You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

Fan Tong and Jiang Si traveled through time one after another, and the time difference was not that big. Fan Tong thought about it and soon remembered what the servant Hong Zhong taught him last night.

His handsome face was visibly flushed with red.

"Dad, get out quickly. I want to sleep with my wife." Fan Tong chased him away with a red face, and quickly ran back to Jiang Si and stood in front of her.

Seeing his son's face as red as a monkey's butt, Fan Zhirong thought he understood everything, so he roared and drove all the servants out.

After being yelled at by their master, all the servants ran out of the house as if they were escaping for their lives.

Suddenly, only Fan Tong and Jiang Si were left in the room, along with the red silk curtains that filled the room.

Seeing that there were no outsiders in the room, the two sat back in their original seats, but they were not as enthusiastic and excited as before. There was even a hint of awkwardness in the air.

"you……"

After a long while, the two of them spoke at the same time. It was this damn tacit understanding that made the awkward atmosphere between them rise to a new level.

"You speak first."

"Do you have a system?"

"No."

Good, good, what a damn tacit understanding.

Although both of them answered "no", one of them looked around and the other clenched his hands under the table, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

Jiang Si looked at Fan Tong, whose eyes were wandering, and her clenched hands gradually relaxed. He only asked whether he had a system or a space, so it was not considered a lie to him.

What's more, in my previous life, I used space and the accompanying teleportation ability to become the world's number one thief. What if he knew my identity and thought I was a bad guy? It's not easy to meet fellow villagers in a different world, so I'd better not tell him!

Fan Tong was no less conflicted than Jiang Si at this moment. He looked at the beams on the roof and thought that it would be better to hide the fact that he had an arsenal from Jiang Si. After all, this little girl looked soft-hearted, and if she knew that he had an arsenal, she would be scared. So it was better not to tell her!

As they thought about it, their gazes gradually became firm. When they looked at each other again, they accidentally glanced at each other, then they both awkwardly raised the cups in front of them and drank water tactically.

Drink tactically…wait, why is this water spicy and has a fragrance?

The two of them raised their glasses and looked at them carefully.

Is this the wedding wine?

I don't know if it was because the red candles in the room raised the temperature in the room, or because the weather was hot, but both of them were sweating profusely, and their cheeks were redder than the other. When they looked at each other, their eyes were tearful.

Outside the house, a middle-aged man in golden clothes was hunched over, with his ear pressed against the door, his butt sticking out and swaying left and right, looking very sexy.

The servants who were on night watch secretly glanced at their master's actions, their faces turned red, and they dared not laugh out loud.

Who could have thought that a great businessman, the richest man in Daliang, would actually eavesdrop on his own son's affairs.

After a while, ambiguous voices were heard from the room, and Fan Zhirong left contentedly.

This silly son finally got smart for once. It was worth it for him to give all his treasures to Hong Zhong and let him teach his eldest son for an entire night.

When Fan Zhirong returned to the main house, he couldn't hide the smile on his old face, as he seemed to have seen the happy scene of his eldest grandson sitting in his arms.

The bright moon hangs high in the night sky, surrounded by twinkling stars. The two brightest stars are entangled from far to near, running wildly around the moon until the sky is bright, then they reluctantly separate and leave.

Inside the room, Jiang Si was lying on the bed with a resentful look on her face. She didn't know where that little fool got the strength to toss and turn for most of the night. Her whole body felt like it had been run over by a car and she was in pain all over.

Fan Tong had never been in love in his two lives. He tasted this divine feeling for the first time last night. He was sleeping soundly at the moment with a faint smile on his lips, and he didn't notice the tremendous anger of his wife beside him.

Listening to the snoring sound coming from beside her, Jiang Si became more and more angry, and kicked Fan Tong off the bed.

Why? They did it together, but she was the only one who suffered?

In his sleep, Fan Tong, who was hugging his wife and kissing her, rolled on the ground before he reluctantly opened his eyes. The burning pain on his butt made Fan Tong's mood take a turn for the worse. When he was about to lose his temper, he met the murderous eyes of his wife and immediately lost his temper.

"Wife, what's wrong?" Fan Tong asked cautiously with a smile on his face.

Jiang Si felt a little better when she saw him like this. She turned over with the quilt in her arms and said, "Your posture is wrong. Go back to sleep."

"what?"

Fan Tong was confused, but he could clearly feel Jiang Si's anger. Even though he was full of doubts, he dared not say anything and could only rub his butt and climb onto the bed.

But the bed was not as comfortable as before. It was not that the bed had changed, but that Jiang Si was sticking her butt out and almost lying horizontally on the bed, leaving only a little space for Fan Tong.

Fan Tong lay on the edge of the bed with a wronged look on his face. He didn't dare to move at all, let alone turn over, for fear that he would roll off the bed again if he was not careful.

After venting her anger, Jiang Si felt much better in her heart, even though the pain in her body had not subsided. After a while, she could hear the sound of someone falling asleep.

Listening to the regular breathing sounds beside him, Fan Tong fell asleep peacefully.

But just a moment after the two of them closed their eyes, the door was opened by an uninvited guest.

Mrs. Zhao woke them up without any tact, and helped Jiang Si wash up under her terrifying gaze.

Originally, she wanted to teach him the etiquette of serving tea, but when she remembered the slap on her face yesterday, she shut her mouth and behaved like a quail.

A moment later, Fan Tong, with dark circles under his eyes, and Jiang Si, with a sullen face, knelt on the ground in the main courtyard.

Fan Zhirong and his second wife, Madam Yu, who were sitting in the hall, looked at the newlyweds and could not force a smile even if they wanted to. It was obviously a happy occasion, but these two looked like a ghost and their father had died.

"Master, according to the rules, you must bring your new bride to offer tea to the master and his wife this morning."

After Madam Zhao's reminder, the fatigue on Fan Tong's face disappeared. He picked up the teacup, put on a silly look, knelt down and moved to Fan Zhirong's feet with a smile, and offered him tea with both hands, "Daddy, have some tea."

"Hey, Tong'er, good boy!" Fan Zhirong smiled so much that his wrinkles could kill mosquitoes. He looked at his grown-up son with a look of satisfaction. After drinking the tea, he handed him a big red envelope.

Jiang Si, who was originally in low spirits, suddenly became cheerful after seeing the bulging red envelope. She followed suit, kneeling on the ground with tea in hand and moving over.

After drinking his wife's tea, Fan Zhirong smiled even more brightly, and the red envelope he gave to Jiang Si was obviously much bigger than that of Fan Tong.

"Okay, go serve tea to your mother." Fan Zhirong said as he rubbed Fan Tong's hair.

Hearing this, Second Madam Yu immediately straightened her back and adopted the attitude of a mother-in-law. The words of reprimand were about to come to her lips when she saw that the tea in Fan Tong's hand turned in a different direction.

Fan Tong pulled Jiang Si up from the ground with a smile, holding the teacup and walked out with her, "Come on, wife, let's take the tea to the ancestral hall for mother to drink."