It's so hard, I'm dressed like a group favorite in the 1960s

Another person immediately chimed in, "That's right! Not only that, but these guys shamelessly slandered us for abusing them, clamoring to file a complaint and insisting that we get a doctor to treat them."

Humph, since we didn't tell you anything, the punishment we gave you was too light."

At this time, someone else interrupted and laughed, "The funniest thing is that those people actually wanted the boss to arrest you as well. Hahahaha..."

Hearing this, the crowd burst into laughter.

Jiang Junjun was also laughing so hard at this moment, and her pretty face was full of cunning, just like a little fox calculating its prey. Anyone who saw her would think that this woman was holding back a lot of evil intentions.

She covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled, jokingly saying, "From what I can see, these people's brains are probably a little off! I'll have to research some brain-boosting medication to help them. As for contacting the people in their country, that's something I'll have to do, but definitely not right now."

Today is a very memorable and joyful day, so everyone sang and danced to their heart's content. The scene could only be described as "the howling of ghosts and wolves."

And in the midst of this noise, Jiang Junjun's singing became famous again.

But this was not because she sang so well. On the contrary, everyone remembered one thing: in the future, whenever Jiang Junjun was present, she must never be allowed to sing.

Fortunately, the Murong family's old house was large and sparsely populated. Otherwise, someone would have come to visit and accused them of disturbing the public with noise.

At this moment, Murong Qing rubbed his ears, which were buzzing from the vibration, and looked at Jiang Junjun, who was completely immersed in his own world. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to Murong Chen and Fang Yanjin beside him: "No one is perfect!"

The two of them smiled dotingly and didn't dare to say anything.

However, although the night was filled with laughter and Jiang Junjun's unique "magic voice", in the end, the only memory left in everyone's mind seemed to be Jiang Junjun's earth-shaking and soul-stirring singing.

Even when I was sleeping, the lingering melody seemed to still echo in my ears, which shows the great influence of Jiang Junjun's singing.

In the next few days, everyone was busy again, and Jiang Junjun fully demonstrated his command ability, directing everyone so that they were overwhelmed and dizzy.

Jiang Junjun decided to personally prepare a batch of much-needed medicine and related supplies. Thus, every morning, the Murong family's quaint old house would be greeted by a constant stream of people delivering medicine. These people, either driving carriages or carrying loads on their shoulders, brought all sorts of rare and precious medicinal herbs.

The next task fell to everyone: helping Jiang Junjun prepare those precious herbs. Some cleaned them, while others expertly used various tools to cut and grind them. The whole scene was busy yet orderly.

At this moment, Murong Qing let out a sigh: "Oh, I never thought that Junjun is so omnipotent! Look at my dad, he has been with those medicinal herbs all day long, and he is almost marinated by the smell of the herbs!" As he said that, he couldn't help but chuckled with his hands covering his mouth.

Upon hearing this, Murong Chen looked in the direction Murong Qing pointed, and happened to see Murong Feiyang walking out of the room after finishing his medicinal bath.

Murong Feiyang had recently been plagued by a chronic illness. Upon learning of this, Jiang Junjun carefully prepared a unique medicinal bath formula for him. Since then, Murong Feiyang has followed the doctor's instructions and has been soaking in it daily. It also happened to heal his leg injury.

"That's right!" Murong Chen's eyes were fixed on Murong Feiyang, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Look closely, why do I feel that Second Uncle seems to have become much younger? Even his originally gray hair now looks a lot darker!"

"That's right! I don't know why, but that person always dresses himself up nicely these days, then stands straight in front of the portrait, chattering endlessly like an old woman.

I feel upset just listening to it from a distance, let alone listening up close. Speaking of this person, he didn't cherish the other person when they were around, and had to pretend to be affectionate after they left. It's really despicable!

Before Murong Qing finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his spine.

He subconsciously raised his head, and what he saw was shocking. It turned out that Murong Feiyang had quietly walked to his side without him noticing.

Murong Qing was furious. He immediately turned and glared at Murong Chen, who was bent over and concentrating on fiddling with herbs. He thought to himself, this big brother is so mean! He must have noticed Murong Feiyang coming a long time ago, otherwise why would he not react at all? Look at his nonchalant expression right now, he must be deliberately trying to make fun of me, maybe still thinking about the time I laughed at him that night, humph! This guy is really petty and vindictive, too petty!

Just as Murong Qing was pondering these things with indignation, he suddenly felt a powerful force attack from behind. With a crisp "snap" sound, Murong Feiyang's hand, as hard and powerful as an iron palm, slapped Murong Qing's back mercilessly, causing him to grimace in pain and almost jump up.

"You little brat, you actually dare to make up stories about me, your dad! Back then, I was young and frivolous, ignorant and had no idea what love was. When you two brothers meet the people you like in the future, you will naturally understand what it feels like!" After saying this, Murong Feiyang turned and left.

However, just before he left, the look he gave Murong Chen and Murong Qingshi when he turned back was truly meaningful.

The emotion in his eyes seemed to be sympathy, as if saying: Humph, at least I once had someone I liked, but look at you two, you are still single! Isn't this naked disgust?

Murong Qing stared at Murong Chen with eyes wide open in disbelief, and asked suspiciously, "Brother, the look in the old man's eyes just now, could it be that he really dislikes us?"

Murong Chen nodded helplessly and answered affirmatively: "You are not mistaken, it is definitely disliked. But there is nothing we can do about it. Our family has always been like this. Boys are always particularly unpopular.

If you don't believe me, just look at the brothers Jiang Langtian and Jiang Langfeng over there. They work so skillfully and efficiently, obviously doing a lot of this kind of work on a daily basis. And then look at us... Alas!" As he spoke, Murong Chen raised his chin and gestured in the direction of the brothers Jiang Langtian and Jiang Langfeng.