After rebirth, the yandere enemy pinches the waist and pets

Jiang Fugui had the good fortune to experience the art of suturing living human skin in his previous life in the Divine Mystical Medicine King Valley. It was truly a life of neither dying nor dying, and living was even more painful. The pain tormented him day and night, repeating over and over again...

Jiang Fugui would never tell Jiang Weishi or Jiang Menggui about all of the above. Only they could feel the bitterness and sweetness themselves.

Of course, even if a medical saint were alive, he couldn't heal the wound on Jiang Menggui's forehead. The scar would follow her for the rest of her life!

This will be a big gift that I will give her in return!

When Jiang Fugui's eyes inadvertently swept across Jiang Weishi, a hint of coldness flashed across them.

Don’t be impatient...next, it will be your turn!

Old Lady Jiang pondered for a moment before she said quietly, "Then let's go back to the mansion and ask a few doctors from the city clinic to come and see the fifth girl."

Jiang Weishi responded softly, "Okay, mother."

After the fat woman finished treating Jiang Menggui's wound, she stood up and said goodbye. Old Madam Jiang thanked her and asked Nanny Qingyan to call the servants to take her back.

After everything was packed up, the group of people returned home.

The only unhappy person was Jiang Zihai, his face was droopy and he looked like he was about to cry, which made people feel pity for him.

Accompanied by Nanny Shen, Jiang Zihai escorted everyone all the way to the carriage at the gate of the farm. He buried his head in Aunt Dong's arms, his two little hands tightly grasping the corner of his mother's clothes, unwilling to let go.

If Jiang Zihai was not dead and still stayed at the farm, Jiang Fugui was afraid that after they left, the two people would return and continue to commit crimes to achieve their goals.

So, before getting on the carriage, Jiang Fugui stood in front of several elders, saluted and called out, "Grandma."

Old Madam Jiang, supported by Nanny Qingyun, had already boarded the carriage. When she heard Jiang Fugui calling her, she poked her head out from inside the carriage: "What's wrong? Did you leave something behind?"

"My granddaughter doesn't know why my third brother lives alone on the farm, but Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Can you let him come back home? The family should always be together during the reunion festival." Jiang Fugui opened his mouth and saw that Jiang Weishi's brows were unhappy. She pretended not to notice and continued, "My granddaughter sees that my third brother has a full forehead and a square chin. He is a dignified and generous person with great blessings. I think he will be rich and blessed in the future. If he is raised in our own house, he will also bring good fortune to the family."

Jiang Shusen was a businessman. When he heard that it could bring prosperity to the family, he immediately came up and asked, "Is it true?"

"Of course it can't be fake. Although I'm not completely proficient in it, I do know a thing or two. Everything depends on chance and cause and effect, so I can't speak rashly."

"That's right, Hai'er will return to the mansion tonight!" Jiang Shusen said with a wave of his hand, and did not forget to instruct Nanny Shen, "Go pack up the Third Young Master's things and send them back to the mansion to Aunt Dong tomorrow."

"Oh, yes, yes."

Nanny Shen replied with a smile. She was the nanny who was in charge of guarding the manor and didn't need to go back to the mansion with them. But the fact that their third young master could go back was a big happy event worth celebrating.

The head of the second house was Jiang Shusen. Since he agreed, it was not easy for Jiang Weishi to object in public. And since the old lady Jiang was still in the Jiang Mansion, she also had to agree.

Therefore, Jiang Fugui tilted his head towards the old lady Jiang in the carriage and asked, "Grandmother, do you agree that my third brother can return home?"