Jiang Wancheng didn't expect that everyone in the Zhao family except the eldest lady would be willing to protect her.

It's not that he was protecting her, but that he didn't want to evict himself as a tenant because of this matter.

It seemed that when Zhao Qinglang came home, he really made everything clear. The young man was really an open-minded person, and he really didn't have any bias because she was his biological aunt.

Jiang Wancheng stood up and bowed towards Zhao Jingmo: "In this case, I thank you for your forgiveness."

Zhao Jingmo covered his lips and smiled softly.

"My grandma still feels wronged by you. You don't even know that if it weren't for this, actually..."

Zhao Jingmo suddenly stopped talking again, Jiang Wancheng stared at her, and Zhao Jingmo said again: "Anyway, because you haven't been out much these days, my grandma asked me to persuade you, don't It’s because this matter affects the normal interactions between our two families.”

"You don't have to worry about what will happen to my eldest uncle. She has a weak temperament. With my grandma and eldest uncle suppressing her, she doesn't even dare to come to you."

"So, if you don't come to visit me, I will come to see you more often?"

Jiang Wancheng smiled slightly: "You have a lot of family members, so you should come to me."

Zhao Jingmo sighed: "Then my grandma is disappointed. She is still looking forward to you going to talk to her!"

Zhao Jingmo sat for a while longer before getting up and saying goodbye.

Just as Jiang Wancheng cleared away the dishes, Wen Erlang came back.

Sister Ya called him outside, and Jiang Wancheng hurriedly went out and asked him: "Erlang, Master, have you been completely annoyed? Why don't we prepare some gifts so that we can apologize to him!"

Wen Erlang frowned, shook his head, and said, "Sister. Master, he seems to have been greatly stimulated. He actually..."

Jiang Wancheng was extremely anxious: "What happened?"

Wen Erlang frowned and said slowly: "He told me to go to school early tomorrow..."

Jiang Wancheng almost jumped up with joy: "Are you serious!? Erlang, not only did the master not expel you from school, but also asked you to go back to school tomorrow?"

Wen Erlang nodded with confusion on his face: "Tell me, Master, are you angry with me and are you going to wait for me to come back and then slowly take care of me?"

Jiang Wancheng couldn't care about that much. She rubbed Wen Erlang's face happily: "Even so, you can only bear it! Erlang, go and review your homework. Otherwise, when the master tests your homework tomorrow, you will fail." You will be embarrassed if you come up!"

Wen Erlang's face turned red and white. He finally escaped from Jiang Wancheng's claws and hurried back to the room. He picked up the book and read it carefully.

Jiang Wancheng thought to himself, could it be that the master came to the door in person today because he wanted to punish Wen Erlang for not finding out the truth about the accident that day, and wanted to punish him out of guilt?

Unexpectedly, the rebellious Wen Erlang talked back to him again...

Thinking about it, I felt a little pity for him as a wife.

But for some reason, Wen Erlang was already so rude, and he didn't even punish him anymore. Could it be that he really cherished Erlang's talent for reading?

No matter what, now that this incident has developed, Wen Erlang can still go back to school, and Jiang Wancheng is finally relieved in his heart.

That afternoon, Jiang Wancheng took Sister Ya out of the house with a basket in hand.

The two of them walked along the field ridge to the foot of the mountain. She seemed to see a small bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain to the east.

There was another spring rain two days ago, and Jiang Wancheng wanted to take a look to see if he could dig some spring bamboo shoots.

When she met villagers on the road, she nodded and said hello.

Now she has gradually become familiar with the people in this village. Perhaps because of Orion's misfortunes when he walked around the village without a knife before, the people in the village are still polite and friendly to her because of this.

"Miss Jiang, where are you going with Amei?"

Jiang Wancheng pointed to the foot of the mountain: "Go to the foot of the mountain and see if you can dig some wild vegetables."

She held a small hoe in her hand, and passers-by didn't doubt it.

Fortunately, he kindly warned them: "Recently, I heard that strangers are often seen not only in the town, but also in the village. You should be careful."

When Jiang Wancheng heard this, he suddenly hesitated.

Why did all those Jianghu people come to the village?

Although Zhaojiacun was far away from Qingyang Town, she always felt that something was wrong with the situation.

Just as she was about to say that she might as well not go today, Sister Ya suddenly threw away her hand and chased forward: "Butterfly, such a beautiful butterfly, sister, I want that butterfly——"

Shouting and chasing after her, Sister Ya ran away in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Wancheng hurriedly shouted from behind: "Sister Ya, please slow down. Wait, sister!"

By the time Jiang Wancheng chased Sister Ya'er, the two of them had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Looking around, there was no one around. Since he was already here, Jiang Wancheng simply entered the bamboo forest.

To her surprise, there were really spring bamboo shoots here!

And they all look very plump and tender!

In the land of Daliang, there are very few bamboo forests.

Therefore, people in Daliang do not have the habit of eating bamboo shoots.

Maybe they don't even know that this stuff is still edible.

After all, if it is generally not processed, it will taste bitter and very difficult to swallow.

But Jiang Wancheng comes from modern times. In modern times, the world extends in all directions. It is very convenient for the north to eat bamboo shoots from the south.

Naturally, I understand how to eat this thing.

Not long after, Jiang Wancheng dug a basket.

I wanted to take Sister Ya back quickly, but suddenly I saw some tender young mother-in-law growing on the hillside.

This dandelion is also called dandelion. It is a good thing. Not only can it be dried and used as medicine, it can also be used as tea. What’s more, it can also be eaten cold!

Jiang Wancheng's eyes suddenly lit up. How could he move away after seeing this treasure?

I had just dug a few roots when I suddenly heard voices nearby.

"Third Master, it's right in front."

Jiang Wancheng shuddered.

He immediately rushed to the side and raised his hand to cover the mouth of Sister Ya who was still sitting on the ground playing with flowers and plants.

Sister Ya moved twice, and Jiang Wancheng lowered his head and said "Shh..." to her quickly, and then he calmed down obediently.

Through the bamboo forest, Jiang Wancheng saw a group of people walking slowly down the slope.

Are these people... really charlatans?

Jiang Wancheng thought to himself: It's really unlucky to meet her as soon as she went out.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, so these people probably didn't notice the two sisters.

Jiang Wancheng also looked at this group of people carefully.

Among this group of people, the most eye-catching thing is an open-air sedan chair similar to a sliding sedan chair. It is carried by two bearers. In a flash, they carry a man wearing rich clothes and expensive ornaments. He has a jade belt tied around his waist, a jade crown in his hair, and a folding fan in his hand. The wealthy son.

There were four attendants on both sides of the sedan, all with swords on their waists.

"Third Master, please bear with me a little longer, we'll be there soon."

Walking at the front was a steward in a blue robe.

Because of his earnest attitude, he turned around several times to kowtow and flatter the young man on the sedan chair, so Jiang Wancheng saw his face clearly.

She was surprised: she actually recognized this person, he was Manager Liu from Qingyue Tower!

Why is it him?

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