Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 239 She Really Looks Like My Cousin

"Ms. Jiang is from the south of the Yangtze River. She was a childhood sweetheart with Uncle Wu. Later, Uncle Wu's parents went north to do business. She, who is already married, naturally wants to follow."

"The situation in Linyi was not serious at that time. On the contrary, the economy was more developed than other counties and towns. The Wu family moved to several places and finally settled here."

"Ms. Jiang and Uncle Wu have two children. Because the aristocratic family became more and more rampant in the next ten years, the old couple married them to other places, and let them settle down there and never come back."

Jiang Sheng asked: "Then why don't Madam Jiang and Uncle Wu go together?"

He was not from Linyi in the first place, and he had no land, so what would he do in such a harsh place.

Jiang Yan thought for a while: "Perhaps... After all, I have been here for most of my life, and I don't want to move, so I can make a living by opening a restaurant."

But when people get older, they think about their children.

I wonder if the old couple will be able to reunite with their children if the matter in Linyi is resolved.

Leaving aside this relatively distant topic, Jiang Sheng asked curiously, "What did Madam Jiang call you just now? Xiaoyu?"

Jiang Yan was taken aback.

What little fish?
After realizing it, he smiled: "My grandma's surname is Yu, so I just chose a pseudonym."

"'Yu' at the beginning of the character '人'."

Jiang Yan was half joking: "After all, I have such a bad reputation in Linyi, so I can't come here with the same name as the magistrate's corrupt official?"

He didn't care, but he wanted to scare others.

Jiang Sheng hesitated: "Grandma, is it... Mrs. Jiang?"

Jiang Conglin's grandma?

After getting an affirmative answer, Jiang Sheng was even more at a loss.

Use the elder's surname, it should be a very important elder.

Could it be that she is really suspicious, Jiang Yan is from here... Otherwise, how could she be so kind to her elder who died when she was five or six years old.

And with the quick question and answer just now, if Jiang Yan wasn't Jiang Yan, if it wasn't this name, then there would be flaws to some extent.

Jiang Sheng frowned.

Guessing that it was almost time, Jiang Yan went downstairs to get the food.

Uncle Wu is really in the kitchen.

I don't know whether Jiang Shengdao is cooking porridge or soup in the pot. He opened it and covered it again. Aunt Jiang was reprimanding: "You cover it for a while and then open it, it won't be rotten,"

Uncle Wu felt wronged: "But I'm afraid it will overflow."

"Didn't I have a hole?" Aunt Jiang was annoyed.

"Go and get honey water for cutting, don't make trouble for me here."

So Uncle Wu pitifully went to serve honey water again, and he had to turn his head while walking, Yin Yin told Aunt Jiang: "Don't let the soup overflow."

Aunt Jiang put her hands on her hips: "You understand or I understand, or you will come from now on, okay?"

Uncle Wu hurriedly left after hearing the words.

He can't do it alone.

Seeing Jiang Yan approaching, Mrs. Jiang closed the lid tightly before turning her head and asking: "Is the girl hungry? The sweet porridge will be ready for a while. I have cooked a bowl of gorgon soup. Would you take it first?"

Jiang Yan looked at the various dishes piled up on the entire stove, including meat and vegetable soups, and the smell of the meals wafted into his nose: "Someone has agreed in a while, do you want to come over?"

He just came and saw no one.

"It's the first time for a little girl. I'll make some for her to try. I don't know what she likes to eat."

"They're all small dishes. Actually, there aren't many of them. The little girl now eats too little. You need to eat more to be strong and healthy."

Aunt Jiang put all the dishes and bowls on a big wooden tray, and Uncle Wu had already brought over honey water at this time: "It's just soaked, it's still warm."

Aunt Jiang took it and put it on the wooden tray together.

Uncle Wu bumped Jiang Yan with his elbow: "I heard from your lady that your wife will accompany you when she comes here?"

Aunt Jiang also opened the lid of the pot, and took a mouthful of white rice porridge with a wooden spoon. Although the rice was cooked glutinously, the grains were still distinct. Woolen cloth."

"What did you bring your wife here for? This is not a good place. You don't know those aristocratic families. It's terrible—it's not good for a little girl to stay here."

"You said it was Fa?"

Aunt Jiang asked Uncle Wu, and Uncle Wu nodded hastily.

Aunt Jiang was very satisfied with this, and she reprimanded Jiang Yan: "You too, take your wife back when you've had enough fun, don't stay here and know what to do?"

Jiang Yan couldn't help laughing, and replied solemnly: "You are right, we will go back after a while."

"But don't say it in front of her for a while... She is my wife, and the girl has a thin skin, so I'm sorry."

Aunt Jiang was considerate: "I know the little girl is easy to shy. You two just got married? I can see it."

Uncle Wu muttered in a low voice: "When you and I first got married, I was embarrassed not to see you."

The next day, he gave him a good meal because he picked a pot of flowers that she gave her as a dowry.

Aunt Jiang looked at him suspiciously: "What are you talking about?"

Uncle Wu hurriedly apologized with a smile: "No, no."

"I mean you are gentle, generous, virtuous, lovely and considerate."

Aunt Jiang turned back her doubts.

"Why are you still standing there, help Xiaoyu carry all these upstairs."

Uncle Wu quickly agreed.

The wooden plate was very large, and after putting most of the meals, there was only a bowl of porridge and a glass of honey water left that could not fit.

Jiang Yan picked up the wooden tray: "I can do it alone, thank you Uncle Wu to help me bring this porridge and honey water."

Aunt Jiang patted Uncle Wu's hand away: "He is careless, don't help me spill the porridge, I'll serve it."

So Uncle Wu was left in the kitchen again.

When Jiang Yan went upstairs carrying the wooden tray with food, Jiang Sheng was already lying on the table and seemed to have fallen asleep.

She rested her arms on her pillow, her face was half covered by her loose cuffs, and the candlelight cast shadows from her eyes.

Aunt Jiang sighed again: "It really looks like it."

"like what?"

Jiang Sheng woke up when he heard the door open, but his eyelids were heavy and he didn't want to open them.

At this moment, after hearing this, he opened his mouth slightly and raised his eyes.

Jiang Yan put the wooden plate on the corner of the table, and put a plate of dishes and snacks in the middle of the table.

Aunt Jiang was surprised when she saw Jiang Sheng just now, but he saw it clearly.

Aunt Jiang next to her said with an amiable smile, "The little girl has really handsome features, she really looks like my cousin."

"When she was young, Qin girl was also one of the best beauties in the county."

"It's just that he was married off by a young man from other places who went to study in the south of the Yangtze River. After traveling thousands of miles to marry Jingcheng, I don't know how many young men regretted it."

Jiang Sheng looked at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan, who had already put away the meal, spread his hands: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

Jiang Sheng asked: "Whose wife is it in the capital?"

Aunt Jiang took Jiang Sheng's hand: "She's not in the capital now."

"Because of some things, I followed my brother-in-law back to Jiangnan again, but unfortunately I have already left Jiangnan again—it's all old things, there's nothing to talk about."

"We haven't seen each other for a long time."

(End of this chapter)