sjar Chapter 429: He suppresses his wife?
Chapter 429: He suppresses his wife?
The snowfall was indeed heavy, forcing Jiang Zhouzhou to postpone her trip back to Haishi.
An ugly snowman was piled up in the courtyard, facing Jiang Zhouzhou's window.
She took out her phone, snapped a photo, and posted it on her WeChat Moments. Soon after, she received many likes and comments.
Lin Wujing: Hahahaha, is this the snow in the North?
Banana Pie: It's a good thing you're not Nuwa.
Lin Chen: Is that the snowman Zhouzhou built? It's so cute!
Yin Yue: ...
Ji Yu'an: When it snows in Haishi, Zhouzhou and I will build a snowman together.
Lin Chen replied to Ji Yu'an: You really know how to find opportunities for yourself at any time.
Ji Yu'an replied to Lin Chen: Don't you want to?
Lin Chen replied to Ji Yu'an: Of course I want to.
These two actually started chatting in her comment section.
Zhou Xian: Did you pile that up?
Jiang Zhouzhou wanted to explain that she didn't build the snowman, but after thinking about it, she decided against it.
After all, since such an ugly snowman appeared in her social media posts, people were bound to give her some face in the comments.
But if they find out she didn't build it, they'll lose all face.
Xiao Dian woke up early today and ran to the kitchen to prepare a loving breakfast for her herself.
The old butler held a steaming thermos in both hands, directing the servants to clear the snow from the sidewalk.
Jiang Zhouzhou and he stood together and chatted.
The old butler had a very good impression of Jiang Zhouzhou after spending the last two days with her. After all, with her around, the young master had rarely acted crazy these past two days, which made things much easier for him.
But when asked why only Xiao Dian was present in this large old house, and the other members of the Sheng family were nowhere to be seen…
The old butler said sadly, "Madam passed away many years ago, and the master doesn't want to stay in this sad place. As for the old master, he prefers quiet, but with the young master here, he really can't find peace and quiet, so he has been forced to move to another estate."
Jiang Zhouzhou was stunned for a moment, unaware that Xiaodian's mother had passed away...
The old butler, a gossip, continued to chatter to Jiang Zhouzhou: "The Sheng family is small, with only the young master as an heir. However, both the old lady and the madam are said to have died young, and there are rumors that the men of the Sheng family are cursed to bring misfortune to their wives."
Jiang Zhouzhou silently admired his outspokenness and whispered a reminder: "Uncle Zhao, you can only say things like that at noon in the future."
The old butler didn't react for a moment and asked, "Why?"
Jiang Zhouzhou: "Because your pension will be deducted sooner or later."
As soon as she finished speaking, a faint voice sounded behind her: "Old Zhao, your pension for this month is gone."
Turning around, he found Sheng Jingyao with a dark face, clearly having heard everything the two had said.
Old housekeeper: "..."
After driving the old steward away, Sheng Jingyao defended himself: "I am not a jinx to wives, don't listen to that old man's nonsense."
Jiang Zhouzhou nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, our little brother Dian is not a jinx to his wife."
However, a hint of worry flashed across Xiao Dian's brow.
Even though I pretended not to care, I still took those two words to heart.
"I'm going out tomorrow and won't be able to stay with my sister."
"If you're bored, I'll have Lao Zhao drive you out for some fun. There are lots of interesting places in Beijing."
He took out a pre-prepared card from his pocket, opened Jiang Zhouzhou's palm, and placed it in her hand.
"This is the allowance I prepared for my sister. She can buy whatever she wants. Don't try to save me any money."
Jiang Zhouzhou laughed at his words: "Okay, I won't save you any money."
I had breakfast with Xiao Dian. Although the presentation was less than ideal, the taste was surprisingly good.
When it comes to cooking, Jiang Zhouzhou feels that everyone seems to be more talented than her.
I had just finished breakfast when the phone rang from the Jiang family.
Jiang Tao didn't mention yesterday's events, but his ingratiating voice came through the phone: "Zhouzhou, are you coming to visit Grandma today? She's been talking about you ever since she woke up this morning."
When her grandmother was mentioned, Jiang Zhouzhou couldn't refuse and agreed to go back home.
Sheng Jingyao had originally wanted her to dedicate all her time to him today, but now that it was being taken up, he had no choice but to reluctantly compromise.
“I don’t trust you to go by yourself. I’ll arrange two bodyguards for you. If the Jiang family dares to make any bad moves, just have them beaten up.”
Seeing that he was unhappy, Jiang Zhouzhou poked the corners of his mouth with her index fingers and forced a stiff smile.
"Don't worry, little brother Dian, I'll be back soon. When I get back, we'll build a beautiful snowman again."
After seeing Jiang Zhouzhou off in the car, Sheng Jingyao's eyes gradually dimmed.
The snow on the road was cleared, but the snowfall was heavy, and soon another layer of white snow appeared.
When Jiang Zhouzhou returned to the Jiang family home, the couple were even more welcoming than the last time.
As for Jiang Yinzhong, he is still detained in the police station.
The old lady has been asking Jiang Yinzhong where he went a lot these past few days, but Jiang Tao has always managed to brush her off.
When Jiang Zhouzhou arrived, the old lady's spirits visibly improved. Jiang Zhouzhou chatted with her for a while, served her medicine and water, and then helped her back to her room to rest.
After she came out, Jiang Tao hesitated for a moment before saying, "Zhouzhou, there's something I want to tell you."
He glanced at the tightly closed door to his grandmother's room, his expression turning serious.
“Your grandmother’s health is already at its limit. I know you don’t like coming here, and you don’t want to see me, but I’m planning to hold a birthday banquet for her tomorrow.”
“She has suffered too much in her life, and I, her son, have never been able to properly show her filial piety. She won’t live to see her birthday in two months, so I plan to hold the celebration in advance so that she can have a lively time before she passes away.”
"Go back after the birthday banquet! You don't need to worry about her funeral arrangements anymore."
The man before me, who was about to enter old age, had a hunched back.
"Tomorrow, I hope you can temporarily put aside your resentment towards me and let our family celebrate the old lady's birthday together."
"I'm not asking you as a father, but as a son."
"Please, Zhouzhou."
Jiang Zhouzhou's lips moved slightly, but she didn't say much, only replying with one word.
"it is good."