After rebirth, the yandere enemy pinches the waist and pets

Unsure of what Jiang Fugui was going to do, Shan Ying swallowed hard, covering her hands with the scissors and trying to stop him: "Miss, it's just a small matter... It's not that serious... Please don't take it so seriously!"

Jiang Fugui hooked his finger at Shan Ying, indicating that she should take out all the things.

"Miss, it's really not that..."

Shan Ying was still struggling hard, she was afraid that Jiang Fugui would do something stupid.

Jiang Fugui smiled helplessly and took the clothes and scissors from Shan Ying's hand. "You will know in a while. Now be quiet and don't make any noise."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Fugui started to take action.

She worked very quickly and finished it in a short while. Then she asked Shantu, who was good at needlework, to sew up the loose threads.

The two maids thought that Jiang Fugui was going to do some major tailoring, but the result was not much different from the original. If you didn't look closely at every stitch, you couldn't tell anything.

Jiang Fugui hung his clothes in the crook of his left arm and said, "Help me change. I'm going to pay my respects to my grandmother."

"Greetings?" Shan Ying looked at Jiang Fugui with a confused expression. She couldn't keep it secret, so she asked whatever she was thinking. "Why are you greeting the old lady in the middle of the day? Good afternoon?"

Shantu was not a talkative person. While Shanying was still defending herself, she had already helped Jiang Fugui change into a coral blue shirt with wide sleeves.

Jiang Fugui picked out a plain hairpin and put it in his hair, and then the three of them set out together to Xiluoyuan where Old Lady Jiang lived.

Along the way, Jiang Fugui always had a sly smile on her face, and the more harmless her smile was, the harder it was to tell what she was thinking.

The Jiang family has gone through three generations of struggle. Not only have they made a big business, they also believe in metaphysics.

Our ancestors believed that crying and making a fuss would block the family feng shui and ruin business fortunes, so an unwritten rule was set in the family motto: unless it is a major event or a funeral, do not cry easily.

Therefore, crying is not allowed in the Jiang family, and the elders do not like to see tearful faces every day, for fear of being infected with bad luck.

Especially, Old Lady Jiang is the worst!

Jiang Fugui didn't walk fast. When she arrived at the gate of Xiluoyuan, she heard hearty laughter from afar. It was the voice of Old Lady Jiang.

In the corridor, Nanny Qingyun was carrying tea sets towards the main house when she suddenly saw Jiang Fugui entering the yard. After a brief moment of hesitation, she hurried to meet her at the door of the main house and waited.

There is always a faint scent of incense burning in Old Lady Jiang's house, mostly pine and sandalwood.

At this time, smoke was rising from the incense burner, and the fragrance was refreshing.

Jiang Weishi sat on the right side below Old Lady Jiang, seemingly discussing something with a smile on her face.

On the left side below Old Lady Jiang, there were three or four mothers and daughters who looked similar. They were about the same age as Jiang Wei's mother and daughter.

Jiang Ronggui needs to stay in bed and rest to protect the baby, so she naturally won't appear in Xiluoyuan at the moment.

So, Jiang Huagui, who was wearing a lotus pink dress with butterfly lotus and embroidery of suliu, sat next to Jiang Weishi, and on her other side sat Jiang Menggui, who was wearing a goose yellow pleated shirt and skirt.

In terms of dressing, Jiang Huagui is not outstanding among the young girls, but because of her beautiful and pretty appearance and excellent temperament, she becomes more conspicuous.

Just by sitting there and listening to people talking and chatting, she outshone the other young ladies in the room.

Looking at Jiang Menggui, although she had been raised in Jiang Weishi's courtyard since she was a child, her status as a concubine's daughter was not presentable after all. In addition, there was also Jiang Huagui, the legitimate daughter, in front of her. Even if she wanted to strike up a conversation and get close to her, there was no suitable opportunity. She could only sit aside and smile...