlou took Wu Jingui away. Under the auspices of the master of ceremonies, the two completed their greetings to the sound of suona and began to thank the guests and serve the food.

The two first came to the main banquet of the Yan family, except for Grandpa Yan and Uncle Yan whom they had just met.

Yan Lang also introduced his second uncle and aunts....

"Sister-in-law is so beautiful. I want to marry a beautiful girl like her in the future."

Yan Laosan stared at his son with a stern look.

"I will find you a beautiful and smart wife in the future, what do you think?"

Yan Sheng also understood what his father meant.

The eldest wife hopes that An'er will be obsessed with beauty, so that she can increase her chances of winning.

While Yan Da was thinking, his two sons raised their glasses to congratulate Brother Sheng.

Yan Da has two sons, one is named Yan Bailin and the other is named Yan Qilin.

These two have always followed Yan Sheng's lead since they were young.

Yan Da stared at his two disappointing sons, then looked at his daughter and signaled to Yan Qin with his eyes.

Yan Da's previous plan was to make the third wife look bad at her wedding, but he didn't expect it to backfire. The sudden visit from Zuiyanlou only emboldened the third wife.

Yan Qin understood what he meant and quietly stretched out her toes when Yan Sheng wasn't paying attention.

"Thank you for your blessings, my brothers. You should also hurry up and start a family."

He drank the wine and left.

"Big sister, why are your legs blocking Brother Sheng's way? Quickly pull your legs back."

When Yan Qin heard her brother's revelation, her face darkened.

Jiao Niang took a step forward, but Yan Sheng didn't care. He was a cripple anyway, so he just put his limp on her instep and used the force to limp over.

Yan Qin was almost broken by her two brothers with touching IQs, and she stared at them while enduring the pain.

The two of them moved outside the courtyard and soon finished entertaining all the guests.

...

"vomit!"

"What happened to Eucalyptus?"

Yan An's face suddenly turned purple. He pointed at his throat with his finger, then slammed the table hard, and his breathing became rapid.

"Get out of your way!"

Maolan could tell at a glance that there was a foreign object stuck in the throat. There was blood in An'er's saliva, so it was possible that something sharp pierced the throat. He then looked around at the dishes on the table and found no food such as fish bones.

In front of everyone, Jiao Niang stood on the table and immediately performed the Heimlich maneuver.

He lifted Yan An up with great force, hugged Yan An's abdomen from behind, clenched one hand into a fist, and placed the other hand on top of the fist, while pressing both hands inward and upward with great force.

When the people around saw such a strange way of saving people, they all discussed whether Zhang Jiaoniang was crazy.

After repeating this several times, a red date pit flew out of his mouth, and his breathing immediately became smoother, but An'er still did not wake up.

Due to occupational disease, he yelled at the onlookers:

"The patient needs to rest, please keep quiet!"

How could the people of this dynasty understand these words? The first wife thought Jiaoniang was going crazy, and immediately jumped out to accuse Zhang Jiaoniang of killing people and being an evil spirit.

Provoked by Yan Da's words, Yan Laosan and Qin Da Niang were about to blame Jiao Niang.

However, the two were held down by Yan Sheng.

Seeing that these people did not believe her, Jiao Niang looked at Yan Sheng's worried expression.

"An'er, I'm sorry!"

Suddenly, a hand pinched Yan An's butt, and Yan'er climbed up from the ground.

"It hurts! It hurts!" he shouted while scratching his butt.

"Alive! Alive! He's actually alive!"

The people around immediately changed their attitude and started praising the girl.

"The new bride of the Yan family is like a living god! Your family is so blessed."

Yan Sheng's frown finally relaxed.

Yan Da didn't expect the reversal to be so quick. It was simply a big slap in the face. When he tried to retreat, he bumped into Master Yan.

"Go home and reflect on yourself!"

"Okay..Okay, Dad."

Yan Da wanted to slap himself in the face for letting the people from the third room take the limelight again.

Zhang Jiaonian listened to these people's praise and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Suddenly I remembered that the way to deal with the Yan family was to act crazy and stupid, and then cover my head in front of these people.

Suddenly she sat on the ground. Just when everyone was wondering, Jiao Niang suddenly widened her eyes.

He asked those people:

"Why are you looking at me?"

Everyone was at a loss for words after seeing her move. It was not right to praise her, but it was also not right not to praise her.

"You really can't remember?"

Madam Qin grabbed her arm and asked.

"Uh-huh."

Seeing Jiaoniang nod, Madam Qin burst into tears, "My poor daughter, how come you can't remember anything?"

Only Yan Sheng saw through Jiao Niang's trick, and Jiao Niang was also at a loss what to do after seeing Madam Qin's crying.

Finally, Master Yan intervened and asked the guests not to publicize what happened at home.

Seeing that Zhang Jiaoniang remembered nothing, Yan Qin immediately went to his father's room.

"Dad! You really were right about Zhang Jiaoniang. She just saved Yan An by accident. She is a lunatic."

When Boss Yan heard the news brought by his daughter, he immediately became excited and came to the main house in a triumphant manner.

"Dad, my judgment is correct! Jiao Niang is just a nymphomaniac. You have to trust your son's judgment."

Old Master Yan stared at him and said, "You useless fellow, who asked you to come to the main room? Why don't you go back?"

"Dad, our family is short of manpower right now. I will definitely perform well. Can you trust me for once?"

"I'll trust you just once. Go and welcome the guests away!"

"Okay dad, my son will definitely behave well."

Yan Da held Old Man Yan's order in his hand and coughed heavily several times among the crowd.

"Everyone, what you just saw was real. Zhang Jiaoniang is indeed a nymphomaniac."

When Mr. Yan heard what his eldest son said, he spat out a mouthful of strong tea and knocked on the table a few times.

Seeing the old man's tough attitude, Yan Da added:

"But when Jiao Niang is awake, she is a living Bodhisattva who can heal the dead. What a pity~"

Before Yan Da could finish, Zhang Jiaoniang yelled, "I remember, I just saved An'er."

Suddenly he stared at Yan Da seriously, walked up to him and looked him over.

"Stick out your tongue!"

"How...how come it's such a coincidence that she woke up?" The one who was confused was Yan Da.

Some people around began to kneel on the ground and shouted at her: "Living Bodhisattva, living Bodhisattva!"

"That's not right! How come she woke up when I got here?!"

Yan Da stared at her in disbelief, then looked at the person kneeling, "If I had known I wouldn't have boasted."

"I said stick out your tongue!"

Yan Da was forced to stick out his tongue under everyone's gaze, and Jiao Niang fell into deep thought when she saw this.

"Oh! He's seriously ill!"

"What! You really think you are a living Bodhisattva, a miracle doctor!" Yan Da thought to himself, but he couldn't take back the words he had just said.

"Have you been coughing and having a sore throat at night recently, and feeling like there is something in your neck?"

Yan Da's pupils suddenly tightened. He didn't expect that Zhang Jiaoniang had guessed it right, but Yan Da refused to admit it.

Seeing Yan Da was indifferent, Zhang Jiaoniang leaned in front of him and whispered something, which frightened Yan Da so much that he knelt on the ground:

"May the living Buddha bless you!"